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Friday:) Friends, Freezing Cold and More Photos

27 May

“If the world is cold, make it your business to build fires.”~Horace Traubel
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A lot of traveling this past week. New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, and back again. Today, we went from sunglasses and t-shirts to heavy coats and hats, and back again all in the same day.

A few pictures along the way. I think I only took 68 today.

My friends Jim and Molly, and a warm sunny day. Molly showed us around an old monastery in Snowmass. I’d tell you about it, but I had to take a vow of silence. (Just kidding) We did have to whisper though. I couldn’t take any pictures inside. (It was killing me) The view from the grounds were amazing.

My favorite picture from the monastery, looking at the snow capped mountain.

St. Benedict’s Monastery is a monastery in mountainous country of the U.S. state of Colorado. It is located in Pitkin County in the unincorporated town of Snowmass about 18 miles (29 km) northwest of Aspen. The monks are members of the Order of Cistercians of the Strict Observance, commonly called the Trappists.
Currently the monastery is home to about 16 monks. The monks live communally in the monastery. Their day is balanced by prayer, work, reading, and contemplation.
St. Benedict’s is located on over 3,000 acres (1,200 ha) of a scenic, semiarid valley in the foothills of the Elk Mountains, near the Maroon Bells-Snowmass Wilderness. The monastery protects a large amount of open space in a sensitive area near important wildlife migration routes. The monks manage their ranchlands, operate a cookie bakery, and offer retreat facilities for groups and individuals. The retreat house and guest hermitages are located about 1 mile from the main monastery building.
More pictures while driving…



Independence Pass and snow. We threw snow balls and froze.

It was a good day. Hot, cold, and back again.

Saturday:) Sitting Still Just Ain’t My Thing

14 May

“Everything takes time. Bees have to move very fast to stay still.” ― David Foster Wallace

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I have come to the conclusion that sitting still just ain’t my thing. I like to keep busy. I like to be with people. I like to keep moving. I’m probably like the bee in the quote, I have to move very fast to stay still.

This morning I got up and called Mom, and talked her ear off. She calls me “motor mouth,” Then, I called my sister, talked a while, put on my gym shoes and went for a walk. I walked in the door and immediately started making two pans of brownies. One for the party I was going tomat 4:30 and the other for neighbors and friends. I always say, “It’s just as easy to make two batches of anything, as it is to make one.” Of course, I had to make my funny face in the mix before adding all the ingredients and stirring.


While the brownies were in the oven, I put together the containers, chips, and my corn/bean salsa to take to the party.


While the brownies finished baking, I turned on some music and did 150 sit ups. Yes, I’m crazy, but I also have a big belly. The brownies were cooling while I was on the phone with a friend for about half an hour, then quick, a super fast shower, and scurry off to the party. But, first, a quick stop with some corn salsa on my way to my neighbor Diane. They were having a barbecue with out of town family. I thought they’d like some.

The party at Linda’s was very nice. Friends, family, little kids jumping in the pool and running around, karaoke, and tons of food.


I left the party around 7:30, walked in the door around 7:45, did not pass go, did not collect $200, put on my gym shoes and went for a long walk until well after dark. I was able to capture a glimpse of sunset on my way.


When I got home, I walked over to Diane’s to give her some brownies. She was already in her Jammies. Then, I knew Kathy across the street was out to dinner, so I just got my key to her house and put some brownies on her kitchen counter. She loves my drop by surprises.

Ah, now, I put my feet up, drank two tall glasses of water and started to write about my adventures. I need to clean up the messy kitchen, wash the dishes, maybe have a glass of wine, and perhaps do a few more sit ups.(Remember the big belly? Remember the brownies?) 

Nope! I don’t sit still. Life is too short to sit still.

Friday Friends and Festivities

13 May

There is nothing on this earth more to be prized than true friendship. 

~Thomas Aquinas

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This afternoon, Sherri Murphy and I were invited to the Annual Women in Service Luncheon at The Sanctuary in McKinney. Our friend, and World’s Greatest Realtor (blatant plug) Linda Grossman, invited several friends to the gala event sponsored by the Love Life Foundation. Fine food, fun music, and friendship was the theme of the day. 


Linda, Me, Sara and Sherri enjoying the Women in Service Luncheon.


(Photos above compliments of Sherri Murphy)

After the luncheon, I stopped at Papa Murphy’s to visit my friend Karri.


A stop at the store, then home to take a walk and do some actual cooking and cleaning. (What’s that?) Then the nicest part of the evening, a surprise visit from my dear friends the Murphy’s. They have an open invitation for Black Russian Friday, and they took me up on the offer. 


Sherri and Michael, thanks for the visit. Love you guys.

It was a fun Friday with fabulous friends.

Theme Song Thursday:) Clean Up Crew

12 May

It’s easy to impress me. I don’t need a fancy party to be happy. Just good friends, good food, and good laughs. I’m happy. I’m satisfied. I’m content. 

~Maria Sharapova

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The Art Club of McKinney had their end of the year luncheon and new officers installation today. The program was at the historic Heard Craig House. The setting, food, and friends were fabulous. ( You know I love alliteration.)


This year’s officers.


Next year’s officers. Many returning to continue making the oldest art club in Texas the best art club in Texas.

After the meeting and lunch, I’m always amazed at how many people just pick up and leave the table without even picking up their own dishes and cups. My sweet mother always taught her girls to always stay and help clean up. I think these girls had the same kind of momma. This is the clean up crew.



The clean up crew treated themselves to a glass of wine at Landon Winery on the square afterwards. It was a great day with friends.

Here’s a cute song that says it all. It’s a lot easier to do anything if everyone pitches in.

Montage Monday:) A Week in a Peek

9 May

“Time and tide wait for no man… But, I know a few men that I wouldn’t mind seeing wash up in the tide.”

~Geoffrey Chaucer and Me

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Another week flew by with the strong Texas winds. Spring is here, the weather is great, and all is well.


Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

8 May

“A good shepherd encourages and inspires each one that works alongside him.” 

― Pastor Adelaja Sunday

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A gorgeous Sunday morning. It was also First Communion Sunday, with children making their first Communion at all Masses. The girls were all dressed in white, some with lovely veils, all looking like little angels. The boys were all dapper in dark suits and ties. (Not the greatest photos with children in motion.)


The Gospel today was the story of the shepherd leading his flock, and they recognize his voice and follow…

But whoever enters through the gate is the shepherd of the sheep.The gatekeeper opens it for him, and the sheep hear his voice, as the shepherd calls his own sheep by name and leads them out.When he has driven out all his own, he walks ahead of them, and the sheep follow him, because they recognize his voice. But they will not follow a stranger; they will run away from him, “because they do not recognize the voice of strangers.”

My take on it…we need to recognize the voice of our own shepherd and follow, and not be distracted or follow strangers or those who would lead us astray. They do not have our best interest at heart. 

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Now, the other stuff, I stopped for coffee/tea at McDonald’s with Mr. Jerry after Mass, as we do almost every Sunday. Before we left, I noticed a lady sitting by the window, eating breakfast all alone. I said goodbye to Mr. Jerry then stopped by the solitary diner and asked if I could join her. She invited me to sit down.


This is my new friend, Lynn. We talked for about an hour about friends, family, McKinney, and life in general. We had a lot of things in common. She said she sometimes has breakfast at Snug on Sunday, so I said we’ll have to meet on the square one Sunday. I gave her my card with my name and email, and asked her to friend me on Facebook. I hope she doesn’t forget or doesn’t lose my card. (Or doesn’t think I’m a nut) You can never have too many friends…and…you can never have too many friends name Lynn. I happen to have about twenty if not more friends named Lynn, Lynne, Lin. All lovely ladies and good friends. 

Friday:) Friends, Feathers, and Freshly Picked Lettuce

22 Apr

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.~Emily Dickinson
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Now that I’m back home, I’m back to my usual running around. I was doggie sitting, walking my usual route, and catching up with chores around the house. Last night, I met some new friends at Panera, joining a new writing group. They are children’s and young adult writers and illustrators. New group, new beginnings and challenges for me. 

Right from the writing group, I went over to the Lone Star VFW Hall, where another group of friends was meeting for karaoke night. I just walked in the place when Danny, the DJ said, “Toni, you’re up next. What ya singin’?” I said,” Bob and I will do our duet. Let’s Give them something to talk about.” The rest of the night, there was a lot more singing, dancing and laughing by all. A little drinking too, but my drink of choice was Diet Coke. (No drinkin’ and drivin’) Fun fun, night with friends.


Today, I did more morning walking, visited and with my friends Sandy and Larry. When I saw them working in their garage, it was a good time to take a break for us both. They missed me, being somewhat of a daily walking institution and visitor. They invited be to see their latest projects and the progress in their garden.


After a nice visit, I was sent home with a bag of freshly picked lettuce. I may have to stop by more often. The tomatoes will be ready in a few weeks.


Another fun find this week was a beautiful handpainted rock with feathers that I found by my front door when I came back from my Chicago trip. (Hmmm… lots of alliteration.) Perhaps the Fun Feather Fairy left it there to welcome me home? Thank you!


Good to be home…miss my family and friends, though.