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Wednesday:) Words of Wisdom From My Fabulous Facebook Friends 🤗

17 Aug

“If you’re dumb, surround yourself with smart people. If you’re smart, surround yourself with smart people who disagree with you.”

Aaron Sorkin


Inspiration comes in many shapes and forms and from many different sources. I spend way too much time on Facebook. But, I do find many inspirational quotes from friends that I like to save and share.

Some inspirational words of wisdom…

Some days you’ll move mountains in your dreams and stay in bed all day.
Old Abe had it right. “A house divided….”
Do you see a 9 or a 6? It depends on your view. Sometimes you have to look from the other side.

I hope you’re having a wonderful Wednesday! Keep on keepin’ on. 🤗

Tuesday:) Toni’s Trip to Love Field

17 Aug

“I would love to travel if it wasn’t for all the preparations, packing, traffic, airports, security, waiting, crowds, delays, etc. Besides that, travel would be fun.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


There is nothing about Love Field that I love. They should call it Hate Field.Well, it’s not really that bad, but it ain’t great. That’s what I like about Star Trek. I would just love to say, “Beam me up, Scottie.” That’s the way to travel.

My friend Helene was coming back from her two week visit with family in Maine. I drove her to the airport, but she had her GPS cranking away and guiding me with tricky turns and ramps. I am a self-proclaimed directionally impaired driver. I’m pretty good within a 5 mile radius, but if I haven’t been there 27 times before, I still use GPS in those 5 miles. Oh, if it’s dark, even worse. I could pass up my own street. I’ve done that. 🤦‍♀️

A couple of different times before, my GPS guided me to some weird low rent scary district behind the airport, and said “You have arrived.” So today, I asked Sid if he wouldn’t mind driving to the airport. Saved! It worked out great because he got there in less than 40 minutes, and while he parked by the curb, I ran inside and waited for Helene and helped her with two big heavy bags.

Welcome home!

On the way home, we stopped at Rosa’s Cafe and Tortilla Factory for lunch. It was Taco Tuesday! Gotta have tacos.

Thanks for an awesome lunch, Sid.

The tortillas are freshly made while you order. And… they give you extra tortillas on the side, so warm and delicious. Oh no! It’s right down the street from Helene’s new apartment. I have a feeling this will be our new Taco Tuesday. 🤦‍♀️

On my way home, I stopped at Sprouts to stock up on more nuts and such for my trail mix that I make and always keep handy on the counter.

“Sometimes you feel like a nut…”
Mmm! Dark chocolate covered almonds on sale. $4.99 a pound. Can’t beat that. Now, to add to my mixture.

A wonderful day called for a long afternoon nap. After that big lunch and eating like a polar bear getting ready for a long winter’s hibernation, a nap was perfect. It’s nice being old, retired, single, nothin’ I have to do. I can nap any time I want. Life is good! 🤗

Montage Monday:) A Week In A Peek

16 Aug

“If it gets any hotter here in Texas, everyone will be barbecuing outside, without a barbecue grill. Just flip those steaks on the wrought iron patio table.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Well, it’s been hotter than H-E- double hockey sticks here again this week, with no end in sight. Today, I was driving home from the dentist and my car temperature said 103°. We did have three drops of rain last Wednesday, but that was like spitting in the Grand Canyon. It’s been crazy. 🤦‍♀️

That being said, got my complaining out of the way, I’ve had a great week filled with blessings and great friends.

A week in a blessed Peek…

I hope y’all have a great week. (Notice the y’all? I’m from Chicago. I just write y’all to be funny. Youse guys probaly seen that comin’.) 🤦‍♀️

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

14 Aug

“A house divided against itself cannot stand.”

~Abraham Lincoln


A very lovely Sunday morning, of course, until the heat kicked in. But, that’s why God created air conditioning. Well, He got a little help from Willis Carrier, “The Father of Air conditioning.”

I arrived at St. Gabriel early with plenty of time to run over to greet the ladies on the Chateau bus. I was busy opening the huge heavy metal door this morning. It was a little more crowded with families, as it was also a day for “blessing the backpacks,” and all the students heading back to school. I wondered why so many children came to Mass with backpacks. When you don’t have young kids, you get out of the loop.

Today’s Gospel was a bit confusing, with Jesus saying He had come to set the earth on fire, and there would be division in families…


Lk 12:49-53Jesus said to his disciples:
“I have come to set the earth on fire,
and how I wish it were already blazing!
There is a baptism with which I must be baptized,
and how great is my anguish until it is accomplished!
Do you think that I have come to establish peace on the earth?
No, I tell you, but rather division.
From now on a household of five will be divided,
three against two and two against three;
a father will be divided against his son
and a son against his father,
a mother against her daughter
and a daughter against her mother,
a mother-in-law against her daughter-in-law
and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law.”

My take on it… I’ll admit, I had to read a few reflections to better understand. What I finally decided is that Jesus came to earth, not to force people to follow His way, but to guide and show the way to redemption and heaven, for which He gave up His life. Families would be divided because not everyone chooses good over evil or kindness over cruelty or love over hatred. Again, there’s that free will thing.

Now, more so than I’ve ever seen in my lifetime, in our own country, I see that “A house divided against itself cannot stand.” Sad.

After Mass, I stopped at McD with Miss Joyce. Everyone was either on vacation or had other plans. we had a nice visit.

Miss Joyce is so sweet. When I told her how I always love seeing what beautiful outfit she was going to wear to church, she said that she was old school. She grew up with the teachings that you always wear your nicest clothes to church, thus, your Sunday best.” Pearls? I have pearls. Why don’t I wear my pearls?

Maria and Marta at McDonald’s are always smiling and gracious. I appreciate that they don’t laugh at my poor Spanish when I say, “Muchisimas gracias!” They reply with a kind retort, but sometimes it’s so fast, I can’t make it out. I’m pretty sure it’s nice.

After McD, a quick stop at Tom Thumb. Remember? Bananas were on sale.

The rest of my day… nada, not much, just lazy. Life is good. Happy Sunday!

Friday:) Friends, Neighbors, Furry Four-legged Friends and My Firemen

13 Aug

“My Friends always put up with my quirkiness, bad jokes, and off key singing. Is it my charming personality or my delicious brownies? Hmm? I wonder?”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Friday is usually a fun day for me, but today, even more so. I met my old friend Zelda for lunch. I scurried out of the house so quickly today that I forgot my phone was still on the kitchen counter being charged. When I got to Olive Garden and looked for my phone, oh no! I felt naked, vulnerable, and afraid. No phone! How will I survive for two or three hours?

Because I had no phone for my mandatory selfie, I grabbed this picture of Zelda from a few months back. So, no photos of my eggplant parmigiana, or my salad, or our very attentive waiter named Scott. (Lucky you.) we had a nice two, maybe three hour lunch.

On the way home, I stopped at the Dollar Tree to look for some possible fall craft project ideas.

I ran into another old friend, Miss Erma.

I didn’t have my phone, so we used hers for our selfie. I ended up with a cartload of Stuff. I was all out of those disposable aluminum pans with plastic dome lids for my many cooking and baking giveaways. I was all out.

When I got home, I put together some containers for dispersing some bad-ass brownies and lemon cheesecake cookies.

Some for my neighbors Nextdoor whose very nice son came and changed out a couple of my very high kitchen pot lights last week.
Some treats for my other Nextdoor neighbor, Elke. We always sit and visit a while. (I didn’t forget Kathy across the street. She got some yesterday)
Then, we mustn’t forget my friends, the firefighters over at Station 9. It was so funny, after I dropped off the treats to the firehouse, I was getting into my car when a beautiful monarch butterfly fluttered right by my face. I smiled. (Good luck)

When I got home, my four-legged furry friends ran across the street, meowing and scurrying to greet me. I don’t give them brownies or treats. They are more than happy to meow and enjoy a belly rub or a little ear scratching. Then, they lay in the dry dirt, formerly known as the grass, in front of my house, or sit on my front windowsill.

Another fun Friday with friends. Feeling Blessed.

Wednesday:)What’s Happenin’ In My Wacky World?

11 Aug

“Do anything, but let it produce joy.”

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

(Words to live by, Walt. Thanks)


I woke up early again today, deciding I was going to roll over, take the day off and not walk. My knee was acting up, I didn’t go to bed til after 1am, and I was tired. All good excuses, right?

I have this imaginary Angel/Devil on my shoulders argument thing going on in my head all the time. The Devil on my left shoulder says things like, “Don’t walk, stay in bed, or eat those brownies, or you don’t have to go to church today. 👿 Then, the Angel on my right shoulder says, “It’s a beautiful day, go enjoy the birds and get some exercise, drink more water, have a smoothie for breakfast, and I’ll see you at church on Sunday.” 😇

I’ll confess, the Angel doesn’t always win, especially the eating brownies part. But, she’s usually right, so I got up and went for a nice walk before it got too hot. I got in two miles. (Thank you Angel.)

Me and my shadow.

Today, I was really looking forward to our Words With Friends writing group over at The MillHouse at 1pm. Melissa Cantu is such a talented and inspirational facilitator/host. I am ever so grateful that she started this group.

Thank you, Melissa! 🤗
Our guest speaker today was Rachel Francis (second from left) who conducted a thought provoking poetry workshop. A beautiful group of talented ladies, all bringing their own unique and wonderful ideas and insights to each meeting.

I tend to bring the comic relief, with my weird sense of humor and outbursts of silliness. I read to them my Country Western Poem/Song that just needs a catchy tune and fabulous country singer to make it fly off the charts. It’s called, “I’ll Just Have Another Beer.” I’m thinkin’ Garth Brooks or Blake Shelton should sing it. It’s about this guy, and his girl left him and stole his truck and his dog. Typical country song, but funny. I read it with a thick southern twang. 🤦‍♀️

Now, saving the best for last. Remember how I’ve been praying and doing my best Navajo rain dances. Well, this afternoon, I heard big thunder booms. The sky got dark, but no rain. Friends were posting on Facebook that it was pouring rain by them, just a few miles away on the other side of town. But, no rain here. So, I went outside, lifted my hands to the sky and chanted my best rain chant. Finally, a nice little down pour. (You’re Welcome!)

It only lasted about 5 minutes, but I’ll take what I can get. (Maybe someone up there didn’t care for all my singing and dancing.) I should have stuck to show tunes like, “Singing in the Rain.”

Monday:) McKinney Creative Community

9 Aug

“Create with the heart; build with the mind.” – Criss Jami


McKinney Creative Community meets on the second Monday of each month over at The MillHouse on the east side of McKinney. The old refurbished warehouse has been revamped into a stunning artist coop and makers space. MCC has been meeting for many years and at many different locations throughout the years, but The MillHouse has to be, hands down, the most spacious and beautiful space that we have ever had the privilege to use.

The meeting is a potluck social of networking, and informational sharing of local creative minds. In other words, an excuse for creative people to meet, greet, share, and learn more about the arts. We have artists, writers, dancers, potters, musicians, etc. You name it, if it’s creative, it is represented.

After our potluck socializing, and meet and greet, our guest speaker was a very knowledgeable and informative attorney who specializes in Intellectual Property, Business Law, Non-profit, and Benefit Corporation Law.

Ms. Goodson was an amazing speaker. There was so much information offered that my brain was exploding. Like any other professional occupation, I didn’t realize all the laws and liabilities that creative occupations entailed, like contracts, intellectual property, patents, copyrights, LLCs, registrations, trademarks, logos, branding, confidentiality provisions and more. Yikes!

Well, that settles that. No way I can be a prolific professional artist. Too much paperwork and mind boggling red tape.

Everyone had a good time and we all learned a lot. Thank you Sammetrial Goodson for your presentation, and thank you Andrea Holmes and Tom Michero and Silky Hart Michero for hosting this awesome event.

Great evening over at The MillHouse!

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

8 Aug

“The best way to make new friends is just smile. The rest just falls into place.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Yikes, another hot day. Crazy! No end in sight. It was SO hot today… How hot was it, Miss Toni? It was SO hot that when the deacon mentioned the intentions to pray for, one was for rain and relief from the heat. “Lord, hear our prayer.” 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

I arrived at church nice and early and chatted with friends before greeting at the door. I ran down the hall and caught the ladies getting off the Chateau bus. I asked Miss Marilyn if she would save me a seat, as both Helene and Jerry are on vacation, and I don’t get in until after Mass starts.

Today, the parishioners were especially cheerful, with big smiles and a few hugs. I greeted Miss Barbara with a hug, and the lady behind her, who I didn’t know asked, “Oh, are we giving out hugs today?” I replied with a smile and a hug. I hold open the huge heavy metal door for folks, keeping the door closed when there is a brief lull. We don’t want to waste all that air conditioning. I even received a sweet compliment this morning. One lady said, “You have such a beautiful smile!” Aw! Made my day.

Today’s Gospel was the story Jesus told the disciples about the master returning from a wedding, and if the servants were prepared and vigilant, they would be rewarded by being served by the master at his own table…

“Gird your loins and light your lamps
and be like servants who await their master’s return from a wedding,
ready to open immediately when he comes and knocks.
Blessed are those servants
whom the master finds vigilant on his arrival.
Amen, I say to you, he will gird himself,
have them recline at table, and proceed to wait on them.
And should he come in the second or third watch
and find them prepared in this way,
blessed are those servants.
Be sure of this:
if the master of the house had known the hour
when the thief was coming,
he would not have let his house be broken into.
You also must be prepared, for at an hour you do not expect,
the Son of Man will come.”


My take on it…. I guess we always have to be prepared for our last day or judgment day. No one knows the exact day or time that will be our last, do we? If you live a good life, you will always be prepared.

Then, we had another baptism and welcomed Callahan John to our Catholic community.

After Mass, a few friends stopped for coffee at McD. Barbara, Joyce, me, Rich and Judy. Oh my goodness! We shared stories and laughed and giggled so loud. At one point I thought the management might come out and reprimand the old folks at table one.

I walked over to Tom Thumb to get a few sale items. I always look to see if Miss Suzy is working and I go to her check out line. I was in a silly mood, so I asked her to pose for a photo op. She was feeling silly too.

The adorable Miss Suzy. Cute!

On my way out, I saw Mr. Alex, who works in the floral department. He and his wife are artist friends. So, he had to show me a couple hundred pictures of his new grand baby.

Very proud grandpa Alex. I was tempted to show him a few hundred of my granddaughters’ photos, but then I’d never get out of there and he’d get in trouble.

Also, when I was getting ready to leave, I received a smile and a wave from a young man that I didn’t recognize. He said, “I know you from St. Gabriel. I see you every Sunday greeting at the door, even years ago at the old church.” He introduced himself, and we shook hands. We chatted a few minutes about how much we both love St. Gabriel. He said that he taught vacation Bible school and CCD for many years, but as his kids got older, he stopped. He missed it.

This is Gilbert. Another new friend, another smile. So many smiles today.

The rest of my Sunday was lazy, lazy, lazy. A nice FaceTime call with the granddaughters after dinner. Now, if my California boy calls me tonight, my day will be just perfect.

Happy Sunday, my friends. I hope you are smiling. And, oh yes, join me in praying for some much needed rain here in Texas. 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 Every little bit helps. Thank you.

Saturday:) Stories Should Be Shared

7 Aug

“When we share our stories, what it does is, it opens up our hearts for other people to share their stories. And it gives us the sense that we are not alone on this journey.”
~Janine Shepherd


I mentioned yesterday that I met a lovely elderly lady over by the pond. She shared some stories about family and friends. She sat in her wheel chair under a shady tree and told me some interesting stories about a distant relative named Colonel Charles Goodnight, famous in West Texas.

Look at Miss Thelma’s cute smile.

One of the interesting and heartwarming stories Miss Thelma told me was about the day Colonel Goodnight was walking around in the town named after him, when he saw three young boys, the youngest just a toddler. The Colonel never had children of his own, but he loved them. He asked jokingly of the eldest of the three young boys, “How much would you sell me your baby brother for?” The boy contemplated and replied, “There’s a tricycle in the window of the general store. I sure would like a tricycle and you could have my baby brother for a new tricycle.”

The Colonel just laughed and patted the young boy on the head. The next morning, two brand new tricycles were delivered to the family with a note from the Colonel saying, “Best regards, Colonel Goodnight, and you can keep your baby brother.”

Miss Thelma smiled from ear to ear, telling her stories. She said the Colonel was kind and generous to all. When the Indians came and stole his cattle because they were starving, he personally went to the chief and offered to send food and provisions to the tribe if they promised not to steal anymore cattle. Not surprisingly, when other ranches and farms were raided by the Indians, the Colonel’s Ranch was spared.

I enjoyed visiting with Miss Thelma and her son Phillip, listening to the old stories. They say that everyone has a story. This is so true. We just need to stop for a moment and listen. I was so intrigued when I got home, I looked up the Colonel. Indeed, a very interesting man.

It would be wonderful if more stories like these were told and shared and recorded for posterity. So much interesting history will be lost otherwise. If you have some elderly family members and friends, sit down and ask them to share some stories. Record them, write them down, and please, share them with the world.

MORE INFORMATION ON COLONEL CHARLES GOODNIGHT. Maybe TMI, but in case you are interested in more information.


The American cattleman Charles Goodnight (1836-1929) opened a series of cattle trails from Texas to New Mexico, Colorado, Wyoming, and Kansas.

Charles Goodnight was born in Macoupin County, Ill. His father soon died, his mother remarried, and the family moved to Milam County, Tex. At the age of 16 Goodnight was hauling freight with oxteams; at 20 he entered the cattle business with a partner and moved to the frontier in northwestern Texas. In an attempt to protect the range from Indian raids, he joined a group known as the Minute Men of Texas. When the Civil War broke out, this body became the Frontier Regiment of the Texas Rangers. Goodnight participated in many Indian fights and earned a distinctive reputation as a guide and scout.

In 1866 Goodnight located a ranch in New Mexico and with a partner, Oliver Loving, established the Goodnight-Loving Trail, driving a cattle herd from Texas to New Mexico. In subsequent years Goodnight blazed other trails into Wyoming and Colorado. In 1868 he established the Apishapa Ranch in Colorado and in 1870 moved to a property north of Pueblo.

Goodnight went to Kentucky and married Mary Ann Dyer, and they developed their Colorado land. With others Goodnight established the Stock Growers Bank in Pueblo. During the panic of 1873, in an attempt to market cattle for needed funds, he opened the New Goodnight Trail to Granada, Colo.

In 1876 Goodnight drove 1,600 head from the overstocked New Mexico ranges to the Texas Panhandle. To obtain capital, he formed a partnership with John George Adair, establishing the JA Ranch, which eventually included nearly 1 million acres of land and 100,000 head of cattle. In 1877 Goodnight opened a trail from this ranch to the railhead at Dodge City, Kans. He also developed a fine herd by introducing Shorthorn and Hereford stock for breeding. He preserved the buffalo of the range and produced a new breed of stock, the cattalo, by crossing buffalo with Polled Angus cattle.

Goodnight stood for law and order and regulating Native American activities. Between 1868 and 1871 he organized Colorado stockraisers into an association, and in 1880 he prompted the establishment of the Panhandle Stock Association to check organized lawlessness. He provided beeves for the hungry Kiowas and Comanches and mediated between these tribes and the U.S. Army.

Goodnight was interested in education and, with his wife, founded Goodnight College in Texas. At his death he was considered “an almost perfect illustration of the cattleman.”


Friday Friends:) Two Legged and Four Legged

6 Aug

“You can never have too many friends, two legged or four legged kind.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


Still hotter than …you know what… here in Texas. I went for an early morning walk, it was already nearly 90°. I had made a couple of loops around the pond and was going to take a short break on my usual bench under the shady tree, but some people were sitting there. Oh no! I kept walking and rested on a lumpy stone partition, then continued. I decided to walk a little more and say hello to the people sitting by MY bench.

This is Miss Thelma sat in the shade in her wheel chair. We never met before, but had a nice long conversation, Maybe a more detailed story tomorrow. Her son Phillip didn’t want to be in the photo, but they had some great stories to share,
When I got home, the second I walked in and closed the door, I heard a loud meowing sound, Sammi, from across the street wanted me to come out and play. So, I sat on the bench and spent time with my little four legged friend.
A nice refreshing smoothly made the steamy morning a little more pleasant.
I made some pasta and took a container over to Miss Kathy across the street. Sammi and Juno belong to her, so they said hello again. I found a lucky penny in her driveway while dropping off the pasta. I have great friends.

Another day with my Tony Robbins webinar, Day 4. I’m getting so smart with all this learning.

Then, a lovely evening with Sid. It’s been a fabulous Friday with new, old, and four legged friends.