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Wednesday:) When A Wagging Tail Follows You Home

14 Jun

“A dog has one aim in life… to bestow his heart.”

J.R. Ackerley


I walked Bella this morning, then headed out for my hot steamy solo walk. I’ve been zigging and zagging the neighborhood, and going across the street to the older section with the taller more mature trees, because they offer more shade. It was already HOT before 9am.

When I rounded a corner, I saw a young boy petting and talking to a really cute dog. I said good morning to the mother trying to get in her car. She asked if that was my dog, as they were trying to leave, but the stray dog kept trying to jump into her car. I continued my walk, and the cute dog started following me.

I saw a few neighbors outside and asked if they recognized the dog. No one did, but several said they saw her coming from that way, as they pointed. So, I walked that way. When the dog ran towards a house around the corner, I rang the bell, thinking that was her home. Nope. Finally, after a few more steamy blocks, I decided to have her follow me home. We were both hot and thirsty and hungry, and my back yard afforded some shelter and shade.

She was very accommodating, scooting right into the back gate. I got her a big bowl of ice water and gave her some of Bella’s food. Bella, who normally growls and doesn’t play well with strange dogs or people, enjoyed her company.

I posted a picture and info on the lost dog on the neighborhood Nextdoor app, and also on Facebook. A neighbor recognized the dog and sent the owners over. It was a happy reunion.

The boy was very appreciative and thankful. I forgot to ask the doggie’s name, but they just live one block down if she ever gets out again. She’s a digger, and I have a big hole under my gate to prove it.

All’s well that ends well. A happy “TAIL” with a happy ending.

Sunday Sermon and Graduation Celebration Times 3

11 Jun

“A house divided against itself cannot stand.” I believe this government cannot endure, permanently half slave and half free. I do not expect the Union to be dissolved—I do not expect the house to fall—but I do expect it will cease to be divided.

~ Abraham Lincoln


Another steamy Sunday, but it’s always cool and comfortable inside the sanctuary of St. Gabriel’s. Today’s Gospel was according to Mark. Jesus was with his disciples and relatives and scribes gathered accusing him of being possessed and driven by demons. His reply was in parables. Some of the rhetoric might sound familiar.

“How can Satan drive out Satan?

If a kingdom is divided against itself,

that kingdom cannot stand.

And if a house is divided against itself,

that house will not be able to stand.

And if Satan has risen up against himself

and is divided, he cannot stand;

that is the end of him.”

My take on it… Let’s work together here, people!!!! Our country cannot flourish and prosper if we are divided. Our homes and families cannot flourish and prosper if we are divided. So, don’t let Satan into your heart, your families, or your country. Evil will try to divide us. Sometimes you have to remove, expel, just kick out the old damn devil. He can’t flourish where he’s not welcome.


On a brighter note…🎼…, this afternoon, my friend Linda Grossman (World’s Greatest Realtor) and I went to a graduation party. This was a very special event. My little next door neighbors are all grown up now. The triplets were only five when I moved to McKinney, and now they graduated from high school. All off to different schools in different states. I have such fond memories of watching them grow up, playing games, having tea parties, throwing the football, doing crafts, and watching “Dinosaurs.” (Anyone remember that show? So funny. The baby called his father…”Not the Mamma.”)

But, my absolute favorite memory is of me and little Rebekah baking brownies pretty much every week. When she was 5 and 6 and 7, I would tie an apron around her tiny frame, and she would stand on the step stool while I cracked the eggs and she did all the rest of the brownie preparation, including licking the spoon and bowl. We would sit and chat and nibble on chocolate chips while we patiently waited for the brownies to bake. We did that for many years until I moved away in 2014. I miss those days.

I’d like to think that maybe a few years down the line, Rebekah will bring her little girl over to Miss Toni’s for a tea party and to bake some brownies.

Today, I baked a batch of brownies for my little chocolate buddy. There was a lot of chocolate at the party, including a chocolate fountain.

Here are my little neighbors all grown up. Mom and Dad are very proud of these three amazing young adults.

John (Dad), Rebekah, Joseph, Jacob, Mom (Margaret) Thank you for sharing your beautiful family with me. Love you guys!

Saturday:) Sometimes You Need To Call A Friend

25 Jun

We are all here on earth to help others; what on earth the others are here for I don’t know. 

~W. H. Auden*************

Sometimes you need to call a friend…with power tools….not afraid of ladders and electricity ….and will crawl in your steamy attic when it’s 100 degrees outside. Now, that’s a friend.

My neighbor and good friend, Mr. Mike, (yes, I call him Mr. Mike) was kind enough to install that new RING DOORBELL security system in my house a few months ago. I have the greatest neighbors and friends. I doggie sit for Mr. Mike when he has to travel, and sometimes I’ll pick up some groceries for him if I’m at the store. If I’m out walking, I’ll stop by and take Bella for a walk around the pond. Whenever I need something or have a problem around the house, I just call Mr. Mike and he’s on the computer researching or at my house with his tools.

While I was in Chicago a couple of weeks ago, for some reason, the RING system stopped working. When I told Mr. Mike about it when I got home, he came right over with his power tools and a flashlight. Yesterday was a very hot day, well over 100 with the heat index, and even Mr. Mike couldn’t figure out what was wrong with the doorbell. It wasn’t getting power. He crawled up in the attic, which was more like an Easy Bake Oven up there. After taking everything apart, removing devices, and spending over an hour testing and sweating,  he went home to investigate possibilities on his computer. 

After ordering a part on next day Amazon and stopping at the hardware store for a new doorbell unit, Mr. Mike came over today and climbed back up into the attic, installed a new transformer, reattached the RING system at the door, changed out the old doorbell system that was broken, and VOILA, I was back up and running.

OK, don’t tell him I was taking pictures of his handy work. (I did ask if his last will and testament was up to date when he was joining the live wires.)

The RING system is pretty cool. It takes pictures of people and motion near your door, even at night. It notifies you on your cell phone or computer, even if you are away. It takes great pictures, doesn’t it? “Hi, Mr, Mike!” (Don’t tell)

The point of the story is, I have the greatest neighbors. I’ve always been blessed with great neighbors who have become good friends. 

Thank you, Mr. Mike. I owe you A LOT of doggie sitting and frozen pizzas. Lots!

Friday Friends, Brownies and Beer

25 Mar

“Good neighbors always spy on you to make sure you are doing well.” ― Pawan Mishra


If you didn’t read my post from yesterday, my back fence was falling apart, flapping around from the strong winds. I tired to brace it up with a chair and a few rusty wrong sized nails. Didn’t work.

All night, I heard the squeak, creak of the wobbly section of fence. When I woke, I heard the rain and wind, fearing that my fence would be laying flat on the grass. Fortunately, it was still standing, but resting against the chair. The rain finally stopped and the sun came out around 1. I decided to go for my walk and hopefully run into Mr. Larry. 

I passed the garage, but it wasn’t open. Oh no! I walked slowly past the front of the house and I saw Mr. Larry by the front window. I waved and suddenly the garage door opened. I said it was to early for a beer as he reach for the fridge door. “It’s 5 o’clock somewhere, I know, but I have a handyman question,” I sputtered as I plopped in my chair.

Ms. Sandy came out just in time to hear my falling fence story. They both offered to come over and take a look at the problem. I’ve got the greatest neighbors! 

The doorbell rang about twenty minutes later, Mr. Larry with his power drill and Ms. Sandy with a box of 2 1/2 in galvanized deck screws. Long story short, they removed my makeshift patch and secured the fence with six screws. It’s a cheap, not that well installed fence, like all the others, but it’s a lot more secure for a while. (I should have taken a picture.)

Neighbors looking out for neighbors. After they left, I started on a batch of brownies to take over later. Of course, I had to make a funny face in the mix. It’s tradition.

I walked over later with some brownies and a beer for me, but the garage was closed. They were eating dinner. I was invited in, but I stayed only a minute, put my beer in the fridge, and said I’d finish my walk and stop over after dinner. 

About an hour later, the garage was open, I grabbed a beer from the fridge, sat and talked with nice neighbors, and all was right with the world once again.

Saturday:) Sitting Around Sipping Some Beer

20 Nov

Someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago. Warren Buffett************

My Saturdays can be crazy busy or crazy lazy. Today was a crazy lazy day. Of course, I still had to get my daily walks in, but that doesn’t count. Then there’s the crazy weather. Just a few days ago it was in the 80’s, and today it was pretty chilly.

I went for a walk around noon. I walked for about half an hour, then all of a sudden, I started feeling queasy. I was about two blocks from home when I seriously thought to myself, “If I have to puke, do I lean over and spew on a neighbor’s lawn or do I try to  make it to the street curb?” Silly, right? Fortunately, I didn’t have to make that decision. I made it home, drank a glass of ice water, and took a short nap. All better! I think it was just running around on an empty stomach. 

Because I had cut my first walk short, I ventured out for another walk before sunset. I managed to get several blocks in before passing the open garage door with Mr. Larry and Miss Sandy sitting, waiting for me. “Well, there she is!” I heard from the garage. I made my way up the drive way, said my hello, then opened the fridge, grabbed a beer, and plopped in the third chair that is always there waiting for me. Their big ol’ dog, Wolf, was happy to see me too. We sat and chatted until almost dark. 

You know what life is all about? It’s not about being rich or driving fancy cars or big expexpensive houses. It’s about friends and family and enjoying the simple things. It’s all about strolling up  your neighbor’s driveway and helping yourself to a beer. It’s about small talk in a cluttered garage, just watching the world go by in slow motion. It’s about people smiling when they see you, and knowing that you can make people smile.

Saturday:) Some Spooky Stuff In The Neighborhood

29 Oct

Everything becomes magnified at night. Sounds travel in a different way, it’s dark, and everything seems far more spooky. 

~Jo Brand


It’s fun living in a diverse neighborhood, all ethnic backgrounds, all religions,  with young families,empty nesters,  singles, and old people like me. When I go for my daily walks, I get to enjoy all the holiday decorations, and occasionally chat with my neighbors.

This morning, I bumped into Mr. Larry and Ms. Sandy. Of course, I was persuaded to sit and visit in the garage a while. It wasn’t even 10am, so I wasn’t offered a beer. I’m sure if I’d asked, it would have been given. About half an hour later, I continued my trek. This time I bumped into Ms, Bernadine and we walk a few blocks together, then back to her house. Her husband Vince was in the driveway. More chatting. When I left and ventured home, Melody and Ben were in their garage working on a project. Had to discuss the latest refurbished furniture.

I think, out of the 2 or more hours I was gone, I probably walked a good forty minutes. The only thing that gets exercised is my chatty mouth.

But, there were some fun houses along my way. Here are just a few. Some spooky, some pretty cute.

OH!!!! WAIT!!!! This was the spookiest scariest thing of all, today. I went out and voted today in the early elections. My polling place was at Collin College. It was Saturday afternoon and not one single person in line in front of me. I went directly to the tableto show   my voter card and ID. Scary. Right?

Sunday Sermon, Pancake Breakfast, Some Silly Stuff

26 Sep

“To obtain wealth beyond measure, seek to make more friends than money.” 

― Richelle E. Goodrich


Finally, a good rain, cooler temps, and Sunday. A good day. 

Today’s Gospel from Luke was the story of the rich man who dined lavishly every day, and the poor man Lazarus, covered in sores who lay at his door. Both died, but Lazarus was taken up to heaven by angels and the rich man suffered in hell. The rich man looked up and asked Abraham for mercy.

Abraham replied,‘My child, remember that you received

what was good during your lifetime 

while Lazarus likewise received what was bad;

but now he is comforted here, whereas you are tormented.


My take on it…You can have all the riches, treasures, and pleasures of the earth, but if you do not share your blessings, if you are not kind and generous to others, if you are dishonest, greedy and selfish, well then, enjoy these few earthly years because that’s all you’re going to get.


After 9 o’clock Mass, the Knights of Columbus hosted a pancake breakfast in the community center. It was a rainy day, but many attended. I sat with some friends and talked with some folks I didn’t know. It was a good morning.

I snuck back in the kitchen and took a picture of the guys hard at work. That’s so nice of them to host this several times a year.

Usually, I stop at the store after church, but I had a hearty breakfast, so I went straight home. It was still drizzling a little most of the day, but Imstill wanted to get out for my walk, so I grabbed my umbrella and went out.

Mr. Larry and Miss Sandy were sitting in their garage, enjoying the welcomed cool afternoon.of course, I was invited to sit and chat. And, seeing that it was almost 5 o’clock somewhere, I was offered a beer, which I graciously accepted. Last time Imsat and had a beer, I staggered home, so this time I only drank half and brought the rest home with me.

Nice folks.

Miss Sandy returned my aluminum pan that I’d brought brownies in last week after her surgery, so I decided to use it as an umbrella. I was a little tipsy, so it sounded like a good idea.

I made it home safely. I don’t drink and drive, but I will walk home three blocks in the rain sipping a Coors. How daring!

Happy Sunday!

Friday:) Friends of a Feather, New and Old

20 Feb

“There’s always a good lesson in meeting new people, its enlarging your circle of friends. And though there are times you don’t match with their likes, there are some whom you just blend well.” ― Solita


My morning started out with kickboxing class. Yikes, it kicked my butt, again. My arms were still sore from assembling those four shelves and moving heavy bins. But, I punched, and kicked, and shuffled, and jabbed for a solid hour, watching the clock, determined to finish without calling 911. Accomplished!

Another beautiful sunny day. I walked around the pond a few times with Bella, my neighbor, Mike’s dog. He was at the office, so sometimes I just pop over and pick her up. Bella, is not too friendly to strangers, but she loves me.

 Later, decided to sit in the sun. It was another tank top kinda day. It’s February…how amazing.?..don’t be jealous.
It started to get cloudy in the early evening, so I grabbed a sweater for my evening walk. Guess what? The clouds sauntered off and the sun burst through again, had to remove the sweater. On my walk, the kids a few blocks down, were playing basketball. An older gentleman in a lawn chair, sitting with his dog, just watching the kids play, gave me a big wave and hello. So, of course, I walked over to chat and introduce myself.

This is Gary and Maggie. Very friendly dog. Gary says that she runs to the window every day at 3:30, and asks to go out to greet the kids getting off the school bus. I made a couple of new friends today.

Miss Claudia lives on the corner. We chatted quite a while about her great-grandchildren, her husband, Willie, and the weather, of course. (Do you notice the theme? I don’t get much walking done.)

Michael and Derek, over at the sales office always have a wave and a hug for me. We talked a little while.

These are friends in my neighborhood, new friends and old friends. And, last but not least, the friendly feathered friends down by the pond. We don’t chat much, but they’re always quacking about something. I just don’t understand  duck talk. 


Tuesday: Today On the Square, In the News

16 Sep

Remember that the happiest people are not those getting more, but those giving more.H. Jackson Brown Jr.


This morning: Zumba, an hour walk, then a text from Kathryn asking for any suggestions for her Channel 5 News interview with Meredith Yeomans about the controversial parking garage proposal for the McKinney square. 

Kathryn Waite lives just a few houses away from the bustling downtown in the historic district of McKinney. I met her last week when she asked for assistance in starting her Facebook page, SOS- Support Our Square.  I was happy to help. 

She invited me to join her and several other neighbors before the interview. I don’t live on the east side or anywhere near the square, but I spend a lot of time there. I love the quaint atmosphere and the wonderful people. It is important to get involved in your community. 

Everyone agrees a parking garage is needed, but the proposed location would be a monstrosity of a 5 level parking garage right as you drive into the square. It would be unsightly, and detract from the charm. Several other proposed sites were rejected even though they would have worked better. ( Sounds fishy to me.)

Kathryn Waite. I just saw the interview on the news. Great job, Kathryn!


Sunday Sermon, Sunshine and Saying “Hello” to Neighbors

26 Jan

“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.”
― Émile Zola
“I believe there’s a calling for all of us. I know that every human being has value and purpose. The real work of our lives is to become aware. And awakened. To answer the call.”
― Oprah Winfrey
I may have used these quotes a while back, but they are oldies but goodies.

Today at Mass, the Gospel was about when Jesus asked, Peter, Andrew, James and John to follow Him. They were fishermen, so He asked them to become “fishers of men.”

In Father Jovita’s homily, he explained that we often feel that we have a calling. We may not know why we are called or that we are competent, but we have to follow our dreams.

My viewpoint is, if we have a passion or a calling, we have to pursue it, explore it, and excel. I’ve always loved art and writing. I dabble in both, but I need to spend more time on my passions. So do you. They are gifts from God.
Gospel MT 4:12-23
As he was walking by the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers,
Simon who is called Peter, and his brother Andrew,
casting a net into the sea; they were fishermen.
He said to them,
“Come after me, and I will make you fishers of men.”
At once they left their nets and followed him.
He walked along from there and saw two other brothers,
James, the son of Zebedee, and his brother John.
They were in a boat, with their father Zebedee, mending their nets.
He called them, and immediately they left their boat and their father
and followed him.
He went around all of Galilee,
teaching in their synagogues, proclaiming the gospel of the kingdom,
and curing every disease and illness among the people.

It was a beautiful afternoon, so yes, it called for a long walk. The sun was shining, but it was pretty windy. I have another passion. It’s called meeting my new neighbors. Now, when I see a neighbor walking, or outside their house, I make an effort to stop, say hello and introduce myself.

Last week, I saw a lady painting a wooden table inside her garage. I stopped by, said “Hi,” and asked about her project. Her name is Melody, and she refinishes wooden furniture and other Items as a part-time hobby. She does beautiful work. You can tell she is passionate about craft.

Today, I saw her working on a couple of different tables, so I stopped and chatted and got to meet her husband. Nice couple.

Hi Melody Terry!

Oh yes, I saved the world from more flat tires. LOOK… Just from today! Where do they all come from? I’m on patrol every day.

Another calling of mine. What’s your calling?

The real work of our lives is to become aware. And awakened. To answer the call.”