Thursday, June 23, 2011
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
Monday, June 20, 2011
RIBBONS
Thursday, June 16, 2011
LITTLE BITS OF HAPPINESS
Monday, June 13, 2011
My Dear Blogettes,
Well, I have been sick, Sally has been sick and is still sick. I clorox the doorknob every time she comes through the house. So now we get to Monday and I decided to wash all my outside windows. I've never in my life washed outside windows, but was determined. I did make a deal with myself that I would only do one side a day. As I begin on the backside I realized the walls were dirty and so I ended up washing the whole backside of the house. But I only did the windows on that side. Hence the picture. This is the view from my bedroom and I think it is looking pretty shiny. Yeah me! Now, I am suppose to be painting wonderful things for FOURTH OF JULY but, but, but, I have no excuses except for the dirty windows. I do have a thought or two in my head and a little bit down on paper SO it's a start. See you in the funny papers.
Well, I have been sick, Sally has been sick and is still sick. I clorox the doorknob every time she comes through the house. So now we get to Monday and I decided to wash all my outside windows. I've never in my life washed outside windows, but was determined. I did make a deal with myself that I would only do one side a day. As I begin on the backside I realized the walls were dirty and so I ended up washing the whole backside of the house. But I only did the windows on that side. Hence the picture. This is the view from my bedroom and I think it is looking pretty shiny. Yeah me! Now, I am suppose to be painting wonderful things for FOURTH OF JULY but, but, but, I have no excuses except for the dirty windows. I do have a thought or two in my head and a little bit down on paper SO it's a start. See you in the funny papers.
Friday, June 10, 2011
HANDS OUT
The blogosphere has been down and that's my excuse for not writing. But I do have something relative on my mind.
I'm sure you have seen, T.V., the woman from Libya screaming her head off after being raped, beaten, and ostracized by the thugs in her country. She just will not shut up, how brave is that? Over the top brave, and yes she has finally been sent to Romania and probably will get to America. That brings me to the United States of America and our problem. I feel we need to all put our HANDS OUT to our sister women. We all know someone who has been abused, mentally or physically or both. Abuse is abuse and there is no difference between the two forms. When you have heard or know of someone this has happened to what have you done? Have you put your HANDS OUT to help? This does not mean it has to be monetary. These abused women need someone they can trust. Their abuser has more than likely isolated them from family and friends. They live in fear every single moment of the day and night. They cannot speak freely in their homes because they know the wrong move or word and the abuser will start THE RANT. These women will make plans to leave but at the last minute just can't make the BIG ESCAPE. It has to be their time and each one is different. It doesn't matter just be there with your HANDS OUT.
The Libyan woman got out with the help of friends from all over the world. If you hear your friend screaming, listen carefully for it is silent, put your HANDS OUT and let her know you are there! For heaven sake WE ARE SISTER WOMEN OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
MR. & MRS. TOAD
The funniest thing I have seen in a very long time and it came from nature. You have to look really close to see there are two toads poking up from the dirt. I was setting out the sprinkler and out of the corner of my eye I saw something move. I saw Mr. Toad first and then I saw this flower moving and underneath was Mrs. Toad. It is setting right on the top of her head like a little fascinater. I think she must have gotten wind of the new hat craze in England. Is this not the cutest thing you have ever seen? They stayed in this position for about 15minutes. Finally Mr. Toad got tired and went back to bed, but Mrs. Toad stayed. She knew it was her moment in the sun. A picture worth a thousand words!
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