Blanket Apology

To the lady waiting impatiently behind me in the checkout line at Zellers:your loud sighs were heard and I apologize for making your wait longer but I needed to pick up all my change and credit cards I had flung across the floor. Your staying out of my way and allowing me to pick up all my change alone was much appreciated. this lack of empathy was only upped by the gentleman who stepped over the 24 bottles of water I had set free while trying to open my car door. Thank you for kicking the bottles out of your way. I would have felt terrible had you tripped over them. Last but not least my apologies to the neighbor who gazed awestruck as I exited my car through the obstacle course that is our garage much like a snake exterminator navigating tall grass. Your concern for my well being was appreciated. The vision of a sweat soaked, red faced,package laden woman I'm sure was a shocking sight and my response of fantastic was perhaps perceived as less than neighborly. Cranky, frustrated and sweating no longer, I have showered, eaten and embibed. Tomorrow will be better.

 Across the room stood the blond, muscular Adonis I have adored for all these years. Still the beautifull body, the agile intellect, the romantic soul I married many years ago. Come here, he said, in his deep manly voice; his piercing blue eyes promicing me an ecstacy I have only fantasized about.With barely a flick of his powerfull deep veined forearm he thrust toward me the aromatic pizza box. He breathed in deeply, closing his eyes, emotionally overwhelmed, unable to speak the words of adoration caught in his throat. Words were not needed. Was it but a dream, I wondered wistfully, drifting off to sleep. I choose to think not. Sleep deprivation dream. Could not sleep again last night.....and went to bed hungry....could have it's perks???

A girl gets a bike

 She probably walked passed it in the garage for 3 weeks and never saw it. It is the brightest yellow.

 She was so surprised. Then said "see ya", and was off down the lane, giggling the whole time.

Her bike partner(dad) was waiting anxiously. She had left him behind. Will she return and invite him along? Of course she will, plus she needs to change into coordinating flowered dress, shoes and bag. She feels this is a "dress" bike and it must be ridden leisurely in case photo ops happen. She needs a hat, carries an umbrella in the bikes perfect vintage wicker basket and has purchased matching bike lock and helmet. She's a gem alright.....girl not bike. The bike's pretty cute too.

Style

Style,is as is beauty in the eye of the beholder.To one it is the allure of the cooling comfort of the Tube Dress. Either in a short style or the maxi length the Tube or as I like to call it...Bubble dress is an immediate choice whilst lying out in ones hammock, enjoying a bit of rays. Neighbors and red faced family spend much time gazing upward, when in it's presence.Fashion,as in Style can be expressed in a multitude of imaginative ways. Wether it's hair arranged in spiked, colored glory or a smoother Do completely covering eyes, fashion can go high or low. I observed low on my recent sojourn to the east where the fashion choice for foot wear apparently is the Red Suede Shoe....Elvis in his Menapausal stage perhaps. Regardless of your bent,Tube Dress,peekaboo hair, colorfull shoes or bright yellow transportation, your interpretation of fashion or style makes us all smile. kudo's to you.

This is Lola she needs a bath

She is a Rototiller Terrier, loves to dig. 

 She is paid in fun and is loved for her smile .

What I have learned

Simple...always have hope.The body, especially the brain is an amazing self righting organism.Youth is always on your side in the healing game.Crankiness can be a powerfull tool in motivation especially if Coma is involved.True,loving friends step forward regardless of the grief and pain they are throwing themselves into.When in life and death struggles the place you want to be is in a good research/teaching hospital.Doctors are not always right with prognosis. Hope and faith are everything when you are a helpless parent looking down at your sick child.Love can build a bridge. Welcome back Amanda.

life is for the strong of spirit

This morning hug your children tightly, tell them you love them more than sunshine and bless the health they have been given. A long night spent waiting to hear good news about a friends beautiful girl taken suddenly scarily, seriously ill.What I believe, where there is a breath of life there is always hope.