Tuesday, May 8, 2012


All of you crafty people out there should drop everything you are doing (Not hard seeing how easily we are distracted)!Okay, now that I have your full attention, get a comfy chair and a drink, because you are about to be busy for several hours. Now go check out Pinterest.com  
If you already know what it is then you are excited. If you don't know what it is here is a 101.
 Pinterest is a website full of images that you can save and organize into different files, or onto different "boards" as they call it. You can also click on the image and it will take you to the original source where it will have either a tutorial on how to make something, a recipe, a piece of advice or a place to purchase an item.  I really do think I found were all of the smart people go to get amazing ideas on home decorating, crafts, recipes, DIY and fashion! 
Like Einstein said, "The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources".


Thursday, January 7, 2010


Where have I been? Good question. Where am I going? Better question.

Navigating life can get rather difficult, frustrating, repetitive and confusing.
But it can also be exciting, enlightening, beautiful, challenging.
Life will always be a mix of both of those word groups. I like to think of it as a chain of mountains, with towering peaks and valleys with pits and caves. As long as life continues and moves forward (Which it has a habit of doing) we will be traveling along the path. We are bound to encounter many high and low places during the time on our journey.

So where have I been? On that path. I have found many peaks and several caves since last posting on here. I am surprising myself by being very contemplative about the new year. I usually don't participate in reflecting over the past year, making new years resolutions and such. It has always felt superstitious and overly emotional to think only about your life's goals and current direction at the start of the year.

Right now I am at this sign. Amusing no? No. It's not.
I don't know at the moment where I am heading next, but I am fully trusting that it will all work together for the best. Not just the good mind you, but rather the very best!

Sunday, July 12, 2009

The Parable

I saw this on a friends FB page and thought I would share it. :)

Dinner with the President, a parable.....

Once upon a time, I was invited to the White House for a private dinner with the President. I am a respected businessman, with a factory that produces memory chips for computers and portable electronics. There was some talk that my industry was being scrutinized by the administration, but I paid it no mind. I live in a free country. There's nothing that the government can do to me if I've broken no laws. My wealth was earned honestly, and an invitation to dinner with an American President is an honor.

I checked my coat, was greeted by the Chief of Staff, and joined the President in a yellow dining room We sat across from each other at a table draped in white linen. The Great Seal was embossed on the china. Uniformed staff served our dinner.

The meal was served, and I was startled when my waiter suddenly reached out, plucked a dinner roll off my plate, and began nibbling it as he walked back to the kitchen.

"Sorry about that," said the President. "Andrew is very hungry."

"I don't appreciate..." I began, but as I looked into the calm brown eyes across from me, I felt immediately guilty and petty. It was just a dinner roll. "Of course," I concluded, and reached for my glass. Before I could, however, another waiter reached forward, took the glass away and swallowed the wine in a single gulp.

"And his brother Eric is very thirsty." said the President.

I didn't say anything. The President is testing my compassion, I thought. I will play along. I don't want to seem unkind. My plate was whisked away before I had tasted a bite.

"Eric's children are also quite hungry."

With a lurch, I crashed to the floor. My chair had been pulled out from under me. I stood, brushing myself off angrily, and watched as it was carried from the room.

"And their grandmother can't stand for long."

I excused myself, smiling outwardly, but inside feeling like a fool. Obviously I had been invited to the White House to be sport for some game. I reached for my coat, to find that it had been taken. I turned back to the President.

"Their grandfather doesn't like the cold."

I wanted to shout, 'That was my coat! " But again, I looked at the placid smiling face of my host and decided I was being a poor sport. I spread my hands helplessly and chuckled. Then I felt my hip pocket and realized my wallet was gone. I excused myself and walked to a phone on an elegant side table. I learned shortly that my credit cards had been maxed out, my bank accounts emptied, my retirement and equity portfolios had vanished, and my wife had been thrown out of our home.
Apparently, the waiters and their families were moving in. The President hadn't moved or spoken as I learned all this, but finally I lowered the phone into its cradle and turned to face him.

"Andrew's whole family has made bad financial decisions. They haven't planned for retirement, and they need a house. They recently defaulted on a sub-prime mortgage. I told them they could have your home.. They need it more than you do."

My hands were shaking. I felt faint. I stumbled back to the table and knelt on the floor. The President cheerfully cut his meat, ate his steak and drank his wine. I lowered my eyes and stared at the small grey circles on the tablecloth that were water drops.

"By the way," He added, "I have just signed an Executive Order nationalizing your factories. I'm firing you as head of your business, I'll be operating the firm now for the benefit of all mankind. There's a whole bunch of Erics and Andrews out there and they can't come to you for jobs groveling like beggars."

I looked up. The President dropped his spoon into the empty ramekin which had been his Crème Brulee. He drained the last drops of his wine. As the table was cleared, he lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair. He stared at me as I clung to the edge of the table as if it were a ledge and I were a man hanging over an abyss.

I thought of the years behind me, of the life I had lived. The life I had earned with a lifetime of work, risk and struggle. Why was I punished? How had I allowed it to be taken? What game had I played and lost? I looked across the table and noticed with some surprise that there was no game board between us.

What had I done wrong?

As if answering the unspoken thought, the President suddenly cocked his head, locked his empty eyes to mine, and bared a million teeth, chuckling wryly as he folded his hands.

"You should have stopped me at the dinner roll," he said.

Writer unknown at this time

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Well I have been busy lately so not much blogging has gone on here. :)
Here are pictures of what the garden currently looks like. I *never* expected it to do so well! In the past we have not had much luck with gardening. Seriously, I can barely even get in the garden any more, it has gotten so big and crowded. I just walk right over the watermelon plants but they don;t seem to mind.