Week 2 – Behind The Scenes

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What scenes are we talking about here? To tell you the truth I don’t have a whole lot going on behind the scenes. I pretty much curl up on the bed, watch television and work on my Bujo, blogs (mostly lately my Bujo Blog), housework, cooking and whatnot.

My typical day not including appointments and errands are basically as follows:

  • Wake up – Get coffee brewing – Bathroom routine – Grab my cup of hot coffee
  • Feed Tux
  • Daily Devotional
  • Morning Dishes
  • Bujo, Challenge on WRITTEN IN PINK, Post challenge on Instagram and facebook
  • Daily prompt on this blog unless I get caught up with creating in Paint Shop Pro for WIP blog
  • Breakfast & dishes
  • Floors
  • Work on future Bujo spreads
  • Take nap
  • Check emails, Facebook, Pinterest and Instagram (I have Twitter but rarely touch it).
  • Dinner & Dishes
  • Check blog traffic
  • Curl up with tv and a book
  • Grab a snack and watch a horror or action movie
  • Drink my 2nd big travel bottle of water & vinegar (I drink between 2 and 3 a day)
  • Cuddle with husband & then crash for the night

And there you have it.

Funnels To Potholes

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Funny this word came up considering I had a dream that contained a blue funnel. But that’s not what I’m going to blog about today. I know don’t tell me, I need to stop teasing about subjects and just get on with it. Okay so here it goes:

Have you ever had times in your life where it felt like you were stuck in a whirlpool only to be sucked down the bottom? I was actually thinking that life can be like a toilet. Not everyday, but just every now and then. When things go wrong, keep going wrong and go from bad to worse. Then in a sudden rush your on your way to the bottom of the…

Well I wont go there, that’s for sure. But don’t you agree that life’s funnels can be a bit intimidating and makes us feel for sure unsure and desperate? Drowning in the proverbial crapper and that the funnel seems never ending?

This seriously sounds like I’m having a down day doesn’t it? Like I have a new ticket for the ride? Nah. Not at all. I haven’t been in a funnel since before I met my husband. Now instead of funnels I have pot holes.

 

Funnel

Unknown Expectations

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I’m bent out of sorts in a large way. The end of 2017 is only hours away and that means the end of the old and beginning of the new. My mind is all for the new year. My heart isn’t.

2017: I finally found my soul mate and I also married him. We met and I thought only of him as a friend whom I had no romantic feelings…so I told myself. I fell head over heels in love with him. We found in each other, what we had searched years for.

2017: I finally realized I can’t take life for granted. I lost my dad back in 2004 to cancer and I wasn’t given a chance to grieve over him. I wasn’t allowed to. So losing my mom the beginning of December of this year I realized that I need to enjoy life, enjoy the days I have sharing them with my husband. Not to take anything for granted. And not to hold any ill will towards anyone or have a bad thought. Negativity only shortens a persons life.

2017: I finally found a church and church family I never thought was possible. They are an amazing group of people who always put other’s first. Love flows from our church and our Pastor Sue is an amazing woman as well as a sweet and caring person and pastor.

What do I expect of 2018? What should I expect?

 

Finally

A You Moment

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Is being cozy a frame of mind? In a way I believe it is. But I’ve found that to get into that frame of mind, I personally have to have the right surrounding, drink, clothes and yes that beloved comforter. I don’t have a fireplace, or a recliner to put my feet up. However my cozy involves my leggings, a giant t-shirt, a cup of hot coffee or cocoa (with marshmallows and whipped topping), a good book, movie, laptop or curled up in my husbands arms listening to his breathing and feeling his heartbeat.
That last thing is the most soothing part of my day. Although I also cuddle with our furbaby Tux too.
Cozy can be whenever you need to relax. Where ever you are. What ever you decide to do (or not to do). Cooking comfort foods brings a cozy aura into the house, or the smell of a scented candle. Soft music playing in the background. The purr of a content kitty.
I spend a lot of my time being cozy and I don’t go out in the winter much unless I absolutely have to.
So get into your pajamas, sweatpants, leggings or yoga pants. Whatever you wear to be comfortable and content. Grab that coffee, tea or cocoa, a good book or your laptop. Turn on the music or find a good movie. Curl up under that comforter, soft fuzzy throw blanket and cozy up for a very relaxing, content and much needed you time!

Cozy

On The Sixth Day of Christmas

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On the sixth day of Christmas I wait for a winter storm, learned that candle light service was cancelled and our dinner tomorrow that was supposed to be a lunch in now a dinner again, and our guest is going to be my husband’s good friend. His daughter’s car is not moving and with the storm coming in I’d have preferred her to take a rain check and stay safe.
So I’ve spent the day curled up in bed, sharpening my colored pencils (I have over 200) and I colored in a mythical adult coloring book. One page took me pretty much all evening. Tomorrow is no different with the exception of my husband is going to a breakfast with his best friend at the American Legion, I don’t have to start cooking anything until around 11am or noon. And I’ll probably stay away from the laptop until I hunker down for the night and color some more.
Coloring therapy I call it. It’s good to relieve stress. It keeps my mind from wandering places I don’t want to go this time of year. It’s a way of easing life’s unwanted factors into a lull even if for a couple hours.
I did get a phone call from one of my cousins this afternoon. She wanted to give me something so I met her out in the front of my house and she gave me something wrapped. I did peek and saw it was a Yankee Candle (Warmer) and I opened the top and breathed in a scent so familiar it was like walking into my mother’s apartment. Apples! I started to wrap it back up and began thanking her when she told me to look at it. I unwrapped it and it had my mother’s picture in place of the Yankee Candle logo with the image of the apples. I couldn’t stop myself from crying. I thanked her from the bottom of my heart. It was an unexpected gift that went straight to my heart. The best Christmas gift I could have gotten regarding my mom.
I don’t believe that candle will ever get lit… if it does it will be only on her birthday, Thanksgiving and Christmas. The three days of the year that she and I spent together and enjoyed reminiscing, watching movies and filling up on food. I literally now have the light of my mother’s soul with me when ever I do light it (again IF) or open it and smell the apples that she would devour or call me up and ask if I could get her a bag. I’m not sure if my cousin knows just what that gift means to me. I really don’t have the words to express it, and I don’t have the words to thank her enough or properly.
That candle is a part of me, a part of everyone whose life my mother ever touched. She is and always will be someone her family and friends hold dear to their hearts and will always remember her smile, laugh and her sometimes quick wit and honesty.

On The Fifth Day of Christmas

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On the fifth day of Christmas, I’ve spend the day freezing. Yes I did, I’m not joking. For some unknown reason I’ve had a bone chill since waking up at 5am. Doesn’t help with the heat not kicking on when it should, and it didn’t help walking on a cold tile floor off and on. The only time I wasn’t shivering is when I used the oven to make garlic bread and buffalo chicken wings. Or when I was snuggled under the comforter passed out.
I had to shout to my husband about 4 times all day as he’d hear a noise or commotion outside and swing the door open and stand there looking. O.M.G. Dang hun, your cooling off a freezing apartment. I’m frozen and I see the heat going out the door. In the mean time I’m trying to do dishes and there’s no hot water.
What a day!
Well a few good things came of it. Really, I wouldn’t joke about that!
We managed to get some de-wormer for our fur-baby and he wasn’t upset about having caramel flavoring in his food. Actually he scoffed almost every morsel and proceeded to sleep in the rocking chair. Content and purring. I got a long nap in and I have been able to blog quite a bit and write a good chunk of flash fiction without any disturbance.
I’m kind of anxious about Monday. Yep I’m cooking for Christmas! I hope hubby has an iron stomach because it’s a gigantic ham! Not sure if his daughter and grandson will be coming due to her car having issues and I’m a bit hesitant on having her drive over with it even though she’s about a mile away. I saw the issues with the car and I’m having her dad call her and ask her if she’d like to give a rain check and come over for dinner when the car is fixed. I don’t like her driving anymore than she has to. He agrees with me.
Besides I’m not so much in the HOLLY JOLLY CHRISTMAS mood.
I guess I’ll just wait and see.
In the mean time I think I’ve got an idea for a Christmas blog post. Hang on to your hats and stop back for a bit of a giggle and head shake. Or maybe you will get big eyes and shout out “YES, I REMEMBER THAT!”
Until tomorrow.. Be warm, be safe and don’t drink & drive!