One Single Impression

You are the balm for my soul

My gut reaction when things turn sour

Often inappropriate

Always healing

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You ring like musical bells

Inside my head

When you erupt from the ones I love

Especially the belly version from a child

*****

When you are absent

From my life

The days are dark and dreary

Seeming to drag on forever

*****

When you are present

Each and every day

Is a more precious gift

Of beauty and grace

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Hi! Err, High!

PhotoHunt 103: High

Moving by minivan/car takes forever. I packed threw everything into 1/2 a million 60 car loads and then stuck it everywhere and into storage. I am still, slowly, unpacking. This may go on forever till the end of times until sometime around Labor Day. So I had to go to the archives for this weeks hunt: High. Not having to worry if Mr. Vixen is going to climb up there again while I am at work is just another thing I will not miss about the concentration camp property. And yes, that picture only goes down to the top of a tree. That is how high up he is. Be still my rapidly beating heart.

 

Daily Grind Break

1. Some relationships are meant to grow and thrive and some are meant to wither and die.
2. Steve Miller Band was the last concert I saw; it was fun, but a little dissapointing. (see my review)
3. Spring should be here now and here to stay!
4. Oh no! I forgot what I was going to say!
5. I’ve recently started trying to forgive myself.
6. My husband never fails to make me smile.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to Ladybug hugs and Butterball snuggles , tomorrow my plans include playing with grandbabies and maybe some cards with the big kids and Sunday, I want to attend mass and then relax!

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I miss the garden

All the flowers and the fruit

Such sweet smells and tastes

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My new garden dwells

Within my body and soul

It’s starting to bloom

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Secret Weakness…

I have a secret weakness: Sausage Egg McMuffins. I could eat them every. single. day.

So I say thanks to:

Herb Peterson, who invented the ubiquitous Egg McMuffin as a way to introduce breakfast to McDonald’s restaurants, has died, a Southern California McDonald’s official said Wednesday. He was 89.

Rest well and happy, Herb. Knowing I adore your McMuffins.

 

A Thursday 13??? No way. #30

Allo, allo? Remember me? I can’t even count high enough to number how many weeks it has been since I produced a TT. Mr. Linky probably won’t remember me…

So….. 13 TV shows I loved was addicted to growing up (no particular order, just as they came to me):

1. M*A*S*H - I have seen every single episode at least 20 times. Radar rocks! I still have nightmares about the episode of Hawkeye on the bus with the chicken/baby.
2. Falcon Crest - This show was so addictive that my husband and I would actually go over to my Mom’s house for a weekly visit to watch with them! I loved to hate Angela Channing. And Lorenzo Lamas….just umm, eye candy.
3. The Brady Bunch -As a kid, we were only allowed to watch a few hours of tv weekly. Friday nights was kid’s tv night…We watched the wonderful Brady’s (I adored Alice) and….
4. The Partridge Family - Right after Brady Bunch. I so wanted to be Susan Dey, until I realized that I couldn’t date David Cassidy if I did. Travelin’ along, there’s a song that we’re singin’. Come on, get happy! A whole lotta lovin’ is what we’ll be bringin’. We’ll make you happy!
5. Emergency - The beginnings of a life long fascination with all things medical. Probably why I was pre-Med in college. Definitely why I am still addicted to all shows medical.
6. Mission Impossible - Really a mind bender. Things you would never think of. Probably what led to my later adoration of MacGuyver. Your mission, should you choose to accept it…this tape will self-destruct in 10 seconds.
7. Knot’s Landing - Were you alive 1978-1991? Then you know of Dallas. I am one of a very few who didn’t care for it much (something about Victoria Principal rubbed me wrong), but it was hard to ignore when there was only one tv in the house and my mom was in charge of the channels. However, I was entranced with this branch of the Ewings, especially Valene. No one could say more with a single look than Valene.
8. Days Of Our Lives - I was raised on this show. My grandmother watched, my mom, and my aunts too. It is so successful because it grows and changes with each generation. The Brady’s fit my family. My Grama is their Grama. I lived vicariously through Hope and Mr. Vixen was my knight…like Hope’s Bo. When I was in college I arranged my class schedule such that I could go to the Newman Center to watch between class. Me and 20 other students.
9. The Flying Nun - The beginnings of another odd fascination of mine…Sally Field. It was a quirky, independent girl (I also liked Marlo Thomas in That Girl) but included my religion. I also thought that Sally was simply fabulous in Smoky And The Bandit).
10. Lost In Space - My dad instilled in me a deep and abiding love and fascination with anything and everything Sci-Fi. This show prickled all my loves with a family theme and a space theme. Danger Will Robinson.
11. Saturday Night Live - One of the truly greatest, ground breaking shows ever. First time my parents ever let me stay up that late. And once they did…it was all over. The Land Shark bit? Tickled me and my step-sister to no end, and Mr. Bill? Gilda Radner? Jane Curtin? My sister still (with much affection) says to me “You stupid b*tich”, to which I reply “You ignorant sl*t”. For us it is like saying I love you forever!
12. BJ And The Bear - What is there not to love about a trucker who travels around with a pet monkey? And what kid, ever, didn’t want to own a pet monkey?
13. Gilligan’s Island -Probably the most addictive tv show ever conceived. I was particularly intrigued by the Professor. Although I kept thinking I should want to be Maryann. But you can’t erase the inborn scientist in my soul. Try as society might, it just never worked. Have I ever told you all about the time I went to the place where they filmed the show? No? Amazing. I drove Bear and Mr. Vixen absolutely insane with it. I will have to write a post….You have to have very special connections to go there these days. It is now a research facility for the Federal government.They train dolphins who find nuclear bombs…and there was a baby when we were there. Very hush, hush though. I had to use the super zoom for that. And even then they threatened to take my camera.

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Wordless Wednesday - Easter Peek-A-Boo with Ladybug and Bear

 

A Little Monday Farkle-ism Fun

The other night while Mr. Vixen and I were enjoying Jericho, Bear (who does not care for the show, but does think Skeet is sexyhawt) asked what time it was. I told her it was “quarter of ten.” To which she replies, “Ugh, so we have another 25 minutes of this show!” I said no, just 15 minutes. Then she says, “But a quarter is 25!”

I explained (whilst trying to control my giggles) that there are 100 cents in a dollar, so yes a quarter of a dollar is 25. However, there are only 60 minutes in an hour, so quarter of an hour is only 15 minutes. (Yes, she is a A-B grade junior in high school!).

Her response: “Sure, whatever.“

Now why don’t all you sweet wonderful people run on over to Frigga’s and VOTE for me???? Mkaythanskverymuch

 

Forgot To Mention - EDIT: Over-Positive Thoughts, LOL

EDIT: The surgery was postponed for two weeks. Mr Vixen had some little cuts on his knee from the move (gravel injury) and at the pre-op doc was sure they would be fine by surgery. Fast forward to today when we spend nearly three hours down there checking in, IV, leg prep and then…..Doc comes in and says. I thought those would be more healed by now. Scabs have infection. I am postponing your surgery for two weeks.

You know how sometimes life just slaps you in the face. You are startled and your cheek is stinging. You forget what is happening in your every day-to-day existence.

One of the reasons I was so panicked when we got that ‘notice’ was because I knew we had a very limited time to move. Not just because of the notice. I could have stayed there, made them fight for it, and taken my time finding a place. No the reason being twofold: I have a bad back AND I need Mr. Vixen to help move. Most of the stuff we had to put in storage are his tools. Large, heavy tools he used to make a living with. Emotionally he is not ready to give up and die. He may not be able to work right now, but parting with those things he spent the last 25 years building and using to build was just not in the cards.

So I knew I had to move and be done with it before today, only 24 days after our notice. Here is the part I forgot to mention…Mr. Vixen is having surgery today. It is not the full knee replacement he needs. They won’t do that yet. They want to try this first. This surgery will not solve any problems, it will just make the pain bearable. Just a hope of a less painful daily life. According to the expert sources (doctors), a knee replacement these days only lasts 15 years. Since Mr. V is only 46 they want to try and stave off the replacement until (they hope) it will last him the rest of his life or replacement surgery improves so greatly that they last longer.

So, I will be hanging out in the hospital today, if you are looking for me. It is a new surgery center I have not been to before so at least I will have a new place to explore! I am a bit sick of the local hospital and Children’s hospital. I have explored every nook and cranny of those places! If you can fit it in, keep the crotchety old man Mr. Vixen in your thoughts.

Happy Monday everyone! I will be back later and while caring for the crip sleepy, post-op man, I may be able to post some Easter pictures up at my photography blog!

 

A Tooth For An Eye?

This Easter Sunday I am working on letting go of some things. Concentrating on this passage from Romans:

14 Bless them which persecute you: bless, and curse not. 15 Rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep. 16 Be of the same mind one toward another. Mind not high things, but condescend to men of low estate. Be not wise in your own conceits. 17 Recompense to no man evil for evil. Provide things honest in the sight of all men. 18 If it be possible, as much as lieth in you, live peaceably with all men. 19 Dearly beloved, avenge not yourselves, but rather give place unto wrath: for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord.

It is bringing me peace and joy within myself.

Unrelated moment coming straight ahead:

I was reading this article and I was so amazed at the possibilities.

An Irishman blinded by an explosion two years ago has had his sight restored after doctors inserted his son’s tooth in his eye, he said on Wednesday.

But really all I could think of was the saying an eye for an eye…….and turning it into a tooth for an eye. You can all roll your eyes now. I am fully aware that I am slightly unbalanced. I like it that way. Keeps you all on your toes.

 

Subliminal Sunday Morning

While I am at church…finally

Here is a peek at me from last evening.

1. Money :: The root of all evil AND an ends to a means
2. Unhappy :: Not anymore!
3. Joking :: What I am usually doing
4. Chipmunk :: Alvin
5. Date :: Special remembrances
6. Slideshow :: I see them in my head everyday, of my life
7. Chicago :: Grampa. I miss you.
8. Lifetime :: An achievement I am working on.
9. Skid row :: San Francisco visits with Pop.
10. Edward :: A King

Back later with some pictures of egg smooshing coloring by Ladybug!