Like A Band Of Gypsies We Go Down The Highway

Well, everyone, its time for fresh starts and new beginnings. Time to stretch my legs and my confines. I am moving on…..

Scared ya, huh? I am moving along down the road. Around the corner and up the street to my very own domain! How exciting is that? It was hard work (jeebus it was hard), but I kind of like the new place. I would greatly appreciate it if you would all come over for a little new domain-warming. Have a drink, sit for a spell, and look around. Then leave me a comment and let me know what you think. What do you like, dislike? What is missing that you can’t live without? Except, don’t mention the blogroll…it’s a sore spot. And I have to rebuild it by hand, so pretend you don’t notice, ok? Alrighty then: go, go, go and don’t forget to UPDATE YOUR LINKS

www.vixensden.com

Woooohooooo, my place is it’s own place!

PS: If you left a comment since early this afternoon, no worries. I will move it over tomorrow!

 

A Long Time Ago In A Galaxy Far, Far Away

The elusive Free-time of a certain crafty young woman, with the epithet of Vixen, ran helter-skelter throughout the universe. Free-time was loathe to decelerate from it’s kamikaze party life and stop to visit Vixen. She was wearisome and humdrum. Free-time felt ignored and unappreciated by Vixen. But alas, you can only run uncontrolled for so long before you crash and burn. Vixen, ever the clever one, patiently waited and one day reached out and grabbed Free-time by the tail.

“Ah, ha!”, squealed Vixen. “You are mine for the day!” Vixen remembered a day, long ago, when she had started to make Butterball some pajamas. One of the pair had been completed right away (the Eeyore print), yet the other two had languished. One was actually in a state of partial completion. Whilst Vixen’s spousal unit slaved away behind the computer screen all day, valiantly fighting the bad guys in Battlefield2; Vixen was able to complete another pair of pj’s.

As Vixen slaved over this little green alien outfit, she decided that those little booty things on the bottom there? They were too challenging to be a part of her day with Free-time. In fact, they took entirely too much of Free-Time’s attention. All too soon, Vixen felt her grasp on Free-time loosening. Free-time had gained strength and slipped away from Vixen’s clutching fingers, flitting off in the direction of next year.

Vixen was saddened by the loss. She took comfort in the cuddly pj’s which she could not fit into, but managed to warm an arm with. Then she looked at this picture and saw the lovely crochet blanket behind the pj’s and once again mourned the loss of Free-time because, dang, it was a purty blanket and she recalled when she and Free-time had made it…long, long ago.

 

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

For more Haiku Friday, please visit A Mommy Story!

 

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 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.

 

Do you know what tomorrow is?!?!

This is a hard question. Don’t think you are all smart and sassy with all your “Easter” and “Sunday” answers, because those are not correct.

Ok, technically (you people and your technicalities) those are correct, but not what I am looking for. Can you guess?

 

Dia duit*

Fellow Irishwoman Jenn at Enjoying The Ride awarded this to me:

To all of you:

May Christ and His Saints stand between you and harm.
Mary and her Son.
Patrick with his staff.
Martin with his mantle.
Brigid with her veil.
Michael with his shield.
And God over all with His strong right hand.

And lastly, to my former landlords: Fillean meal ar an meallaire.**

* Hello (lit. God to you)

**Evil returns to the evil doer

Enjoy your St. Patrick’s Day. I know us O’Healy’s will!

 

Very Positive Things About Moving

Moving is not fun. Well, possibly if you won the lottery and paid someone to move all your stuff and put it exactly where you want by reading your mind and all you had to do was drive over there and walk into a new mansion. Then it might be a little bit fun. I will say though that there are many positives resulting from our little move this past week.

• I know I have mentioned them before, but they are worthy of mention yet again. I have not one, but two working toilets within my actual domicile. Not at the neighbors or in a freezing cold barn. And flushing them has not once caused raw sewage to spew into the yard a few feet from Bear’s door. I call that an extra added bonus.
• I am so much closer to work I shaved nearly 30 minutes off my commute. With the average price of gas last week at high of $3.67 a gallon I have already saved $40 dollars in gas this week and I only went to work three days.
• There is heat within my abode. Hard to think how I managed without it. Truly amazing stuff. I have never had radiant heat (in the ceiling) and it is warm without vents and drafts and not so dry. At the old place when we arose in the morning it was usually about 56 degrees and we would have to turn on the gas stove to warm it up enough to shower, because our little electric heater just couldn’t handle it.
• Speaking of showers….this one is not a 3’6″ square. It actually has a tub. I can move around during a shower or soak in a tub.
• On the weekend when Nanny and company came to visit, we were able to sit on couches (Thanks to a lovely gift from MacDougal of his old ones) and visit. We could only fit two chairs into the old place. We were also able to sit at the table and eat dinner.
• This place is actually magical. One night I put our dirty dishes into this box under the cabinet and while I was sleeping pixies came and washed my dishes!
• The washer and dryer are in the laundry (hall) closet. That means no going out through the rain and cold to wash and then hauling the laundry over to the barn to dry it.
• A bonus laundry issue is there is hot water going to the washing machine. Do you know how much cleaner your clothes get when you can wash them in warm water?
• You can walk down the hallway without having to turn sideways. In fact, two people can actually pass in the hallway.
• Here I am allowed to actually hang things up. Our new place is now decorated and we were allowed to hang the toilet paper holder and towel racks too.

I could go on and on with things about not having gravel tracked inside, free water, wall to wall carpet, and electricity that works, but I will let you all go now. What was that? You say everyone has these things? Well, pshaw, who knew.

I do not have internet yet (should be done tomorrow!) and I have to walk down the road to find an unsecured network. I hope to be back full force soon and I will share an excellent story about Ladybug and some cute pictures of Butterball eating solid food! I may even be able to look up the Heads Or Tails for Tuesday and participate.

 

A Quickie

(NO, not that kind)

We are mostly moved. Some stuff still in the barn and I am just trying to live with the fear that they seize it or something (I always think the worst now… this is a complete and awful change for me).

New place: AWESOME. Two toilets that work. Room to move around. Washer and dryer inside the house so no frogs and leafs in my wash! The neighbors seem nice and filled me in on some slightly frightening information about the ‘hood. Will fill you in on that later. Ended up having to take Monday and Tuesday off work, so I am swamped.

Power cord arrived. However, the internet provider did not. Hopefully I can find some unsecured wifi to steal borrow and start posting some more!

MISS YOU ALL. WILL BE BACK, I promise. And then you will wish I stayed away, bwahahaha

PS: If you are here from Shutter Sisters (thank you, Mrs. Eaves) here is the link to my pictures. I am a beginner who likes to learn, so leave some comments, ideas and thoughts!

 

You Folks Are The Salt Of The Earth

Please accept my undying gratitude for all your support, prayers and positive thinking. After much, much emotional pleading this morning, I talked the lady into giving me the place (well talked and paid an extra months rent). My Dad (also the salt of the earth) gave me all the money to get in there. I pick up the keys at 6pm. Macdougal and Funsize are already packing up their stuff and pick up their keys at 3pm. I don’t look forward to the actual physical moving part, but I have never wanted to move so much in my entire life.

My mom is home from the hospital! They think she might have (now I am going to quote her so don’t be surprised if it makes little sense, lol) “a hypersensitivity to some hormone that does something with salt in her kidneys.” I have no idea what that means, but my sister is going to talk to her doctor and get the lowdown. Apparently, if that is what it is there is a medication which will make her all better and solve all her problems. I am so down with that.

My aunt’s biopsy came back benign. Good news. I talked to my doctor and he thinks my thing is probably a cyst (which I had last time confirmed by ultrasound). He is going to get the copies of my last mammo and compare.

My power cord shipped and should be here Monday or Tuesday!!!!

Now, since you are all so powerful with your prayers and such….could y’all heal that crack in my tooth so I don’t have to get a crown? Mkay thankyouverymuch.