In the Garden

Good Evening!
Thought I would show you the harvest of the day/week.
I got up the gumption and went out to the store today.
Mr and I were able to save over budget $500. this month!
So I got a forked hoe to tend the earth.
Been out in the garden all evening.
The Chinese cabbage is in as are the pole beans, radishes, and Copenhagen Cabbage.
There are three 16' furrow's worked now.
The cabbage is in two of them and the other one will have the carrots.
The carrots will go in the next time I am in the garden.
Got dark on me and I just needed to stop.
The sugar snap and peas are surprising me , I thought for sure I lost them.
They had so much on them I can make a nice meal out of them.
The tomatoes are reddening too.
The Simpson black seed is still given me lettuce leaf.

The million dollars cherry tomatoes are loaded with young fruit.
I was able to get three tomato cages today and placed them on the three plants in the bail. One of the plants has Roma, and another has a nice round slicing variety.
My Dog (the Lab) keeps trying to eat those plants also.
I am guarding them with chicken wire.

The Egg count is rising and this keeps the family well in eggs and as it turns out just the perfect amount. Have not purchased eggs seance Christmas (baking).

I purchased a nice asparagus fern for the entry way. It is my gift to me for this month. So pretty ! There was a nice plant stand for free on the curb last week, that and an empty pot that I had. Need a little potting soil and I'm set It is huge , I found it for 10.88! too cool!
That was my big splurge.
It felt real nice.

I'll have a gift to make for my dear friend. We are going to get together next Tuesday.
I look real forward to an evening out with the girls.
That is the night before my sleep deprived EEG test.
If I am going to be sleepless there is no better way!
Spending time having fun.

If you recall My Sweet Mr gave me a Camera thing to Skipe, that is to have a talk over the computer like your on the phone ,but ya can see each other.
This day and age is so amazing. Dove and Dash are getting to know their aunt from a distance. Yet they still get the bennefet of another known adult in their lives.
My sister two years elder has been calling me several times.
Each morning she calls.
Funny how life travels by.
Here we are middle aged women and becoming friends.
Who would of thought it.
I really care about her.
She and her husband have just lost everything with the deportation threat.
He is a Brittish citizen and 25 years ago was told he had no need to get American citizenship.
Well they sold the house in bad times thinking that they would be kicked out and then got a stay.
Have now been in limbo for several years .
Like a prisoner in her own country.
She stands by her husband and will continue to fight.
They laywers are the only ones who really bennifet.

Well tired girl with earth in my hair and soil in my nails.
I need a good hot shower with a nice soak for my tired back.
I love it when I garden, I saw a rainbow all 7 colors dome the sky for a good half an hour over me today while I gardend in the light rain. It was in the mid 70*'s.

Time flys...

Medical Mystery and the field trip

written last night

Here is the scoop.
The fax to the lab for the dna draw was not received so that work is now delayed . I got the calls in and the orders re faxed and such. So I called the fellow who will be doing the dementia testing and I am not sure the scoop, but either he is giving me favor or perhaps something is up. His office girl said they got the reports on the other blood work and the history of the test from four years ago. The Doctor does not usually work on Fridays , but on February 9 th he will so that I come in to do the testing. A 2-3 hour run of cognitive functioning tests.
I got the MRI'S and the films even from my eye are showing the white spots clearly. If I am not mistaken larger than four years ago.
That is just my eye I am not skilled so I am not sure what any of that might mean.
The EEG is set for the 28th. I called the neurologist back and they will have me see him on ?February 3rd. Funny all appointments are at 9a.m.
Then on the 15 I go back to the psychiatrist for his end of the aftercare. There will be the neurologist, the Psychiatrist. and my regular MD to do the aftercare. I am still a two-three weeks out to knowledge.

Migraines continue I had a two day break and now this morning once again I am made a war that tiny little soldiers are battling in my brain to see who can inflict more discomfort or pain. Little buggers!
This whole thing started almost 15 years ago while standing at the kitchen sink...I was talking with Mr. U. and everything started to go black and next thing I was in an ambulance with a terrified husband looking at me. Mayo Clinic found three lesions on my brain. Over the years bizarre events left us tending appointments doing studies to no avail. Four years ago I went down to my knees at the kitchen sink, I could hear and see, but my body would not respond to me thoughts or commands and Dove had to call the paramedics. They found then several white leisions on my brain. Two years ago I was losing memorie and funny things like my gait would mess up. They tested me for MS and no not MS. Thank God! So here I am now with cognitive and memory issues. tired and sore mussels and joints. The MRI shows the white spot now plainly. We can easily see them on the films. Migrains now have continued to change over the years where once just a numb right side of my face has turned into full blown pain and irritablity.

anyway...
Had a field trip with my boy today. I was concerned about the migraine and going on the bus. Funny thing a few minutes after the bus ride began the pain stopped and diminished enough the pulsing that I actually did not suffe at the play YA!

We met the class on the play ground and Dash's teacher (the one who has the strange shell around her),,,satched with gaping mouth as over 15 kids came running at the sight of me shouting my name and lining up for their turn to be hugged. It was so amazingly rich a moment in time. The teacher had a funny responce to me like she was struck with something.

Thats the teacher nearer the bus the other two women were mothers along to assist.

Dash was different than Dove. He wanted me there, but at a distance so as to hang with his buddies. He was gratefull I took the time to join him.
The play was "repunzell". The acting troup was from Kansas, they were amazing and professional. The play...well I absolutly HATED IT! For content it was terrible for a bunch of second graters. I did not know the story (I had no chidhood). It was violent a witch taking a baby then locking it as a child up in a tower. Then cutting her hair off voilently. Gouging out the eyes of the husband. Then both banished into a forest .He blind and her alond and aperantly pregnant with twins...who she gave birth too.
HATED IT! DID I SAY I HATED IT!
Oh for homeschool!
The kids were frightend and my spirit so disturbed at times all I could do was not walk out!

I had a wonderful visit however with the nurse who found it her desire to attend. When I boarded the bus she said to me" Oh I have Dash's inhailer with me"...
I felt so lightened a load to see her caring so for my child and the 3 others who have medical needs.
That was so cool!

I left them at the curb and came home for a late lunch and an hour or so rest before school was out.

Got to hold two of my chickens today .
One is a bit broody (Prissy). She is sitting the nest all day.
So sweet aI tell you that bird rubbed her little head against my hand in a return gesture of affection.
Mae Bell then while I was holding her seamed to stretch out her neck and press her head into my arm. It was much like the other recipritive in action. Man it was so cool!

Kids are a sleep Dove is coughing. Oh man... she is in need. I tink it might be sinus drip. I'll sign off and go tend to her.

Daddy man and I think alike we met at the counter to get the medication.
I got the dose and he just went in to give it to her. I love co parenting with him.

Well I am off to go visit all of you.

The art of homemade Lemon Aide

Once the lemons were picked, they were then soaked in the tub overnight to clean them.
This also hydrates the fruit to full capacity.
This will give more juice.

After the water bath they sat for four days to age and soften a bit.
*These are fresh off the tree lemons*.
By rolling them one by one on the counter the juices are released from the pulp.
Cut in half and ends flattened for those that had a sharp or unpleasant end.
The end of the lemon will be in the palm of my hand with force when juicing.
Pardon my rusty knife, that is a very fine hardened steal Asian knife.
I neglected drying it.
It needs a good steel wool scrub to bring it back up.

Set your station ergonomically.
I am right handed.
Trash can to the right, big bowl feeding the cut lemons to my left.
The juicer center to me directly below me and close to me.
Use a foot stool if you are not able to bear your body weight downward without straining your shoulders.

Now the other big secret to a real good lemon aide is the basic sugar syrup.
Hot water will dissolve the crystals.
If sugar is mixed in cold water forget it , you'll ruin your lemon aide.

The simple syrup must be completely dissolved.

This is the way I do it now with a micro wave.
2 c sugar
2c water
mix in a glass container
( never micro plastic)
heat 5 minutes on high.
Yes it gets real hot.
Now mix it well and just set it aside to cool.
At this point no need to refrigerate.
It must be clear before you ever mix it or use it to asure quality.

Now I juice and then grind the zest off.
This is lemon Gold.
The essence oils found within the rind are the caviar of baking.
This rind will add the intensity of flavor that makes my lemon pie the bomb.
This also is used in curd, and various other recipes.
Now use care of your knuckles , but know this is our battle scars :) ha!
I love my 30 year + grater and if you can find an old stainless steal one at a flee market or thrift store, much better than the new (made for a day ) type.

The product
lemon juice
simple syrup next

see the measure
add the (clean) ice to brim
Then use Good Water
We have reverse osmosis.
I can not tell you how(after visiting Russia twice) how important it is for you to save up or invest in an under the sink Reverse Osmosis Filtration system.
If water goes or gets contaminated you'll be boiling every drop and brushing your teeth (like I was ) with bottled water.
I think that it is our most vulnerable resource in so many ways...
Hear in a town called Paradise Valley it has had contamination twice already . They were not notified for several days of the problem.

enough said...

Now best to let it age overnight if it will last that long.
Almost forgot to tell you...
Add about an 1/8 teaspoon of zest.
My other secrete,
well not any longer! Ha!

Often here it is made in a gallon container to mull over night.

My sweet son came a running to me after he got off the buss,and gifted me with the flower.

All said and done there came about 4 quarts of juice and 8 oz. of zest.
In addition to two pitchers of lemon aide spent by end of supper time.

These essence oils of Lemon are so very fragrant it smells like paradise through out the whole house.

Oh I froze this in a sealed glass jar.
It will be like a granular texture when frozen

Now those quarts of juice will make cubes in a tray for supper seasoning of dishes. The cubes will be bagged.
We can easily go through this juice soon.
Pie and lemon custard will be on the menu.

Lemon Aide

Lemons from a neighbor.
So who are our neighbors...if ya do it to the least of these you have done it unto me

You know some folks go looking to make lemon aide.
I saw (last year) a neighbor's tree heavy with lemons.
Boldly my hand did knock upon the door of a stranger.
I asked them if they might be looking to find a home for some their lemons.
I instantly made a friend.
I had extended my hand.
They freely oped their hand to me, and with a day or two several bags of lemons awaited me on the bench in front of that home.

My hand (ample with a skill) made for the woman of that home, a necklace.
One morning as her husband entered his car in their driveway I pulled up and handed him the gift.
I told him how much I appreciated the lemons.
He said "oh yes she told me about you"
He said "this is so beautiful, you did not have to do this"
As I told him "I did not do this because I had too, it was done because I wanted to."

So again I saw them on the night of Halloween, and my children had a thirst.
He recognized me.
I introduced him to the family.
Dash had a very great thirst, and we were a ways from home.
I asked the man if my son might have a drink of water.
With joy he happily gave us each a small bottle of water.

This week the tree, again, a year later now bore fruit.
As instructed prior I left my calling card with a note "Lemons ?".

I stopped a few hours later when retuning to the neighborhood and tapped on the door.
She told me when to return and I had done so Sunday.
There were no lemons there so I set down a hand made cabochon necklace boxed as a gift on the bench.
I received a call shortly there after.
She had readied lemons for my family, was soon to call me when she saw the box on the bench.
Again telling me it was unnecessary to do so.
I spoke to her of the story of the stone, and the way the piece had come about. Telling her of the story of the old man who had made the stone.

The children and I returned for the lemons
They carried them for me to the truck.
They saw the elder husband still picking, and greeted him over the wall with gratitude.

So... you know some people go a looking for lemons for the bitter taste is rather a seemingly pleasing taste to them.
Like strife, gossip, slander, exclusions or divisions.

Some go rather...
to looking for lemons rather than to stand by while they rot upon a tree
They sweeten the bitterness with the kindness toward a neighbor, a loved one, friend or even perhaps ones own enemy.
In return the kindness flows now a stream between us.
Just like sharing a nice cold refreshing glass of lemon aide.
It takes some effort to turn them into something that can wet an others thirst.

You may never know when life might give ya opportunity for a bushel of lemons.
May we remember to turn it into a sweetness that brings out the balance of all things tart.

We all gotta be looking up the trees are a ripe for the pickin'
To those who have ears...

A kind heart brings this to view another way
over here

By the way that bag is full of oranges and more lemons that were left on a table in the teachers lounge. By days end no one had taken them , so I received them.
ask and it will be....

Thankful Thursday

For the Lord my God in my midst is mighty.
His banner over me is his love. I shall fear not evil. His pinions they cover me . He is all I need, my soul sufficiency. He is all I need. In the waking hours and yet while I rest He has given His angles charge over me. Lest I should error and stumble in my choices and actions. Even in low places. He know me. He has know me before these very earthly foundations. The poor we shall always have with us, I do not without my hand, nor do I turn my face from the needy.
Children cry out in silence those around this globe and those whose lives will be touched today as I smile upon them and as I gently touch a wherry shoulder. They suffer in homes ill equipped to love, for the parents themselves may never have even know what it is to be loved. Their faces flash before me and compassion overflows me for them . Removing the big ID of my own self even if only for a flash time. That flash a light , the light of love that removes all fear and trepidation.
I am my beloveds and he is mine. I have over my life a banner a waving flag of Love. That banner I fix my gaze on as I Struggle on over the bones of dead men and women, who have fought beside and before me. Fighting at the front. Willing to raise up that banner to follow and lead into the courageous battle at hand.
Like in glory the courage does not fault or halter for I know for what I fight for.
Jesus your all I need. My soul sufficency. My strenghth when I am wherry.

Mri's are today

Busy start today as Dash came into our room a few minutes before the alarm wanting help to make his lunch.
When he opened the door it starteled me awake so.
After making it out to the kitchen without my glasses, and letting out the dogs I felt like my heart was going to race out of my chest!
Getting him going on his task pleased him. He is SO ldiligent. It wa sa bit of a bad start for me because waking to that addrinalin rush makes it hard to get it to stop. Having a stress disorder is a strange life. I know nothing is wrong but my body thinks it is in mortal danger or least that is how theflight fight mechinism acts.
Dove wanted a kid to come over after school and when declined due to the uncertainty of how I might feel by days end she huffed at me. Oh addolecence. I used a bit of reverse phycology on her.
Appoligized for putting my self first. Told her that perhaps I should just disregard the fact than in an hour or so I was going to have a shot and a picture of my brain taken where my head would be put in a cage to be kept still whill a big loud machine spun around my head. Told her perhaps her friend coming over was more important. Then asked her for her opinion.
Point made.
So folks it is off to the city if I am up to it after the MRI's. I have to do the financilal qualifying for Dashs care at the childrens clinic at St Joe's.
Hope you all have a blessed day.
YES>>>I matter, and so do you.

Life Uncommon

Life Uncommon

Don't worry, mother -- it'll be alright
And don't worry, sister, say your prayers and sleep tight
And it'll be fine, lover of mine, it'll be just fine.

Lend your voices only to songs of freedom
No longer lend your strength to that which you wish to be free from
Fill lives with love and bravery, and you shall lead a
Life uncommon.

I've heard your anguish, and I've heard every one of your hearts cry out
And I know you're tired, and I know you're weary, and I know that you're worn out
Set down your chains, 'til only faith remains
Set down your chains.

(chorus)

Now there are plenty of people who pray for peace
But if praying were enough, y'know it would've come to be
Never let your words enslave no one,
And the heavens will hush themselves to hear
Our voices ring out (loud and) clear
(Heavens will hush themselves to hear)
Sounds of freedom!
Freedom!

And lend your voices only to songs of freedom
No longer lend your strength to that which you wish to be free from
Fill lives with love and bravery, and you shall lead a
Life uncommon.

---Jewel/Life Uncommon

Our Nation in crisis...Our lives in crisis

"If My people, who are called by My name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land. Now My eyes will be open and My ears attentive to the prayers offered in this place."
II Chronicles 7:14-15

Desiterada Latin for "desired things", plural of desideratum

-- written by Max Ehrmann in the 1920s --
Not "Found in Old St. Paul's Church"! -- see below

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Tackle It Tuesday

After the kids got on the bus I went for my walk and stumbled upon some things at the curb for free from a neighbors yard sale. I took a plant stnad and went back for a terracotta pot. I turned around the truck and got a chair and a mirror and a picture. I took them to Bible study and offered them to two young ladies who are starting out their families simply
Took the chair back after for no one wanted it. Spoke with the fellow at the yard sale.
It was his MILaws home, she had passed away resently while visiting them in Colorado. The FILaw had just passed a few months ago, the wifes sister had just also passed away!
all within two months or so. Sitting on the driveway was an adolecent teen. So broken. He dad was doing the best he could do to clear the estate and manage the sales. I told him and he was lightened by the things he had for free going to families that needed it. No longer that I set the chair down than a woman grabbed it up for free.

The four art presentations went well. Interesting how the details of dates are less sagnificant than the presentation of the artists experence and heart.
After the last presentation. I hung out with Dash at the school until Dove was done with student councel then came home for a rest . It was a day of constant activitiy. I really enjoy doing the art presentations. I saw a teacher who Dove had last year and exchanged warm greatings when Dash returned a lost ball.

Gotta fly off to Bible study adn work at the school doing the art masters classes for the kids.
I'll hope to attack this this week.
Moving no we are not moving
moving back in.
Oh life.

Weekend review

Friday was the last day of a week long early release. What perfect weather for it.
The children longed so and so I cast care to the wind and gave Joy to the little adventures. It was in the mid 70*'s. They so enjoyed playing National Treasure and the fort was an under the earth archeological dig and they were getting wet int he "cave"
The earth is a clay packed mess but boy the taste of summer was on their tongue and I gave them a gift of "muddy kids", tub and towels. Oh and rain coats.

I took the day Saturday and selfishly :) detailed my beautiful master bedroom. When we took the house off the market last July it has been full go every day used up. The room was a disaster of boxes and all the art for the walls stacked awaiting being hung back up. I am so happy to go to bed now and to wake up. It is so pretty. I so miss my curtains though. I sold them when we had the house up for sale. I am thinking of making some new ones but it really is much better not to have the cloth (asthma).
Funny thing I have never taken a photo of my master , but perhaps one time if that. I do not like posting my bed chamber. It is my marriage sancuary. Sorta my holy ground.

Sunday Morning
A ring on the phone and a knock on the door.
A show of interest on the camper we have up for sale.
So My Love washed it down as I tended indoor tasks.
He pulled it out to the street and we opened it up and I had the very sad emotional task of dealing with my own loss and seeing the devistation on My Beloved face. You know he would give me the moon. He is such an amazing provider. We choose to not buy a truck to replace the 4 runner. NO DEBT PERIOD!
We are denying the temptations (though it is not really very tempting) to buy a truck that could pull it.
I emptied all the wonderful memories out of each drawer and every cubbyhole , loaded them into boxes and took great courage. I also did my best to encourage him. I thanked him and am truly grateful for the opportunities to have the camper these last five years. We have not been able to use it more that the 5 times I think , but it sure was fun to have my little cabin in the woods.
We might do the tent thing. Perhaps we can pack it up on top of the truck.

He also spent the weekend building an Entertainment thing of sorts for me. Now I have a TV (the one in storage that has a sweet sotry) It was given him when he was laid off because some of the cafiteria workers entered his name in the raffel.
Well now I have a vcr and a dvd in the studio.
The time goes so fast now when I am on the exercise bike.
This will enable me to use the vcr tape to learn the surger machine.
The room is still under renovation of sorts so I'll show you later

So tonight while Daddy Man worked through problems 12-16 with Dove and Two spelling test with Dash I stood at the island and polished my tea strainer.
It was really neglected.

In my B/C (before kids) days, I would make myself a fine pot of loose leif tea and practice those childhood tea parties I never really got to dream about. I would read my Victoria Magizine in my Edwardiam living room (at least I attempted the pierod).
At my door in the Scottsdale house was my corispondence desk.
My pot would sit on tray and I would write many many letters of gratitude, encouragement and such. It was wonderful , My mail box was just on the other side of the door. I would use stickers and stamps of viarius seasons. It was pure indugence of the finer things of those days long ago.

Back then I had the most beautiful long hand writting and at times I would use caligraphy.
When Dove came home I almost tore my hand off in an accident and I lost my writting. Pained I would exercise and it never really came back. I tore some tendons. When Dash was I baby (10-11) months old I fell with him in my arms. I was right after he came home from Russia. I once again tour that hand by bracing the fall and stoping the babies head from hitting a foot stool. It was another 8 weeks of diaper changing one handed. Funny thing both my kids were diapered one handed. This is my desk. It is a roll top. I still treasure it and have many of my cards still in the cubbies. My that was 11 years ago now.

Tonight with my newly resurected tea strainer I sit here at my corespondece "keyboard" and hope and long to offer others the same Love and compassion that I came to know.
If you have ever known what it is to not be loved...
Love became a powerhouse within me when I come to know it.
It has been a real nice pot of tea tonight.

lessons, toys and vet bills

good evening

What a nice day here.
The children had the morning to play in the yard and at the computer.
They squabbled once and I told them they were not allowed to speak to each other for 30 minutes , at 15 they came to me to tell me they were ready to get along. Dove had told Dash that he slept like a baby, he took it as an offense. :)

We went out to shop after some business matters.
I had the kids count up all the allowance.
I asked them for the 10% (around) that was to be set aside.
Dash was very guarded he said "no your gonna take it away"...
I told him " no, I am going to set it aside for charity until you are ready to "give it freely".
He took great pause at that. I labeled them each a baggie and put the money in it and set it on my key board.

Then we readied ourselves to leave. I have worked hard on teaching them not to spend it all at once. They saved now for two months. It seamed the perfect day to take the time for the moral/financial lessons.
We loaded in the car just after Dash came to me with his charity bag, handed it to me as did Dove and we put it in the bag of medical supplies set for the clinic that serves those who need help.
If you are in Phoenix, call St Vincent De Paul head office, they can tell you what church you can drop things off at for the clinic on ? St.

We went to the first Wal-mart they did not have the toy of choice. I watched those two grow in character as they walked away (by their own choice) to go to another store to see if they could find it there. Second Wal-mart Nope...they walked away again a little stressed but having dealt well with waiting and not finding it . We spoke about the economy and how things are going in our Country due to choices of so many of us who errored. Then at the third store....It was shut down and abandoned . Could not have been more perfect!
We drove away talking about how things are a happening in our country and we are so very blessed. Thinking of those who are less fortunate.
They were then more EGAR to share their charity bags! Cool!
We went to another store and I told them that this is the last one.
We were ready to go home to eat.
We eat at home only now.
They made a choice, calculated and changed their minds three times baced on the fact ( i had no cash with me...they had to cover their own purchase...poor babies.naaaaaaaaa
Blessed children! Wow what a wonderful mommy day. I loved seeing the character stretch. I did not have a headache and was able to patiently stand with and walk them through the expierence. Dove came to me at the last store, she reached you and kissed me and said "thanks mom".

Vet bills

Our Golden had surgery scheduled for tomoorow.
The vets office called to tell me that the girl who gave memthe quote made a huge mistake. she quoted me $250. it was really more like $650.!
I have saved all month like a tight mizer to come up with enough to cover the blood work to keep the dog safe and I was rather upset to say the least.
The woman on the phone walked through it with me and was going to call the vet and present my case that it was not my error.
The one who made the mistake was severly repromanded.
The vet had had to exit early to fetch a child from childcare. We had no school here.
After calming I later thought about the hearts involved, the stress, anger, time and energy. The hardships of a simple error. An error that could be made by anyone.
I had hoped that perhaps the girl would plead my case and the vet would give me faver eat the loss and dog get surgery.
I thought about the vets heart, she owns a business, has employees (one who no doubt feels pretty bad about herself). She has a family to raise.
There is no way that I can come up with any more even if she does lower the price.
So I let go.
I called the girl I had talked with and told her that I let go, that her heart, the vets heart, and the girl who made the mistake are all more important than a dog.
The release of stress was a wonderful gift to give my own heart.
Love. I told the girl to tell the vet...that I loved her.
Our Goldens eye will be alright, in time her life will pass she is 10 years old now. She has a good life. Her eye is not too terribly bothersome. If it is a cancer we are not able to address that any farther. She has a good 5 years ldft of her longevity.
I let it go, she is Gods.
As am I.

Kids day off

Martin Luther Day
So assignment= Play with may children (around the tasks to do).
There allowance is burning a hole...
They have saved for two months...its time.

hay folks come back a little later I got work I need to tend too, kids are playing with the new toys they got.