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A patient came into see the doctor. The doctor asks the man what he thinks is wrong.

"doctor I think I am a moth."

Doctor replies, "Well you think your a moth? I don't think what you need is a doctor . I think what you need is a therapist"

To this the patient replies...

"ya, I know replies the patient. I was on my way to a therapist but  I came in here when I saw that your light was on."

A tribute to our military - "I Fought For You"

Thankful Thursday

Fall is kissing the skin this morning
Giving off hopes of outdoor activities
Time to emerge out of this air conditioned cocoon

Gets my creativity flowing
Ohio farm girl, she is getting my heart into thinking life, seasons beauty
I hear a song bird behind me where I sit a window is open, the sounds of life sneaking in. As the school bus is heard through the security screen as the front door stands open.
Life after the long summer here in the desert awakes the human heart into day as spring does to the winter worlds of snow. It is time to think of seeds and seeds sown. Memories of lush rows begging to be reborn.
Suppose this is a day of open windows.

After only two hours of sleep I wonder what of this day is to be done. When my body once again longs begs for sleep throughout the night. The mask on my CPAP is faulty, it farts and sequels like a hungry kitten. Now we all love kitten but when they pester every night its time for a cage...not for them mind you but for me. I feel like I am going crazy with frustration. Every 5 minutes it wakes me. Giving me just enough time to doze and then my hand once again fuss to fix it. Over and over and over well by 2 a.m. of doing so I am just giving up! If sleep come by me without that silly mask snoring leaves one angry headache and restless rest as well. So crazy crazy early morns drag my sleepy self off a sofa to tend to the kids.

There is a sparrow on the feeder outside my window begging a meal. Makes me long for a bag of seed to feed him. So much promise to life on a cool autumn morn. Best get after it before it is gone and the scorching hours come upon us.

A kiss of cool upon my skin refreshed in the simplicity of life.

Prayer request if I could so impose...

• My golden retriever Rena is getting set on going home. She has masses all over and is now 12 years of days. I find my sleepless nights holding a bit of a vigil over her. Now I don't say anything to the kids. Seems Dash does know and understands. He asked me how long it will be. Answers come hard to give a child.
• The last infusion came by way of a different nurse that so wounded my arms that it is yet they hurt some 7 days later. Got me to sorta dreading the next one. Though my strength is returning.
• Seems Dove resents that I have need of the infusions. She is mad if she thinks that I have to go through them. So afterward she expects them to fix everything. Oh the sweet mind of a child.
• I don't blame her a bit. I would be mad if my mom had to go through it too. So remember her heart in the matter if ya would.
• thanks...meant in so many ways.
• my mind is a mucky muddy mess and needs a good washing via the word. Just to remember who I am and who I am loved by.

A moment in time

floods lies into mind

comes despair

hours awake wondering how?

sorrows sad spectacle

purpose blind no merit in time

Truth be told

lies are bold

to the core

cutting deep 

creating those weep

Truth be told

truth is bold

like love it prevails

no fear nor dread

nor for self alone

humble

truth be told

love is bold

pleasure in gifts

perspective of others

hearts of gold

vision toward what is to unfold

Children and husbands

family friends

Yes bold be the lie

bolder be truth

yet bolder yet be love

I am loved

That is truth

sorrow bring joy

time in a promise

vision destiny calls

Sewing Room part one

 

My Sewing Room/Studio is on the East/South-East of the bogua

The Fortune section of the grid. Colors are suggested as Purple Blue green accent yellow and white.

Using some ideas off the study the realization that having my work station facing the wall has really bothered me for good reasons. The air conditioning unit is on the outside of this wall.

It vibrates. The counter was resonating the sounds and facing it was a real irritating hum of items on the wall.

The clutter was a real issue even though I tried to subdue it.

5-2009

After my first attempts failed me using the fabrics on shelf this was the next effort.

Even though I love the color it was still wrong. I found it too boring and unpleasant. Sewing still was not attractive. The space just did not do it for me. Now this is an awesome room and the efforts were not to stop until success was accomplished.

The print on the wall is called 'solo flight' it is a sad image to me.

Removing all and any thing that gives unpleasant memory is an effort. The image of the 'young girl reading' has always been one of my favorite art master pieces.

 

Color was just not right. Too sedate, the color palate is off.

10-2009

The study bent me into making the effort to turn this room into a comfortable place to work!

This week end we stripped it down and turned it around.

My sweet husband put a lot of effort into it. 

Now this is just for the sewing section so far.

(note the hole in the ironing board cover)

Glue guns must be unplugged! :)

Note the beading on the light fixture.

The unit is securely bolted to the counter top. This is an reused cabinet set. Often they can be found on Craigs list for free. This is the unit we purchased as a desk years ago when monitors were huge. It was for his office. We have moved it around the house a few times.

The wire  of the cabinetry makes it able to be plugged into the wall and then the outlets are placed around the unit. This was basic electrical work.
A new ironing board cover added at $9. so far the only added expense.

Stay tuned for the next installment.