Blog entry
Deep End
Long time no blog. I even made a resolution last year to blog more. That’s why I should not and usually do not make them. Because when I do, those promises break and my good intentions go South. I dive right in to a pool of broken promises.
Good thing I know how to swim.
2018 was a busy year for me. I worked even harder than I did the previous year and it paid off. I plan to do it again this year. Always pushing myself. Always digging deeper in, ever reaching.
Swimming right along…
Gnats
Just before leaving work today, I saw what I thought was a small swarm of gnats in the hallway. I followed them all the way out into the lobby, then outside the door. They were with me all the way home and in my backyard when I let the dogs out.
I am a very visual person. I need to see clearly when I'm working behind a 1600 degree flame.
Home
When your mother looks you in the eye and tells you she has one last wish, you lean in close to make sure you hear every word of it. Of course she tells you she wants to see her home again. "Just one more time".
This is what my sister experienced a few weeks ago. Broken hearted, she decided this wish would come true.
And it did today.
Night Nights
A few weeks ago, I embarked upon The Great Purge. That's when I open boxes that have been hugging the ceiling for several years at the top of linen closets. I found some interesting things. Photos, seashells, cards and letters, toys and stuffed animals...
Memory after memory dug ruts in my cheeks and paper cuts assaulted my fingers as I devoured each sheet of paper, many with grades housed in felt tip circles along with a cutesy sticker or a hand drawn smiley face.
Ending
Well 2017, you were all over the place. Accomplishments, failures, heartache, bits of joy. I'll call you an artist though, as you've painted lines on my face, and drawn a few in the sand.
There were thorns, there were roses, mountains to climb and clouds to ride.
Business wise, I broke all my records and exceeded my expectations. I've gotta say, I'm very proud of that. I earned it.
A Blonde Walks Into a Convenience Store...
I busted Mama out of the nursing home today and we went to see my sister Beth and afterwards, visited my favorite new store, Sand and Soul Designs in Sopchoppy. Afterwards, I wanted to take her to get ice cream and was advised (by three people) to stop by Rocky's Wakulla in Medart because they have really good frozen yogurt! I'd never been there but have heard it's a pretty cool place, and since it's right by the nursing home, I thought I'd give it a try.
Eli, Part IV, Liver-Hold the Onions
Shooting my dog up with Humulin twice a day was a lot easier than I thought it would be. Each morning when I took him outside, I had to hold a test strip in his urine stream to test his sugar. From there, I would calculate the proper dosage to give him and we'd be good until that evening. Twice a day, every day. It got to be so routine that Eli would notice me filling a syringe, walk over to me and stretch out his neck so I could give him the needle. Okay, it's probably because I gave him special treat after every injection.
Eli, Part III - Pork Dog
We met the foster on a Saturday morning at PetSmart. Eli accepted our love and kisses as if we'd had him since he was a puppy. Underneath his wheat colored fur that covered his face, were two beautiful, big brown eyes that sparkled like Christmas morning. As soon as we could have him groomed, we'd make sure to have the fur cut so it wouldn't cover his eyes anymore. Sheep dog types are used to this though and it wasn't uncomfortable for him, we just wanted to be able to see his pretty eyes.
Eli, Part II, Hide Your Heart
It had been far too long since I'd had a dog. As much as I loved my husband and kids, my heart ached for more. I needed a furry companion.
Days crawled by despite my busy schedule. I was working full time while raising an eight year old and a two year old. It was November of 2001 and the holidays were fast approaching.
Since meeting Eli on November 8th, I had thought of little else. The play ran for 10 days so I knew, and I warned my boys, that we would not find out if he would be coming to live with us until after the 18th.
Playing Favorites
My favorite color is the shade of aqua I saw the first time I laid eyes on the Caribbean Sea.
My favorite scent is puppy breath, followed closely by early morning summer rain.
My favorite novel is To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee.
My favorite fruit is watermelon.
My favorite number is 5.
My favorite flower is the Stargazer Lily.
My favorite beverage is chardonnay.
My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving.
My favorite season is Fall.
My favorite music is 70's.
My favorite sister is Beth.
My favorite brother is Clint.
