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Twenty-three
The hour glass is nearly still
Twenty-two, good-bye
You were mostly kind to me
I'll kiss you as you fly
Tell the one that's coming
To gently settle in
And lay its claim with mercy
As we begin again
Another year to navigate
Please touch us with a peace
And bring this world a gentle calm
And bless us with a feast
Of kindness, wellness, warmth and wealth
Of love and heart felt cheer
I ask of you, Dear 23
Be this to all, this year
OctoberFest
Well, this concludes Octoberfest for Mark Holt and me. It was so worth it! He winced and groaned when I showed him our show schedule a few months back. It started in Pensacola 6 weeks ago but we had a weekend off before these 4 in a row: Winter Park, Daphne, AL, Ocala and Destin. We have 5 shows left but 3 are local including our home show.
I'm trying to convince him to buy me an Airstream so we can just live on the road but he ain't feelin' it.
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Winter Park. We've spent a lot of time in this town but this was our first time to exhibit at its Autumn Art Show. I'd heard loading in and out can be a very difficult unless your booth is located on the street. We were in the park on the grass which I much prefer.
This show is just absolutely wonderful. You can read about it (and see pictures including a very ugly one of me) HERE.
Sales wise, this was the best show I've ever done. Ever.
Six-Oh and a 55 Year Old Memory
I was five. Five years old in a bubble that was my home in the big woods with my Daddy and Mama, brother and sister and I was the baby.
Try me
I'm still doing everything. Driving, cooking, cleaning, going to the gas store and all the other things he usually does...
Til now
One day at Costco behind a line of cars...
Mark Holt: No one is at that pump so go to that one.
Me: No, the gas hole is on my side.
MH: You can stretch the hose across the back to the other side. It's easy. I've done it a million times!
Me: No. I don't want to do that. I will wait for a pump on the other side.
MH: Seriously?
Drive to the pump of his dreams...
Me: Make that a million and one.
They Eat Better Than We Do
Currently, we have three "Fluffs" who are very loved and spoiled.
Phoebe Trixibell just turned 13 and is a Maltese who is on the large side of the breed. She is not a picky eater.
Ankle Deep
I married a man with a bad ankle. I think it all started when he was 16 and skipped school one day, went water skiing and ended up with his foot too close to the boat propeller. Oh my. Bet he wished he was sitting in his Trig class about then.
Floored
Yeah baby. Our floors are done.
I love them.
We may never move.
And we can hear again.
Demolition
It's June now. We bought our land in February and I'm ready to build a house. But first, we need to deal with the one we already own.
Before we sell it, we have to fix it...
The first thing to take care of has to be these nasty 23 year old wood floors. They have been walked on, run on, rolled on, danced on, peed on, and yes, of course I'm talking about the dogs. We humans walk on them daily but seldom run, never roll and sadly haven't danced in years.
