I live in NE Florida .. and it’s COLD. I don’t tolerate the COLD and I rather just stay inside. but other things need to be done. Did i get them all done? Of course not. Though I tried, but the cold came too quick with the wind chill in the air, it cuts like a knife!
So If you’re experiencing the COLD, and not use to it… be sure to bundle up.
STAY WARM.
There will be a visitation tonight for my beautiful Mother who was 97 and died this past Tuesday. July 8, 2025. It’s a heartache but we were aware it was coming after her recent hospital stay and a new diagnosis of Congestive Heart Failure and another hospital visit that we are still unaware of the problem.
My Mother was a wonderful person inside and out. She loved everyone she met and was an all consumed believer in Jehovah Our God.
Because of her resolve and unfearing death, I’m at peace but that certailnly does not relieve the hurt in my heart and head.
Therefore I have lot of memories that will fill my head and heart with joy, laughter, tears, sorrow, but most of all Mother & Daughter, we were best friends, who knew the love forever bond between us.
My Mother, I’ll love you as I did before, forever and always now.
Rest In Peace My Beautiful Mother.
Heart Loves. Heart Hurts.
Heart Shares. Heart Shines.
Heart Shatters. Heart Mends.
Created with #AI @NightCafe
This day, 5.31.2017. (6) Six Years Ago, I was in surgery for lung cancer. And all was removed. Including the lower right lobe ….
I’m grateful & thankful for the surgeon who took the time to test every little bit before saying it was all gone according to the spot test at the time.
NO chemo was needed.
NO radiation was needed.
I’ve stayed ‘Cancer Free’ for the 5 years since….
Today is just another. Very Grateful Day. Marking another year. ❤️🌹❤️ …. Just wanted to share….
Happy Mother’s Day
Marriage is a time of joy
For pretty girls and handsome boys.
The Groom is dressed in tailored black,
For everyone to pat his back.
The Bride is dressed in white lace,
For all to see her glowing face.
The Wedding’s now over.
The guests have gone.
But remember,
When things get rough
And the going bad,
Remember the day
When no one was sad.
The day you and your mate
Joined hearts as one.
So live each day with
Honor and love.
Today is here,
Yesterday gone,
Tomorrow your goal;
So keep holding on.
Make each day as long as it will,
And end each day with a
Beautiful Song!
Did you know that not so long ago, I painted glass!?
Had to stop for awhile and still have some pieces in storage but most
that I Painted, were sold at Art Shows and by simply sharing my ‘art’
Until I get this part started again, hopefully during the summer here’s a few (and not the best clarity in focus …. but hopefully) they will let you see and hopefully have an interest in a comeback of my
Hand-Painted – Signed Art Glass! – ((Kolours))
I’ve finally created the site for my creative, fractal, digital… ART!
I’d be delighted to have you come for a visit and of course offer any suggestions for improvement! I look forward to sharing what I create in my ‘spare time’!
Today .the 11th of MAY, 2023 . after Mothers Day last year .
2022, which fell on the 8th, a Sunday….
My Mothers back was broken. so this is not perfect, but I like the
feeling it portraits as a Mother and Daughters LOVE…
So this coming Sunday, Mothers Day 2023, This Daughter is
Blessed to have her (now) 95 Year old Mother.
Blessing to all the Mothers
This is creation from one of the #AI applications Nightcafe Studios
More Information about this with the link above and here
This is the picture that I used to REFERENCE… the Memory of 2022
Mothers Day, May 8th, 2022
Well, I’ve done just about ALL I can do and nothing is working, so I’m giving up my ART CORNER … I don’t like giving up… SO to HELL with it all I suppose it’s just not to be!
I’ll try and concentrate on my poetry!
REAL TIRED trying to get this WORDPRESS site for my ART going. Every time I think I’ve got it RIGHT, NOT! … The themes are not meant for ‘artists … only photographers and their photos. Well, I don’t have time to do photographs all the time .. but I do make time to fiddle with creative applications that bring me relaxation and joy…. and all I wanted to do was share some of me, and have something to hold on to! But that really seems impossible!
IFANYONE reads this and would like to suggest, I’m all ears. I’m sure that SUPPORT with WP is tired of seeing and trying to help me ..but that’s what they do .. and lag with my time schedule. Oh WELL! …I’m so frustrated. I’d love to scream, and scream, and scream, at the top of my lungs and then cry, cry, cry…. but people would think that I was loosing my mind and mad. NO, I just really need an outlet, without my mom who is 95, and in failing health to see me upset. BUT it scares the HELL out of me. So I’m Upset. I’m Frustrated. So, thanks for letting me vent .. and one day when things get ironed out: I’ll stop in and see what all of you have to say.
Until anther day… On this is now Sunday isn’t it?
Thanks for the venting!
If, you’re checking in on me, or watching what I might post… I certainly would appreciate some feed-back on my progress that has got me so confused about the layout!
WHAT, you might say … WHAT Am I talking about? That’s my problem!
My Poetry that I’m going to post … Heart Strings (in the works)
And My Art Corner. This is the one that I’m having difficulty with.
Making sure the pages and what will be, flow smoothly, but with so much going on in my life I find myself, confused about what should be instead of letting it flow with ease I guess!
I don’t even see right now the cats & tags!
I know its’s early or late .. me, I do need to get to bed! STAT . So If you’re inclined to take a peek, I certainly would appreciate your feedback!
A woman in a hot air balloon realized she was lost. She lowered her altitude and spotted a man in a boat below. She shouted to him, “Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don’t know where I am.”
The man consulted his portable GPS and replied, “You’re in a hot air balloon, approximately 30 feet above a ground elevation of 2346 feet above sea level. You are at 31 degrees, 14.97 minutes north latitude and100 degrees, 49.09 minutes west longitude”
She rolled her eyes and said, “You must be a Republican.”
“I am,” replied the man. “How did you know?”
“Well,” answered the balloonist, “everything you told me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to do with your information, and I’m still lost. Frankly, you’ve not been much help to me.”
The man smiled and responded, “You must be a Democrat.”
“I am,” replied the balloonist. “How did you know?” “Well,” said the man, “you don’t know where you are or where you’re going. You’ve risen to where you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise that you have no idea how to keep, and you expect me to solve your problem. You’re in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but, somehow, now it’s my fault.”
(Georgia McLean)
SOUTHERN RESTAURANT
Two hillbillies walk into a restaurant. After ordering their cornbread and beans, they set awhile, talkin bout’ the latest addition to their junkyard business
Suddenly, a woman at a nearby table, who is eating a sandwich, begins to cough.
After a minute or so, it becomes apparent that she is in real distress.
One of the hillbillies looks at her and says “Kin ya swallar?”
The Woman shakes her head no.
“Kin ya breathe?”
The woman begins to turn blue and shakes her head no.
The hillbilly walks over to the woman, lifts up The back of her dress, yanks down her drawers and quickly gives her Right butt cheek a big, wet lick with his tongue
The woman is so shocked that she has a violent spasm and the obstruction flies out of her mouth. As she begins to breathe again, the hillbilly walks slowly back to the bar.
His partner says, “Ya know, I’ d heerd of that there ‘Hind Lick Maneuver’, but I ain’t never seen nobody do it.”
Deborah…I’m from North Carolina … so I relate!!
This was sent from a friend, and I wish I knew the writer at the end to Thank her for sharing it! It is a wonderful laugh!
Enjoy!
As a trucker stops for a red light, a blonde catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door.
The trucker lowers the window, and she says, “Hi, my name is Heather and you are losing some of your load.”
The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street. When the truck stops for another red light, the girl catches up again. She jumps out of her car, runs up and knocks on the window.
Again, the trucker lowers the window. As if they’ve never spoken, the blonde says brightly, “Hi my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!”
Shaking his head, the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street.
At the third red light, the same thing happens again. All out of breath, the blonde gets out of her car, runs up, knocks on the truck window.
The trucker lowers the window. Again she says, “Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing some of your load!”
When the light turns green the trucker revs up and races to the next light. When he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs back to the blonde. He knocks on her window, and as she lowers it, he says…
“Hi, my name is Kevin, it’s winter in Minnesota and I’m driving the SALT TRUCK!”
Can you imagine holding your camera steady enough to take these photos!
I cannot nor will I acknowledge that these pictures are what they say, or by whom.
Only will I say that they are beautiful pictures!
Deborah“I don’t know in which order the message was to which photo(s) but I feel the photos of the nature and Her forces speaks for themselves. Be Careful in any situation you might find yourself in.”
The following picture was taken from the third story balcony of Saint Stanislaus College located next door to Our Lady of the Gulf church in Bay Saint Louis, Mississippi on the morning of August 29th, 2005. This is believed to be the initial tidal wave from Hurricane Katrina. The tidal wave was approximately 35 to 40 feet high. When it slammed into the beach front communities of Bay Saint Louis and Waveland Mississippi to completely destroy 99% of every structure along the beach for 9 miles and over ? of a mile inland. The destruction only started there. The flooding that continued inland destroyed the contents of all but 35 homes in these two communities of approximately 14,000 people.
These pictures were taken by a man in Magee, MS where the eye of the storm passed thru.
Magee is 150 miles North of Waveland, Mississippi where the Hurricane made land fall.
The dance with Katrina, part of her beauty as she left destruction on her exit.
A blonde woman was having financial troubles so she decided to kidnap a child and demand a ransom. She went to a local park, grabbed a little boy, took him behind a tree and wrote a note. “I have kidnapped your child. I am sorry to do this but I need the money. Leave $10,000 in a plain brown bag behind the big oak tree in the park at 7AM.” Signed, “The Blonde.”
She pinned the note inside the little boy’s jacket and told him to go straight home. The next morning, she returned to the park to find the $10,000 in a brown bag behind the big oak tree, just as she had instructed. Inside the bag with the cash was the following note. “Here is your money. I cannot believe that one blonde would do this to another.”
…..true story…..(at least the e-Mail said so!)
This is just too funny not to share. Excerpted from an article which
appeared in the Dublin Times about a bank robbery on March 2.
Once inside the bank shortly after midnight, their efforts at
disabling the security system got underway immediately. The
robbers, who expected to find one or two large safes filled with
cash & valuables, were surprised to see hundreds of smaller safes
throughout the bank.
The robbers cracked the first safe’s combination, and inside they
found only a small bowl of vanilla pudding.
As recorded on the bank’s audio tape system, one robber said, ‘At
least we’ll have a bit to eat.’
The robbers opened up a second safe, and it also contained nothing but
vanilla pudding. The process continued until all s safes were opened.
They did not find one pound sterling, a diamond , or an ounce of gold.
Instead, all the safes contained covered bowls of pudding.
Disappointed, the robbers made a quiet exit, each leaving with
nothing more than a queasy, uncomfortably full stomach. The
newspaper headline read:
IRELAND’S LARGEST SPERM BANK ROBBED EARLY THIS MORNING…
A wealthy man was having an affair with an Italian woman for several years. One night, during one of their rendezvous, she confided in him that she was pregnant. Not wanting to ruin his reputation or his marriage, he paid her a large sum of money, if she would go to Italy to secretly have the child. If she stayed in Italy to raise the child, he would also provide child support until the child turned 18. She agreed, but asked how he would know when the baby was born. To keep it discrete, he told her to simply mail him a post card and write “Spaghetti” on the back. He would then arrange for child support payments to begin.
One day, about 9 months later, he came home to his confused wife. “Honey,” she said. “You received a very strange post card today.”
“Oh, just give it to me and I’ll explain it,” he said.
The wife obeyed and watched as her husband read the card, turned white and fainted.
On the card was written: “Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti. Two with meatballs, one without.
Q.) How much does a house weigh?
A.) Just a tad more than a rural two-lane bridge can hold, apparently.
SO WOULD THIS BE COVERED BY HOUSE INSURANCE, CAR INSURANCE, OR, DOES IT COME UNDER ROADSIDE ASSISTANCE?
Or do they just put a ramp on both ends and call it a new covered bridge?
A woman goes to Italy to attend a 2-week, company training session.
Her husband drives her to the airport and wishes her to have a good trip.
The wife answers: “Thank you honey, what would you like me to bring for you?”
The husband laughs and says: “An Italian girl!!!”
The woman kept quiet and left.
Two weeks later he picks her up in the airport and asks: “So, honey, how was the trip?”
“Very good, thank you.” “And, what happened to my present?” “Which present?” She asked.
“The one I asked for – an Italian girl!!”
“Oh, that” she said “Well, I did what I could, now we have to wait for nine months to see if it is a girl !!!”
Moral of the story: Don’t tempt a woman, they are far too intelligent!
(Every penny counts)(Interesting E-Mail)(a few years back)
I don’t know what you guys are paying for gasoline….Here in California we are also paying higher, up to $3.00 per gal.. But my line of work is in petroleum for about 31 years now, so here are so me tricks to get more of your money’s worth for every gallon.
Here at the Kinder Morgan Pipeline where I work in San Jose , CA we deliver about 4 million gallons in a 24-hour period thru the pipeline. One day is diesel the next day is jet fuel, and gasoline, regular and premium grades. We have 34-storage tanks here with a total capacity of 16,800,000 gallons.
TIP #1: Only buy or fill up your car or truck in the early morning when the ground temperature is still cold. Remember that all service stations have their storage tanks buried below ground. The colder the ground the more dense the gasoline, when it gets war me r gasoline expands, so buying in the afternoon or in the evening….your gallon is not exactly a gallon. In the petroleum business, the specific gravity and the temperature of the gasoline, diesel and jet fuel, ethanol and other petroleum products plays an important role. A 1-degree rise in temperature is a big deal for this business. But the service stations do not have temperature compensation at the pumps.
TIP #2: When you’re filling up do not squeeze the trigger of the nozzle to a fast mode. If you look you will see that the trigger has three (3) stages: low, middle, and high. In slow mode you should be pumping on low speed, thereby minimizing the vapors that are created while you are pumping. All hoses at the pump have a vapor return. If you are pumping on the fast rate, so me of the liquid that goes to your tank becomes vapor. Those vapors are being sucked up and back into the underground storage tank so you’re getting less worth for your money.
TIP #3: One of the most important tips is to fill up when your gas tank is HALF FULL or HALF EMPTY. The reason for this is, the more gas you have in your tank the less air occupying its empty space. Gasoline evaporates faster than you can imagine. Gasoline storage tanks have an internal floating roof. This roof serves as zero clearance between the gas and the atmosphere, so it minimizes the evaporation. Unlike service stations, here where I work, every truck that we load is temperature compensated so that every gallon is actually the exact amount.
TIP #4: VERY IMPORTANT: Another reminder. If there is a gasoline truck pumping into the storage tanks when you stop to buy gas, DO NOT fill up–most likely the gasoline is being stirred up as the gas is being delivered and you might pick up so me of the dirt that normally settles on the bottom.
Hope this will help you get the most value for your money.
WHAT TO DO TO CELEBRATE A LIFE – 95 YEARS
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Does not seem possible that I’m so blessed to still have my mother, who will turn a wondrous 95 years of age April 5th
((I’m writing this . 10 days before . It’s the 27th of March 1 am))
I could not be more blessed than I am right now.
I love her more than she has any idea . And I know she loves more more than I have any idea …
But we are always there for each other…. even in times of disagreements… we are together always.
LOOKING AHEAD . – – . A celebration of her LIFE –
Not her Birthday – (don’t celebrate) But acknowledge her LIFE.
I know that there is no family here, she’s stuck with just me… but perhaps you’d like to show a bit of love to her.!.
READ & YOU’LL UNDERSTAND.
My Mother:
Forever my Mother is a beautiful lady, who was also a sister, a wife, a mother & even an aunt & taken too soon, the title of a grandmother… and a loyal friend.
Tootsie Caines Register
Honored that she is my Mom 
A man and his wife are awakened at 3 o’clock in the morning by a loud pounding on the door. The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.
“Not a chance,” says the husband, “it is three o’clock in the morning!” He slams the door and returns to bed.
“Who was that?” asked his wife.
“Just some drunk guy asking for a push,” he answers.
“Did you help him?” she asks.
“No, I did not, it is three in the morning and it is pouring outside!”
“Well, you have a short memory,” says his wife. “Can’t you remember about three months ago when we broke down and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself!”
The man does as he’s told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pouring rain. He calls out into the dark,
“Hello, are you still there?”
“Yes,” comes back the answer.
“Do you still need a push?” calls out the husband.
“Yes, please!” comes the reply from the dark.
“Where are you?” asks the husband.
Replies the drunk – “Over here on the swing!”
George Phillips of Meridian, Mississippi was going up to bed when his wife told him that he’d left the light on in the garden shed, which she could see from the bedroom window.
George opened the back door to go turn off the light but saw that there were people in the shed stealing things.
He phoned the police, who asked “Is someone in your house?” and he said “no”. Then they said that all patrols were busy, and that he should simply lock his door and an officer would be along when available.
George said, “Ok,” hung up, counted to 30, and phoned the police again.
“Hello, I just called you a few seconds ago because there were people in my shed. Well, you don’t have to worry about them now cause I’ve just shot them all.” Then he hung up.
Within five minutes three police cars, an Armed Response unit, and an ambulance showed up at the Phillips residence and caught the burglars red-handed.
One of the Policemen said to George: “I thought you said that you’d shot them!”
George said, “I thought you said there was nobody available!
A nice, calm and respectable lady went into the pharmacy, right up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes, and said, “I would like to buy some cyanide.”
The pharmacist asked, “Why in the world do you need cyanide?”
The lady replied, “I need it to poison my husband.”
The pharmacist’s eyes got big and he exclaimed, “Lord have mercy! I can’t give you cyanide to kill your husband! That’s against the law! I’ll lose my license! They’ll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!”
The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist’s wife.
The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, “Well now. That’s different. You didn’t tell me you had a prescription. “
Do NOT try this at home! LOL!
A store that sells new husbands has just opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates:
You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are six floors and the value of the products increase as the shopper ascends the flights.
The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!
So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 – These men Have Jobs. She is intrigued, but continues to the second floor, where the sign reads:
Floor 2 – These men Have Jobs and Love Kids. “That’s nice”, she thinks, “but I want more.” So she continues upward. The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, and are Extremely Good Looking. “Wow,” she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor and the sign reads:
Floor 4 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop Dead Good Looking and Help With Housework. “Oh, mercy me!” she exclaims, “I can hardly stand it! “Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads:
Floor 5 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop Dead Gorgeous, Help with Housework, and Have a Strong Romantic Streak. She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor, where the sign reads:
Floor 6 – You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.
PLEASE NOTE:
To avoid gender bias charges, the store’s owner opened a
New Wives store just across the street.
The first floor has wives that love sex.
The second floor has wives that love sex and have money.
The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors have never been visited.
These if, you’re old like me, certainly know these faces. These faces were created with the new format AI Dream Wombo
If it’s not too much to ask, I’d really like an honest opinion.
About Web Sights
Yes I know I’m here on WordPress .. but what other might you use for other venues?
Blogger? GoDaddy? I’m not even sure of what all is out here. Or do you put all your eggs into one basket … here (or elsewhere).
I’m torn, because of cost, but I have so many poems that I’d really like to showcase, as there is a book with a title in the library of congress with Copyright… but I’ll probably never get it fully proofed as it should, so one or two at a time will work.
Creative ART & my Hand-Painted glass. Yes, I guess I’ve had my hands in a few things throughout the years with so many interruptions… I just need to try and focus on one or two and show what I’m capable of!
That’s why my question.
And with WordPress… It’s a pain sometimes, trying as now to compose and it keeps moving words into other parts as it pleases! I also like the poetry to be displayed as I wrote them.. NOT everything is up and down left to right ..and I want it to be shown as I wrote them and intended for them to be. AND different fonts are always a way of expression with me.
I do hope that someone will read, understand this and help me out. My time is precious as I’m a caregiver of my Mother who will be 95 in April. So my time, is when I can I want to grab an easy place to Hang My Hat!
Thank You for your time.
Having a difficult time trying to figure out and design another ‘site’ for my art creations and my ‘stuff’.
Apophysis, Digital, Fractal art designs that are incredibly fun and fascinating. Along with a few other applications derived from the same premise. design with fractals… Some I’ve tried and way beyond my mind with so many other things that arose, my mind was not into it… but a couple are indeed worth trying.
And NOW, there has come the AI creations, that Ifind so intriguing and unique, but sometimes my mind goes into dump mode and there’s nothing there with the visual that so many have. BUT I have created some that I’m thrilled with.
So WHERE do I go and what do I do? STAY here or go to another(s) sight?
My Poetry, I also have listed at BLOGGER, one of the book parts that I’ve sat on for many years. I Really Need to start showcasing them again!
AND least but not forgotten, is the hand painted glass that I cannot do at the moment, but I would like to share what I created and the pieces I still have within my arsenal!
HELP!.. Now there are three parts to my book of poetry, and think best to separate out.
The designs of fractal creations … so many sections!
My glass .just one sight will do!
Helpful suggestion are so welcome!
Happy Valentines Day to you all with LOVE
Daddy’s Story Through My Eyes
It has been quite some time since I’ve put anything on ‘paper’ but I’m going to give this a try, once again.
So much has changed in these last few years, where to begin.
My DADDY began having issues and neither Mother nor myself recognized what was happening, after all he was up in years! So no need to worry, right? Wrong. Daddy was in the stages of Alzheimer’s. The later stage I guess you’d call it. That began in 2013 when we really noticed, but little did we know it has been approaching for some time.
The SIGNS of this horrible disease, was and still is too little. The signs were there, if only we had known. Times when Mother would have to remember ow they drove to a place so she could help daddy get them back out. That was a sign. But just old age… NOT. It was a subtle sign. Ignored. Not knowing how to write a check or making sure the numbers were correct. I remember vividly one afternoon. Daddy always cut his yard and mine (I live across the street) and loved doing it, as it kept him active & as a young man and Daddy, he had done ‘a many a one’ to help support his family, so he knew how to cut yards & keep them up etc. This one day, I called mom and asked he if Daddy felt OK… why she asked… because he’s cutting the yard (backyard which is very small) all wrong. He’s cutting & throwing the grass into the flower beds that has just been mulched. She say, no… not that she knew of, so we both just figured it was an ‘Off’ day, once again, due to ‘age’. That’s when we began paying a little more and closer attention to the actions and saw that something was definitely wrong. Perhaps he had cancer again, or his heart needed attention again.
In Apr.il of 2013 we tricked daddy going for a ride and took him to the ER
….Back to writing this ….
That was the beginning of a discovery we knew nothing about and still there is little known things to alert the loved ones.
What’s ahead is devastating. For everyone, including the loved one your watching go down hill with no way to stop it, no way to tell them and understand that you’ll be there for them and you’ll love them forever and always.
Alzheimer’s Disease……
DADDY. Back to our story of Daddy….
WELL, I suppose this will have to wait until another time .yet again. but for now, perhaps someone, if only me will read and understand the trial and tribulations that have occurred over the last several years .. and that does not begin to touch the surface of my mother and I dealing with that and the other issues that tagged along and others that arose!
So until another post.another day. stay well.
Created this cake! For Me🩷
With the many variations of AI . I used #Dream #Wombo
This is the last day of my life with the age of 70!
It’s been a tumble few years, but all in all, grateful for the times I’ve had and shared
with my Mother who will turn 95 in April. She is a true tough cookie, as the old saying goes! She and I together we’ve tried to conquer the hurdles that have come our way.
So this last day of being 70 … I’m so grateful for this time. Tomorrow is not promised, but praying that the dayand weeks and months ahead will shine light on mother and I!
Until later, may your day be one of blessings.
We’ll meet again.
Well, it’s coming down to the wire! In a few days I’ll pass another year of aging.
This year past and the three before it, have been trying, but I’m grateful to still be here and to have beautiful mom who will have milestone of her own birthday in April …
Times tough. But we keep going. WordPress,please bear with me as my funds are just about null before the SS kicks in and hopefully my domain will not go bye-bye!
I really don’t know when my funds have been this low. I’ve have issues before, just like so many have, but this is beyond what I’ve ever experienced.
So to all of you, hang in there, is about all I can say. Right NOW!
It is February after all!
Everyone needs a helping hand from time to time. In this case, we see a mama bear helping their young bear grab some food.
Well, I’m depressed today, but not in the normal… oh my gosh she needs help!
It’s like time moves too fast or stands still when it comes to problems.
Don’t panic. It’s gloomy and has been for a week. And when something goes wrong expect everything else to follow. I cannot get my head wrapped around the art used to create … my bedroom tv is in need of replacement… this computer is giving me fits … and this WordPress sight is giving me problems and I have no idea how to contact anyone … My cell phone is not charging…and like everyone else …we depend on them for appointments, contact information .Everything. That’s it in a nutshell … One thing goes wrong . expect it all to fall. Glad that I’m back on here: at least for now, with the way that Twitter and Facebook are acting I’m happy here… if I could just get this fixed!’
OK . That’s all for now … I’ll try to fix this sight later! HUGS
Please take few minutes of your time to listen and watch her cry .
He sons health is at risk because of prescription pricing.
Insulin. One box. One month supply.
The difference in Cost from …
Trump vs Biden Question asked Who else?
How many? Will be in this position.
Her title… Thanks Biden! Her name is Frances Simpson
Find her There! Its a powerful Video.
May your weekend have sunshine & joy.
This is Sonny. Who has a mind of his own. His color is apricot. And yes, he can be mischievous!
You’ll just have to ignore my mess you might see!♡
Just to think of SPRING: About the weather and it is so nice to have a mild weather that we’ve had, but some weather all over the place for what seems to be mild, wet, cold, warm… to take a short walk in the yard and next door (well behind me on the corner) they have a Maple Tree.
To see the signs of spring! But to see what could be a turn for the warmth and embrace all of us.
But this I’m sure is jut a fleeting moment as the cold artic seems to be blanketing the whole United States. Spring officially arrives on March 20, 2021, which is only a bit over a month away. I’m sure that with all the events that have happened over the last year we all would welcome EARLY spring, which we all would be grateful for.
Living in Florida I really don’t have much to complain about when it comes to the weather, except that I do not tolerate the cold! It’s also a different cold from the northern states. How I lived in Virginia/DC area with its cold winters .. and the occasionally snow is now a wonder. The snow as it’s falling and the sparkle it creates at first dawn: is breathtaking.
So with those thoughts I share a bit of hope that this Spring, will bring unity, peace, and new blessings of things yet to come.
Happy Day
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