Grateful Tuesday

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It was a wonderful day in my garden today.

I am grateful for my lovely tree with all its beautiful color. It has visits from hummingbirds, bees, birds, and pesky squirrels. It is a peaceful part of my yard that I enjoy most when it is filled with purple.

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                 This jacaranda is in the lower yard. This is the view from my balcony,

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The two small trees in the upper yard have awesome yellow flowers. The bees love these blooms.

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The yellow daylilies are in various spots in my yard. Some years I have tons, but this year there have been only a few blooms. I am grateful every time I see one.

 

 

 

 

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The starlilies are in my front and back yards. They have had more blooms this year than any before.

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After watering everywhere Annie joins me on the swing. She makes every day a special day. When we go out front she has no leash. She stays right by my side. If someone passes by the house, she runs back through the house, and barks at them from the back yard.100852631_10156923896816290_2220485877145010176_o

 

 

Sunsets out back are lovely. I am grateful for my home and the joys I find in my gardens.

Day 289 – LSS Attitude of Gratitude -Grand-kids departing – There is always something to be grateful for.

Another very hot day in Southern California. I wonder why I live in this insanity and then I look at the rest of the US and I count my blessings. One good thing is that my hands do not hurt so much in the heat. Once upon a time I loved the high nineties. It  just felt so good to not be cold all the time. But thanks to my fibro, I run much hotter all the time. I can’t take the extreme heat that I used to enjoy. I become drained and lethargic with the heat now. I just don’t like it. 

The temps were too much to be mingling about too long outside. So after watering my yards I picked up more garbage to add to the cans before the early trash man arrived. I was back in the house and starting laundry before Z3 awoke. He of course did not want to eat but was anxious to play Sequence. I think he has an addiction to board games, or just to having adults to himself. Before it got too hot Z3 went in to the kiddie pool. I fussed about the yard while he cooled off. Before coming inside, I joined him in the water.

We took a quick trip to the grocery store for my spouse to pick up meds and bagels for lunch. Z3 wanted a cool lunch of yogurt and fruit. None of us had much energy again today. We enjoyed playing board games, eating Popsicles, and laying around. Z3 even got some TV time today which he thought was amazing. After dinner Z3 had another romp in the kiddie pool and I played outside with the dog. She has been play deprived in the heat. Early mornings and late evenings are the only time we get to play fetch. She kept going tonight for much longer than usual. I am glad we had our play time. As the solar lights were all coming on outside Z3 was ready to go in. It was perfect timing.

Popcicles and more board games filled our evening. Z3 finished painting and decorating the last of his three wooden race cars we bought for him.  No movie tonight. Z3 was forlorn when we spoke of packing up his belongings so he would be ready to go home tomorrow. When his mom called he wanted to talk to Z1. He has missed him quite a lot.

Tomorrow my summer of grand-kids extended holidays will be over. Next week my school has Panther Camp and I won’t be participating. I won’t be meeting the incoming sixth graders and getting to know them. I won’t be setting up my classroom this year. I won’t be planning lessons this year. 

I am grateful for new opportunities to grow. I am grateful for this August being a new beginning. 

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Day 263 – LSS Attitude of Gratitude – Blog/#SoCS for-fore-four – There is always something to be grateful for.


screen-shot-2019-01-19-at-1.53.56-pm-1Linda Hill’s stream of consciousness makes my Saturday blog different than my norm.  It means instead of focusing on what repeatedly popped in my head, I need to focus on what popped in my head from her topic. A subtle difference but one I enjoy. 

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “for/fore/four.” Use one, use ’em all, use ’em any way you want. Bonus points for using all three. Enjoy!

As is my usual goal I attempt to join my blog topic with her parameters. 

I was waiting for Annie to give her a bath today. She decided to play in the area I had painted again. I thought she had paint on all four of her limbs, but happily the fore legs were not dotted with white paint. I adore our four legged furbaby. She brings such joy to my life. She is well behaved, most of the time. She loves attention as done any dog. She always wants to be wherever her people are. She has a bed in almost all the rooms in our house. The only time Annie is allowed up on the furniture is outside. She likes to sit on the swing when anyone is there. But of course, her rules still apply. She must be petted at every moment.

I am grateful we rehomed this little mixed breed. Before her, we had Brittany Spaniels as our last many rescue dogs. I am grateful that she is such a good bark dog. She always lets me know if someone is near. I am grateful she dislikes the squirrels as much as I do. Perhaps with her help,  we will actually get to eat some of the pomegranates off our tree this year. I am grateful she has caught a few critters. I am not as grateful that she likes to bring them to us as a present.

I am grateful for the opportunity to join in the SoCS blog challenge.  If you would like to join in the Saturday challenge, saunter over to Linda’s blog to see all the guidelines. I always try to read as many other blogs as I can. Usually the variety of interpretations are so varied. 

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Day 245 – LSS Attitude of Gratitude – A different way to meditate

I knew I needed an early start today as the weather is projected to be 105 F. So before my spouse was even out of the shower I was outside painting the caps on the numerous retaining walls in my back yard. I purchased the paint months ago and today was the day for me to complete the task. Typically when I work in the yard, at length, I tend to solve the world’s problems. At least in my head.   

I’ve learned some people meditate on a walk or jog so I figured I could meditate while I painted. I brought over an outside chair, dressed in my painting clothes, and prepared to work. Realizing as of late that I am able to meditate better with planned noise, I found a two hour YouTube meditation. It was highly effective. As I worked on my chore I had my typical brain wanderings. I was disturbed early in the process by the awful squirrels running along the fence which drove my dog crazy.  Once they had escaped to the open area beyond my fence things calmed down. I then kept trying to remember the Huck Finn reference about painting. I wondered if someone in this day and age could be fooled into doing the tedious job. I actually enjoy painting, but boy am I messy.   

It wasn’t long before I was in deep thought. This week I have been hearing ad after ad about Father’s Day. At different points in my life this holiday has brought sadness, wistfulness, and melancholy, but never joy.  I remembered the many many “father figures” that have been in my life. I was never connected to any of my stepfathers as a child except the first one. He was more a dad to me than my own father. So at the ripe old age of four when he would beat my mother, I decided I never wanted a dad again. These memories did not bring me tears this time. I just moved past them. Then I thought about stepdad number seven. While not perfect (no one is) he was the best thing that ever happened to my mom. I would not have believed that when I first learned of him. I went over to my mother’s house because it was my birthday and typically my mother would make a special dinner for me. Instead of having dinner I found a note on her kitchen table that said “Sorry I can’t be here for your birthday, I’ve gone to Vegas to get married.”  I had no idea who it was she was marrying this time. My only thought was oh well, here we go again. The first Father’s Day of their marriage I did not acknowledge his presence. I had not done so with any of the former men and did not feel compelled to do so. After a while I came to know this gentle man and to love him. As I was an adult when they married, I never felt compelled to call him Dad. But my fond memories of him were that he was good to and for my mom. For that I shall forever be grateful. I came to love him and the to love the way he accepted my children. K1 was always called pumpkin by him as a toddler. She decided to give him a name also. She named him Pickum. It wasn’t long before everyone in the immediate family called him Pickum. He is the only man I have ever made and purchased Father’s Days gifts for. These thoughts brought tears of thankfulness. My brain then went to his final days in this realm. He was always reading his Bible. I hoped it gave him peace. I wondered what his passing would do to my mom.

Then I went back to Father’s Day. I thought of my dear cousin who had an amazing Father and I feel her loss. My uncle was so kind and caring. I miss him so much. It wasn’t long until I was thinking about all the women I know who no longer have their fathers. I never had that gift of a loving dad. As much as I loved W, he was my mom’s husband, not my dad. So on this week before Father’s Day, I was still confused about my feelings. It will just be another day like any other. I don’t have a deep sense of loss. I don’t know what I feel.   

 My brain finally left the Father’s Day track and moved to thoughts of annoying critters in my yard. I check my phone and it had been two hours. I continued to paint until my phone died. Then I turned on the outside radio. Loving the music helped me continue with my chore. After three and a half hours I finished. Sadly it was not before my silly dog chased a squirrel and got white paint all over her paws.  So into the house for a clean up. The dog was not happy with her required shower. 

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Day 142 – LSS Attitude of Gratitude – It’s all about timing – There is always something to be grateful for.

I am grateful this weekend that I did what I felt like doing instead of prioritizing what I should do. I know timing works the way it should most of the time.  This weekend has been challenging and I am protecting myself with care.

Yesterday for example my spouse and I each had exactly one whole dollar each and some change as we went in to an all cash thrift store. Ten steps in the thrift store I found a package of new CM supplies worth about 30 plus dollars for 99 cents. He found a DVD audio/CD of Bette Midler for 99 cents. Now we both knew if we wanted to we could have taken out cash from their ATM but that seems counter intuitive to pay money to spend money so we try to avoid doing that.

I was so tickled at finding the CM supplies. A very kind woman I know expressed that she was splitting some pictures post divorce. I used to be a consultant for CM and have more supplies than I can use in two lifetimes. I asked if I could gift her some albums and she agreed. So the package I got was perfect. It contained page protectors, an archival pen, an idea book for fast pages, stickers, adhesive, and more. The perfect items to go with the albums I will give her. I so felt like I was being guided to get this for her.  My spouse found a CD that on the opposite side had a DVD of Bette Midler singing Peggy Lee songs. What a find. We left almost as quickly as we entered with our treasures in hand.

Today Annie tried to tell me at 1 AM and at 3 something and at 5:45 AM it was time to get up and feed her. I finally acquiesced at 5:45. She acts like she is starving, which I know is not the case. When I returned to comfy flannel sheets a dear friend started messaging me. We haven’t talked much this week and it was so nice to catch up with her. I was glad that although she had a rough week she was feeling better. I enjoy knowing that she is in a better place. 

At this point I should have done lesson plans, started cleaning, or read one of my many books I am in the middle of. Instead I looked at Fakebook and deleted many of the unnecessary items in my email inbox. Later I went to the TV to keep me entertained. Property Brothers always keeps me interested. I did a load of laundry and my spouse and I decided to hit the thrift stores in nearby towns.

We took my car today because hubby just purchased a collection of Michael Franks CDs from Germany. I have loved Popsicle Toes for ages. Popsicle Toes My car has a CD player and his does not. Such wonderful music to accompany our outing.

We arrived at the first Goodwill and tons of toys were on half price. So of course I picked up items to add to my gift closet. He found a game Z3 will adore. I trust him on what sports games little boys like. My spouse found a super audio CD worth 60 bucks for 1.99. This of course made him a happy man. I found a couple of Wayne Dyer books I don’t own. I found two real bowling pins to add to my bowling ball garden. Never have I ever found bowling pins anywhere much less at a thrift store. We were checking out when the very kind cashier asked if we qualified for the discount of the day. I assured her I did and she redid the order. Sometimes pluses abound when you are having fun. She thanked us for being so patient with the transaction and I thanked her for taking such good care of us. 

At this point my cousin started texting me. We don’t get to talk much because she works long hard hours. I was so pleased to see that she was reading and highlighting a book I recommended. We are both working through the book. I am grateful that she and I are both on a path to self care. We joke repeatedly about how fun it would be if we lived closer to each other. Lord knows how much trouble we would get in. LOL     

We debated heading home or hitting another thrift store. Of course we decided on the thrift store. It turns out this one was closing and everything in the store was fairly cleaned out. What was left was all 50% off  the sticker price. We did not find much of anything but happily took our few purchases to the front. After checking out we saw a new IKEA wooden dining table and two chairs. We both looked at each other and agreed we could use if for the gkids playing games and for us when we had lots of family over for extra seating. We laughed about the fact that had we taken his car there would be no way we would be able to fit all our purchases. I am grateful our timing was spot on today for finding treasures and having room to bring them home.  The last thrift store was a bust but we didn’t care because we had very little room in the car left.

Timing was once again spot on as my spouse’s father called him and he was able to carry on a nice conversation sans thrift store noises. It was a win win. Today timing was perfect and contact was made with many important people in our lives.   

This evening  I was able to have my weekly call with one of my favorite people. She brings joy and peace and comfort to my soul. Sadly the second lovely woman was completing family tasks and unable to join us today. So timing was right for one, and hopefully I shall get to reach out to the second wonderful lady later tonight. I can hope. 

Yummy leftovers for dinner meant that I got to work on my blog and then I shall do my lesson for tomorrow.  I have Tuesday and Wednesday completed but not tomorrow’s plans cemented. I can do it.

The laundry is done. The dishes are done. The bathrooms are cleaned. The floors are not vacuumed. No dusting has occurred this weekend and I am OK with that. The lawns were not mowed. Oh well. Timing was right most of the weekend. I am grateful that we did what we wanted in lieu of what we “should” have done. Now off to do lesson plans. I am grateful I have the energy to finish the “must gottas.”