Wednesday, July 19, 2017


New baby on board! His siblings did not make it. Died in the nest and covered with maggots. My baby was covered in millions of mites and looking mighty poorly after jumping from the mud nest. We dug the other babies out and buried them. The lone survivor is doing good. A little more alert each time I feed/water him. Now he chirps when he hears me walk into the room. He's pooped once. Are these the good years? Lol. I should say they are It's touch and go for a while... and I hope my baby makes it to enjoy a good life of natural everyday things. The need is the call.

Sunday, July 16, 2017


2 more chapter to go... chapter review of tons of questions/answers to find your weak spots.  Then... big test and hopefully pass on the first try to become a licensed real estate agent in Texas. I'm very proud and it's been nice learning something new. I'm looking forward to new adventures.

So Pat laid it out there and thinks  I would do well at a remote gathering she found.  Must be able to use your gift - check. Must NOT speak traditional "Christianese" - double check. Must be wanting to be flung into hell and determined to survive and thrive. - check and double check check. I do want to do this. It's on my mind daily to some small degree. Of course I don't feel qualified which will probably qualify me in this field. Humble. I want a fully committed heart first. I'd also want a confirmation from the Lord.

Friday, July 14, 2017


None of that for me, thank you. I've spent my life helping and caring for people and animals. Very compassionate. I'd never dream of wanting to run around with someone and let them entertain me... pay for my lunches most of the time; show up at their house to eat home-cooked meals whilst having such a low opinion of them that rolls off the tongue with little prodding. But you'd be surprised. I've learned to wise up big time at this point in my life. If it means sitting it out... indefinitely.... then that's what it means. When there's not a good move to make, you don't make one. Go with those gut feelings. One of the most important things I've learned is that when people show you and actually tell you who they are... believe them. I couldn't imagine sitting beside someone and making fun of them so badly as a way to get them out of your life and being so tickled and proud of it in front of your favorite child that you gripe about having to support all the time. But you'd be surprised. I got tired of being surprised.

Yesterday was a day of trimming a section of hedges that nearly took me out. Full sun and a lot of suffering... but the results were amazing and inspiring to keep it going. One of the larger bird couples around here had the perfect nest until a branch broke and fell out. Then her nest was left almost sideways and in full sun. The eggs were getting too hot and she was trying to make an umbrella with her wing while nearly burning up alive herself. We had a piece of brown netting from the craft store and made a hammock; tied both ends to the biggest branch and cinched it up. It was a good day.

Thursday, July 13, 2017


3 more to go.

Ray Ray is feeling like his old little kitten self again. So much energy and always extra alert. Yesterday morning at feeding time, he saw a huge field rat... nabbed him up and ran into the cattery with him. A real hunter. I've seen him catch snakes (in years past) and they'd be curling all up around his head and trying to get away. He'd get under the house or deck. Somewhere where you couldn't get to him and eat his prey. He learned.

Wednesday, July 12, 2017


Well I've failed the chapter 14 test twice by one question each time. Not for it not being "right" but just not the best of the right answers available although they were all really right. Not quite right enough is the new "wrong". Almost ready to eat a bullet here. And I tell you, I could care less what the King thought about dispersing land to the few lucky or how he took the land back or never gave it in the first place... all one big farce.

In my mind I think about how much I hate wrapped white canvas now and how blinding it is and I just need to get away from it. I think about the 2 wooden rounds I painted from that rotted down coffee table so many months back now. I want to paint on the wood again. I kind of paint on it in my mind. Found a youtube on how to make the box lid type things. I can actually do my painting first and frame it up later. Sounds good to me.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017


Chapter 13 is finished per yesterday. Hopefully have another good report tonight concerning chapter 14.  We found an alternative office location we'd like to check out given it's the same company we'd hoped for.  Different location. Little by little I can see it all coming together.

Monday, July 10, 2017


profoundly immoral and malevolent.

If you ever get the instruction and feeling that someone or some "thing" in your life is evil and needs to be let go or permanently removed immediately... don't use your own judgment or knowledge of what you think the word evil means. Evil can be more simple than you think. Don't discredit it. Don't second-guess it. Don't think it has to look and act like Medusa. 

Sunday, July 9, 2017


So today was a day of finding out just what that new fast food place was that went in recently beside Taco Bueno in Terrell. It's Freddy's!!!  Can't wait to go back. I have NEVER HAD a steak burger before. No line when we walked in.. but by the time our food was ready, the line was wrapped outside the building and around. Sundays.

For weeks I had wanted to drive/walk around the cemetery in Terrell. The fences literally draw you in. They are rod iron and have the names of families who have evidently donated to the cemetery and/or have family buried there. HUGE monuments in there with monstrous crape myrtle trees to go with it all in the "1800's" original section. Such a treat to be in there. One monument stood out to me so much. A very small one in the shape of an open ribbed seashell with a baby laying inside. "Gone too soon...". That, with the stop at Freddy's and the 20% off of cat litter at Big Lots... who could want for more.

Thursday, July 6, 2017


So mother and I were talking today about the people we've had here for dinner and the people we've tried to invite and get here... only to have them cancel out at the last minute. We've cooked, entertained and tried to entertain and show people a good time. I've bought pots and pans to cook for people only to have that blow up in my face. In these past few weeks... we've decided to cease from all things that are not working or haven't worked in the past. Just stop. Stop. Invest in yourself for a change. Have and give the best to yourself. Don't give the best of yourself to people who don't care; who aren't truly friends and find it real entertaining to sit and make fun of you. Those are the people you don't want to give your best or "best years" to. Don't do it. Stop. Regroup... and begin again.

Tuesday, July 4, 2017


5 more to go...

I'd like to say I'm so excited.... but mostly just tired. Lots and lots of reading and learning. Plus.... mowing all this yard... filling jewelry orders.... making new earrings to introduce.... basing in some canvases for canvas art. What else? 

It's nice to walk into a dinner of Swedish meatballs in sour cream gravy. Fresh salad with little tomatoes and chunks of blue cheese with buttermilk ranch dressing, steamed mixed vegetables and rice.

Little Ray Ray is doing good. I'll be taking my cats to Allen from now on. I really feel Dr. Casey let Cookie die due to simply not treating his symptoms which were the same as the other upper respiratory problematic cats we've had around here. He couldn't breathe. Because you feel a little lump in his stomach shouldn't mean he doesn't get treated for not being able to breathe. Cookie was sent home with no antibiotics for his upper respiratory problem which was so bad it interfered with his being able to eat. Winkie had the same thing and he lost a ton of weight from it. If I'd felt there was time to get Coo and eventually killed him from his lungs filling up with crap until he died. If I could have made it to Allen with him, I would have done it. When I asked him if some antibiotics would help Cookie just like it did Winkie, he just looked at me and said "No!.  It's the cancer". Please. I like my animals to be officially diagnosed with something first and still... please treat the symptoms at hand.

Monday, July 3, 2017


So I passed my test in 2 tries for getting one answer wrong. The only one out of the 17 that I was "sure of" and didn't look it up to check. Then... mother had her test. We ran through those chapters up and down and backwards and forwards looking for the answer to a couple or three of the questions. Couldn't find it. So I finally had a couple glasses of wine and pulled the trigger & low and behold.... she passed. So today... thank the Lord.... Chapter 12 is a shorter one that we'll have to read / be tested on.

I think I've read enough and finally found what happened to my little Stinker. The quick progression of it and the symptoms seem to match and even one of the causes. Mother was right when she got the feeling we were losing him and that he was dying. The vet was right when she said his body was shutting down and dying on its own in front of us. But no one knew why.