Blue on Blue

I did some jean patching today. It's the sort of thing that's in my sewing skill set.

Dave loves his jeans. He loves them so much that he's rarely, if ever, willing to part with them. So when his beloved jeans get a hole in them, well, I patch 'em. And patch 'em. And patch 'em. One of the jeans is pretty new on the wear scene and it now only sports one patch. Another has two. But the current granddaddy has eight patches. Eight! And those patches are all different shades of blue. And those jeans are my husband's favorite.

And I love this about him.

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Worth Stopping For

I was just looking out my window and a fella was riding his bike by one of my neighbor's houses. He stopped his bike, got off, walked to one of their lovely rose bushes, and took a deep sniff.

He has the right idea, my friends.


Oh, and much gratitude to my neighbors for creating such beauty!

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Brushed Out

You learn something new every day, right? Well, at least I do.

Here's what I learned just lately. I was at a facial party thing with a bunch of lovely ladies. It was my turn to have a facial and the woman who worked with me cleaned my face, applied lotion or some such substance, and then she took out a teeny tiny tool that looked like a miniature baby bottle scrubber, and...what?!?!...brushed my eyebrows.

Yes, she brushed my eyebrows. Now maybe you've heard of this odd ritual, but this was a new one by me. I mean I never even knew there was a need for such a thing. My eyebrows weren't unruly. They weren't even tangled. I had no idea that there was a problem.

But she sent me home with not one, but two, eyebrow brushes. Clearly she detected a need. I hope you'll take a moment to notice my lovely coiffed eyebrows.

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Out of my Fever Fog

I've been running a fever the last couple of days. I'm certainly way beyond caught up on any sleep deficit that I may have been racking up and I'm in a bit of a fog. Lucky for sick me I was invited to take part in a wonderful (and free) e-course. It's taught by the lovely and amazing Pauline Agnew.

I love abstract painting and I do a lot of it, but I find that I'm reluctant to leave them as they are and end up using them as backgrounds. So it was delightful to paint something with the intention of letting it remain purely abstract. So freeing. And what made it even more fun was exploring a variety of tools...many different paintbrushes, a sponge, a feather, wet wipes, my fingers, etc.

What a fun and blissful way to bring me out of my fever fog!

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Where the Grass is Greener

Our chicken, Barry, has made a grand discovery. She prefers to be in the part of our back yard that is not the chicken run. She has managed to verify that the grass truly is greener on the other side of the fence. Know what the best part is? That girl, when she decides that the "grass" in the chicken yard is "greener" because that is where all her peeps are, is able to get right back over the fence to join them.

Chicken love!

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Just Breathe...

...except I couldn't.

I wasn't sure why at first. I knew I'd been working out for a while and perhaps I was pushing too hard.  But it didn't feel internal. Nope, this was an issue coming from outside of myself. 

So as I was trying my best to keep my feet in the air as my little guy pushed my legs over in today's ab torture strength session, I opened my eyes just enough to realize that his shoes were directly adjacent to my head. 

His shoes...his stinky, stanky, funky shoes. His shoes that could peel paint. His shoes that could easily fumigate a small room.

Me:  "Oh, my gosh, your shoes!!!" 

Little guy: "What?"

Me: "I can't breathe...your shoes reek."

Little guy: "Oh, sorry, Mom."

He moved a bit away and as soon as I closed my eyes he moved right back. That stinky little turkey. 

Payback. Yup, that's what's on my mind.

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I Love my School

I was walking in the school where I work this morning when a child ran to me from behind and caught me in a hug. I turned around to see the most fabulous, bright, and sunshiny face looking up at me.


Me: "What do you have there?"

Kiddo: "A bunny."

Me: "What's its name?"

Kiddo: "I named it for you."


And another big hug.


BEST way to start the day!


Every year the school where I work has an amazing fundraiser. I always contribute a painting for the auction. Here is this year's. I love painting owls. Next to chickens they're my favorite animal to paint.

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