Learning about unconditional love and acceptance
Growl at it, snarl at it.
Scare it off; let it know who’s in charge.
That was what I felt I needed to do when I first saw the raccoon.
But what exactly was it doing inside anyway?
And where exactly was I?
It didn’t seem to matter which room I went into, the raccoon found it.
So I growled and snarled.
We faced each other, I wasn’t backing down.
I growled again, louder.
Loud enough that I could feel it.
Loud enough to wake myself up.
And Craig.
Darn you sleep bandit.
Safely arrived to see what the future has in store for us.
Minnesota greeted us with warm 70’s weather.
For two days.
Followed today by weather in the 30’s with snow flurries.
Well now.
This Northeastern & Southern transplant is quite fond of her flip flops.
I’m not giving them up that easy,
Not only that, the convertible is supposed to be here in two days.
Don’t ya know. 🙂
Does anyone else ever wonder why some people follow their blogs?
I don’t think I’m that witty.
Well, okay, I can be sometimes.
I’m random. I’m a sporadic writer, at best at the present.
I think I do a pretty good job picking out those who just “like” a post or “follow” me for the sole purpose to build up their audience base.
But then there are those people who make me go hmmm.
What did I say that peaked their interest? They don’t seem to comment. So, hmm, I wonder.
Perhaps I am a character for an upcoming writing project.
I wonder if I’m the main character or just a walk on?
I better get busy providing more material, I mean I could be the main character!
Oh, the pressure of the thought! Ha!
Reality check time Denise….don’t you think you have enough on your plate now?
Time to do some more sorting and packing.
Denise – exit stage left.
I’m a character alright.
Now that the cat is out of the bag about us moving, I can tell you something funny that happened a few weeks ago.
To be honest, I didn’t find it so humorous on the day it happened.
Being that we are moving to a much colder climate than we have lived in for the last 19+ years I thought I would browse the internet for an acceptable coat to keep myself warm.
We have lived in colder climates before. We are from Pennsylvania. However, this move is going to kick up the cold to another notch. My skin and body temperature has also acclimated to the southern climate. There were times when we would take a trip to PA and someone would forget a coat because it would be warm here.
I do have a ski jacket. I guess I could walk around in my ski coat when I meet cold temperatures but quite frankly when I’ve usually worn my ski coat I’ve been wearing ski pants which keep the lower part of my anatomy warm. Need I say more?
With that in mind I started looking for a parka that had a removable hood (I’m expecting winds) tight cuffs to help keep the cold out and long enough to cover the butt. The parka also had to keep me warm in temperatures that I figured could reach 20-30 below depending on the wind chill, and it had to not break my piggy bank.
Since stores are highlighting their spring fashions and lighter clothing, they had some good deals on the internet. Not too many stores in the south selling a winter parka that fit what I was looking for. I found one online and ordered it.
My parka arrived an early winter day when we had temperatures that was a pleasing near 80 degrees. Yes, 80’s.
Seriously?
I didn’t try it on for a week or so later.
Something is the matter with the mirrors in my home.
I mean they are “reflecting” and all. It’s just there is something freaky going on.
What they are reflecting to me and apparently what everyone else sees are two different things.
How do I know this?
Well, I tried to take a picture by looking in our bathroom mirror on my phone.
Don’t ask me why.
Okay, inquiring minds are asking.
Fine, I’ll tell you.
Apparently it is the “thing” to do on Facebook, so I thought I would try it and send a sweet Valentine picture to my hubby’s phone.
The resulting picture looked nothing like what I was seeing in the mirror.
I saw a younger version of my Grandmother, or what I’d like to think my Mother would have looked like if she would have lived to be my age.
I’ve heard before that a camera will add ten pounds.
Isn’t that special?
I think camera phones add twenty pounds and twenty years. You know, they packed a lot of apps in that small packaging.
Yesterday while getting dressed, I thought I had a particularly brilliant moment in the “writing” compartment of my brain.
Yes, I just said it.
The words just started forming in my head and I stopped what I was doing and ran to get paper before I forgot what I was thinking.
Well, that does happen to me. The forgetting what I’m thinking when I go to write.
It’s either that or I get stuck on something and can’t get it out of my head.
So today I stood there with great anticipation.
I got nothing. Or as I said in my head “nuthin”
I must have sprained my brain yesterday.
Just As I Am 