Firsts

Here they are!  My first tomatoes this year.  What's cool about the small cluster of tomatoes is that they came from a rogue plant that just showed up in my yard.  Plus, this particular plant is growing in the shade, which unusual for tomatoes.  I couldn't wait for the last green one to ripen.  I had to pick them.

I have my first illness of the year.  Hope it's my last for years to come.  I've been sick for three weeks.  My poor husband has had a fever for three days.  He's taking antibiotics.  Being the rebel, I never went to the doctor, so still struggling a bit.  Getting better though!

Last night, I managed to drag myself to

    Kat & Elena

Book Club.  I'm so glad I did because we had lots of fun and it was the shot in the arm that I needed.  It was good to laugh and be with friends. 

Can't think of anymore firsts because I haven't done anything in three weeks.

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At Play...

Learned a new way to make chunky jewelry. What a fun time I had at Elena's house with Miss Vicky. Vicky taught us how to make this awesome necklace. There were five of us, including Sheila and Pam, and every piece was completely different and beautiful. I loved them all. I've already scoured my stash for some cool chunky beads, buttons and trinkets to add to my next chunky necklace. If you ever get an opportunity to learn from Miss Vicky, take it...she's very talented and very fun.

Life has been so busy at my house, with my father-in-law moving into my small home and my hubby having major surgery on his right foot. My days are all about these two men. I love them and am happy that it's me taking care of them, but I also get on my pity pot sometimes just because my time is not my own anymore. It's hard to make plans. But...there's a light at the end of the tunnel. Dave should be driving in another three weeks. At that point, I have to make arrangements to go back up to my parents house in No. CA to testify at a trial against her crazy neighbor who continues to harass them. Then, maybe then I can go back to doing what I want to do...

Wait! What an epiphany! It's funny, as I wrote that last sentence, I realized that I am doing what I want to do. If I didn't want to take dad to his doctor appointments, or Dave to his doctor appointments, or go to the store to get dad new t-shirts and hankies, I wouldn't. I guess I am living the life I want to live. I just want to play more often. Playing seems to be very important to me these days. It's a childhood thing I think.

Moving dad into our home is truly the right thing to do and day by day, we are adapting. He is a pleasant, sweet, addition to our household. He's found the garden and it's Spring! Yey! Even though he can't see or hear, he manages to tinker around the yard for hours at a time. I'm thrilled that he's found something to do that he really enjoys. He also like to do the dishes! Yippee!

Speaking of fun, on Sunday, I went to the Emerald City Artist Pavilion at the Royalty Over the Rainbow Retreat. This was a wonderful 2-day, scrapbooking, charity event sponsored by Scrapbook Royalty. The money raised will be given to The Cancer coping Center and the Boys and Girls Club.

The Artist Pavilion was a treasure trove of art items created and donated by local artists such as, Alisa Burke, Suzi Blu, Cheryl Waters and Miss Vicky to name a few. I purchased this beautiful Suzi Blu painting. Suzi is a friend, a wonderful artist and teacher. Check out her blog and school. I love her work and am delighted to have this piece in my craft room. It's taking center stage right now...reminding me to "PLAY" whenever I can. Everything can feel like playing...when I remember to have fun at everything I do.

Birthday Celebration in Coronado

Spent the day in Coronado with my sister, niece and daughter. What a fun time. It was an absolutely beautiful day. Celebrated Taylor and Chelsea's birthdays. We had lunch outside at the Village Pizzeria. The view of the city of San Diego was spectacular. I was born in this city and I still get blown away by it's beauty. Went to the Hotel Del Coronado for a little shopping.

Cupcake Love

Went with Elena, Dawn, Sandy and Patty for cupcakes at Cupcake Love in Solana Beach. What a cute store! The cupcakes are total eye candy and taste scrumptious. I had a German Chocolate, which is my favorite cake and it was the best German Chocolate cupcake I have ever eaten. They also make cupcakes to order. It's the way they are decorated that is so darling.

Also, did a little shopping at Cedros. Does it get any better than having a fun day with the girls.

The Big Fall

I was locked out of the house on Tuesday. I had traded cars with T so I had her car keys and for some reason didn’t realize I didn’t have my own set of keys with my house key. I went to Costco and when I arrived home, I realized I didn’t have my keys…or my garage door opener, which was in my car, which T had. I jumped out of the car, leaving the car door open and the trunk open and ran aimlessly around the house checking all the doors in the front of the house…none of them open. Then I proceeded to check the locks on the gates to the backyard…nope, not open. Dave has this place locked up like a fortress. OK, so there is a chair with a plant on it in the front entryway to the house. I place that next to the gate to the backyard. Then I pulled my neighbor’s trashcan over to the gate. Next, I manage to hoist my chubby body up and somehow manage to swing my leg over so that I can stand on top of our own trashcan, which is just inside the gate. Good! Now, I am standing on top of the trashcan, which is about 4’ tall. I think, I’ll just hold onto the gate and drop down to the ground on to my feet and bounce back up to a standing position. Hmmmm! Needless to say, my short little plump body didn’t like that idea. It all happened so fast. When I jumped down to the ground, I landed on my feet all right…and then just kept right on going. The hand that was holding the gate was literally ripped off the gate completely bruising and scraping the skin off, not to mention tearing my nails to the quick. Thankfully, I landed on the largest, softest part of my body…my big butt, so no broken bones. Somehow, my other hand got in the mix…I think under my butt, and is quite bruised. I sat there for a minute and assessed the damage, thinking jeez what an idiot! Yep, you think the story is over…nope!

I spent about 10 minutes trying to get into the house from the backyard…again, total lockdown. Now I’m thinking I’ll try to go back over the fence, drive to where Taylor works and get her house key or the garage door opener. Right! I start piling things up in front of the gate to stand on so I can climb back over and easily set myself down on the chair that is still there. Problem is that I’m hurt from my fall and just a bit shell shocked from the jolt to my body. I can’t seem to gather the strength to hoist myself back up onto the gate to swing my leg over blab blab blab… Needless to say, I’m hanging over the gate looking at the car with the door and trunk wide open, my purse sitting in the front seat, wondering if the battery is going to go dead while I’m stuck in my backyard.

Right about that time, I see the mailman and start yelling at him. He’s looking at me like what is wrong with this crazy old lady. “Mr. Mailman, I’m stuck in the backyard. Will you please close my doors and my trunk so my battery won’t go dead?” Thankfully, he was kind of in the zone so he just closed the doors and kept on going…never asked a single question.

Thank you God, I had my phone in my pocket. I text T and asked her to come and rescue me. We texted back and forth and we both had a good laugh. I had about an hour to kill because I had to wait for her lunch break. So naturally, I did what any resourceful girl would do in a situation like this, I thanked God for helping me get through this ordeal, took off all my clothes, got in my comfy chaise, laid in the sun and tanned myself while I waited.

When D got home and I told him what happened, he was completely horrified and wondering, as I’m sure you are, why I didn’t call him. He reminded me that I’m 55 years old and could have broken a hip…Oh, thank you for that m’love! My hands and butt aren’t battered enough…now I have to be reminded that I’m too old to even try to solve my own problems. Well, I guess I won’t be trying that trick again. Besides, now I know that Mr. Paranoid has us living in a bastion. I’m thinking it’s time for a hide-a-key thingy.

I hope you’re having a great Thursday and I hope you’ll go right out and make yourself an extra key.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY

Happy Happy Birthday to my sweet sweet baby girl. You are 25 and smart, beautiful, wordly, and talented. You are everything a mother could ask for in a daughter. You are my dream come true. You are the light in my day. You are my blessing from God. I love you more than words can describe. I love you with every bit of the heart and soul that God gave me.

I hope you have a fun, exciting, special Birthday and that your are with people that you love. You know, as your Auntie P would say, your cheerleaders.

I know you can feel the giant HUG that my arms are putting around you right now. Can you feel the squeeze?

God Bless you my sweet. You are and have always been in his hands.


Love Mom

What?...Vertigo

I honestly thought this blog would have more scrapbooking layouts and what-nots in it. I guess I'm a little disappointed that I haven't used it in a more creative way. However, I still have that plan... and am looking forward to executing that soon.

This is my seventh day with Vertigo. I can't move my head or body without having a dizzy spell. I feel like, well, you know what and I'm bummed because I can't do anything productive. I had this horrible, debilitating, incapacitating, horrible thing once before, about ten years ago and it only lasted a couple of days and poof, it was gone. The doctor doesn't know what causes it or how to get rid of it. I'm seeing a neurologist on Friday and having a CT scan next week.

Here's what I know right now. I can breath, walk, talk, and write this reminder of my Dr. appointments in my blog. Much much more than many.

Today

Still playing with my blog...I guess that's a good sign. Can't wait until I actually have a picture to post. I've noticed that it's quite time consuming. I find that changing and adding elements, etc. to my own blog is one thing, but then I also find myself reading other blogs endlessly. At this point I'm still enjoying myself.

Today

Playing with the background on my blog.

Still Blogging

I am still enjoying my blog. I'm putting in different categories and using it as an organize my brain/reminder tool. I'm sure it's best use will eventually become clear.

I am also using it to record things that other people write. I pray that I will always give credit where it's due. It's so nice to go back and read some of these inspirational quotes and ideas.

I suppose it would be great for lists.

Learning How To Blog

I took a scrapbooking class last night and my very cool teacher, Terina Matthews gave me her Blog address. I was so inspired by it that I thought I would do my own Blog. I remember when I was first introduced to MySpace and I was so intrigued by it that I set up my page and played with it for a month or more. Now I seldom ever visit it. I hope that this won't be the same thing. Either way, I figure I've attempted to teach myself something new and that's "a good thing!"