Where Is The Toilet Paper

One of the nuisance things about moving so many times is finding where the toilet paper holder is. That's right. Think about it. You get up during the night because your bladder just woke you enough to know you would be more comfortable if you go into the bathroom and relieve the full bladder. Okay. Keep the eyes closed, stumble into the bathroom, don't want to wake up all the way so you can get right back to sleep. Sit. Reach to the right. No toilet paper. Reach to the left. Still no toilet paper. Where the heck is it? Now you have to wake up. Darn. Oh. That's right. At this place I have a stand alone toilet paper holder. It stands straight ahead. Oh brother. I hope I can get back to sleep. See what I mean? Moving multi times has some strange and lesser known downsides. Too much information? Oh.

Christmas 2013

It is more fun planning for Christmas with children growing up in the home. More decorations. More laughter.

This year I am learning to appreciate the senior age, the single life, lots of friends and plenty of laughter.

A year and a half ago I lived through another divorce. Instead of hanging my head I decided to live my life to the fullest and count my blessings. I learn important lessons if I pay attention.  Instead of being lonely I am having fun and appreciating my simple life. Simple and busy.

This is the first time I decorated three Christmas trees. One at the senior center, angels being the chosen   theme. Two different styles of Christmas trees at the library for the Parade of Lights. How could I not get into the spirit of the season with so much decorating.

The various Christmas parties add to the enjoyment of this time of year, making season's greetings cheerful and bright, overcoming the cold and snow. Bundling up to get somewhere to share hot cocoa or hot apple cider with other families and wine with friends is the reward for getting out in the cold.

Finding blog buddies through the years of blogging is another blessing. My wish for each of my blog friends is that you have joy and good health and are able to share some joy with people who are not as fortunate. My heart hurts for the dear people who are sad during the holiday season. Smile and hug to everyone I come in contact with online and in person.

Merry Christmas to all!

Bridesmaids

You have all probably seen this going around in emails. My friend is helping her daughter plan her June wedding this coming year so I am hearing talk about the bridesmaids dresses so naturally this picture popped into my head.

I Think I Can, I Think I Can, I Sure Can

Amazingly Observant Young Woman

Perspective

When the sun comes up, is it really "coming up"?

When I look up to heaven, is heaven really "up there"?

Why do some people say they're going "downtown", while others say they're going "uptown"?

Why do some people tack on the word "up" to some sentences?
"Eat it all up".
"Clean it up".
"'Fess up".
"Shut up". Well, maybe this one is different.
"Stir it up". "Stir it" would be sufficient.

Great Music Video

Not A Material Girl

When Madonna was singing about material girls, I was doing my usual thing of letting go of things, and moving to another destination. No kidding, I have moved over one hundred times in my life. So far. The first nine years of my life my brother and parents and I moved at least six times. That seemed to set a pattern for the rest of my life. While I was still living with my mother during pre-teen years, we moved three times.

Then there were different homes with foster families followed by three moves before I got married. Then moving to various locations in five states, sometimes only staying in a place a month. That is lot of moves! I moved to Nebraska in March 2008 and have moved six times. I feel like a nomad, most of the time staying one year in a place. This is not a listing of all the moves, just a condensed version.

Over the years I had convinced myself that the moves were a benefit in that I did not hoard things. I can't tell you how many new refrigerators, new washers and dryers, and other new appliances have been in my life.  Cars were traded in for a new car often, sometimes annually.

The lesson I learned from the nomadic life was to not get attached to material things. Ever. If I have something and someone else likes it or wants it, the natural thing for me, with my background, is to give it to them. No problem, no attachments. I can't say I had favorites, not homes, or cars, or any thing. The way I feel is that things belong to all of us. Some people give me things. Nice. Some things I give to others. Also nice. Things are just things, I either have them or I don't, not that important. The important things in life are how we treat each other and the lessons we learn as we travel through this life. This is just my opinion, others may not agree with it.