"Imagine all the people living life in peace. You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one.
I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will be as one. "
~John Lennon

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Bike Season

The seasons should be named by the things we can do during the season.

For me, spring is Bike Season. My bike was treated to its annual maintenance with The Bike Guy. In our little town we have a great guy who can fix anything on a bike, he can put together one great bike out of spare parts.

Summer is Vegetable Garden Season.

Fall is Enjoy the Colors Season.

Winter is Bundle Up Season.

And so on.

Friday, May 23, 2014


Chicago Vet Museum
I will definitely see this as soon as I am in Chicago again. 
My first husband, the father of my children, was in Vietnam after we had our first child, and was wounded and a changed man when he returned. His cousin, who was in my biology class in high school, was killed there. 

Monday, May 19, 2014

Road Trip!

Do you like road trips? I do. My road trip last year with my friend Shirley driving through Iowa seeing the places I had not heard of was the best few weeks ever. I hear the name of a town in Iowa now and my ears perk up like a bunny's and I picture our time there and smile.

The Saturday of Memorial weekend, my friend Vicki and I will drive to Wisconsin. We will head to my aunt's house in Eau Claire and after a few days there we will go to another part of the state to see a relative of Vicki's. My aunt has a guest room and one bathroom, but to make things easier we will be staying at a motel 4 miles from where my aunt lives. One of my uncles and aunt live in WI but 3 hours away.  One day Vicki and will drive my aunt to visit the uncle and aunt.  I talk with my aunt often but it will be great to be with her in person, as well as the uncle and aunt. Vicki has someone to see too so we will spend a day or two on a side trip.

What is it about this year, I want to be with people "in person".  I want to take another road trip this year, to South Carolina to see my foster sister.  I can only plan one trip at a time, so I will do mapping and make plans later this year.

Usually I don't do much on holidays, so it will be fun to have a proper Memorial Day celebration with my relatives, and I want to visit my uncle's grave with my aunt. And teach her to play one of my favorite card games. And take her out to eat and do things she doesn't get to do much since she does not drive. And give her lots of hugs.  The plan is to be in Wisconsin for a week.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Tangled In The Sheet

After taking allergy tablets several days, my system slowed as well as my ability to think clearly. I was so tired of sneezing and blowing my nose the past few weeks.

The brain part became evident when I realized a little too late that I had not been drinking water. At six in the morning my eyes opened and I proceeded to jump out of bed. The leg cramp was demanding I stand and walk. Right. Then. In a half awake state I thought I was going to land on the floor feet first but instead my feet were tangled in the sheet and I pulled the sheet with me so when I was standing my feet were encased in the sheet which was keeping me off balance. There was nowhere to go but down. My body went down like a soldier, straight as a rod, and my head bounced off the carpet. What a surprise to be laying on my side, now wide awake, testing for anything broken, with feet still tangled in the sheet.

After several massages, healing is making me think of doing the happy dance again, but not actually moving to that tune yet. At least I am not whining about the pain now. I am grateful nothing was broken. This event has taught me to look around for potential accidents. I don't have cords in the way of walking areas, but I have removed a rug that has no rubber backing, and I have remedied a couple other situations and am still looking. Living alone, it is my responsibility to take care of me and my environment. This makes me ask how my blogging friends are doing. Anyone else take a fall lately?

The Trading Post

The Double Eagle Trading Post is so full of wonderful items that while I was there it was too much for me to see. Maybe because I am not a shopper, have never been a shopper, and am not used to walking around trying to absorb all the sights and items presented. I am an excellent online shopper, have been for about ten years. So when I got to AZ and walked around inside my daughter's store, I was overwhelmed. That is a large place and it is still impossible for me to describe the items for sale there.
She has sent me some things from the store since she took over the place and I wear some awesome tee shirts and gorgeous Native American jewelry as well as boots and purses. I was able to pack a picture in my suitcase, a bear curled up on a boulder with some wildflowers in the foreground. There are walls and walls of all kinds of artwork. I brought a yellow basket home made by a local Native American, and now the basket greets me when I go in and out of my place, a perfect place for keys and sun glasses. Some of my friends here have started asking how they can get some of the things I have been wearing, so I have asked my daughter to send a few things they are ordering. It is fun to see some of the locals showing interest in western and Native American wares.

These are all metal sculptures even the cactus. Cool, huh. I am going to get some for  front flower bed.

This is one of the tee shirts my daughter sent to me last year.  My friend is ordering one of these.

My daughter wants this painted black and turned into an old police wagon, to be used in front yard area for photo op.

M daughter free hand painted these on out building for something fun to see coming from that direction.

My daughter painted this.

Pelts stored in temp controlled room. The pelts sell like crazy there. Tourists like these.

Sunday, May 11, 2014

To All Moms

Being a mom isn't just the physical act of bearing a child. From the moment the first child is born or however delivered into our life, a woman is forever changed. There a bond that is never broken, never comes to an end even in death. That is something only women can do. Isn't that amazing?

Right after the birth of my first child, my older daughter, I told my husband "I'm a mom now." He said, yes, but he wasn't showing me that he really got it. I said again, "I'm a MOM now." Then he looked in my eyes and he understood. I did not know what to expect, but the minute I saw my daughter I was hooked. I was a MOM. And each time after that I was forever attached to the child given to me to raise.

To all the mothers reading this little post, I wish you love and memories to wrap around your heart and make you smile. All day. Big sigh.

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Daughter and Dad Ditty