The last 7 days have been very emotional and awaiting me this weekend is my 50th High School reunion and continuous phone calls with voices I haven't heard for a long time... I can't wait to see everyone.
I needed to chill/ warm for me it was low light, candles, soft music and a hot soaking tea bath.
What a treat!
Send a pic of some of your favorite treats...
First entry:
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| The Munson pooches enjoy the bathroom too... |
Tall, dark and handsome?
Well, 2 out of 3 isn't bad.
Yes, it's not his height that keeps me on my toes.
Take a look and you'll see why!
Last week's FOTO FRIDAY was taken on my field trip to Mississippi.
This is not the Mississippi River but a very relaxing outing on a much smaller body of water...
Some things just don't change and yet some of our lives can change a lot in a decade...
Today 10 years after this blog entry was written I find myself in Atlanta, returning to Little Rock after a good Bubbe visit not to the End of the Rainbow Valley.
( A little funny is it is actually 31 degrees waiting for the school bus in Atlanta this morning but it will warm up to 62)
TAKE A GANDER:
Imagine my delight when these Voice contestants did this rendition: Parijitas Bartola and The Marilynds. I am the eternal romantic.
A friend commented recently how fortunate I was to have family and friends close by.
I do appreciate all these relationships and for those who make the extra effort to come visit no matter where they live. I do indeed feel very blessed...
To add to the big week Arizona friends, actually transplanted Wisconsinites, Sara and Mike stopped on their cross-country trek back to the Southwest. I was glad to share the sites as their tour guide as we fit in the Clinton Library, Clinton Bridge Heifer Project and the historic Central High. And we all walked out the door to head to new destinations.
Atlanta gets me for a week with grands and fam... See grand puppy Teddy in the background?
After which I will attend my 50th, yes, 50th high school reunion back in Arkansas with hopes of seeing many of my Hall High classmates at those festivities.
I am feeling very rich indeed... If you haven't contacted a family member/ friend lately, do so and you will feel the wealth of relationships come rolling in...
Ok, so when are you coming to visit ???
This past Saturday originally I was going to be at Woodstock, not the one you are thinking of but the one in Georgia because I was hoping to hear Gina Chavez in person again. Alas, life had other plans... but I still have to share one of my favorites with you. Lost love, newfound love, love and la dulce canción de tu nombre. I feel wherever you are in relationships you can relate to the Sweet Sound of Your Name from her album called Uprooted. No worries, Gina translates the Spanish.
Take a listen and enjoy. Abrazotes. Big Hugs.
MONDAY MUSINGS: BEING a woman in today's world means still being plagued with all types of inequality so I am not just referring to financial.
A recent video detailed females' societal demise (see below Scary Times) but it's the physical security that is on my mind today. Why? Well, you may remember a petty thief who was killed when confronted rifling through a neighbor's car and then jumping the owner. The sound of gunshots shocked me that early morning in suburbia. My world was rocked because sometimes I walked the dog before light and by chance, I wasn't outside that morning. Yes, Police cars shortly arrived thereafter but it wasn't until months later that I saw squad cars in our neighborhood again.
Apparently a neighbor had a warrant against him. He was escorted out cuffed. What is happening? I have no clue as to the reason for the warrant but the presence of police in suburbia is becoming more common. Is this a reflection that crime has spread to the burbs? Remember how our Moms told us to avoid going into certain areas?
Well good luck as crime has spread to suburbia.
Maybe we should buy our own squad car to park in front every couple of blocks.
Nothing like adding more fear to a woman's life...
FOTO FRIDAY: Although colors are bursting elsewhere, take a look at Balto and my street.
Poor baby...
TBT: One of my favorite road trips before RED alias Cherry, my '89 Miata was taking her last field trips in Fall because she would be going on vacation ( the garage) for her midwestern winters. Bundled up with scarves and jackets, sometimes gloves, Natureman and I admired Mother Nature's paintbrush along the Wisconsin countryside with Red's lid down with the heat blasting. Crisp air assaulted our nostrils but no matter the cold we endured, the panoramic scenery was exhilarating.
Below was a 2018 trip to northern Wisconsin. My kids had gone to summer camp in this area but they wouldn't have recognized the color added to the region in Fall.
Take a look.
No matter how one feels about religion, I am all for spirituality and the comfort it provides to one's being...
Tuesday at 6:30pm Central time will begin Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement when Jews ask forgiveness for their sins. I like this time of reflection, truly introspection of our actions of the past year.
If I have knowingly/ unknowingly offended you in the past year, I ask your forgiveness.
May we all be inscribed with a clean slate for the upcoming year...
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Tuesday Tunes : Sending Paper Air Planes to the Moon is this week's pick as I finally had time to watch A Jazzman's Blues, a love story from the 1940's written by Tyler Perry about forbidden love taking place in the Deep South tangled in the web of racism... Natureman and I would have talked long into the night about the powerful messages of this story... and also appreciated this beautiful love song by Ruth B. and Terrance Blanchard.
Be sure and listen to the lyrics and its melody.
Sending Paper Air Planes to the Moon...
