September 28, 2009

  • A Thank You And An Apology....

    I had a comment yesterday on my blog from one of my readers.  She was urging me to please continue because she thought they were upbeat and refreshing (her words).  I thought that was sweet of her to take the time to encourage me.  I do sometimes wonder who in the world would consider my blog interesting enough to keep coming back to read it.  Oh well.  Consider me encouraged Janeyfaye43 and thank you!

    I guess I should also apologize to my reader from the Republic of Moldova for referring to them as coming from somewhere else.  Chalk it up to old-timers   It won't happen again.

    I slept in today...because I could.  I didn't go to sleep until around 2am and I slept almost until noon.  It felt wonderful and I really slept well.  That's so unusual these days that I cherish those times.  It helps that Baron is no longer sleeping on our bed unless he sneaks on when we are deeply asleep.  And he also now sleep at the foot of the bed and doesn't try to take up a major part of it any more.

    I felt very energetic so I got out my pattern, pressed it nicely and got the pattern for a pair of pajamas for the baby ready for cutting AND also the pattern for the nightgown I want to make for her.  I forgot to measure her when she was here so that one will have to wait until she's here next weekend.  I forgot to pick up the ruffle for the bottom, too, darnit.  I had seen it at Walmart the other day but was in a bit of a rush and the woman working the department was occupied with someone else.  I made a note to myself to remember to pick it up next time but, wouldn't you know it?  I forgot the note. 

    I have no clue what the heck I did with the scissors for cutting the material.  The ones I found won't work well and I got them especially to use just for sewing.  I'll find them.  I haven't gone through all my sewing notions (three different containers with stuff in it) but I'll do that tomorrow.  I'm anxious to get going on this now that the room is finished (except for the doors, but that's the Beast's job).

    I started looking through a lot of catalogs at draperies and curtains hoping I could find something for the window in here.  You would think it would be easy, wouldn't you?  I have this vague idea in the back of my mind for what I want on it but I just can't find anything that even comes close.  It's been too many years since I made any for me to even consider doing that but looking made me remember why I started doing it back then. 

    I had to buy a new pair of jeans since I have put on just a little too much weight to fit in them to be comfortable.  I'm all about comfort these days.   Heck, I never used to leave the house without makeup but I seldom wear it these days.  I like that part of how things have changed.  I wasn't really sure just how much weight I have put on since the Beast threw out the bathroom scale for some darn reason.  But I found out it wasn't really all that much because I am in a size 6 now and they are comfortable.  I would have bought more but I wanted to wear them for a while to make sure they did more than *fit*.  Funny, but I only had one job in my whole life where I could wear jeans.  I only worked there for about six months and then we moved from Chicago to Florida.  After that, all my jobs required that I dress up and wear makeup.  At least, it was the *standard* of the day at that time.

      I worked, took care of kids and a home for so many years.  Now my *kids* are the Beast and his dog (I say *his* dog because he can't draw a breath without the dog being right by him) and I am still taking care of a home.  Men can retire and just do the things they want to do.  I am luckier than most that my beast is constantly working around here, even though it drives me nuts at times.  Some women have men with no hobbies or interests and no talents so they follow them around constantly.  Thank you Lord for sparing me from THAT!  We are NOT joined at the hip, so-to-speak.

    On days when he can't work on his grass, his trees or anything affected by humidity, he HAS learned to be helpful around here.  He will empty the dishwasher or fill it, depending on what needs doing; he will clean up the bathroom (mostly HIS mess, of course) and has even mopped the floor at least once that I recall.  He will make a meal on occasion.  His meals pretty much consist of french toast, pancakes, potato pancakes and the occasional hamburger.  Oh, and the good ole' grilled cheese sandwich.    But, even that much is appreciated.  He's made spaghetti two or three times and it isn't bad.  But, two or three times in 45 years of marriage isn't much to write home about.  He never even attempted it until after we moved here. 

    When he was staying here during the summer the first year we bought this house, he learned what it was like for him to be alone.  I was at our home in Port Charlotte with our teenager (the Princess) since she was really too young to be left alone for long.  She didn't like being home alone and got scared at every strange noise.  I would come up to spend a couple days, here and there and it was obvious that he had gone on a cleanup campaign for my arrival. 

    It was really funny (to me) because he was so clueless in many ways and had so much to learn about what a slob he was.  He did once day to me, *My roommate is a real slob.*  When I said, questioningly, *What roommate?*  He just laughed and I *got it*.  I told him, *Now you know why I complained.*    I guess more men should spend some time, alone, with themselves.  They might just appreciate us women more but that's just a theory.

    Well, time to wrap this up for today and get it posted.  At least the weather was good here today.  The Beast bought a tree to replace one of the ones that died.  This time he bought a pink crepe myrtle.  I have never heard of them but saw the picture on the use and care ticket and it's a pretty tree.  We shall see how this one does since he planted it differently than the ones that died.  I won't go into the differences but one of them is using the actual soil that he dug out of the hole minus the rocks.

    Love you all.  Have a wonderful day and stay healthy.  Smile a lot; it's good for your teeth.  Here's your thought for the day: Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends.  Life is too short and friends are too few!