WHEN YOU GET UP IN THE MORNING, ARM YOURSELF WITH DETERMINATION THAT "TODAY I WILL MAKE MAGIC HAPPEN".
Anil Sinha
Opps, it's been a while since I posted. Life has a way of getting in the way. It's not as though I have been doing anything exceptionally important. Just trying to keep the messes under control and still enjoy the pretty weather. I spent 2 1/2 hours yesterday afternoon mowing the shop. It really looks pretty good now, and with the cooler weather, it may start to go dormant and that will slow the growth.
We have been tending to our Little Ma, as she is not feeling at all well. Her leg injury has cleared up for the most part, but now she is having trouble keeping any food down. She has a doctor's appointment this morning, so maybe we will find out more.
Aunt Alberta's funeral was Thursday, and it was a lovely service. Again, the joining together of the relatives that I hadn't seen in a long time. The funeral reminded me that it was time to change out the flowers on Mom and Dad's grave. I change them for each season. I put up a big wreath of fall colored flowers and leaves and then put two big bushes of artificial SUNFLOWERS in the marble vases on their headstone. It looked so much better being all bright and colorful.
I have been doing quite well in the health department which is normal, since all the bad, tough stuff is behind me and I am busy being a survivor instead of a person with cancer. I did have a splitting headache yesterday, but I think that is because I am again trying to get off the darn Diet Pepsi, and when you stop getting the caffeine, it makes you have a headache.
My latest hair report is that the salt-and-pepper color has now segued into silver!! Lon assures me that I can try and dye my hair (when I get enough to do that), but my hair has always been resillent and the one time I did try some "permanent" hair color, it just washed out with the next few shampoos and didn't sink in to the hair follicles. Again, I am Tephlon Woman. Also, the length is SLOOOOWWWWLY coming along, but wow, is it thick. It looks like a silvery mat on my head. There is a hint of a wave, which is encouraging.
My darling Jenna put a COMMENT on the last post, regarding her father's and my - uh - dancing skills. It seems that after all these years, she is remorseful about having laughed at her parents' dance-floor techniques. Well, Jen, sometimes the truth stings a little, and I am very aware that you and Dan knew what you were talking about when you critiqued our leaping/ running/ swirling/kicking-in-the-air style. So don't worry about it. (However, I like the fact that I can still create a guilt-trip on my kids - - - Oh, crap! Did I just say that out loud??)
I was cleaning out a closet the other day and found a complete set of bedding in yellow and white gingham print. It was taking up a lot of space, so I did the only thing I could think of. I called Jenna and asked her if she wanted it for her extra bedroom. AHA!!! She took the bait, and now I have more closet space. She e-mailed me a picture of the room with the new bedding on the bed and it looks nice. I have always loved the color yellow - but Jen, not so much. So when Jenna sent me pictures of the new paint job she did in her kitchen - yellow, I knew at some point in our lives, we all somewhat become our mothers., Well, meet Jenna/Janene. Actually, she did a very nice job and it was a very good choice. Her kitchen is huge and needed a bright, airy color. NOTE: However, if I notice that the bathroom, and Alec's room, and the hallway and the living room, and her room, and the family room, (you get the idea) all become "yellow" areas, I may be calling on some of you to help with a "Color Wheel Intervention".
Talk about having a "magical" day. I just looked down and realized I had a nice, cold Diet Pepsi in my hand! Drat!!!! How did that happen?????
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
Anil Sinha
Opps, it's been a while since I posted. Life has a way of getting in the way. It's not as though I have been doing anything exceptionally important. Just trying to keep the messes under control and still enjoy the pretty weather. I spent 2 1/2 hours yesterday afternoon mowing the shop. It really looks pretty good now, and with the cooler weather, it may start to go dormant and that will slow the growth.
We have been tending to our Little Ma, as she is not feeling at all well. Her leg injury has cleared up for the most part, but now she is having trouble keeping any food down. She has a doctor's appointment this morning, so maybe we will find out more.
Aunt Alberta's funeral was Thursday, and it was a lovely service. Again, the joining together of the relatives that I hadn't seen in a long time. The funeral reminded me that it was time to change out the flowers on Mom and Dad's grave. I change them for each season. I put up a big wreath of fall colored flowers and leaves and then put two big bushes of artificial SUNFLOWERS in the marble vases on their headstone. It looked so much better being all bright and colorful.
I have been doing quite well in the health department which is normal, since all the bad, tough stuff is behind me and I am busy being a survivor instead of a person with cancer. I did have a splitting headache yesterday, but I think that is because I am again trying to get off the darn Diet Pepsi, and when you stop getting the caffeine, it makes you have a headache.
My latest hair report is that the salt-and-pepper color has now segued into silver!! Lon assures me that I can try and dye my hair (when I get enough to do that), but my hair has always been resillent and the one time I did try some "permanent" hair color, it just washed out with the next few shampoos and didn't sink in to the hair follicles. Again, I am Tephlon Woman. Also, the length is SLOOOOWWWWLY coming along, but wow, is it thick. It looks like a silvery mat on my head. There is a hint of a wave, which is encouraging.
My darling Jenna put a COMMENT on the last post, regarding her father's and my - uh - dancing skills. It seems that after all these years, she is remorseful about having laughed at her parents' dance-floor techniques. Well, Jen, sometimes the truth stings a little, and I am very aware that you and Dan knew what you were talking about when you critiqued our leaping/ running/ swirling/kicking-in-the-air style. So don't worry about it. (However, I like the fact that I can still create a guilt-trip on my kids - - - Oh, crap! Did I just say that out loud??)
I was cleaning out a closet the other day and found a complete set of bedding in yellow and white gingham print. It was taking up a lot of space, so I did the only thing I could think of. I called Jenna and asked her if she wanted it for her extra bedroom. AHA!!! She took the bait, and now I have more closet space. She e-mailed me a picture of the room with the new bedding on the bed and it looks nice. I have always loved the color yellow - but Jen, not so much. So when Jenna sent me pictures of the new paint job she did in her kitchen - yellow, I knew at some point in our lives, we all somewhat become our mothers., Well, meet Jenna/Janene. Actually, she did a very nice job and it was a very good choice. Her kitchen is huge and needed a bright, airy color. NOTE: However, if I notice that the bathroom, and Alec's room, and the hallway and the living room, and her room, and the family room, (you get the idea) all become "yellow" areas, I may be calling on some of you to help with a "Color Wheel Intervention".
Talk about having a "magical" day. I just looked down and realized I had a nice, cold Diet Pepsi in my hand! Drat!!!! How did that happen?????
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
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