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“We have SUCH a good life.”
My husband and I say this to each other several times a week. Things will never be perfect, and we irritate each other greatly from time to time, but mostly, things are GOOD.
I spent a wonderful time typing to our son via a chat program. He’s across the world from us, doing his own thing, with a good friend and his wife, living and working in a way I really have difficulty getting my head around.
He used to be like me, nervous about traveling and all the details associated with it. Now he travels at the drop of a hat, arranges for Uber to take him where he needs to go otherwise, staying in AirBnB’s for one night, two weeks, a month, then picking up and moving elsewhere. He has computer clients in the U.S. and he and his partners work freelance.
He takes both Mandarin and Thai lessons, wanting to be able to speak to people where he is. He’s making good progress, though he always feels he still speaks ‘baby language,’ he can understand and many times respond now in their language. He can also write in the languages. He doesn’t do this for job opportunities. He does this out of respect for the country and its people.
I talked with him this morning about dreaming of winning the lottery. He said, “
I laughed aloud when I saw this picture.
My husband and I got used to sleeping when we could, wandering around when we couldn’t, reading for another hour, then sleeping in, or taking a nap.
Then came Amber.
Amber is a 3 month old yellow Labrador retriever. We adopted her at 10 weeks old, a month ago tomorrow. And what a whirlwind of a month we’ve had!
Now our lives revolve on when Amber was last out. We take her out for at least a short walk every two hours from 7:30 in the morning until about 11:00 at night. If we’re not walking her, we make a point of going out to the porch to cuddle, play, talk, as well as check her water dish. (She’s definitely a water dog. We fill the bowl half full, and then she cannot seem to stand it until she gets at least one paw in it. She drinks it, plays in it, splashes it all over the floor. We’re hoping that she’ll learn that when she does this, she might have to go for a bit where the bowl is empty. (Not long, but we’re hoping long enough to get her attention and maybe get her to change her ways.)
She desperately wants to jump on, and play with, our 12-year-old cocker spaniel/schnauzer cross, Molly,
and our cats, Abby
The problem is, NO ONE, except her people, wants to play with HER!
The one who handles our new family member best is Smoke. She routinely gets nose to nose with Amber, and then whacks her with a paw. Abby disappears until ‘the baby’ has gone back out on the porch Molly tries to disappear, and then growls and snaps a bit when Amber relentlessly continues to try to jump on her face. Of course, even when Amber was being good, standing in front of Molly with her head down, front paws straight out in front of her, bottom high in the air, and tail wagging furiously, Molly still growled and snapped.
The only one NOT giving us a hassle right now is Boo, my new black fish. It’s really hard to get a picture of her because of the reflection of the light on the bowl.
This picture is a professional one I found on the net, but it gives you a good idea of Boo’s face. She swims right over to me when I feed her, wiggling her body and lots of fins while goggling at me. She doesn’t say much and doesn’t give us any problems – a real relief right now.
To say logistics of where animals are at any given time is a full time job around here is a vast understatement. Also, in our efforts to get Amber acclimated to the house more, we try to invite her in several times a day. This is complicated because she loves to jump into the kiddie pool just before coming in from a walk, so we have to check to see how wet she is before she is allowed inside…
Suffice to say we fall into bed at night and are probably asleep within 30 seconds or less. We wake up still tired from the day before, but are determined to adapt to our new lifestyle, feeling lucky to have a houseful of wonderful animals.
Ginger is a “Purple Person” as I am. I think she took this photo in her yard. I found it on Facebook and wanted to share it with you. Are YOU a ‘purple person’ too?
I’ve had these pictures for quite awhile, and I neglected to get the name of the person who took them, so I cannot give credit as I would like to. I was fascinated by this lady and the hummingbirds’ attraction to her. I could sit with a little feeder in my hand until I melted into a puddle and hummingbirds wouldn’t flock around me like this. What a special lady she must be!
I think Mary Lou is coming home today, so this is probably the end of our vicarious vacation. What a glorious place to relax and unwind! Wasn’t it NICE of her to share these pictures with us?
May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.
Sending warmth (and power!) to my good friends in the Northeast United States. I hope this is, indeed, the last gasp of winter and that you’ll be enjoying the spring in all its glory soon.
I’m envying my sister-in-law and brother-in-law as they enjoy a week-long music cruise.
Although the weather isn’t the best, with gray skies and choppy seas, this looks really beautiful. I’m delighted she shared it with me.
I’ve never been on a cruise, and my husband really doesn’t like the idea of doing it.
My mother LOVED to cruise. It didn’t matter where the ship was going. She loved the cruise life. She liked dressing up for dinner. She loved figuring out what she wanted to do in the huge number of choices each day. She loved eating at the captain’s table. The food was wonderful. The views were excellent. She would have loved spending the rest of her life cruising – anywhere.
I loved the look on her face when she would tell me about her latest cruise. The light in her eyes. The huge smile. The wonderful memories.
I hope the music on THIS cruise is wonderful, and that the weather cooperates to make this a wonderful experien
“Thanksgiving is America’s national chow-down feast, the one occasion each year when gluttony becomes a patriotic duty.” ~Michael Dresser
I love this quote, and I simply melted into a puddle when I saw this sweet little girl in the bucket.