Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Love
Do you ever feel a bubble of love come from within...the strongest emotion humans can experience.? Maybe it doesn't last very long...My wise message today it that I believe it's the tiniest little preview of Heaven that we have.Imagine it multiplied a zillion times. I'm trusting there we will be saturated with love, light, and music. Love you guys and Jill.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Diet
Anyone over ...let's say 60 maybe...that doesn't know that there are 44 calories in an orange and 60 in an egg...? And how come? Because we grew up when diets were the in thing....and girdles and garters.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Upkeep
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Monumental Day
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Choices


Things aren't always as they seem. You should have seen the syrup Garry put on his porridge.Hmm I was feeling quite righteous about my breakfast (there's a waffle under there) until I found out I'd cleaned up real whipped cream. Anyway a visit to Cora's was a very special time out while on our visit to Moncton.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Jeans and pain

I think I did two things in one shot. I absolutely proved to mayself that low rise jeans (just a hint below the waistline )was a big mistake. Thankfully they were on sale and can be worn in some instances. But what a relief to get back into those appropriate for a 65 year old.
The other thing...Dr. Oz suggested we all let ourselves experience abit of pain....so we can get used to it.I'm not sure if this is simply putting up with something without getting it lined up the way you want it..I should listen to that program again.
These words are fluff compared to the disasters in the world..hmm
Monday, March 14, 2011
How to?
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Fresh picture

Edie says that if I'm, not going to do much blogging I should put a different picture on to replace the dirty dish cloth and the wooden spoon that the mice chewed.Hmmm
We've been celebrating Mom's 97th birthday for a few days and will continue today.. What do you call it when things are happy and sad at the same time...bittersweet maybe.
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