Thursday thought for the day...

Thought for the day.

Women are Angels
And when someone breaks our wings....
We simply continue to fly......on a broomstick.

We are flexible like that.....

Just so you know.

Creative chaos...

...but with a few finished projects! I discovered a grapefruit spoon picks up small beads nicely. Being creative on hump day...enjoy yours!
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Tuesday B things...

Things/people I love that start with B:

1. Brian

2. books

3. bananas

4. beads

5. boats

That was easy. How 'bout you?

Dick loved all his birthday wishes and thanks everyone for them. He decided he didn't want to go to the Okeechobee Steak House (we've been there the last couple of years), and he wanted to do something different. Neighbor Al called and suggested a new-to-us seafood place...Johnny Longboat...so that's where we went. The food was good, but the place was LOUD...all hard surfaces and high ceilings and sound waves bouncing everywhere. That was OK. It is always nice visiting with friends. And yelling across the table!

So today we'll make a trip to Lowe's and to Sam's. Just another day in paradise, y'all!

Happy birthday, honey!

Today the big guy is officially entitled to Medicare. Does that signify that he is OLD? I guess it does. Dang. Where did the time go? Where did his hair go? As he always says, of all things to lose, the hair can go FIRST!

Something on TV just now reminded me of how and when we started the family tradition of letting the birthday honoree pick out the place to celebrate birthdays in our family.

We were on a ski trip up to Quebec in March '84 (we were living in FL then). Normally I would fix a special meal for the birthday person, but we were in a hotel and the next best option was to let the birthday gal Haley select the restaurant for her celebration. A tradition began...

Now what did I see on TV to remind me of this? With the Olympics being in Canada, we just saw a feature on poutine, Canadian junk food introduced to us on that trip to Quebec, that's what! It looks disgusting...French fries, covered with brown gravy, and topped with cheese...but it was actually very good! We won't discuss fat grams nor calories nor clogged arteries. And we won't eat this very often, but y'all should try it at least once. It may be sneaking over the border soon.

So this brings me back around to the birthday boy. He gets to eat whatever he wants to eat tonight. Since we had great steaks at the Tieche's house last night, he may pick something else. He is King of the day! He rules!!! For today...

Sunday questions...

Empress Bee made me think this morning. She posted about TWQ...the weekend question...from a fellow blogger to name five things you hate. I had to really think about that. I don't actually HATE much, and never dwell on that feeling. I had to stop and think on this one, and this is what I wrote:

1. Smoke
2. Liars
3. Politics (may be the same as #2)
4. Liver
5. Root beer

Actually now when I think about it, maybe liars should be at the top of my list. They are more abundant than smoke.

What are your five?

Man at work!

Dick has been hard at work all morning breaking up this cracked part of our sidewalk. The roads in the RV park were not built to accommodate 45' mohos, so our neighbor has to back up across our sidewalk in order to get onto their lot (actually, it was already cracked when we bought the place). Dick worked on concreting some other spots while I was gone. Today we had many folks stop by and oggle his work, but only one guy took a few swings with the mallet.

My job was to keep him hydrated. And fed. And to wash his dirty clothes. Do you think he deserves a steak dinner and a backrub tonight? I thought so. That's certainly what he'll get! He's such a hard worker.

The plan for the patio is to beef up the end of the sidewalk with rebar (it didn't have any...which was dumb), and pour a much deeper end to it with sloped edges so that it will then take the weight driven across it. We eventually plan to even the whole patio out with a concrete mix to get rid of all the mini-potholes in it (whose bright idea was that?). All those little depressions do is hold water and that creates a perfect breeding ground for mildew...which stays black. Then we'll have a finish topping put on smooth concerte, and it will be attractive, instead of ugly and always dirty looking. The end.

Today feels like the Florida that we know and love...during the winter only.

May you each have some sunshine in your life today. We are going to sit outside for awhile. Dick needs to rest. After his shower.

Friday, and on the road again...

So the plan is to visit with Mickey and Barbara this morning and then hit the road for the return trip to WPB.

I've had a good visit with my siblings and everyone...and I'll be leaving with a heavy heart as I drive south. I don't want my brother to die just yet, but his quality of life is almost non-existent, so he is ready to go. And I am preparing myself to accept this. At least I'm trying to get there.

Thanks, friends, for all the sweet words and prayers. They truly mean a lot to me and my family.

Make the most of every day, y'all. It is truly a blessing.