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As of today I am pretending I don’t have a vehicle
in the driveway. I’m walking to the PO, grocery store,library and anywhere in town I need to go.
Please feel free to remind me every day as I am prone
to 
1.laziness &
2. forgetfulness
This pledge/fantasy will only be in effect until the rains come.
We used to take long walks all the time but have taken
to the under 20 minute walk. Haiku walks. We would walk and 
talk and solve all the world’s problems. The change is mostly due
to Lu’s inability to walk very far and our inability to 
carry her home. 
Well I’ll just have to take her for a short one and then go on about my business.


 

Aromatherapy

The old studio door.
I can hardly remember what that old studio looked like now. 
It was a hot mess I remember that. It started out as a dirt floor falling
down garage that was dark and stanky and scary to go into. 
For the last two or three weeks my two Ficus plants have been dropping 
leaves like they were fixing to die. It has slowed down to about two or three
leaves a day now. I don’t know what got them all worked up and carrying on 
that way but I’m glad they’ve settled down.
I’ve decided to spend as much of this day outdoors as possible. 
Here it is almost the end of summer and I’ve not spent more
than a few hours out in our yard all summer and it looks it too. 
Almost all the plums have fallen from the tree. I’ve made one plum cake and two
plum crisps. The rest have been eaten by critters, one of which I suspect is a bulldog, from 
the smell of things in the living room.

Aromatherapy

The old studio door.
I can hardly remember what that old studio looked like now. 
It was a hot mess I remember that. It started out as a dirt floor falling
down garage that was dark and stanky and scary to go into. 
For the last two or three weeks my two Ficus plants have been dropping 
leaves like they were fixing to die. It has slowed down to about two or three
leaves a day now. I don’t know what got them all worked up and carrying on 
that way but I’m glad they’ve settled down.
I’ve decided to spend as much of this day outdoors as possible. 
Here it is almost the end of summer and I’ve not spent more
than a few hours out in our yard all summer and it looks it too. 
Almost all the plums have fallen from the tree. I’ve made one plum cake and two
plum crisps. The rest have been eaten by critters, one of which I suspect is a bulldog, from 
the smell of things in the living room.

Aromatherapy

The old studio door.
I can hardly remember what that old studio looked like now. 
It was a hot mess I remember that. It started out as a dirt floor falling
down garage that was dark and stanky and scary to go into. 
For the last two or three weeks my two Ficus plants have been dropping 
leaves like they were fixing to die. It has slowed down to about two or three
leaves a day now. I don’t know what got them all worked up and carrying on 
that way but I’m glad they’ve settled down.
I’ve decided to spend as much of this day outdoors as possible. 
Here it is almost the end of summer and I’ve not spent more
than a few hours out in our yard all summer and it looks it too. 
Almost all the plums have fallen from the tree. I’ve made one plum cake and two
plum crisps. The rest have been eaten by critters, one of which I suspect is a bulldog, from 
the smell of things in the living room.

Ahhhh Friday

The day to myself! 
The first one all week. No doctor’s or dentist’s appointments no lunch dates or errands. Just laundry and reading and yoga and, in a little while, a walk to the library.
 No drama(so far), just the hum of
the dryer and Lu’s gentle snoring, she saves her real hard loud snoring for night sleep. 
 I’m savoring the day,the moment and looking forward to a weekend of hard labor in the house and in the yard which looks like an abandoned lot the cats use for their 
nefarious purposes. Though they are doing some good work too. There are no more gophers! 

I wish you all a weekend
full of 
Charming Stories.

Ahhhh Friday

The day to myself! 
The first one all week. No doctor’s or dentist’s appointments no lunch dates or errands. Just laundry and reading and yoga and, in a little while, a walk to the library.
 No drama(so far), just the hum of
the dryer and Lu’s gentle snoring, she saves her real hard loud snoring for night sleep. 
 I’m savoring the day,the moment and looking forward to a weekend of hard labor in the house and in the yard which looks like an abandoned lot the cats use for their 
nefarious purposes. Though they are doing some good work too. There are no more gophers! 

I wish you all a weekend
full of 
Charming Stories.

Ahhhh Friday

The day to myself! 
The first one all week. No doctor’s or dentist’s appointments no lunch dates or errands. Just laundry and reading and yoga and, in a little while, a walk to the library.
 No drama(so far), just the hum of
the dryer and Lu’s gentle snoring, she saves her real hard loud snoring for night sleep. 
 I’m savoring the day,the moment and looking forward to a weekend of hard labor in the house and in the yard which looks like an abandoned lot the cats use for their 
nefarious purposes. Though they are doing some good work too. There are no more gophers! 

I wish you all a weekend
full of 
Charming Stories.

That was my girl.

A long time ago.

When she was little she used to ask when would she be grown-up enough to move out and be on her own and we always said when you’re 36.

How were we to know we were seeing into the future?
I imagined that my parenting would be pretty much done by now. The real hands-on kind that is. I thought there would be phone calls and visits during Thanksgiving, then life took this sharp evil, bone crunching turn and I thought I’d never have any of that ever again and now life goes and takes another sharp turn. By now I know I need to fasten up my seat belt and breathe deeply instead of clenching up for the expected whack, not that any of that makes much of a difference, I’m still always always stunned by it.
Amazed at my own stupid surprise at anything that happens as I’ve been expecting it all along.
Turns out my baby is having a baby and both babies will most likely be living here under our little roof.  Turns out my hands aren’t done being on.  Not at all.
A baby.
Two babies.
Oh my.

That was my girl.

A long time ago.

When she was little she used to ask when would she be grown-up enough to move out and be on her own and we always said when you’re 36.

How were we to know we were seeing into the future?
I imagined that my parenting would be pretty much done by now. The real hands-on kind that is. I thought there would be phone calls and visits during Thanksgiving, then life took this sharp evil, bone crunching turn and I thought I’d never have any of that ever again and now life goes and takes another sharp turn. By now I know I need to fasten up my seat belt and breathe deeply instead of clenching up for the expected whack, not that any of that makes much of a difference, I’m still always always stunned by it.
Amazed at my own stupid surprise at anything that happens as I’ve been expecting it all along.
Turns out my baby is having a baby and both babies will most likely be living here under our little roof.  Turns out my hands aren’t done being on.  Not at all.
A baby.
Two babies.
Oh my.

That was my girl.

A long time ago.

When she was little she used to ask when would she be grown-up enough to move out and be on her own and we always said when you’re 36.

How were we to know we were seeing into the future?
I imagined that my parenting would be pretty much done by now. The real hands-on kind that is. I thought there would be phone calls and visits during Thanksgiving, then life took this sharp evil, bone crunching turn and I thought I’d never have any of that ever again and now life goes and takes another sharp turn. By now I know I need to fasten up my seat belt and breathe deeply instead of clenching up for the expected whack, not that any of that makes much of a difference, I’m still always always stunned by it.
Amazed at my own stupid surprise at anything that happens as I’ve been expecting it all along.
Turns out my baby is having a baby and both babies will most likely be living here under our little roof.  Turns out my hands aren’t done being on.  Not at all.
A baby.
Two babies.
Oh my.

cultivating acceptance

It’s been a wild week. Make that three weeks. No wait, make that 4 years.
Ok, forget it, more than 4 less than 1000.
My lesson for this week is to cultivate acceptance. It sounds so easy, so simple and
light but it’s as hard as anything can be. I think I accept things but then I find myself gritting my teeth and cussing in traffic, wound up as tight as a ball of rubber bands. This is a sure sign of non-acceptance and it creeps in if I’m not watching.
Obviously, I don’t believe everything I think.
So.
Cultivation. 
Nourishing the notion that I can’t change the way things are.
I’m working on feeding that idea, watering it, trimming back the dead leaves on it and letting it sit in the sunshine and rain and fog.
Letting it do it’s thing, I can rest easy and wrap myself in one of my binkies and smile when I look at my silly dolls or Lu asleep on her pouf.
All is as it should be.

cultivating acceptance

It’s been a wild week. Make that three weeks. No wait, make that 4 years.
Ok, forget it, more than 4 less than 1000.
My lesson for this week is to cultivate acceptance. It sounds so easy, so simple and
light but it’s as hard as anything can be. I think I accept things but then I find myself gritting my teeth and cussing in traffic, wound up as tight as a ball of rubber bands. This is a sure sign of non-acceptance and it creeps in if I’m not watching.
Obviously, I don’t believe everything I think.
So.
Cultivation. 
Nourishing the notion that I can’t change the way things are.
I’m working on feeding that idea, watering it, trimming back the dead leaves on it and letting it sit in the sunshine and rain and fog.
Letting it do it’s thing, I can rest easy and wrap myself in one of my binkies and smile when I look at my silly dolls or Lu asleep on her pouf.
All is as it should be.

cultivating acceptance

It’s been a wild week. Make that three weeks. No wait, make that 4 years.
Ok, forget it, more than 4 less than 1000.
My lesson for this week is to cultivate acceptance. It sounds so easy, so simple and
light but it’s as hard as anything can be. I think I accept things but then I find myself gritting my teeth and cussing in traffic, wound up as tight as a ball of rubber bands. This is a sure sign of non-acceptance and it creeps in if I’m not watching.
Obviously, I don’t believe everything I think.
So.
Cultivation. 
Nourishing the notion that I can’t change the way things are.
I’m working on feeding that idea, watering it, trimming back the dead leaves on it and letting it sit in the sunshine and rain and fog.
Letting it do it’s thing, I can rest easy and wrap myself in one of my binkies and smile when I look at my silly dolls or Lu asleep on her pouf.
All is as it should be.





It seems Lu has given up her night job that looks exactly like her day job (see photo above) for a job as night watch dog.
With my other dogs, gods rest their ferocious little hearts, when they barked and I was home alone at night, I’d get skairt shitless and wonder where the gun was. With Lu I know it’s a moth flying against the window or a leaf falling on the deck and I know there is nothing I can say or do to make her shut up and go back to sleep. Once she’s hot on the scent of something that’s pretty much it until she gets sleepy and forgets to say anymore about it.
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It seems Lu has given up her night job that looks exactly like her day job (see photo above) for a job as night watch dog.
With my other dogs, gods rest their ferocious little hearts, when they barked and I was home alone at night, I’d get skairt shitless and wonder where the gun was. With Lu I know it’s a moth flying against the window or a leaf falling on the deck and I know there is nothing I can say or do to make her shut up and go back to sleep. Once she’s hot on the scent of something that’s pretty much it until she gets sleepy and forgets to say anymore about it.
PS Ad choices for this post: How to train any dog in 6 days.
Train your dog
etc
etc.