Looking in the mirror

   

Today I see a woman who, at 46, still doesn’t  really know what she wants to be when she grows up.
I see a woman who wants to age gracefully and appreciate the gift,
but has a hard time with the signs of age despite her best intentions.
I see a woman who tries to please many, and in doing so…sometimes pleases no one.
Thankfully…. tomorrow is another day –
What do YOU see today when you look in the mirror?

46

Tomorrow I’ll be
Forty Six
Four Six
46
Just four years and I’ll be 50
It’s scarey… the time
In particular,  how it flies
 I have always been acutely aware of  the process of aging
I wouldn’t say I obsess over it, but the weight of it has always been there
like a stone in my pocket
One summer day – I was 20 – I sat on a beach in a bikini
Basting in baby oil, of all things…
and I looked at my limbs, youthful and muscled and tan
but not yet mottled with sun spots, as they are now
I remember so clearly ..thinking…
Enjoy this time, this wearing of YOUTH
It won’t last
One day you will look down and things will be different
Enjoy it..now
And I did
Youth was not wasted on this youngster
because I was fully aware of its temporary existence
I did appreciate almost every detail
minus the zits and heartbroken angst
While it was mine
Now in middle age as things start to weaken and creak
I need to remind myself to appreciate all that is still working and healthy
because it is truly a gift, not a given
I carry that stone in my pocket now too
My birthday wish this year is for some kind of peace for the people of Japan
some saving grace, some respite and rescue
a ressurection from the devastation
that is their home
*****
OK, and maybe a pony…….
because some things never change  ðŸ™‚

Randomest Post Ever

 The Coop came yesterday! … We decided rather than kill each other attempt to build the coop ourselves, what they were offering at chickensforbackyards was reasonably priced, so we bought one from them.  It’s perfect for our eight-chicken needs.

 
Plenty of nesting box room and the interior is roomy with perches too.
 

 Initially I wanted the coop on the other side of the garden shed behind the house… you can see it off in the distance here..  However, Mike got a bit of information from one of his farm buddies that rats are attracted to chicken feed, and next thing I know, the coop is on the other side of the barn/garage.  …..Chicken.

 These are the chicken yard panels and green roof, next thing on the to-do list.
We’ll be able to run power from the back of the garage to the coop.

  Unrelated! ….I’ve said earlier that I’m a half-breed, and what I meant by that was I’m half Italian and half Irish-German.  Yes, that’s a nationality because I said so.   I was born a few minutes after midnight of St. Patricks Day…  not quite a leprechaun.  So today a dear friend came by to see This Old House bearing house warming and birthday gifts.  She fortified my kitchen chicken collection (say that three times fast) with these adorable things…

 ..a beautiful Rooster cookie jar!

                                                
                                                      and this hand stitched piece in a frame…

..and a beautiful dishtowel and spoon rest I didn’t photograph.
This is the tray on the wall above the sink… see that sign below it?
…. that about says it all.

 

 She handstitched this beautiful chicken out of old quilt material too…

H has been one of my horse buddies for many years and it doesn’t matter
 how long the span of time in between visits… we always pick up right where we left off
and there is never enough time to cover all the things we want to catch up on.
Thanks, H.  –  Now lets find some new trails to blaze.
Totally unrelated again…(I warned you this was random)
 The manchild saw me taking pictures of my orea stuffed cookies and said
“Ma…. get a shot of THIS..”
Just six months ago, he was still a twig. A stick figure! MAH  BAYBEE  BOY.
As he likes to say now, while flexing a bicep…
“BOOM”
*sigh*
 My midsection is saying the same thing.
As T-shirt weather approaches, I am thoroughly disgusted with my eating habits.
Time to get off my arse and start working it.
 After this last batch of cookies is gone.

 

CSN Give-away WINNER!! and a spring give-away of my own…

Yes, I was going to wait another week to announce this giveaway, but I decided I wanted to give my followers a better chance at winning, so I went on over to Random.org  (thanks, kim)  and used their true numbers generator.  AND.. the number it settled on  was 39!   Comment number 39 was…

KATE the country girl! … Kate, I’ll mail you the code, and you now have $40. to use on CSN’s sites as you please.

 And so… I just reached the 200 follower mark!   It’s never been my intention to see how many followers I can accumulate… my blogging was initially  just a journal. However, it turned into much more than that.  It’s been such a pleasure getting to know you and the places you live and places you go – learning and creating and commiserating together.  I plan to blog for a long time, it’s a wonderful community.  To celebrate all of you – I am having a little give-away of my own.   All you have to do is answer the following questions in the comments section of this post and on Friday I’ll use the random generator again to pick a winner. The giveaway will be a box of spring goodness, contents a surprise.

1. Name three things on your bucket list.  

2. You’ll be stranded on an uninhabited tropical Island for a month. Name two items and one person – any person alive in the world today that you would choose to bring along with you.

3.  If you could chose any person at all to be the next President of the United States, who would it be and why?

4. Your stuck in an elevator for an hour. Who are you stuck in there with?  Jack Nicholson, George W. Bush or Charlie Sheen?

5.  What’s the first question you’d ask?

My answers:
1. To visit all the National Parks in the US,  to drive along the Pacific Palisades -California Coast, and to tour Europe. 

2. a gallon of bug repellent, a box of dry matches and the best eagle scout in America, whoever he is.

3. Brad Pitt.   Hey.. he’s easy on the eyes,  he’s a humanitarian and he already manages a small country amidst kaos.

4. George W. Bush.

5.  Question: ” ……………………………………………………..Really?!…………………………..”

An Hour of Your Time

  Did you move your clocks ahead?  I do love this practice… a big step toward the arrival of SPRING.

 This morning the light shifted…. as the sun rose and spilled over the back fields, the light cast a warm golden hue.    Robins are scouring the earth for worms and the bluebirds are staking their claim .

I think we’ve arrived, people.. my soul is rejuvenated.

Another Train Wreck

 I feel so bad for this guy – clearly.. CLEARLY… he is not in control.  Whatever mental illness he’s suffering from – and I do think it’s a mental illness –  he is no longer in any kind of control.  I don’t believe this is just a drug or alcohol addiction. It’s gotta be more than that.  

 Who is he surrounded by? (besides his harem of hired prostitutes…and  what they do for a living is their business, I’m no judge – but where’s their conscience?)  Where are his friends and family?   Isn’t  there SOMEONE out there who can help him? …STOP him?!  I’m pretty sure it’s beyond his family’s power, he has to agree to any help.  Still……he needs to be locked in a facility, diagnosed and treated before it goes to the point of no return.

  From the looks of him in this video…I’m afraid it might be too late.

Forcing the Issue

    Unrelated to post title… Did you know?… No woman ever shot a man while he was doing the dishes….Just Sayin… in case someone in particular is reading.

   I drove up to our old house today and cut some Forsythia and Quince… I can do that because we still own the place. *heavy sigh*    

Have you ever done this?  Force spring bloomers in a vase?  More beautiful than a spring bouquet you’d buy at the grocery store.