How to spend a week . . .

 

I can't believe how quickly this week has passed by.  It seems to have evaporated in a blur! I didn't have a particularly busy week, but some how, some way, it seems to have just whizzed by.  Is it like that for everyone?  Does it seem like time is speeding up?  It sure does from my vantage point!  The weeks no sooner begin than they are finishing.

Of course Saturdays are not the same now as they were when I was working, or raising a family, etc.  When the children were growing up Saturday was a day that we had to spend together after they had spent the week at school, etc.  It was our day off.  Pancakes for breakfast were always on the menu. Room cleaning in the morning and then we always used to take them to a movie on Saturday afternoon.  We normally lived on Military bases and so admission was always cheap to the Saturday matinee and the films were always preceded by cartoons, just like in the olden days.  Good times! 

 

The most delightful little box was delivered in the post from Postman Pat this week.   It was a birthday gift from my friend Noelle who lives in Halifax.  It's a fairy door.  Complete with doornob and look at that little ladybird! It is so sweet.  It was handmade by a local Halifax artisan, Clayton Dickson.  I am just pondering on where will be the perfect spot to place it.  I want to put it somewhere it will be seen, but also where it will delight! It was such a thoughtful gift!

I've been crocheting these as well as putting my blanket together and finishing off squares for that.  These little poppies are so quick and easy to make.  I just need to buy some pin backings to put onto them. Of course, we will still put money into the Poppy Appeal as it goes to a very good cause!  Its nice to have poppy brooches, etc. that you can wear for Remembrance Day, but we must also support our veterans however we can.

 

Facetimes with Doug always make me smile.   (I want that stained glass window, lol)  We don't do it near often enough, but when we do I am always so grateful for the opportunity we have to speak with each other face to face.  He is a good, good man, and a great dad and husband, and of course son.  when he was little he had the fuzziest, hairiest arms.  I always called him my little fuzzy bear.  I can remember when he was really young, the cat we had at the time (called Brandy who was a bluepoint Siamese) and I would go in together to wake him up in the morning.  The cat would tread on his back and be purring and I would tell him the cat was singing to him, and he would ask me what was the cat singing and I would sing to him Good Morning Sunshine by Donovan.  Good times!  I love these sweet memories I have of a sweet little boy and now a darling man. 

 

My friend Valerie posted this on facebook yesterday and it just made me laugh. I wonder who thinks things like this up.  It's quite witty.  I do have a love affair of all things Amish. It was always my dream to go to Amish country.  I'll probably not ever have the chance to do that now, but I do love Amish recipes and collectables.  I have a couple of sweet little Amish Peg Dolls.

 

One was made for me by my sister and the other a gift once upon a time from a friend. 

 

My sister always made such beautiful things, and makes beautiful things.  I treasure everything she has ever made for me.  She used to make beautiful Amish dolls, and one year an Amish outfit for her youngest girl for a Halloween Costume.  It was so cute.  My sister has always been the most brilliant seamstress.  There was a time when we lived in Southern Ontario that we did a few craft sales together.  I always enjoyed those times so very much.  No husbands or children to distract us . . .  just us and our crafts and the time we got to spend together.  Good times.  I cherish those lovely memories also. 

I gave myself the gift of an extra call to my mom midweek this week.  It was so nice.  She remembered my birthday and was so apologetic that she had actually forgotten to wish me a Happy Birthday when we had spoken on Sunday.  I told her it was okay.  I know her memory is not the best these days.  She was having her lunch.  My sister had left her a Tomato Sandwich for her lunch.  My mom loves, LOVES tomato sandwiches, much like myself.  We talked for abour an hour and it was really, really nice.  I think I will surprise her with mid weeks calls more often. Its like a gift to each of us. 

 

I had my Diabetic check-up yesterday and everything was good.  My blood sugar levels were even lower than they were at my previous check-up, so that was great!  I was surprised at that, but I'll take it!  Foot circulation is good, weight stable, kidney function good, etc.   My blood pressure was a bit up from what it should have been, so I have to go back and have it checked again in a couple of weeks.  Not totally suprised about that as I was a bit stressed out this week with the photo thing, but I am trying not to stress about it now.  What will be will be. I still can't log into my account on photobucket. Its been a couple of days.  For the moment most of my photos have become visible again, but for how long.  I want to be able to download my daughter's wedding photos etc. so I can save them someplace else.  But trying not to stress  . . .  being zen.  Or as zen as I can be.

 We have finished watching the whole 7 series of the Gilmore Girls and this week we have been watching their Year in the Life episodes.  Last night we were watching other half of the "Summer" episode, having watched the beginning of it the night before.  Although we have seen all four of these already, we don't mind watching them again.  Near the end of that episode (Spoiler alert!)  there is a song called "Unbreakable" which Lorelai has gone to listen to at Miss Patties as a part of the Stars Hollow Musical that the town is getting ready to put on.  As she sits and listens to it, she visibly tears up and is distraught . . .  and I have to say that the lyrics made me tear up also . . . 

Oh I am not unbreakable . . .

I am breaking right now

Maybe everyone can't have the dream

Maybe everyone can't kiss the frog,

etc. ...

Oh, I am not unbreakable

I am breaking right now

I need to be unbreakable

somehow, it's never

or now

...

It made me think about a huge turning point in my own life about 18 years ago where I found myself at a crossroad . . . "now or never" point in my life.  Having tried to be strong for everyone my whole life, I found myself at a breaking point where I realised that if I didn't do what I needed to do for me right then . . .  I never would and I would break.   Funny how something like a song like that can have such an impact on you and touch you in a special way. 

 

Thankfully Lorelai figured it out, 

and I did too.

♥

And with that I will leave you with a thought for the day  . . .

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 *.˛.° The grand essentials of happiness are:

Something to do, something to love,

something to give and something to hope for.

~Allan Chalmers  •。★★ 。* 。 

So grateful I have all of these  . . . 

Spiritual Enlightenment 

In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Langley Wakes Cakes.  So tasty!  A traditional Derbyshire recipe.

Have a great Saturday.  Hope the sun shines for you.  Don't forget!

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And I do too!