Saturday, 17 August 2019

Saturday This and That . . .

I'm like my mother, I can see
Her every action here in me,
The way she punched the bread,
The things she wore and what she said,
The way she slanted up her eyes,
Crimping the edges of the pies.

I catch myself unconsciously 
Doing the things I used to see
Her doing all around the place,
The very crinkles in her face,
The lace edges aprons that she wore,
The way she bargained at the store.

I see myself in printed blue
Puttering just like she used to do,
Setting the table neat as wax,
Getting out father's bedtime snacks,
Sitting down heavy in a chair,
Panting a bit upon the stair.

And like my mother, I have known
The toil and burdens, walked alone
Life's rugged road, the hopes and fears,
That mother carried all the years,
Facing a world that takes its toll
Of all the strength of heart and soul.

I only pray, though years be long
I'll hold her laughter and her song.
~Edna Jacques  

This poem really made me think about my mom. Not so much the words, because my mother was very different than Edna's mother in some ways, but very alike her in others  . . .  but mostly I liked this poem because I do see my mother in me in a great many ways.  Oh, no  . . .  I have never been, nor will I ever be as physically beautiful as my mother was, but I hear myself sounding like her often, and I find myself doing things exactly as she used to do them. I have probably always done so, but I am now more cognisant of the fact.  I cling to these small things and ways because in doing so, I am able to recognise that my mother is still with me and always will be.  I was talking on the telephone to my father the other day and he said that he wished he could dream about my mother, and I felt blessed that I could and that I do.  Each dream is a gift to me. May they never stop visiting me. 

Buy the Book! 

I had to remind the accountant one more time, but I did finally get the residuals owing to me yesterday. In the two years since my book was published I had only ever gotten three payments. One shortly after it was published which was the advance, which should have been paid me prior to publication, and then two other smaller amounts which were royalties due me.  Supposedly I was to be paid royalties every quarter, which would have meant 6 payments, on top of the advance in that two year period.  It never happened.  The other day when she e-mailed me it was such a paltry figure and none of the figures in her statement were adding up.  I knew I had never gotten what they said I had.  So I took a few hours going back through our bank statements, over two and some years checking. It was pain-staking work, but I found the three transactions and only three that they had payed me on.  They owed me four times what they said they did.  I was able to prove this to them, and eventually, yesterday, they coughed it up.  Not sure if I will ever get any more, or if my second book will ever be published, but at least I got this.  The squeaky wheel does get the grease. The old me would have just taken what they told me as fact, the new me took the time to really investigate and then speak out about it. I am grateful that I did.  I now have some money that I can use when my daughter Eileen and my son Anthony come over. Yippee! I may self-publish the second one after all, on my own, on Amazon. What do you think? 

As you know I was recently published in Hello! Canada magazine.  I had a pdf copy of the article/spread, but that is all, and I was pretty grateful for that.  Being showcased in Hello! is something I guess I can be proud of.  I got a package yesterday from my dear friend Noelle who lives in Dartmouth back home. She is a lot younger than myself, and I can't even remember how we met.  We have actually never met in person, only on line, but we message each other frequently and have this special friendship.  I have the kind of relationship with her that I wish I had with my own youngest daughter.  Noelle lost her mom when she was only 23 and I haven't had a real relationship with my youngest daughter for a long time now, which breaks my heart, but it is what it is.  I am not sure Noelle knows what a blessing she is in my life.  Heavenly Father seems to use her in just the right way to touch my heart and fill it. I got a lovely letter from her several months after my mom passed away and it meant the world to me. My own daughter has never even acknowledged to me my mother's passing.  And then this, for my Birthday, along with another beautiful letter.  My own daughter never wished me a Happy Mother's Day or a Happy Birthday or zip this year.  I am sure she has her reasons and to her they are valid so I will not make light of them.  I have no idea what the problem is.  I do mourn her loss however, and it pains me to think of the relationship we could have had and should have had.  Heavenly Father knows my heart and He compensates for all of our tears and our sorrows.  My daughter has her agency and He would never interfere with that, no would I . . .  but somehow He manages to make up for it and I have Noelle . . .  and Tatiana   . . . and Ariana . . .  and quite a few other precious souls/women/daughters of the heart that sort of make up for it.  I am blessed.  

Gabe age 13

I was messaging with my son earlier this week.  He had messaged me to wish me a Happy Birthday, and sent me a couple of pictures of his boys.  These are their super-hero poses from a hike they were taking in the woods  . . . 

Luke age 9 

They are grown into lovely boys and  my son is a very thoughtful and caring man.  I love them so very much and I am grateful for a son who takes the time to make sure that they know who I am.  I can't wait to see Anthony in October. Six years is far too long to go without seeing anyone from your family.  I wish I could see all of my children and all of my grandchildren.  Maybe one day, hopefully not in the too distant future. 

I finally got inspired enough yesterday to start sorting out my craft room, yet again. Nothing crafty has been happening for the most part, no art, no nothing because I have had no space in there on the work tops to do anything.  I know, it sounds terrible doesn't it.  Well, truthfully its been a real mess.  Every time we have sorted out any other room, everything has just gotten dumped into the craft room.  I have a habit of making little project boxes and using plastic boxes to gather together materials to do individual projects and then I never get the materials put back where they belong afterwards. So I have plastic boxes to undo and sort and materials to put back where they DO belong, etc.  Maybe once that is done and once I get rid of the tat some real crafting can happen.  My fingers are itching to paint and to sew and just to create.  That Alice In Wonderland happened on my dining room table and that shouldn't be the case, not when I have a room in the house that is supposedly dedicated to creating.

We have been watching Downton Abbey again in preparation for the film which is due to come out soon.  I can't wait for it!  I really hope that it doesn't disappoint!  I am sure Julien Fellowes won't let us down.  As least I hope that he won't!  I am praying and hoping it will be worth the wait!  

Something else, my dirty little secret  . . .  I've been watching Dawson's Creek. I never got to watch it when it aired the first time around and I admit I that I am enjoying it now. I used to watch Beverly Hills 90201 with my girls back in the day.  I felt that it opened up a dialogue that we could use to talk about issues that teens were facing at that time. This was pre-Dawson's Creek.  My girls are both 41 and 40 (almost) years old respectively. I have fond memories of the hours we spent sitting on my bed watching the BH gang.  Of course all of these people are much older now.  Some are even no longer with us . . .  mind boggling to think about.  Have you seen Katie Holmes lately? 

She's well growed-up now and long past her Tom Cruise stage.  

WE all have our cringe worthy moments I am sure  . . .  

We don't have cable TV anymore, or SKY as it is known over here.  We rely on Prime and on Netflix and it keeps us very happy. Television on demand and just what we want to watch.  We have had Prime for about 4 or 5 years now, maybe longer.  I had no idea until yesterday that there was also a Music option that we could listen to.  DUH. Its great!  And its included in the package.  Free play lists, etc. We enjoyed some lovely old Country music yesterday while we were puttering and I am listening to some nice music now.  Who needs cd's anymore? 


I got another parcel from SeaFresh yesterday.  This time it has Lemon Sole Filets in it, along with Sea Bass, Mahi Mahi and Tilapia.  The only one of those fishes I have ever eaten is the Lemon Sole and I love it.  There has been some controversy brought to my attention about the Tilapia.  I am not sure what to think about that.  One person my my FB page has been quite out there with her opinion of it. I have not read any of the negative press on Tilapia. She said she would never eat it that they are like the garbage sea gulls of the ocean  . . .  but then again, people eat and pay big bucks to eat Lobsters, and they are like the cockroaches of the ocean.  What to do, what to do  . . . 

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

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The only one who
can satisfy the human heart
is the one who made it.
~Unknown  •。★★ 。* 。 

Baby Sticky Toffee Pudding Cakes 

In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Baby Sticky Toffee Pudding Cakes.  Seriously scrumptious, but what is even better, you can totally make them up to two days ahead and then just reheat on the day. 

Have a fabulous Saturday.  Don't forget along the length of your day . . .

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  1. Well some days are diamonds some days are dust.I Have a special liking w/ a Heather Noelle:) Born on Cristmas Day my daughters friend.
    So glad she sent you that!
    LOL I hadwhined to Hello about not geting your issue which finally you saw and this week another arrived.Oy.

    Your daughter is nothing but a big enigma to me.I feel sorry for her ..

    For more reasons than one.

    I know adult children who had less than stellar parents and yet are devoted..Geesh.You have always loved them and cared for them.
    No rhyme no reason.

    So maybe w/out Todd..try and catch Fleabag Season 1(Not my fave..porny kind of) and Season 2 (my fave).I finished last night and wanted more..watched it on my own.Prime..She is amazin.I mentioned all this on my blog to you but just in case:)
    I have no idea if I am like my mom.

    1. I am sure Todd would not watch Fleabag, but I will watch it on my own. I have a higher tolerance for things like that I find. I did read aboutit on your blog. I have been slow to respond. Sorry about that! I have had a few days of not feeling very well with my back and now my shoulder. They do say growing older is not for sissies! I am sure you are probably very like your mom. I wish you had had her with you for much longer than you did. xoxo

    2. Growing older SUCKS is a gift ...nevertheless..

  2. Hi Marie, nice newsy post. I love Edna Jacques poem. The older I get, the more I'm like my mom. People have told me I look like her so perhaps I do. I'm so happy your royalties came through finally. Smart girl for being able to go back and provide documentation of what they did pay you and what they now owed you. You have a little bit extra to treat Anthony and Eileen when they visit. Just think, Marie, you will be able to cook for them. They are going to love that. Your estrangement from your younger daughter is sad especially since you don't know why. I have been estranged from my sister and her family for 16 years but at least I know why. It was some "creative" accounting when my sister had Power of Attorney over my mom and thought that meant she could do whatever she wanted. I have tried to reconcile but got no response from her when I reached out. All water under the bridge now. Glad your back is better but sorry to hear about your shoulder. Take gentle care. Hugs, Elaine

    1. I think it is always sad when family members become estranged Elaine, especially when you come from a smallish family. They do say that friends are family you choose for yourself. I am grateful for all of mine and for the family I do have relationships with! I am really looking forward to October! We are going to cram Thanksgivings, Birthdays, and Christmas's all into one beautiful visit! Love and hugs, xoxo

  3. Lots of lovely things in this post...and so very happy, Marie, that GOD has sent other lovely young women to be a daughter to you. Yes, it is not quite the same, but it is a blessing indeed. We have one of our son's boyhood friends who treats us so well and it sure has helped those darker of days!! I have gotten some books of late for folks like us who are simply not on the radar of some of our kids, etc. And FINALLY, after much fuss, you get what you are owed!! YES, why not self publish?? Lovely fish you were given...except the tilapia. I understand that in the USA, the farmed bass fish are in a tank, removed to sell, then the tilapia are put in to "clean the tank" saving lots of labor...and the tilapia then are sold. I have read online warnings not to eat them very often due to the toxins in them. YES, bottom fish indeed. Mahi mahi is something we ate often in Hawaii...a lovely fish!! It was breaded there and put into a lovely bun...ah those were the days!! It is good with toppings too, marinade, etc. Elizabeth xoxo

    1. The Mahi Mahi sounds nice Elizabeth. I am not sure about Tilapia. Nothing sounds good about them! Yikes! Love and hugs, xoxo

  4. I loved the poem and like you I find things that I do just like my Mom. Some of them I thought I would never do or say. Your Mom is lovely.
    I'm happy you got the money you deserve for your publication. Yes, do a book on Amazon; that would be awesome.
    I think it is wonderful that you were published in Hello; sweet!
    I'm sorry about your daughter, I can't imagine the pain on this one. Someday, I would say she will connect with you again. I love that your other children are attentive. I actually have a few that aren't that attentive to us. It makes me sad too.
    I'm happy that you have special young friends that make up the difference for your daughter. Your grandchildren are adorable; I loved their photos.
    Have fun getting your craft room done. I always love when you show your crafts and especially your paintings.
    My husband and I are going to give up Dish and go for Prime and Nexflex. We don't watch as much TV anymore, anyways. We have prime so I will need to check to see if we have music too.
    I just love fish; so I would enjoy it all. I think in today's world, there is always something wrong with products.
    Sending loving thoughts and hugs your way!

    1. We pretty much only watch Prime and Netflix LeAnn and Living Scriptures TV. That way we can pick and choose what we watch and weed out all the garbage! Yes, it does seem like most products today have something wrong with them. Sigh . . . Love and hugs to you and Roger! xoxo


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