One Part Inspiration...

I came home from work, made supper and then went to a card-making class.  It was hard work. I enjoyed learning this new skill,  but found the evening taxed my brain.  By the time I went home, I had a bit of a headache.  To make matters worse, when I arrived home, I smelled something 'off'. It smelled like cat pee.  I kept trying to find the source and couldn't pin point anything.  I emptied the garbage, put laundry into the machine, washed down the sink.  Still I couldn't find the reason why it smelled so bad.  My headache persisted, so I waved the white flag and went to bed. All night long, I tossed and turned, trying to sleep.  I did manage to get some rest, but no relief for my headache came.  I tried taking medication.  I tried putting a magic bag on my head.  Nothing really helped. When morning finally came, I decided to make a cup of coffee and see if that might do the trick. The smell of cat pee not only lasted all ...

Those of you who read this blog regularly. might know that profound thoughts occur to me in the oddest places.  One of them is the dentist chair.  It is a spot where I am acutely aware of my surroundings - my senses are heightened.  It may be because my adrenalin is rushing through my body, ready for the fight or flight syndrome.  I will describe them in terms of the five senses for our purposes today.  Or " The Five Schlenches"  which is what I sounded like after three rounds of freezing. Sight:  My dentist`s office looks out (from half-way up the window because the bottom half is blocked out by etched glass) onto the freeway.  I found this strangely calming.  I allowed myself to be mesmerized by the off - ramps, the on-ramps, the small cars, the big cars, the semi-trucks. Mostly I just wished I was on that highway myself, rather than sitting in the chair waiting for my dentist to pronounce certain doom on my back molar. And then there i...

I think I am going to start a website called www.nopromisepinterest.com     Or maybe I will just call it www.pinterest.ish.com The reason is that I have a real skill set when it comes taking the posted projects and making them look no thing like the pictures.  I think my epic fails should be shared with the world.  The world needs the comic relief. I don't even know why I got started on this venture.  Except that one day, someone, somewhere casually said  "Oh, are you on Pinterest?".  And I replied "NOOOOO  that's not for me".  And then not too much later,  I got just a little curious.  So I took a quick peek and then logged off the computer. And then one night when the moon was high and there wasn't much on TV, I caved.  I opened up the site again to see what the fuss was about. It was an eye opener. I quickly realized that on Pinterest, there is no 'little' when it comes to poking around.   Next thin...

  In my bid to continue to evolve and explore new avenues for my life, I decided that this season of my life will include volunteering to help out on various committees, taking leadership on different causes, and just generally challenging myself to go beyond my comfort zone. So when the "Wellness Committee" chairperson  emailed to say they needed help for the upcoming fundraiser, I looked at the list of things that needed doing, and decided that button making was something I could manage. Something I could manage?  What was I thinking?  Button making requires reading instructions and figuring out what part of the button goes where and when to add the little thingies and whazzits that make up the buttons. Time to call in the experts.   One of my spiritual gifts is calling on experts to help me out with the projects for which I have volunteered.   And  I am fortunate to have people in my life who know how to DO things. It's a perfect combinati...