Jann Arden wrote about spending time with her parents. I commented:
I’m living with my Mom. Sometimes I can’t laugh and sometimes when I do laugh it hurts her feelings because I am laughing at her even when she is laughing about it too. Mom said the worst thing is people thinking you are feeble or forgetting things when you aren’t. Assuming you are “just old” when you are still just forgetting the same stuff you would have forgotten at any age. Watching your parent(s) get old is creepy because you know it will be you in another 20 years. But, as Mom also pointed out one day, I will be alone when I’m old. “Who will help you?”, she asked me. I don’t know and that is the worst part of all of it for me.
I only wonder who will be left to pay it.
I posted this tonight on the site for my town of Barrie, public suggestions. Pet people, before you rant off, this is not about your rights to have pets with you every hour of the day – this is about my right not to have your pets around me. I don’t see why I should tolerate your pets making me sick. Why can’t people just keep pets at home they way we used to do? Why do they need to carry animals (almost always dogs) around with them like a stuffed animal?
I do not dislike animals I just prefer them to be kept at an allergy and asthma free distance and not be a surprise I don’t want each time I go shopping, out for coffee, etc. If people can not leave pets at home then public places and stores can clearly let people know if they are safe for people or cater to pets.
“Why do we get stuck with old maid and spinster and men get to be bachelors and playboys?” — Miranda
I read Les Miserables last year. It was a long book. I am writing a review of the book on Squidoo and found this wallpaper while looking for images to post. I like the words at the top. Inspiring for me as I try to make changes to myself and get back to running my sites again.
I started swimming at the YMCA, once a week so far.
I don’t know what I’m doing with my sites right now. So don’t ask me.
I have more domains than energy, time, passion and… brains. I’ve got most of them in suspended animation while I decide where I’m going next.
I’ve had an adventure with blogging, more than ten years of it, so it doesn’t seem surprising that something needs to change. Me, most likely, since no one else wants to do it.
So this blog and all the others are in turmoil and hiatus at the same time.
Meanwhile… did you know Canada Post has a Haunted Canada collection of stamps, coins and postcards?
How do you deal with an extrovert when you are an introvert feeling drained of everything and yet still being given lists of more stuff to do as if you are a bottomless well unable to run dry?
I’m an introvert. The bus is one of my favourite things to do because you can be out of the house and lose yourself completely for an hour without having to do anything at all. No matter what the bus will go along and eventually take you back to where you started from.
Blue and white floral tea cozy from an Etsy shop.
Blue and white daisy tea cozy from another Etsy shop.
Found on Etsy:
A pretty bird tea cozy which made me think of the Twitter blue bird. Very nice embroidery.
This is such a great eye glass/ spectacle frame. Wish I could find this when I go shopping for new glasses this Winter.
These came from The Vintage Optical Shop, in the US.