Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Today's best friend.....
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Dog Revenge
Sugar used to always sleep on our old sofa. I hated all the dog hair and doggie smell she left behind, but the sofa was about worn out and tagged for replacement soon anyway, so I didn't fuss at her about it.
The new sofa has been here since early December, and Sugar is forbidden to get up on it. Often she will walk over to the sofa and longingly look at it, then look at me, knowing it is off limits.
Well, Sugar has found a new place to relax. We have two recliners in our living room. Of course, she has taken over mine.
Monday, January 26, 2009
I Love My House When It's Tidy
It's my favorite place to be. It's so warm and cozy here. Today I cleaned, did laundry and scrubbed floors. It is a labor of love.
I got a great little mop for my floors. It's a Clorox Ready Mop. But I really don't like the cleaning solution that comes with it. It leaves a streaky film on my floors that makes them look dull and dirty. I have been experimenting with different ways to use this great little tool, and I think I have finally settled on a satisfactory method. I tried diluting the solution with half water, but that didn't make much difference. So I emptied the whole container down the drain, rinsed out the bottle and refilled it with plain water and about 1/4 cup of white vinegar. I replaced the commercial mopping pad with an old terry washcloth that gives more scrubbing action. Voila! Clean, sparkling floors.
And I save money because I don't have to buy their solution or disposable pads. Yes, I do have to launder the washcloths, but that is no big deal. I do laundry at least every week anyway.
That said, I must confess that I am very attached to my swiffer duster. Hope things don't get so bad that I have to go back to the old 'dust cloth' days.
I got a great little mop for my floors. It's a Clorox Ready Mop. But I really don't like the cleaning solution that comes with it. It leaves a streaky film on my floors that makes them look dull and dirty. I have been experimenting with different ways to use this great little tool, and I think I have finally settled on a satisfactory method. I tried diluting the solution with half water, but that didn't make much difference. So I emptied the whole container down the drain, rinsed out the bottle and refilled it with plain water and about 1/4 cup of white vinegar. I replaced the commercial mopping pad with an old terry washcloth that gives more scrubbing action. Voila! Clean, sparkling floors.
And I save money because I don't have to buy their solution or disposable pads. Yes, I do have to launder the washcloths, but that is no big deal. I do laundry at least every week anyway.
That said, I must confess that I am very attached to my swiffer duster. Hope things don't get so bad that I have to go back to the old 'dust cloth' days.
Friday, January 23, 2009
I'm A Dreamer.....
Yes, really. I dream all the time. Sometimes my dreams are so entertaining, I don't want to wake up. In my dreams I go places and do things that I would never do in real life.
Some of my dreams are amusing. Some are confusing. Some are happy and some are sad. Some of them are frightening. But they are never boring.
I believe that some dreams have meaning and that God will reveal the meaning to us when we ponder and pray about it. Those dreams usually stay in my mind for days or weeks and the details remain vivid to me. Those are the ones I journal. How interesting to go back through my journals and realize that some of those dreams did, indeed, point to significant events that came about later in my life.
And then there are the 'pizza dreams'. Those dreams that keep me entertained while I sleep, but fade from my memory within the first few minutes of being awake. I seldom bother with trying to remember or journal a dream that doesn't stay with me for at least an hour or so.
All in all, I enjoy dreaming. For someone who doesn't watch much TV, I love watching my dreams most of the time.
Do you love your dreams?
Some of my dreams are amusing. Some are confusing. Some are happy and some are sad. Some of them are frightening. But they are never boring.
I believe that some dreams have meaning and that God will reveal the meaning to us when we ponder and pray about it. Those dreams usually stay in my mind for days or weeks and the details remain vivid to me. Those are the ones I journal. How interesting to go back through my journals and realize that some of those dreams did, indeed, point to significant events that came about later in my life.
And then there are the 'pizza dreams'. Those dreams that keep me entertained while I sleep, but fade from my memory within the first few minutes of being awake. I seldom bother with trying to remember or journal a dream that doesn't stay with me for at least an hour or so.
All in all, I enjoy dreaming. For someone who doesn't watch much TV, I love watching my dreams most of the time.
Do you love your dreams?
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Thanks LeeLou
As I am often want to do, I have rearranged things again. How do you like my blogs new outfit??? Leelou makes it so easy to get a new, fresh look.
Visit her at:
http://leeloublogs.blogspot.com/
She has a wonderful collection of free templates and also does custom work if you want something really special. Go pay her blog a visit. You won't be sorry.
Visit her at:
http://leeloublogs.blogspot.com/
She has a wonderful collection of free templates and also does custom work if you want something really special. Go pay her blog a visit. You won't be sorry.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
This is Me
Monday, January 12, 2009
Oh My Gosh! I'm 60!
Yikes! Another birthday. I can't believe I'm 60. I don't feel sixty. I certainly don't want to act 'my age'. However, the years are catching up with me in some ways. One of the sweetest things about growing older is that I have learned so much!
Finally I realize that there are more important things in life than ('gasp') me. I now know that if I don't get my way in all things, my world will not fall apart.
I have come to understand that relationships are more important than material possessions.
My need for frenetic activity has been replaced with beautiful moments of quiet meditation and reflection.
I have discovered that God is closer than I ever imagined, and that my relationship with Him is the most important thing in my life.
All in all, I'm feeling pretty good about being sixty. Life is simple and good.
'My whole being shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness.' Psalm 63:5
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