I had planned to post photos of our zoo visit from the end of our recent house/farm hunting excursion today but I’m simply not in the mood so I’m just going to post some total recent randoms instead.

Yesterday a dear friend passed away after a battle with cancer. I am so sad that he has passed away, but so glad he did not suffer for much too long at the end. When we visited him last week, he was still able to bounce right up on his feet from a chair and walk us to the door. That was just one week ago. Now he is gone.

He was a good friend, a good man, and will be missed. He was also Elsa’s favorite person in the world. We don’t even know why really, it wasn’t that he treated Elsa differently from anyone else or gave her special attention. She just bonded with him. Elsa is our aspie child and really doesn’t “like” all that many people, and when she does, she doesn’t really say so. But this friend, whom she’s known since she was just 1 year old, she always remembered, and always spoke about, even when we would sometimes go a year or more at a time without seeing him.

I snapped the above photo a few weeks ago, with my tiny point and shoot camera, on my way home from visiting our dear friend who passed away yesterday.

Our son Joshua purchased one of our dear friends motorbikes.Joshua has wanted a motorbike for years. We always said no. There’s no doubt bikes are dangerous. This time we said  yes. Our dear friend who passed away was selling all of his beloved belongings. The bike is more then “just” a bike. It’s a memory. Joshua has plans to redo the paint job on the bike and add to the new paint job, “In memory of D___”. The bike will be a project for quite a while and it will probably be a couple of years before Joshua ever rides it. In the meantime, he’ll put his hard work, and love, into it.

I think we have a great son. He’s proven he’s got a good head on his shoulders, and an even better heart. He makes us proud.
We were supposed to go visit our dear friend yesterday afternoon after church. Instead, we were stuck at home cleaning, for a showing, in which the viewers showed up almost an hour early, while we were still cleaning, AND then never even stepped foot in our home. Needless to say, we were not impressed.
I hate to vent here on my blog, but I’m mentioning this in hopes that if you’re a realtor, or someone looking at places to buy, consider the person’s/family living in the home you’re going to view before you disrupt their lives. They may just miss out on something important, like seeing a sick friend one last time. The realtor should have done their homework and checked to see first if the property was even what her clients wanted. It saves lots of time, and even sometimes, like in this case, some heartache.

We must always remember, our daily actions don’t always just involve us. We need to consider those who are also involved in the reactions of our actions.

I posted on my facebook yesterday about the dangers of cleaning. The kitchen faucet attacked me and broke my gold chain. My precious cross pendant which my husband lovingly gave me for Christmas a few years ago because I said that was all I wanted in life, a small gold cross to wear around my neck, to show the world that like my faith, it may look small and subtle, but it’s ever lasting and always there.
The pendant slipped right off that gold chain and straight down the drain.

I’m not a very emotional person, but when I watched that pendant fall straight down the drain, I let out a loud cry that brought the kids running. I also cried out, “Why?! Why does this have to happen NOW?! I’ve been so careful all this time!!”

Then I stopped panicking, took a breath, shut off the dishwasher, made sure no water was running, and checked in the cupboard under the sink. Sure enough, there was a big elbow and a drain clean out in the pipe. I said a quick prayer that my cross would be there, tried to unscrew the clean out myself, failed, called my husband to come inside and help, and he saved the day.
Now I just need to have my chain fixed, and once again my neck will no longer be naked.

Spring has sprung here. Sort of. It can’t quite make up it’s mind. It sounds like the same thing is happening everywhere this year.
On a totally different topic, I just took a sip of my coffee and my lips were met with a piece of slimy chicken skin. Isn’t that lovely?

Thankfully, I had just been eating fried chicken from last night’s leftovers. I guess a piece of skin fell off…


My puppy is a humongous 2.5 pounds now. Full grown. He’s also 7 inches tall.
~Last night I didn’t get to sleep until almost 1am. I knew I had to get up at 6:30am to have Alesia to work for her 7am shift. I finally fell asleep only to wake at 2:47am. Then I laid there for over an hour realizing that this is what insomnia must be like. When I finally fell asleep again, I had stupid, stupid, awful dreams. One of the stupid, stupid, awful dreams involved our friend that died yesterday. Another involved a bat attacking me.

I hate stupid, stupid, awful dreams. I should have just gotten up and started my day at 2:47 am.
Now I should get to work. I’m working my way through as much odds and ends of fabrics as I can to save myself from packing and moving them when our place sells.
My shoulder hurts from all the cutting. I wish my electric cutter was a little more ‘finessed’ so I could do smaller cuts with it!
~This afternoon when I pick up Alesia from work, we are going to her co-workers place to snap photos of their new foal. If they turn out, I’ll share some here.

My wordpress blog is peeving me off. It keeps squashing my paragraphs together instead of leaving spaces…

I think that’s more then enough rambles for one post. Signing out now.