This past week marked the birthday of son #2.
He's gone out of state now, so we didn't get to celebrate it in a proper manner.Thanks to the miracle of Skype, we did get to see and talk to him though - isn't technology wonderful?
I've been trying for a couple of weeks to get an idea for a hand-made card to send him, but I just do not have an idea in my head.
Why, you ask? (I'm assuming here.)
This is not your average run-of-the-mill child we are talking about...
This is the boy that at the age of three was stunning people and sending them into fits of laughter with his sharp wit.
This is the boy who spent a week constructing a bridge using not just Legos, but every building-type toy in the house. The bridge spanned his entire room, and was not only an engineering masterpiece, it was a visual curiosity.
This is the boy who, when asked to set the table creates a table-scape to rival the one in the "be our guest" scene of Beauty and the Beast.
...Are you starting to get a picture here?
My son is now an Art Major at Seattle's Cornish School of Art - there's nothing I could do that would impress him anymore. ^.^
So, apologizing for the belatedness, but I'm trying to find some other way to dazzle him...
~*~
In other news...
I mentioned before that my daughter is trying to teach me some meditation techniques to help me focus and get over my creative blocks.
She tried to teach me how to relax and focus on my own intuition, and (supposedly) get the answers to my questions from my own 'gut' reactions.
Her lesson came with a warning - "this technique may open you up to some interesting dreams."
I was feeling lonely and frustrated the other night, so I decided to put her instructions to the test.
I sat on my bed and focused on what was bothering me, and asked myself the questions that I have been wanting answers to.
I sat listening for several minutes, until I came to the conclusion that I am not capable to answer these questions - if I had the smallest clue - I wouldn't have to ask in the first place.
I just don't know.
So, disgruntled, I drifted off to sleep, thinking about the next day's duties, and how and when I was going to be able to make that long drive to take my daughter back to school.
As I lay there thinking, I felt the strong desire to just keep on driving after dropping her off. I would love to just keep on going and going southward, and get lost in the desert somewhere...
True to my daughter's warning, I was taken away by a fantastical dream.
I was at the home of my paternal grandparents, and as my grandmother lay dying in the hospital, her entire progeny was gathered at the house trying to decide what should be done with it. There were more relatives there than you could shake a stick at - but only one or two who I actually recognized.
Every time I looked at my mother, she was rubbing her hands and chattering with glee.
(Not the case, by the way - I don't know what that was about...)
I took a tour of the house with my family, because it has been decades since I've been there. The main level was less than remarkable (even though it was filled with amazing antiques,) but as we went down and down and down the many levels below, the place was a wonder...
Included was an ice cave, child sized playrooms, a pretend mine for the boys to play in, complete with slides, large gathering rooms, and winding stairways that at some points were so narrow that you literally had to pull yourself through.
At the very bottom level - the place opened up to a huge man made lake. There was a beach and a pier, and dolphins swimming in the lagoon! (As well as some giant frog like creatures *shiver*)
I woke up as I was trying to go back through with my grand daughters - they just had to see it!
The dream left me with some very strong emotions which linger with me still (and which I have yet to identify.)
Interesting dreams? No kidding.
It's Monday now - and I'm trying to adjust to my new schedule. I'm working lots more, which means that leisure time is no longer leisure time - it's get-all-the-weekly-chores-done-in-one-day time.
So what am I doing here?
*Sigh*
Happy Monday.
*Epilogue*
Just a little footnote here - My grandparents have both been dead for decades, as are my parents. Their home was a simple one-level home. Very small, very average. Period.
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Sunday, September 26, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Everything You Know is Wrong...
I'm still trying to get through a biography about Einstein.
I'll get there - I will. Even though I've had to renew it, for a total of 4 weeks so far, I'm going to finish it.
As I listened today (the book is on CD,) about his discussions with Bourne (sp?) and how he couldn't accept the fact that some laws of nature were absolute, and some seem to be completely random and unmeasurable. His constant answer/question was "God does not play dice."
He always believed that there was some secret law that hadn't been discovered yet - and struggled to find it.
I love knowing that he believed that there was a God who created the universe, and that He did it in an orderly manner, creating laws that governed all of it's movements.
It makes me wonder at a young person who can be so passionate at uncovering each and every law, while I, on the other hand, have always been content just to wonder at it and admire it's vastness and beauty.
The passion for me has always been to try to capture moments of wonder or beauty in and somehow freeze them in time. (Not even close yet.)
I'm such a dreamer. Ha!
I'm not feeling well today, so I snuggled into my cozy couch to listen.
I have a love/hate relationship with my couch.
I purchased it on a whim (which is never a good idea!) ...and have rued the day ever since. There are lots of reasons why I don't like it - some practical, some just emotional, but the fact remains - it just wasn't what I was looking for.
On the other hand, it is SO comfortable.
The seat is deep, because of the many cushions along the back - and if I remove just one of those pillows, I can snuggle back into it, and just by the massive size of the thing, I can feel like a child again, snuggled into a loving parent's lap.
I feel cozy and safe - and oddly enough, even loved. Such is the magic of my couch.
(I think it's the down in the cushions...)
Tired or not, today is a work day, and one can't wallow on downy cushions forever.
Bills must be paid, money must be made,
...and something must be done with this wild mane of hair. (Just because I'm learning about Einstein doesn't mean I want to resemble him.)
Happy Autumn Solstice - picture me dancing under the full moon tonight.
I may not be there in body, but I will be there in spirit.
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I'll get there - I will. Even though I've had to renew it, for a total of 4 weeks so far, I'm going to finish it.
As I listened today (the book is on CD,) about his discussions with Bourne (sp?) and how he couldn't accept the fact that some laws of nature were absolute, and some seem to be completely random and unmeasurable. His constant answer/question was "God does not play dice."
He always believed that there was some secret law that hadn't been discovered yet - and struggled to find it.
I love knowing that he believed that there was a God who created the universe, and that He did it in an orderly manner, creating laws that governed all of it's movements.
It makes me wonder at a young person who can be so passionate at uncovering each and every law, while I, on the other hand, have always been content just to wonder at it and admire it's vastness and beauty.
The passion for me has always been to try to capture moments of wonder or beauty in and somehow freeze them in time. (Not even close yet.)
I'm such a dreamer. Ha!
I'm not feeling well today, so I snuggled into my cozy couch to listen.
I have a love/hate relationship with my couch.
I purchased it on a whim (which is never a good idea!) ...and have rued the day ever since. There are lots of reasons why I don't like it - some practical, some just emotional, but the fact remains - it just wasn't what I was looking for.
On the other hand, it is SO comfortable.
The seat is deep, because of the many cushions along the back - and if I remove just one of those pillows, I can snuggle back into it, and just by the massive size of the thing, I can feel like a child again, snuggled into a loving parent's lap.
I feel cozy and safe - and oddly enough, even loved. Such is the magic of my couch.
(I think it's the down in the cushions...)
Tired or not, today is a work day, and one can't wallow on downy cushions forever.
Bills must be paid, money must be made,
...and something must be done with this wild mane of hair. (Just because I'm learning about Einstein doesn't mean I want to resemble him.)
Happy Autumn Solstice - picture me dancing under the full moon tonight.
I may not be there in body, but I will be there in spirit.
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Sunday, September 19, 2010
Who Put the Bomp...
Woke up with that annoying song in my head - I wonder how long it will take to drive it away...
Doesn't it make you wonder where those things come from sometimes?
That's neither here nor there - just blabbering...
I got my new work schedule yesterday, and I'm a little dismayed.
I've gone from the usual one day a week to four.
It's not that that's a bad thing - I know I've been complaining about not having any cash flow - it's just that I had finally made other plans and was all excited about it - and now that plan gets the kibosh.
This isn't the first time something like this has happened - far from it.
In fact, it's become the family joke that we don't make plans, because as sure as we do - the situation changes and the plans fall through.
A foreign friend of ours even went so far as to dub us the "no plans Taylors" when she observed the kinds of things that happen to us.
It's like this HUGE cosmic joke that is, quite frankly, wearing thin with me.
Just for once I'd like things to go as planned.
Is that too much to ask?
Sheesh.
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Doesn't it make you wonder where those things come from sometimes?
That's neither here nor there - just blabbering...
I got my new work schedule yesterday, and I'm a little dismayed.
I've gone from the usual one day a week to four.
It's not that that's a bad thing - I know I've been complaining about not having any cash flow - it's just that I had finally made other plans and was all excited about it - and now that plan gets the kibosh.
This isn't the first time something like this has happened - far from it.
In fact, it's become the family joke that we don't make plans, because as sure as we do - the situation changes and the plans fall through.
A foreign friend of ours even went so far as to dub us the "no plans Taylors" when she observed the kinds of things that happen to us.
It's like this HUGE cosmic joke that is, quite frankly, wearing thin with me.
Just for once I'd like things to go as planned.
Is that too much to ask?
Sheesh.
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Friday, September 17, 2010
Time Marches On...
Another week has flown by.
I made some progress on my crafty projects - but not much.
But, thanks to my daughter, (Melissa) I've decided to take that in stride. She's been trying to teach me how to relax and just accept what I can do, and bless her - it's working.
I've been trying to get through the audio book "Einstein, His Life and Universe" by Walter Isaacson as I work.
It's interesting, but it's SO long - there just are not enough hours in the day. (I've been at it for four days now, and I'm only on disk 6 - about half way.)
Lots of things to admire about the man - but his family life wasn't one of them...
I finally braved the dangers of the storage room today, to locate my stash of craft paints.
I dislodged and extracted them from the rubble without any permanent bodily injury!
They are soooo dusty, I want to take them outside and hose them off before I even touch them. I wonder if any of them will actually still be usable? They haven't been touched for almost 20 years...
(I'm excited about the prospects though!)
I made the trek to Ephraim again today, to fetch Jenny home and clear up a little problem she was having at the bank. I decided to go a little earlier than needed in order to explore the town a little bit.
As it turned out, I only had half an hour, but that was enough to walk through the Ephraim Co-Op, a little consignment shop which sells all kinds of locally made goods.
I'm really glad I checked it out, because it's a really interesting place.
Many home arts that have gone the way of the dinosaurs are still alive and well there - beautiful crochet, embroideries, quilts, and even some wooden dolls that the clerk told me were carved by an 80 + year old woman.
I also found a book there that I have been looking for - a collection of ghost stories from Sanpete County. (I wish I could give you the name & author, but I've forgotten already.)
My sister loaned me the book a few months ago, and I loved it - It was such a fun read. (Supposedly true ghost stories as told by local residents.)
It wasn't in the budget today, but at least now I know where to find it...
I'm enjoying going down that way more and more.
I love taking life at a slower pace these days, and, although I'm sure life is just as crazy for folks down there - at least I can imagine it differently as I drive by the fields of sheep, cattle, and llamas, (yes - LLAMAS!)
It's beautiful and pastoral, and I feel myself relaxing as it all passes by.
The leaves are changing on the mountain as we speak, and I'm hoping to make it up the canyon to get some pictures before the snow comes and ruins them. It's been warm and dry so far this month, so I may be able to make it.
There is a place up there called "Maple Canyon" where the hills are covered with maples instead of the usual quaking aspen and pine. In the fall it is so gorgeous!
It's like being inside a pink snow globe.
Amazing.
My Libby-in-law will fly away this weekend, taking away my only ally of the crafty variety. I have so enjoyed spending time with her, and all the things that she has taught me. She is so talented - I will miss her.
Thank goodness for blogs as a way to keep in touch... Good luck kids!
:-)
I made some progress on my crafty projects - but not much.
But, thanks to my daughter, (Melissa) I've decided to take that in stride. She's been trying to teach me how to relax and just accept what I can do, and bless her - it's working.
I've been trying to get through the audio book "Einstein, His Life and Universe" by Walter Isaacson as I work.
It's interesting, but it's SO long - there just are not enough hours in the day. (I've been at it for four days now, and I'm only on disk 6 - about half way.)
Lots of things to admire about the man - but his family life wasn't one of them...
I finally braved the dangers of the storage room today, to locate my stash of craft paints.
I dislodged and extracted them from the rubble without any permanent bodily injury!
They are soooo dusty, I want to take them outside and hose them off before I even touch them. I wonder if any of them will actually still be usable? They haven't been touched for almost 20 years...
(I'm excited about the prospects though!)
I made the trek to Ephraim again today, to fetch Jenny home and clear up a little problem she was having at the bank. I decided to go a little earlier than needed in order to explore the town a little bit.
As it turned out, I only had half an hour, but that was enough to walk through the Ephraim Co-Op, a little consignment shop which sells all kinds of locally made goods.
I'm really glad I checked it out, because it's a really interesting place.
Many home arts that have gone the way of the dinosaurs are still alive and well there - beautiful crochet, embroideries, quilts, and even some wooden dolls that the clerk told me were carved by an 80 + year old woman.
I also found a book there that I have been looking for - a collection of ghost stories from Sanpete County. (I wish I could give you the name & author, but I've forgotten already.)
My sister loaned me the book a few months ago, and I loved it - It was such a fun read. (Supposedly true ghost stories as told by local residents.)
It wasn't in the budget today, but at least now I know where to find it...
I'm enjoying going down that way more and more.
I love taking life at a slower pace these days, and, although I'm sure life is just as crazy for folks down there - at least I can imagine it differently as I drive by the fields of sheep, cattle, and llamas, (yes - LLAMAS!)
It's beautiful and pastoral, and I feel myself relaxing as it all passes by.
The leaves are changing on the mountain as we speak, and I'm hoping to make it up the canyon to get some pictures before the snow comes and ruins them. It's been warm and dry so far this month, so I may be able to make it.
There is a place up there called "Maple Canyon" where the hills are covered with maples instead of the usual quaking aspen and pine. In the fall it is so gorgeous!
It's like being inside a pink snow globe.
Amazing.
My Libby-in-law will fly away this weekend, taking away my only ally of the crafty variety. I have so enjoyed spending time with her, and all the things that she has taught me. She is so talented - I will miss her.
Thank goodness for blogs as a way to keep in touch... Good luck kids!
:-)
Sunday, September 12, 2010
How to Waste an Afternoon
I've been so lazy today.
I got up to go to church, but realized that it was conference day, so they didn't need me to do my job.
I was achey and head-achey, so I just went back to bed - and stayed there until noon!
I haven't felt up to much today, (too many late nights this week) so I've been taking it easy on myself...
I've been on a hunt for some inspiration, so I went to my friendly amazon.com page and went through all the recommendations there. I love how that page picks up on all the things that I'm interested in, and brings up recommendations based on them...
Been searching new novels by my favorite authors, vintage art, all things owl, DVD's, and even "How to" books about writing and cardmaking.
What fun! My wish list has tripled in size!
...Now it's back to the real world - dishes, and dinner.
*Sigh*
Last night we had a farewell party for my daughter-in-law. She's finally finishing out her job and will be leaving to join Brad in Seattle.
We went up the canyon and had tinfoil dinners.
I will really miss having Libby around - and I will miss doing things with her family - they are good people.
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I got up to go to church, but realized that it was conference day, so they didn't need me to do my job.
I was achey and head-achey, so I just went back to bed - and stayed there until noon!
I haven't felt up to much today, (too many late nights this week) so I've been taking it easy on myself...
I've been on a hunt for some inspiration, so I went to my friendly amazon.com page and went through all the recommendations there. I love how that page picks up on all the things that I'm interested in, and brings up recommendations based on them...
Been searching new novels by my favorite authors, vintage art, all things owl, DVD's, and even "How to" books about writing and cardmaking.
What fun! My wish list has tripled in size!
...Now it's back to the real world - dishes, and dinner.
*Sigh*
Last night we had a farewell party for my daughter-in-law. She's finally finishing out her job and will be leaving to join Brad in Seattle.
We went up the canyon and had tinfoil dinners.
I will really miss having Libby around - and I will miss doing things with her family - they are good people.
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Friday, September 10, 2010
Ebb & Flow
This month is stacking up to be a bit confusing.
I've had moments of such creative energy that I can hardly contain myself
- A feeling that I haven't experienced in almost 20 years.
After the birth of my youngest "caboose" child, I put all my arts & crafts supplies away for that time & season that would surely come again - and concentrated on raising her along with a house-full of preteens.
*Don't try this at home*
(The effect of baby-teen mothering is much like driving a car using only first and fifth gears. Jarring.)
I never regretted that last child - she has been a gift. I have enjoyed every minute of her existence. I did miss my "art," but I always believed that there would be a time for that again someday.
Recently, I have been feeling the creative urges resurfacing.
I get such a flow of ideas, that I can't even go to bed at night.
I've been filling notebooks and daydreaming for weeks of new/old areas to explore and resurrect.
...Then there are the days (like today) when I'm physically, (+ mentally and emotionally)...tired.
I fill with self-doubt and wonder what the heck is wrong with me?
Sure, I want to do all this stuff, but can I even remember how to do it?
Will I ever be able to do it as well as I once did?
What am I - NUTS?
I spent the day (and my last paycheck) buying supplies yesterday. I intend to follow through, but I wish I was more sure that success will follow...
Stay tuned.
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I've had moments of such creative energy that I can hardly contain myself
- A feeling that I haven't experienced in almost 20 years.
After the birth of my youngest "caboose" child, I put all my arts & crafts supplies away for that time & season that would surely come again - and concentrated on raising her along with a house-full of preteens.
*Don't try this at home*
(The effect of baby-teen mothering is much like driving a car using only first and fifth gears. Jarring.)
I never regretted that last child - she has been a gift. I have enjoyed every minute of her existence. I did miss my "art," but I always believed that there would be a time for that again someday.
Recently, I have been feeling the creative urges resurfacing.
I get such a flow of ideas, that I can't even go to bed at night.
I've been filling notebooks and daydreaming for weeks of new/old areas to explore and resurrect.
...Then there are the days (like today) when I'm physically, (+ mentally and emotionally)...tired.
I fill with self-doubt and wonder what the heck is wrong with me?
Sure, I want to do all this stuff, but can I even remember how to do it?
Will I ever be able to do it as well as I once did?
What am I - NUTS?
I spent the day (and my last paycheck) buying supplies yesterday. I intend to follow through, but I wish I was more sure that success will follow...
Stay tuned.
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Monday, September 06, 2010
Labor Day
This weekend has been insane.
Hubby's father came home from the hospital Friday.
I thought that meant that things would calm down, but I was so wrong! Hubby is now at their beck & call, and is around here even less (as if that were even possible...)
I keep trying to get on the widow's list at church, but so far no luck.
I had my son's three girls all weekend. He was kind enough to take our place helping his brother to move out of state, so that was the least we could do.
I didn't realize, however, that I would be taking care of them pretty much on my own!
Sunday morning was nuts trying to get them up and ready for church on time!
We managed with only one melt-down (not counting mine!)
Motherhood is definitely for the young...
My younger sister came in from Reno to attend her high-school reunion this weekend, so we arranged a get-together with all of my sisters on Sunday.
My house is the one most centrally located, so we arranged to meet here. (Debbie dubbed it "the party house," but with all that's been going on here, it felt more like "the loony bin.")
I made a light lunch for us all, and it was so nice just to sit and visit.
My two angel daughters kept the 3 little girls downstairs - busy, occupied, and quiet the whole time.
Miraculous!
Much earlier, Debbie had given Janell, my older sister (a master doll crafter) a box of body parts that she had bought at an estate sale, to see if they could be repaired. Jnell brought those finished dolls with her. She had worked her magic on them, and they looked brand new!
It was hard to believe Deb's description of what they had looked like before
- you would never know it. They are Madame Alexander's, about two feet tall, and gorgeous!
When they all went to leave, several happy hours later, Debbie surprised us by giving us all one of them! (I got the Jenny Lind.) She is front & center in the curio, and she looks like she was made to be there. :-)
The girl's parents made it back to town safe and sound late last night, so the girls have gone home now. Today is the big celebration here in town, but I can't bring myself to leave the house. It feels much better to just have some down time and enjoy the QUIET.
...I may wander out later, just to take a peek at the art show - but I really don't care about the carnival, (or anything else for that matter,) especially the crowds!
I need to recoup.
Last night, I had the chance to talk face to face with my now-out-of-state son, through the miracle of Skype. It's times like that that I am so thankful for the amazing technology that is out there.
We had a good long chat, and he looks really great. His new place sounds so nice - and so conveniently located to school, work, shopping - pretty much everything they will need is right there. I can't wait to go see it (probably next Spring.)
He's happy and healthy - that's what matters most.
I have many pictures I'd like to share, but am still working on that technological issue...
Happy Labor Day!
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Hubby's father came home from the hospital Friday.
I thought that meant that things would calm down, but I was so wrong! Hubby is now at their beck & call, and is around here even less (as if that were even possible...)
I keep trying to get on the widow's list at church, but so far no luck.
I had my son's three girls all weekend. He was kind enough to take our place helping his brother to move out of state, so that was the least we could do.
I didn't realize, however, that I would be taking care of them pretty much on my own!
Sunday morning was nuts trying to get them up and ready for church on time!
We managed with only one melt-down (not counting mine!)
Motherhood is definitely for the young...
My younger sister came in from Reno to attend her high-school reunion this weekend, so we arranged a get-together with all of my sisters on Sunday.
My house is the one most centrally located, so we arranged to meet here. (Debbie dubbed it "the party house," but with all that's been going on here, it felt more like "the loony bin.")
I made a light lunch for us all, and it was so nice just to sit and visit.
My two angel daughters kept the 3 little girls downstairs - busy, occupied, and quiet the whole time.
Miraculous!
Much earlier, Debbie had given Janell, my older sister (a master doll crafter) a box of body parts that she had bought at an estate sale, to see if they could be repaired. Jnell brought those finished dolls with her. She had worked her magic on them, and they looked brand new!
It was hard to believe Deb's description of what they had looked like before
- you would never know it. They are Madame Alexander's, about two feet tall, and gorgeous!
When they all went to leave, several happy hours later, Debbie surprised us by giving us all one of them! (I got the Jenny Lind.) She is front & center in the curio, and she looks like she was made to be there. :-)
The girl's parents made it back to town safe and sound late last night, so the girls have gone home now. Today is the big celebration here in town, but I can't bring myself to leave the house. It feels much better to just have some down time and enjoy the QUIET.
...I may wander out later, just to take a peek at the art show - but I really don't care about the carnival, (or anything else for that matter,) especially the crowds!
I need to recoup.
Last night, I had the chance to talk face to face with my now-out-of-state son, through the miracle of Skype. It's times like that that I am so thankful for the amazing technology that is out there.
We had a good long chat, and he looks really great. His new place sounds so nice - and so conveniently located to school, work, shopping - pretty much everything they will need is right there. I can't wait to go see it (probably next Spring.)
He's happy and healthy - that's what matters most.
I have many pictures I'd like to share, but am still working on that technological issue...
Happy Labor Day!
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Thursday, September 02, 2010
Adventure Time
Another one of those weeks - just skimming the headlines, because I don't really want to get into it...
After grandpa's miraculous spring back to life, he's on his way home today - has even been taken off hospice.
There are. no. words. - everyone just shakes their heads in disbelief.
It will be nice to have him closer to home for hubby's sake, not quite so much running around...
DD is having a hard time adjusting to college life. Oy vey, and I thought I had a hard time keeping her in class during high school...
Give. Me. Strength.
On the home front, I've got three little girls for the weekend.
My son and daughter in law had to have all their belongings out of their apartment on the first, so they are loaded up on the truck and are on their way to Seattle as we speak.
The daughter in law's job transfer went through at the last minute. So glad they won't have to be separated anymore!
Thankfully, my oldest is taking our place moving them up. (Hubby didn't feel he could travel that far with his dad & brother in the condition they are.) Consequently, we are keeping their girls while they make the grueling trip.
Praying for safe travels and happy trails...
Myself, I have been sniffing around for ideas for another story to write. I never thought I would miss doing that, but I do.
Who knew?
I have been reading a book of Irish Fairy Tales that my daughter happened to have, and am finding it rather fascinating.
I've always thought of fairies as being in the form of "Tinkerbell" - all cute, tiny and... moody, but otherwise... nice.
Not so in these tales. They are full size, and seem to live for causing mischief among their human counterparts. They make a habit of switching "changelings" for live persons if misfortune crosses their path, and are very unforgiving of anyone who inadvertently wanders into their "fairy forts."
Locals call them "The Good People," not because they are, but because they are afraid of offending them.
Fun reading - I've found a few short tales that would be fun to play with, but in the meantime, I'm just enjoying reading the book.
I've also been playing with the idea of opening a shop on etsy. Lots of ideas of fun things to sell - and am chomping at the bit to get started... if I can just get this weekend over with. (More on that as things progress.)
Luckily, it's "Onion Days" here in Payson, (founders day type celebration) so there are lots of fun activities we can do with the girls.
...Better go - they are already here.
Happy September!
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After grandpa's miraculous spring back to life, he's on his way home today - has even been taken off hospice.
There are. no. words. - everyone just shakes their heads in disbelief.
It will be nice to have him closer to home for hubby's sake, not quite so much running around...
DD is having a hard time adjusting to college life. Oy vey, and I thought I had a hard time keeping her in class during high school...
Give. Me. Strength.
On the home front, I've got three little girls for the weekend.
My son and daughter in law had to have all their belongings out of their apartment on the first, so they are loaded up on the truck and are on their way to Seattle as we speak.
The daughter in law's job transfer went through at the last minute. So glad they won't have to be separated anymore!
Thankfully, my oldest is taking our place moving them up. (Hubby didn't feel he could travel that far with his dad & brother in the condition they are.) Consequently, we are keeping their girls while they make the grueling trip.
Praying for safe travels and happy trails...
Myself, I have been sniffing around for ideas for another story to write. I never thought I would miss doing that, but I do.
Who knew?
I have been reading a book of Irish Fairy Tales that my daughter happened to have, and am finding it rather fascinating.
I've always thought of fairies as being in the form of "Tinkerbell" - all cute, tiny and... moody, but otherwise... nice.
Not so in these tales. They are full size, and seem to live for causing mischief among their human counterparts. They make a habit of switching "changelings" for live persons if misfortune crosses their path, and are very unforgiving of anyone who inadvertently wanders into their "fairy forts."
Locals call them "The Good People," not because they are, but because they are afraid of offending them.
Fun reading - I've found a few short tales that would be fun to play with, but in the meantime, I'm just enjoying reading the book.
I've also been playing with the idea of opening a shop on etsy. Lots of ideas of fun things to sell - and am chomping at the bit to get started... if I can just get this weekend over with. (More on that as things progress.)
Luckily, it's "Onion Days" here in Payson, (founders day type celebration) so there are lots of fun activities we can do with the girls.
...Better go - they are already here.
Happy September!
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