I love Facebook!

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These days it seems to be chic to bemoan and bewail the use of social media, especially Facebook.  Detractors say it is too negative, too strident, and too drama-filled.  And for some, perhaps, it is.

But I love Facebook!  I love it for the connections I make with family, friends, and friends-of-friends.  I am encouraged by the memes of hope and joy, the beautiful gardens and fabulous foods.  The news stories are often horrifying, certainly, but for each horrible story I can read countless tales of courage and kindness.

This afternoon I started moving the already downloaded photographs (from my phone) into folders by month and year.  It may take me forever to finish, but I am determined to get them uploaded and printed so that I can scrapbook them.  That won’t happen until I know where they are.

While taking a little break, I wandered over to my sister’s Facebook page to grab a few pictures from her last visit.  Of course, I ended up looking at every single photograph in her albums.  It does my heart good to see her with Daddy and know they were only three hours away.

Right now I am following (and encouraging) the Facebook adventures of a friend who has moved to New Mexico for a total change of scene, and appears to be thriving!  I’m also watching as another friend moves her small business from craft sales to a growing on-line store, and another whose elderly mother is healing from surgery.  I love being able to add encouraging notes to their posts and pray for them along their journeys.

And perhaps the best bonus is being able to “meet” the children and spouses of my generation of cousins.  It is a delight to watch their schooling, their career choices, and still be here online for backup.

Sweet dreams.

You’re crafty!

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There comes that moment when your boss looks at you and says, “You’re crafty!” and you know you should probably run away, but that is not an option.  Then you are handed a to-go bucket for soup and asked to decorate it to hold the tickets in a contest.  Of course, being a good employee, and at least a moderately crafty person, you rise to the challenge and take said bucket home with you.

Then you sit and think.  You get out your scrapbooking supplies and tools, dragging them all over the  kitchen table.  Then you do anything BUT decorate the bucket for the next 36 hours or so.

Finally you are out of time.  You have two hours to deliver said bucket, pleasantly decorated, so you have to stop thinking and DO SOMETHING!

The initial plan was for the bucket to be covered with wine-colored card stock, which I would then embellish with stars and other bling.  As the bucket sides tapered towards the bottom, this plan proved unfeasible.
I stumbled upon the Shimmer Trim in my Medium Organizer.  I realized that my Shimmer Trim was in proper wine colors:  gold, red, purple, and bronze, and that the flexibility and “stickiness” was just what I needed to cover the sloping sides of the bucket.  (To buy any of these products, visit my Online Business Address.)  After developing a pleasing horizontal striped pattern, I decided to follow the same plan for the bucket lid (first cutting a slice out of the center to put the tickets through).
When the bucket and lid were covered, I punched a tag from a scrap of Whimsy Paper Fundamentals using my old Creative Memories tag punch.  I wrote “tickets” on one side of the tag, and “wine flights” on the other, then tied the tag to the bucket using the Thistle Diagonal Striped Twill, and it was done!

My completed ticket bucket, using Shimmer Trim compliments of Close To My Heart.

My completed ticket bucket, using Shimmer Trim compliments of Close To My Heart.

I am happy to report that my boss LOVED the completed basket, especially when I explained that I can remove the current tag and change it whenever her contest changes.

Fitbit

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I have been intrigued with the Fitbit since the first one I noticed someone wearing a year or so ago.  I have been wanting one, but it seemed like a rather expensive electronic toy.  That hasn’t dampened my enthusiasm, just made me put my purchase off for a while.

At the Close To My Heart Convention earlier this month I was questioning one of my room mates about hers, and she offered to send me her old Fitbit One so that I could try it out.  Needless to say, I was thrilled by her generosity and so excited when it came in the mail.

I have been wearing it for the past three days, but hadn’t had time to download the software, etc., so that I could actually get all the benefits (like having the clock set to the right time so that my “day” didn’t end in the early evening and zero out any walking progress I had made, etc.).

So tonight I decided to do it right, and started the set up process.  Got my software downloaded and was moving right along, until my computer told me it could not communicate with my device…please try again.  Well, I tried again, to no avail.  And again.  And again.  And once again.

I am now frustrated, grumpy, and tired.  I will try again tomorrow when I’m rested.

Good night.

Sky

It is too late tonight and my brain is tired, so I’m simply sharing the just-before-sundown sky from two evenings ago.  We had been celebrating my best friend’s oldest daughter on her earthly birthday, and this was the glimpse of Heaven that I was given.

Happy birthday a couple of days late, Cindy.  May Heaven’s angels accompany you along your way.

This was the glorious sky just before sundown on Cindy's birthday.  Rest in peace, Beautiful.

This was the glorious sky just before sundown on Cindy’s birthday. Rest in peace, Beautiful.

Goodbye

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I walked away from my Jeep for the last time today.  Even though from the outside it just appears to have a little damage, they tell me the whole front end is crushed underneath.  The insurance company has declared it totaled, and all that is left is determining the payoff.

This is the first car I have ever had that I wasn’t sad to let go of…just relieved.  Relieved that it was totaled, that they weren’t going to patch it back together.  Relieved I wasn’t more seriously injured.  Relieved that I have good insurance coverage.

The body shop guy who helped me clear out my things asked if I was sure I was all right.  “You took a really hard hit, you know,” he said.  Yes, I know.  I know how scared I was, and how after my Jeep stopped moving I just sat and shook from the pain of whacking my head on the window…that and the adrenaline rush.  I know that I’m still sore, and that working was harder today than I expected.  I also know that I was incredibly lucky and it could have been so much worse.

Goodbye, my Jeep.  jeep

This Is (not) A Test

momfawn:

While Rawra was in prison her husband kept all of her readers in touch and passed along her messages; to read her first post “back outside” today and realize that he had died at 35 made me very sad. I’m reblogging today’s freedom post from her as a tribute to their love. – Fawn

Originally posted on r a r a s a u r:

Relax.
This is just a blog post.
You’ve posted before. Over a thousand times, actually.

You’re a little rusty, sure.  It’s been over 400 days since you so much as glimpsed the internet…
but you don’t need a license to be a blogger so it’s not like you expired.  And it’s not as if they can revoke your blog if you post something foolish.

I mean.
Remember the time you posted a series of unicorns photoshopped into fine art?

Rembrandt - Danaë (loves her Unicorns) Rembrandt – Danaë (loves her Unicorns)

Remember Brussell Crow?

Yum! Yum!

See?

It’s just a blog post.
It’s not a test.

It doesn’t have to say all the things that need saying.  There’s time.  There’s always time for everything you need.

You can tell everyone later about how you went to state prison for over a year and experienced strange and wonderful and terrifying things.

And you will find a way to…

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Just checking in

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I’m just checking in quickly tonight, with nothing even close to profound to say.  I spent a lot of today talking with insurance people, tow yards, and police officers, getting the ball rolling on this whole accident mess.  My answer to the question, “How are you doing?” has been “I’m achy and grumpy,” because that sums it up so well.

The ER doc gave me pain meds and muscle relaxers; I’m afraid to take both because I will turn into a puddle.  So I have been alternating them throughout the day.  My friend Dr. Nancy says 36 hours is pretty much the magic time for soreness, so I’m sure tomorrow will be lovely!

I had great plans to work on my scrapbooking layouts from Convention, but that took entirely too much brain power, so I stopped.  I’ll try again tomorrow.

Sweet dreams.

Ouch!

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Today started off so beautifully!  I went to church with the girls (I was lucky enough to teach children’s chapel this week), then took them home and got ready for a vestry meeting and work.  But they say life happens while you are making other plans, and my plans were interrupted quite thoroughly.

On the way back to church I was hit by a woman who ran the stop light.  Fortunately for me I was just pulling into the intersection for a left-hand turn when I realized she was not stopping and hit my brakes…so she didn’t completely broadside me with her big truck.  But she caught me right at my driver’s door hinge and busted my wheel (and also probably my brand-new front axle shaft and tires), shoved me into the opposite direction on the road, and left me sitting quite still.

And all I could think of as I sat there shaking was that I needed to call my priest and let her know I wouldn’t be at the meeting!  Kind employees at Quality Meats came out and called 911, then came back with ice to put on my head…my purse had dumped upside down and I couldn’t reach my own phone.

I can now strike “take an ambulance ride” off my bucket list (if it were ever there), along with “have a CT scan” (and yes, there is a brain in there).  I don’t have a fractured skull or broken neck, just soft tissue bruising and a nasty headache.  I expect to be totally stiff and sore tomorrow, though.  And after nearly four hours in the Emergency Room at Kaweah Delta District Hospital, I went home to the excellent care of my family.  The staff was caring and efficient, and the doctor turned out to be the father of one of Georgia’s elementary/junior high school classmates.  It was fun hearing an update on his family, too.

Tonight I am filled with gratitude for so many things, the first being that Lily and Olivia were not in the car with me.  I appreciate the messages of love and prayers for my healing I have been receiving all day.  And I am grateful for excellent car insurance that should get my vehicle issues sorted out quickly.

Please, everyone, be careful at traffic lights.  Hesitate a few seconds before pulling out after the light turns green, and don’t fudge on the yellow lights.  The life you save may be your own.

What’s up, Mother Nature?

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Tonight social media posts have been filled with rain.  It is (or was) raining in Anaheim, California, a few hours to the south of us.  And my cousin in Chatsworth, California, just a couple of hours to the south of us, had a wonderful downpour.  Up in the mountains, Tehachapi, to the south/east of us, had rain, too.

The thunder clouds rolled in here about 4:00 p.m., and the sky got darker and heavier.  It started smelling like it does in Arizona just before it rains.  Guests at dinner reported rain in Tulare, ten miles or so down the road, and in Porterville, twenty miles to the southeast.  It was raining in Exeter to the east of us, and streets were flooding in Farmersville about five miles away.  To add insult to injury, a friend who lives about a mile from us reported raindrops hitting her swimming pool.  And rain was reported in Fresno to the north, as well.

We have no rain.  The air is still sultry at nearly midnight, but our ground is completely dry.  What’s up, Mother Nature?  Have you abandoned Visalia on purpose, or just been too busy in all the surrounding areas.  We need you.  Now.

Wildfire!

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As I sat down to blog tonight I was sidetracked by a news report out of Victorville, California, telling about a fast-moving wildfire that jumped Interstate 15 and destroyed over a dozen vehicles on the freeway.  The pictures showed people fleeing their cars on foot, then returning to find them gutted by fire.  Truly disturbing.

I have traveled that road many times with my family on the way to and from Las Vegas, and cannot imagine how frightening it must have been to realize that the fire was unavoidable.

The good news is that there evidently were no fatalities.  My heart and prayers go out to those travelers and the first responders involved, as well as to the community of Victorville.

Hug your families a little bit tighter tonight.  Sweet dreams.

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