March Sky

I’ve actually been looking at the beach skies more than the skies here; they seem to change more dramatically.

The man is such a hoarder I’ve been using my time wisely by spring cleaning and now have over 20 bags for Salvation Army, as well as furniture.

Single living was so much easier. Everything had a place and was kept there when not in use. Sounds strident, but an apartment is not made for mess. Getting tired of the warehouse look.

Also, nobody tells you that sheers aren’t visible unless you look from the side. Or are these simply more sheer than usual sheers??

Wasted 7$ on these.

2026

Hope your new year will be everything you wish!! Peace, prosperity and chicken pot pies. (My wish)

Our year came in with a bang! And since (again) I’ve no clue which photo I like better, here are two.

They look like something at an art gallery. And yes, it was night. It really looked like this; my husband is my witness. I’m also shocked my old phone did this well.

Wildfire

The two fires just west of us in the everglades have taken over 19,000 acres.

My view to the west last night:

8.20.25
8.20.25

Allergies have overtaken me…

The Sky

Yesterday, Mike’s birthday.

Okay, I’ve obviously watched too much t.v. Can’t stop looking at the picture.

What I see: clearly, the world is about to end because there’s a mushroom cloud to the north. So, a lion is lifting a bear (really!) to a beautiful fountain to get… what? I get stuck there. Elixir of life? Grape soda??

Hmm…

Little Bit of Everything

The sunset last night…

It may be hotter than three hells in Florida, but at least we have brilliant sunsets.

I just threw Daisy’s babies away. The wee bunnies who looked like the Velveteen Rabbit; loved half to death. It was a wrench.

Yes, we still have Badger, but I’m washing and sorting babies/beds/blankets for donation. Badger doesn’t really care about stuffed toys (though she has them) and won’t use a bed. Weirdo. 😉

The big 6-8 is tomorrow and I’m not ready. My sister declares the entire month of July her month and solicits gifts and tokens of eternal love… and does so with all the joy she possesses. I do so envy her. Me? Birthdays are things to tolerate… speed through. Might be a different matter if I could still eat cake. It’s like a bad lover – just get it over with so I can back to my life.


DaGoddess, if you’re out there, shoot me a text or comment. You’ve been dark too long…

SICK of IT

Okay, I’m old. Goodness knows it’s shoved in my face on a near consistent basis. Like a survey that lumps everyone 65 and over into one group: the last one. As if all of the 65 and overs are irrelevant to companies/marketing firms.

And this email from LabCorp made me want to press charges:

It’s fine, thanks.

Are you kidding me?? We get enough geezer mail from “Long Term Care” facilities and funeral homes, fer cripe’s sake!

In other news, I’m sick of the dadgum bamboo! Here we are again, trimming it into a mushroom…

Looks like I need to power clean the pavers again. There’s no rest for the OLD! Take that, LabCorp!!!

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