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I can’t really talk about this with anyone IRL because everyone knows everyone else… but this rage has to be quenched or it will spill over…

This is our granddaughter Amber. Picture was taken 3 years ago, but she basically still looks the same.

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Don’t worry, I got rid of that fugly rug.

Now a happy, lively 11 year old. Creative, empathetic, intelligent and I think, pretty. Cute as a bunny’s nose.

Always sewing or wanting to cook, she did make a dish for her family night before last. The bitter, twisted crone that is her live-in grandmother pronounced it “the worst thing I’ve ever tasted” and then proceeded to tell Amber that she is UGLY.

Amber cried for an hour.

God forgive me for what I’ve been thinking… all the ways to cause that woman pain… She needs to suffer. She’s never been what you might call ‘nice’, but that was horrible. And I can do nothing except love on that beautiful little soul when I see her this weekend.

What is wrong with people??

Joyeux Noël

Arthur brought home flowers for Christmas. We didn’t have anything to unwrap because his gift was a new video card and it was installed immediately… and mine from him was a down vest (and I snuck in another little jacket).

You may wonder why I would want outerwear. After all, this week’s temps have been in the 80’s. But… we won’t always live here… fingers crossed til they bleed, baby.

23 Years

Mike and I have been married for 23 years… yesterday. He surprised me by coming home last night with two boxes of chocolate, two cards, a dozen roses and three dinners from Flannigan’s. What can I say? The man knows I love my food.  Their ribs are delish!

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He read my earlier post and felt… bad? Sorry for me? He’s such a sweetheart and I’m so grateful for him.

But I got happy in the same shorts I got sad in, darlin’. Not your fault at all. I love you for many reasons, including caring for me and my feelings. But listen, you can bring me ribs any time!! 🙂

Love you, always.

I Don’t Have a Playlist for Thursdays

I do for Tuesdays.

The man is working on something. A cooler; I don’t know. He’s doing something with fiberglass.

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I love his hands. That is all.

Daisy on the sofa. Just because she’s so damn cute.

 

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And I threw a big ‘ol clove of garlic into a pot and it put down roots. We’ll see what happens next.

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That’s basically my day. Must return to cleaning now. Ta!

 

February

I can’t believe the month is half gone. It’s been a lovely, cool winter for those of us in south Florida, so I’ll be sorry to see Spring this year.

My husband sent two dozen roses for Valentine’s Day, as is his habit. I told him one single rose would be just as appreciated, but if it makes him happy to send 24, so be it.

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In the not-so-good news, the neighbor behind us decided there was too much damn ivy over on his side and cut it back… with extreme prejudice. I can’t blame him; if it’s over there, it’s fair game. But damn… almost all of it is dead now. And that sucks.