Julie-Ann's World

Autograph Quilt Part II

2012-01-22T20:13:00.000-05:00

David - a man of few words!

I have over half of my "autograph" pieces signed and returned to me. I am waiting to create the finished blocks until I have almost all of them. I have four pieces still waiting to be returned, two to be mailed out this week and hope to have 25 or 26 signed blocks. If I need additional blocks to complete the total quilt pattern I will write quotes about friendships on the blocks I need to finish.

I tried to block out the last names of my friends. Lori is a
Unitarian Universalist minister and the
flaming chalice is a symbol of the religion

This quilt is so much fun. Every time I see an envelope in my mailbox I get excited.

I've known Shelley a LONG TIME! LOL
She also married my cousin, Bob.

While some people just sign their names (which is perfectly fine), other's draw or write "friendship" sayings or other things. It's a hoot!

Kind of hard to read in this photo, but Terri tells the story of
an interview question I asked her when she applied for a position
in the department I worked in. I asked her how organized she was.
Her reply was "You should see my sock drawer!"
She was hired and we've been friends ever since - over 19 years!

A great friendship quote from Martha!

Yet Another Block of the Month - Batik Quilt

2012-01-22T19:31:00.000-05:00

I do get hooked on quilting Blocks of the Month (BOMs). I love them because you get your fabric and block pattern, spend a few hours putting it together and forget about it for another month.

My latest BOM will be using bright batik prints with a black fabric background. I saw the first block this when I was at The Quilt Store on Main Street in Jasper, GA last October. It is offered with a white or black background. Martha was with me and we both commented on what a beautiful, vibrant quilt would be made from these fabrics and we both agreed the black background was the way to go. A week later I went back to sign up and get my first block.

I got my first four month's done. I love them and can't wait to see what the fabrics will be next month!

Kathy, owner of The Quilt Store on Main, opened her shop about a year and a half ago. She offers not only fabrics and notions (the usual), but long-arm quilting services, too. Her shop while small, is growing. I think she will need more space before too long. I am taking a paper piecing class there in March and hope to take many classes from her.

It is nice to finally have a "home" quilt shop again.

The Art of Giving - Financially

2012-01-11T08:40:00.000-05:00

I'm not one to volunteer much, although I would like to. I guess I have good intentions, but following through on them is another matter. I don't belong to a church anymore although if I had to put myself in a religious peg hole it would be Unitarian Universalist. So, I don't volunteer with my church affiliation or with any other group.

I feel bad about this - not volunteering more. There are wonderful organizations out there that need people to help out. I'm semi-retired and have the time. I do make quilts for the Quilts for Kids program and I volunteer on a couple committee for my subdivision, but that is about it.

I have donated to Goodwill more times than I can count, as well as local shelters (both for humans and animals). But, that is "stuff" not cash.

I have never really given money to organizations, either. I use to joke that I was so broke I needed additional donations to survive! I have always been one to pitch in at the work environment when parents were selling pizzas, girl scout cookies, etc., for whatever their child's club was, though. I was happy to do this. When I adopted my first dog, Gracie, I joked that Gracie was my child and she was going to sell pizzas for her club - the Send My Momma to Europe club! Of course, that never happened!

Recently, I have regrouped with my finances and took a 13-week seminar on money management. It has changed my life. More on that in another blog. But, it is working - slowly, but it's working. And, for the first time in my life I am budgeting for charitable giving. And, you know what? It feels GREAT.

At this point in my new financial journey I can't give the 10% of my income recommended by the course I took, but the tiny amount I can give makes me feel pretty darn good. Right now there are two organizations I donate to and every month I feel wonderful when I see money being directly taken out of my account for one organization or I go on the other organization's website to make a decision.

I have also changed my beneficiaries on several retirement accounts I have. Now, organizations I feel strongly about will get a chunk of change when I pass. Sorry family members, but I thought long and hard about it.

If you want to explore not-for-profit organizations/charities before donating, I recommend the following website. It really gives a good, solid report on thousands of organizations:

http://www.charitynavigator.org/

Also, I have budgeted small amounts to be given to a couple of causes that my friends are actively involved in. For years I have admired their dedication through various runs and bike rides. So, this year when they ask for money for these causes I will happily send a check. It may be small, but it will help a little.

For 2012 my budget is set and my charities are picked. It is a fabulous feeling.

Love

2012-01-07T15:16:00.000-05:00

I haven't had the best luck when it comes to love in relationships.

Well, that's not exactly true. I have been in and have received wonderful, fabulous love. I have seen stars, been giddy and have truly, deeply loved and have had that love returned to me. More than once. So, I really shouldn't complain as there are many people who have never felt this type of all consuming love or if they have, it wasn't reciprocated (been there, too).

I loved my husband, Bill. It was a good love, steady and true. I'd like to think that if he had made some life style changes, similar to what I made during our marriage, we would still be together. He didn't. We divorced. I'm alive. He's not. It's sad. He has been gone for over six years and I still miss him.

I have been loved by men I treated unfairly, much to my sorrow. I have loved men that didn't deserve my love and treated me unfairly. I have been loved and then unloved. I have been truly loved.

So, I have my experience with love. Good, bad, nice, sweet - all of it. And, I'm alone.

I want love in my life again. I've stepped back from relationships, retired, moved to a new state, established a good and happy life here, have a great part time job, have friends (both new and old). I have a good life. I go out, I do things, my life is good. And, I am happy.

But. And, there is that BUT. I want love, too.

A lot of my women friends think I am crazy. When I posted on FaceBook a wild post of the love I am seeking, several advised me to get another dog. They were serious. Hmmmm. . . . sorry, I want a man who stands on 2 legs. No parrots, either (one friend suggested parrots at least talk more then most men!).

I decided to put it out to the universe. I writing about the love I yearn for here on my blog and in a journal. I light candles at night to help send the energy out. In my journal I wrote specifics - real nitty, gritty stuff. But, here it is in a nutshell. I know it may take months or even years (although I hope not), and maybe I am being school girl silly, but I've witnessed good, solid love (my parents, my sister and brother-in-law) and I want it, too. There is probably too many "I want's" listed below. But, it's all true. This is want I want.

I want love. Head over heels, crazy love. I want to see stars, hear bells and whistles. I want my heart to pound when he calls me. I want to go breathless at his kisses. I want to bore all of my friends when I talk about how great he is. I want my toes to curl when he kisses me (he can knock my socks off, too). I want him to feel the same for me.

I want romance. I want nice dinners at great restaurants, I want breakfast at Cracker Barrel. I want to cook for him and for him to grill steaks out for me. I want to cook together. I want sweet cards and little notes found under my pillow. I want him to call me "just because." I want flowers delivered and presented. I want to send him silly Hallmark cards and find things I know he will like and surprise him. I want poetry and our favorite song. I want to slow dance in my kitchen with him and share desserts with him (and for those that know me, I do not share desserts!).

I want crazy, wild sex. I want sweet and purse sex. I want him to come over and surprise me because he can't get enough of me. I want him to look at this 56 year old body and think I am beautiful.

I want reality, too. I want to talk and share feelings together. I want laughter and giddiness, but also tears and sharing our feelings, fears and issues together. I want soul searching conversations and simple "how was your day?" talks. I want to get pissed off at him, knowing that all will be forgiven. I want to watch him spit out his tooth paste, cut his toenails and scratch his butt and still love him. I want to care for him when he is sick and for him to hand me my Puffs when I have a cold. I want my neck rubbed and feet rubbed and I want to rub his temples when he has a headache.

I want family stories. I want to get to know his kids and grandkids (if he has them), I want family time with his siblings and mine. Holidays, birthdays, vacations all spent together or alone. It's all good.

I want to grow old with someone. Develop a history together, build a life. I want to look back and say that he was the best thing that ever happened to me. I want him to feel the same.

I want to love and be loved one more time and let it last until I die.

There it is. Let it come.

Annual Holiday Letter

2011-12-24T17:44:00.000-05:00

Solstice 2011

Dear Family & Friends –

“All is calm, all is bright.” These famous lyrics just about sums up my year, thank goodness!

The beginning of the year found me still in the healing process from events in 2010 and adjusting to my new life in Georgia. One bright day in February I woke up and thought, “Hey, I am a pretty happy woman!” That thought still is true today.

In January I adopted my second dog, Oliver. Found wandering my subdivision on a cold night between Christmas and New Year’s, Oliver was dirty and thin, but had a bright spirit. He joined Sam and me and they quickly became best doggie friends. Oliver (the brown dog in the photos) is around 4 years old and I’m pretty sure a pure bred Shih Tzu, but he might have a little mix of something else thrown in Oliver and Sam keep me entertained 24/7. Sam is smart and active. Oliver . . . well, let’s just say Oliver is pretty laid back!

Spring brought travel and guests. I spent Easter in Mesa, AZ visiting with my friend, Nancy and my sister, Linda. One highlight was meeting my second cousin, Nate, a student at Arizona State University. The last time I saw Nate he was about six weeks old. Obviously, he looks a little different! LOL He is a great young man. It was good to see his mom, Kay, too.

March brought Martha for a visit. Unfortunately, it rained her whole visit, but we had a good time despite the weather. April brought my friend, David, down for a week. David got a kick out of the “southern accent.” I was so happy to show him my new “digs.” In May my friend, Kate, came for a few days. We didn’t have much time, but enjoyed shopping in Blue Ridge and great conversation. So, a lot of sightseeing was packed in these visits! And, when each friend left my house felt very, very quiet.

In June I started working for the Sequoyah Regional Library System at the local branch as a Research Assistant. It is a fabulous part time job for me. I love working in a library, enjoy the patrons and my co-workers are great. I average 15-18 hours a week and the money has really come in handy. I am so fortunate to have this job. I love going to work!

Martha came down again in October. This time the weather cooperated and we enjoyed some hikes and the beautiful fall scenery in the mountains. I discovered some beautiful roads and areas to explore. She also gave me a book on hiking trails in northern Georgia so I expect her to visit again this spring and we will put the book to good use.

Thanksgiving brought Sally here for nine days. Amy joined us and a great Thanksgiving was spent with Suzanne, Marlon and Paul. I loved having them here. We had fun cooking and talking, and talking and talking. A couple of weeks later, gal pal, Miki, stopped in for a few hours while she was here at a work related meeting. Trying to catch up on a year is always difficult in such a short time and I hope next year when Miki comes down we have more time.

I am having fun doing activities with several MeetUp groups. We went horseback riding twice this year, something I didn’t expect to enjoy as much as I did. I am considering some lessons this spring. My monthly women’s book discussion group has led to some wonderful friendships. I just joined another women’s group via MeetUp, where once a month we meet at a restaurant in the greater Atlanta area. Another way to meet people and learn the area. I am also on my subdivision’s pool and grounds committee. I am fortunate to live in a subdivision with so many great neighbors. I love living here in my subdivision, town and state. Moving to Georgia was the best decision I ever made.

Winter Solstice will be spent having bunion removal surgery on my left foot. Not exactly the way I want to spend one of my favorite days. It is elective surgery, but one that has to be done. I expect to be in a “boot” for around four weeks and will miss two weeks of work.

Peace and gratitude are two words that come to mind when I think of 2011. So much gratitude. I hope your year was filled with the same. May the returning light of this most holy time of the year bring you peace and gratitude now and throughout the New Year.

Autograph Quilt

2011-12-13T21:17:00.000-05:00

Moving from my life long home of Milwaukee in 2010, I left a lot of friends behind. But, some of my friends had already moved from Milwaukee long before me and over the years I have made friends in other states and countries, as well.

No matter where they are or where I am, I miss my friends. I've made some great friends here in Georgia and I do not mean to sound like I am slighting them, but lately I've been missing people not only in Wisconsin, but all over. Anne in Ireland, Beth in Florida, Nancy in Arizona, Nikki in California, Sally, Becky and Miki in Michigan.

So, I decided to make an autograph quilt. These quilts were probably originally made for people in pioneer days who left family to travel by covered wagon to the western states. Love ones would sign scraps of fabric and these pieces would be put together and made into a quilt for the families leaving. Chances were that you would never see these loved ones again and maybe never have any further communication with them. These quilts were treasured as a way to remember family and friends.

Historically, another way autograph quilts were used was for fund raising. Community groups would solicit famous people for their autographs and make autograph quilts to be raffled off to fund the building of schools or libraries.

Well, my quilt won't be that noble. I just feel it would be a nice way to have my friends around me!

I went online to find an autograph quilt pattern and did find one I like. It is a "star" pattern. I decided on a black and white quilt. The stars will either be black floral on a white background or white floral on a black background. I might do a red inner border to make it pop. The sample shows an inner border with half square triangles as the outer border alternating the two floral fabrics. It was also important to find fabric that I liked, but was not too flowery for the men who will be signing it! I will make sure they get the darker fabric (see sample below).

I just started sending out quilt squares to my friends far and wide. Along with the squares are special quilt pens and a letter explaining the concept. Hopefully, they will embrace the idea and honor me with their signatures, words, drawings or whatever they want to put on the little piece of material. Many friends will not receive their square until after the holidays. I don't want anything to get lost in the holiday mail frenzy or set aside by a friend who is too busy to sit down and complete their part of the project.

I was able to have my friend, Miki, sign a square when she was here a few weeks ago. I quickly sewed it into the first block! One down, twenty-four more to go (more or less). Several of my church ladies are meeting soon, so a bunch of squares were sent to Joanne and she will make sure they are signed and returned.

Miki wishes me peace, love and happiness

This will be one of my many winter quilt projects. I'm so looking forward to seeing what my friends write on the squares! But, no matter what they write, I know that this will be the best and most cherished quilt I will ever make.

Fall Visitors

2011-12-11T20:49:00.000-05:00

In October my gal pal, Martha, came to visit. This time the weather cooperated and we spent a lot of time outside. Did some hiking, saw some waterfalls and just had a very nice visit. Martha bought me a book on the hiking trails of north Georgia. It's a hint! Hopefully, she will be back down in spring and we will put the book to good use!

Martha & me.

November brought Sally. Returning from Puerto Rico where she had been caring for her mother for six months, she spent the first couple days resting. That's OK - I had to work and I came home to wonderful meals! Amy joined us on Tuesday and we all spent Thanksgiving with my sister, brother-in-law and nephew.

Amy, me and Sally, Thanksgiving 2011

The following weekend brought Miki for a 4-hour visit. Miki was down for a work related conference and she stopped in for a much too short visit. Hopefully, next year she will stay a little longer!

I love having visitors and it's always sad when they leave. My house seems empty and for a day or two I tend to wander around aimlessly.

Not sure who will show up in 2011, but all my friends are more than welcome! Come on down!

Adopting Animals

2011-10-28T21:50:00.001-04:00

A friend of my lost her beloved cat last summer. She deeply mourned her cat. I can understand this. I lost my dogs, Lucy Lou and Gracie in August 2010, within three weeks of each other. Both were "rescued" dogs. I had sweet Lucy Lou about 5 years and I had my Gracie over 10 years. I still miss them. I still cry over my Gracie. I can understand her feelings of loss.

Now she is ready to open her heart to a new kitty. She went to a local shelter and they charged $105 for adoption fees. This did not include having the cat neutered or spayed. She balked at paying that price. She went on Facebook and complained about the high price for a cat.

Now, I have strong feelings about adopting animals for shelters and/or rescue groups. My Sam came from a "pound" (Cherokee County Humane Society) and he was the best $75 I ever spent. Oliver, too, came from the Cherokee County Animal Shelter (via being found wondering in my subdivision). I paid $125 for him (well worth every penny). Both were checked out by the shelter's vet and were neutered as part of the fee. The adoption fee also included a free vet check up from a selected group of vets in my area. The place I got Sam from included a "chip" in his shoulder and a one year membership to Home Again, the organization that keeps track of the dogs with chips. So, a lot was included in their fees. And, I appreciate that.

So, what's the point here?

Probably 99% of all shelters are run on a "wing and a prayer." They depend on tons of dedicated volunteers and tons of fund raisers and little money from the municipality or county they are located in. These volunteers spend hundreds of hours on behalf of the animals they serve. Their costs for adoption vary and they are all struggling to survive.

Tanya's Henry.

My friend, Tanya, is one of these volunteers. When I first met her after moving to Georgia, Tanya was fondly known in my subdivision as the "puppy lady." Besides her own dog, Henry, Tanya would foster litters of puppies. Sometimes she had as many as 6-8 puppies. She supplied the food, the toys, the bowls they ate out of (and chewed), the towels and rugs used to keep them warm. She clean up after them and made sure they here happy pups. Plus, she paid for cleaning those rugs and towels (her own washer and dryer). She named every single one of them and watched their littler personalities develop as they grew. She took them to the vet. She would bathe each one before taking them to and from the adoption places. All on her own time. All of her own money. Tanya probably fostered 5 or 6 litters. Now she is working part time and due to time constraints has only two dogs she is fostering, plus the occasional one that needs an immediate home. This is dedication and this is love of animals.

My friend who is looking for a kitty to adopt is a kind and loving woman. I know she will take wonderful care of a new kitty. But, I guess my point is - if you can't afford or if you need to complain about the $105 adoption fee and then pay for a vet visit and spaying/neutering, maybe you can't afford to have a pet. In my opinion, it is a small price to pay for the love a cat or dog gives you for years and years to come. Plus, you are helping hundreds of other animals survive and find loving homes. You're helping the animal shelters stay open and you are helping the volunteers who work for these shelters by taking some of the financial burden off of them (although they very rarely get reimbursed for any thing and most wouldn't take the money if offered).

I figured out I probably spend at close to $1,000 a year on my dogs. This includes annual visit to the vet, various shots, heart worm prevention meds for both, the occasional trip to the vet for an unexpected illness (I spent around $750 on surgeries for Sam this year which increased the yearly cost), food, leashes, collars, treats, beds, pet sitting costs and other miscellaneous expenses.

$105 for adoption fees?

Sam and Oliver being lazy

A small price to pay for years of love and devotion.

What I Miss About Milwaukee

2011-10-10T06:34:00.001-04:00

I will never move back to Wisconsin. I love Georgia and am settling in just fine. But I spent my first 55 years in Milwaukee and it is my home town. And, there are a lot of things I miss about the place. Mainly I miss my family and friends still there. That's a given. But here are a few other things I miss - most I really never thought about until I moved away:

Racks of yummies at National Bakery

Bakeries. When I lived in Bay View they were every where. Milwaukee has a lot of corner, local bakeries and they are wonderful. Oh - the breads! Stopping in on the way to work to grab a donuts or even a couple dozen to bring in as treats. Roma's, near my house in Bay View, had the best homemade potato salad. Yes, some carried more than just cakes, pies, breads and other wonderful sweet treats. I miss 'em.

And, on that note, I miss going to my local bakery for hot ham and rolls on a Sunday morning. This tradition goes back to when I was a girl and my father would pick up a coffee cake and hot ham and rolls on a Sunday morning. Yum. Coffee cake before church and hot ham and rolls after church. Or both before and after. On my own this was a great treat five or six times a year. Potato rolls. Always potato rolls.

Beautiful Lake Michigan

Lake Michigan. I really never spent a lot of time on the lake front. However, the last year I lived in Milwaukee I made a point to drive home from work along Lake Drive at least every other week. Since I lived in southeast Milwaukee and worked in northwest Milwaukee, this included driving down Silver Spring to Lake Drive, along where all of the beautiful mansions and large, old houses are.

Even in winter the lake is beautiful

Seeing Lake Michigan in all different weather was something. Rain and snow - gray, huge waves that when over the break waters. Sunny and blue skies - the light reflecting off the water and sail boats dotting the horizon. I also miss the weather forecast "lake effect."

I won't mention the calories included
a true Milwaukee fish fry.

The obvious. Fish fries on Friday nights. With potato pancakes and apple sauce. Nothing like it.

I miss Bay View (a very old neighborhood of Milwaukee where I lived in my 120 year old house). While I love my subdivision and being out of the "hood" I miss the convenience of Bay View. I could walk to a bakery, grocery store, library, great restaurants, little funky stores, etc. I miss the church bells of St. Augustine, two blocks away. I really miss those church bells.

St. Augustine's c. 1908, still looks the same, bells and all

My pretty back yard. I am struggling with plantings in my back yard here in Georgia. My back yard in Milwaukee was beautiful. But, I have to remember it took me 3-4 years (out of the 11 in my house) to get it looking decent, so I just have to be patient here. But, puttering in my garden and hearing the church bells was awesome.

Frozen custard is NOT ice cream. Oh, God - it is so good!

Frozen custard. Leon's, Gilles, Laducs. Need I say more?

Milwaukee and surrounding areas was mapped out on a grid. It was EASY to find places if you knew the address and the direction, i.e. north, south, east and west. And, you could basically get anywhere in 30 minutes. All the way across town. Sigh. Not here.

I can't even cout the number of times I
have been to the lakefront on July 3rd for the
fireworks.

Going down to the lakefront with a million other people to see the fireworks. A huge Milwaukee tradition. Much better than sitting in an empty parking lot. Even better - being on a boat on Lake Michigan and watching the fireworks. Nothing like it.

Beautiful lobby of the Pfister

Brunch at the Pfister Hotel. A true Milwaukee gem, the brunch is excellent and elegant and one of my very favorite things to do on a Sunday morning. A real treat. I love the Pfister, Bleu and the piano bar.

There are more things I miss, but these are the main things. Like I said, I will not move back to Milwaukee, but I do miss it. Sometimes. From May - October. Never in winter.

Who would ever miss this?

Red Work Quilt

2011-10-07T12:57:00.000-04:00

I started quilting around four years ago. I remember when I first when to my favorite Wisconsin quilt shop, Ye Olde Schoolhouse, for the first time. I signed up for my first quilting lesson. I also purchased a kit to make nine red work blocks. Jeannie, the owner of the store, cut the muslin for me and showed me the pen I would need to trace the individual patterns onto each block. Eventually, all blocks would be completed, sewn together and quilted.

Yeah, right. I had no idea how much work it would be. Although I must say, I really enjoy red work and will do more of it. It just took forever. Lots of quilts in between, lots of binding got in the way.

Four years later I finally finished the last block. I squared each block, picked out material to "frame" the blocks and put it all together. Each block is 18".

It is more of a throw size.

It was worth the wait.

Close up of the red work

I just need to purchase the backing and it will be sent up to Wisconsin for Mary to quilt for me.

Another view (the blue is the quilt used on the bed underneath).

I love it.

Love of Reading (going to the dogs?)

2011-09-29T07:37:00.001-04:00

I have always been an avid reader. Now, I have the ideal job for me - working part time at the library. There are so many books that cross my desk that I want to read I couldn't get to them all in my life time. One really awesome program the library offers is Reading PAWS. A highly trained dog (we have a lovely greyhound, Cory) comes to the library and children who are struggling with reading can read aloud to the dog for a period of time. The dog is non-judgmental and offers a "good listener" for these kids. How cool is that?
I believe the best thing parents can do for their children is read to them when they are young and, hopefully, install in them a love of books. I didn't think this included dogs. I always knew my dogs were smart fellows (while at least Sam) , apparently, my doggie boys are into reading, too!

Sam is always trying to improve himself!

He is learning as much as he can about his arch enemy
in order to protect me!

According to Oliver,
"Reading is so hard! And it makes me
really hungry! Got any treats?"

This reading stuff is just too much work!
I would much rather nap!

Oh, well.

He's Back!

2011-09-29T07:03:00.000-04:00

We had a dry spell here in Georgia. Over three weeks without any rain. While I watered as much as I could, my plants were looking a little distressed.

Then over Labor Day weekend we finally got the rain we needed. We also got tornado's in my county, but that is another story and I came out of it safe and sound and so were all of my friends.

Along with the rain, out came the toads again. I hadn't seen them in a while do to the lack of rain. I assumed they were buried deep in their little toad holes, protected from the sun and heat during the day and eating bugs at night.

The second day of rain I was getting ready for bed and I saw something on the threshold between my bedroom carpet going into my master bath. Yup. It was my friend, Mr. Toad. (See previous post on toads.)

Now, think about this. Mr. Toad hopped into the screened porch and across the kitchen, down a hallway, across the master bedroom and almost into the bathroom. And, he avoided me and two dogs.

Needless to say, after giving me a little chase (thank goodness he didn't hop under the bed) he was gently escorted back outside where he belongs.

If you believe in animal totems, this is what Lin's Domain (http://www.linsdomain.com/) has to say about the toad:

The appearance of a Toad heralds a successful time of drawing upon and using our inner resources.
Toads are associated with money and luck – especially changing your luck from bad to good.
People with a Toad totem can see things and people more clearly.
A Toad heralds the need for self-examination. Ask these questions:
Am I hesitating to act and missing opportunities?
Am I allowing fear to hinder progress?
Have I forgotten my inner strength?
A Toad totem is a representation of the Moon, and represents both Life and Death.
In alchemy, the Toad signifies the dark side of Nature.
In the ancient cultures of Mexico, the Toad symbolized the Earth.

Other websites suggest the toad symbolises inner strength and resources and time to take a "leap of faith."

Hmmm, something to think about, I guess. I am beginning to think Mr. Toad does have a message for me. And, he did make it into my bedroom - not the office area, quilting room or guest bedroom. Or, maybe I'm making something out of nothing!

In any event, I'm still not kissing a toad. No matter where he shows up!

A Master Fit for a Queen (or Princess, whichever works!)

2011-09-05T14:40:00.001-04:00

You may double click on each
picture to see it in a larger format

Finally. My master bedroom and attached bathroom are FINISHED!

My dragonfly themed quilt was truly a labor of love. It turned out huge, but perfect. I based everything around the room on this quilt. It has special meaning to me and will always be one of my most treasured possessions.

I thought the most difficult part of this room would be the quilt. But, that proved to be the easiest. The most difficult was painting the room. While I love my tray ceiling with the crown molding, it was hard to paint around. Thankfully, the best brother-in-law in the universe, Marlon, came to my rescue and painted the inner ceiling for me. He and my nephew, Paul, painted the bathroom for me, too. I tried to paint the ceiling and got some of it done, but it really caused havoc with my neck and shoulders. But, the walls in the master were all painted by me.

If you look closely, you can see the two
different paint colors I used in the room.
The color on the bed wall was also
used in the bathroom

Once I had the quilt pieced and it was sent up to Meandering Mary in Wisconsin (I knew she would do a fabulous job and she did) for quilting, it was time to pick out paint colors. Seems like everyone who came over was asked their thoughts and all had a different opinion. Even my dear friend, Shelley, who lives in North Canton, Ohio, had her thoughts. And, since Shelley is great with decorating, I sent her fabric samples of the quilt. Guess what? She sent me color samples and I went with her suggestions for the walls. And, she has never stepped foot in my house! Go figure. Anyway, the wall the bed is against along with the ceilings are painted one color (as is the bathroom) and the rest another color. Two colors, although the light makes it feel like there are 3 or 4 different colors on the walls, depending on the time of day.

The trellis "head board" was found at a junk store shortly after I moved down here. I love them! Each trellis was $20 - a great deal. The cedar chest at the foot of the bed I had in Milwaukee, as well as the antique desk. The bridal chest on one side of the bed was my mother's and the table on the other side I purchased a few years ago and had refinished. The little love seat I also purchased a few years ago and had reupholstered down here. The armoire was purchased at a consignment store here in Georgia. It is really an old TV cabinet, but it works and Marlon built me additional shelves. My valences were made from extra material from the quilt (I have tons of all of the fabric used in the quilt) and were made by Nancy, the same lady who did the love seat. She also made all of the pillows. Nancy does awesome work.

Tilt mirror (with towel bar reflected in it) along
with a little picture that was painted by
one of my mother's friends

In the bathroom I removed the huge 4' mirror and replaced it with the two tilt mirrors. I just love these mirrors. I purchased the mirrors online and got the great price of 2 for 1. You can find them at Home Depot or Lowe's, but I have never seen them sold at such as great price as I found. The two light fixtures were also purchased online, at a much lower price then I found them here. Originally, there was only one light fixture in the bathroom, which didn't make any sense as there are two sinks.

Picture above the tub I purchased
at one of my favorite consignment
stores here in Canton

Part of the reason it took so long to complete these rooms was financial. I had to save up money for each item purchased, revamped or reused. Mirror and light fixtures sat in their boxes for a few months until I could afford to pay the electrician. Money was saved up for the paint and all of the items I had made, including the beautiful fabric on the love seat and the valences. I looked for a while for the armoire and while shopping with my friend, Misti, walked into the consignment store and we both loved it. It does fit in perfectly.

It is a good feeling to finally have this room completed! I love it.

Dragonfly stained glass above the tub

Armoire, which was also purchased at
my favorite consignment store!

I've had this little desk for over 25 years.
Oliver enjoys his bed underneath it!

Love seat I had recovered with pillows
I had made. I incorporated a little purple
into the room to add interest. The artwork
above, while you really can't see it, is a vase
with very soft flowers in greens, golds and purple

Since I removed the big mirror
in the bathroom, I needed a full
length mirror. I got this one for $65
at a local outlet store. It is so pretty.

Another table at side of the bed. Got this
table at a garage sale a few years ago and had
it refinished. I also started a collection of
dragonfly perfume bottles.

Other side of bed. Chair has been in my
family for years. I always have Kwan Yin
close to me.

KATE'S VISIT

2011-09-02T21:13:00.020-04:00

Kate visited me in early June. It was way too short of a visit.

Kate was at a craft fair in Tennessee selling her new product. After it was over, she drove an additional
3 1/2 hours down to spend time with me. Now, that's a friend! She was smart and left here mid morning and made the trip back to the Milwaukee area in two days.

Kate designs Practically Ribbons Check out her website. These pretty ribbons (wired ribbons) have grommets in them and can be used with clips and/or hooks, such as the hooks used to place ornaments on the Christmas tree. The ribbons, which come in a variety of colors and themes, can be used for ornaments, cards, scarfs, etc., - the uses are endless. They can hang from almost anythings (such as a curtain rod) by using a shower curtain hook.

Below is a picture of one of the ribbons Kate gave me as a gift. I have five total, all holiday ribbon, and plan to use them to display my Christmas cards. I think they will work perfect in my dining room window and make that area look festive during the holiday season.

I used one of the ribbons to display some
of my birthday cards in my front window

I think these ribbons have lots of uses, especially in places like assisted living facilities and health care centers. They could make hospital rooms cheerful by easily displaying pictures, cards - you name it, while not taking up much space.

I loved having Kate here. We had some great talks. She has always been there for me, always supportive. I miss you, Kate. Wish we were closer logistically but, I am not moving back!.

Happy Birthday to ME!

2011-08-28T21:59:00.002-04:00

One of the cards I received for my birthday. How true!

I turned 56 on August 23. I spent a lot of time during my birthday week thinking about the differences between my 55th and 56th birthdays.

Last year was such a turmoil for me. Good things like retirement, purchasing my beautiful new home and moving to Georgia - while all good, were still stressful and took adjustment. Then the bad things - Phil's death during my move and the death of my beloved dogs within three weeks of each other. I had to put my little Gracie down at what was suppose to be an early family birthday celebration last August 21. Some 55th birthday celebration. I cried the whole day of my birthday. I was drained, battered and emotionally and spiritually exhausted. I remember thinking that I would never be happy again.

A year has passed. Things change, time moves on and so did I.

At my family birthday celebraion. I'm smiling this year!

This year I had a great birthday. I am in a much better place in my life.
I've made friends here in Georgia and enjoy spending time with them. My book club got together for lunch and to see the movie "The Help" and the day we could all get together happened to be right on my birthday. My sister joined us and I had a great day with them.

I've become active in my subdivision, starting a yahoo group for community communication, serving on both the pool and grounds committees and I've made friends that way. There are great people living here!

I have a great part time job at the local library. I enjoy going into work and time flies by while I am there (well, usually!). I am learning so much and work with good people.

MeetUp has introduced me to new people. While I have slowed down on participating with one of the social activites groups, I plan to start attending the events again. It is a good way to get out and meet people and learn the area.

My finances are slowly getting into shape. I'm taking a 13-week financial class, which is really helping me not only budget better, but save more money and plan more aggressively for the future.

My friends in Wisconsin and other parts of the US and beyond continue to be the "wind beneath my wings" and I am so thankful for the calls, cards, emails, etc., that keep us linked. My family here in Georgia are so supportive and I don't know what I would do without them. I am so blessed with love and support. Two friends will be coming down to visit me within the next few months and I look forward to their visits.

I started to date again. While my first attempt didn't work out, it was good to realize that there are good men out there. It was a positive experience for me. (He also made my birthday very special even though it ended right afterwards.) I realize I have a lot to give to a relationship. Hopefully, next time I venture to date again it will work out to be a lasting relationship. And, in the meantime, I am OK by myself. I'll take a break before dating again. But, I won't wait too long. I enjoyed his company and our time together showed me I want a man in my life.

Little things mean so much. I enjoy the birds at my feeders, delighting in the hummingbirds and butterflies at my plants. My early morning walks with Sam and Oliver, while the day is cool or later in the evenings when the neighbors are out and we stop to chat. Having the community pool all to my self and floating on my back, watching the clouds. Sitting in my porch for a few minutes each evening before bed, listening to the creatures of the night. These "little things" add to my appreciation of life.

I made it one year without anything traumatic happening to me. I hope I have been supportive of my friends and family who have had some difficulties this year, as they were to me in 2010.

I know good and bad things happen to everyone. I know things will change. But, it is good and a relief to say that that I am happy. I am at peace. I'm moving forward. Life is good.

Happy birthday, Julie Ann!

Thank you - it was a good one!

HOME FOR TOADS IN MY LITTLE TOAD GARDEN

2011-08-09T15:11:00.002-04:00

Living in Milwaukee all my life I must say I never saw a toad in my house or yard. Over the years I had a few run ins with mice, which was pretty creepy, but never toads.

Basil growing in my toad garden. I guess that
doesn't sound too appealing, but it works!

Here in Georgia, my house backs up to a greenbelt. There is a creek further down. And, I have toads. In my yard. Now, they don't really bother me. Sam likes to chase them, but he doesn't try to eat them - a good thing for both Sam and the toads.

Geraniums don't do too well down here, but this pot
is in a shaded area of the toad garden and seems to be thriving.

The other night I was in my kitchen and something on the floor jumped. I screamed. Well, it was more like a "YEEEEK!" I did a funky little foot dance, too. There was a tiny toad in my kitchen (much better than a mouse any day). When I realized it wasn't a snake or a mouse, I grabbed the dust pan and got the toad to hop on to it. Needless to say, Sam was of no help - thinking he had another new playmate in the house. But, once in the dust pan the toad was gently placed back in the grass where it belongs. This little guy had hopped his way into my screen porch and into the kitchen. I keep the kitchen door open when it is cool so the dogs can go onto the porch and use the porch doggie door to get outside. So, this little toad hopped quite a bit to make it into my kitchen. I'm sure he was exhausted. Lucky for him, he got a free ride back out.

Grandpa Toad lives under the drainage diverter.

Under the drain spout diverter near my porch lives Grandpa Toad. He is pretty big. He is pretty ugly. He and I have a pretty good understanding. I don't lift up the diverter, he stays there and leaves me alone. I think he is the reason for all of the little toads in my yard. That's OK. Toads eat bugs. They are good to have around and don't cause any harm. I have dug out a little flower bed where Grandpa Toad lives and have been playing around with plants, containers and even a small solar powered fountain. He has a nice backyard for himself and his kin.

Gnome toad house with an herb pot in my little "toad" garden

Then I remembered that there are such things as Toad Houses. Who thinks of these things? So I checked them out. And, of course, I had to purchase a couple. Well, I thought a little whimsy in this little corner of my yard might be fun. And, goofy as it is, it is fun. It makes me laugh. And, that is always a good thing!

"Prince" toad house and bird solar fountain with my beautiful lantana.

Will Grandpa Toad move into a house? Probably not. He has a nice little place burrowed in the dirt under the diverter. But, maybe one of the youngin's will move in. Maybe not. Who cares? It is silly. It is fun. And, sometimes I need a little fun and silliness. Toads and all.

I brought this little bird with me from Milwaukee. I'm glad I did.
It works well with the toads.

P.S. Don't even think of asking me if I will or have ever kissed a toad. NO WAY! I don't need a prince that bad!

FABULOUS CONTAINER GARDENS

2011-08-08T21:28:00.001-04:00

So, I noticed my favorite southern gardening book, Easy Gardens for the South, sitting on my supervisor's desk at the library. I mentioned that my sister gave me the book and she gives it to everyone who moves to Georgia. It is a great book. Cheryl told me that as a fund raiser for the Cherokee County Historical Society, the author, who just happens to live in Canton, was hosting a tour of her container gardens. Besides the Easy Gardens book, she has written several books on container gardens.

Walking up to the house and gardens

Several phone calls later I went on the tour with my sister, Suzanne, and friends Nancy and Phyllis. Several members of Suzanne's garden club attended, also.

Pamela Crawford lives on over 40 acres of wooded property. It is really pretty. Most of her gardens are in containers, but she also has beautiful flower beds, too. (Although in after thought I wonder how she keeps the deer away.) The evening of the tour the weather was not great, but fortunately we were able to view and study the containers before the rain. Her watering system is unbelievable, too! When asked where she purchases most of her plants she stated one local nursery, but also said she purchases most from Lowe's and Home Depot. She starts buying flowers as soon as they appear at the garden centers and arranges the pots in her yard by color and then starts planting the containers. She keeps planting over a couple of months time. I must say she has a great eye for color and texture. The containers are fabulous.

Enjoy the pictures!

Hanging baskets and ground plants

Close up of plants

Huge pots on the driveway. Love the colors!

Sitting area on driveway

She grows not only flowers in her containers, but veggies, too!

Looking down to the lower porch from the upper porch

One of the smaller water containers - rain water

Phyllis is having a great time!

Eggplant growing in a container

Another area of large containers holding both flowers and veggies

Herbs that go well with chicken! What a great idea! (I'm stealing it next year!)

Herbs for beef and pork! Love it!

Huge water tank

Pretty close up - love the blue, yellow and green

Nancy was in awe, like all of us! That container behind her
was loaded with cherry tomatoes, herbs and flowers.

HI HO, HI HO - IT'S BACK TO WORK I GO!

2011-06-27T07:08:00.000-04:00

Yup. After not working for 11 months, I now have a fantastic part time job!

I knew when I retired that I would need to work part time for a few years. First, to build up my liquid cash reserves and have money to travel and secondly to get me out of the house and around people. However, I didn't think it would be so long.

It's not like I haven't enjoyed my retirement. I have. And, it would be great not to need this job. But, I do need it on so many different levels besides what I mentioned above.

It took longer to get a job because I needed the time to heal from the turmoil of 2010. Emotionally, I wasn't ready to work, although the last couple of months my bank account was starting to look scary.

I had applied back in February with Kelly Temp Services. Although I did extremely well on both the interview and skill tests, the only two jobs offered me were long term and a long way from my house - equivalent to at least an hour drive to and from work. No thank you. This spring I started applying to local collages. Nada. But, I had a list of websites I checked weekly and bi-weekly and planned to keep trying. I was getting a little concerned, though. I needed a part time job.

I had applied on and off to be a Library Assistant with the Sequoyah Regional Library System, which serves three counties here in Georgia - Cherokee, Pickins and Gilmore. Never got called for an interview. Then, in February they experienced huge budget cuts and lay offs. Oh, well . . .

I still checked out the library website for job openings. And, in late May they had openings for both a Research Assistant and a Library Assistant at a library in my area. I applied for both. I was called to interview for the Research Assistant on Monday, interviewed on Tuesday and was offered the job on Friday! Yippee!

It is the perfect job for me. I work 16-17 hours a week, the pay is more than minimum wage, I work only every 4th Saturday, I never work later than 6pm and I GET TO WORK IN A LIBRARY! I'm learning so much, too. The people I work with are great and I am working with the public, which is fun. Yes, parts of my job are rather tedious, but overall it is a perfect fit. If I wasn't in a library I would be whistling while I work!

I got my first paycheck. hehehehehe It was only for 27 hours, but I was as thrilled as if I made my first million! LOL Another thing I find so rewarding is seeing so many books come across my path that I have read. And, I am starting a list of books/authors I want to read. Plus, learning the ins and outs of helping people do research is very interesting.

I am so fortunate! I'm happy and so is my bank account. Now, I better start researching English gardens, or maybe Tuscany or possibly Paris. Where's my passport?

A PLATONIC VISIT

2011-06-25T12:31:00.002-04:00

My good friend, David, came for a visit in May for five nights. We went up to Helen, GA and then to Anna Ruby Falls. We went to the Aquarium and saw the dolphin show (very cool) . We visited with my sister and brother-in-law and went to a couple of MeetUp functions. We also just hung out and talked.

Me and David at Anna Ruby Falls

I've known David for about eight years. He has been a very good friend to me and I hope he feels the same about me. When Phil died over a year ago now, David was the first one at my side and shared his stories of depression and suicidal thoughts. His insights were extremely helpful to me. In fact, David's insights on life are always interesting!

We've had a lot of fun over the years and helped each other over some very rough times. Our friendship is just that - friendship. We do not cross the line. And, that is just fine. I've met most of his family and his awesome daughter. It's been fun watching Nicole grow up and David is a great dad to her. I really admire his parenting skills.

I have always had friendships with men. And, once the "line" is drawn, for me it doesn't change. I can somewhat understand that some people don't understand friendship between a woman and a man and I can understand how a man I am romantically involved with might feel threatened by such a friendship. Everyone is different and I do understand that a man/woman friendship can cross the lines and become sexual. It takes respect, understanding and trust to maintain such friendships on every ones part. And, I have learned that if I am romantically involved with someone and he really gives me a difficult time about any "man" friendships I might have, he is totally insecure within himself and I need to leave.

Pondering relationships at Anna Ruby Falls

Were there awkward moments between David and me when he was here? Maybe when I walked out of my bedroom in my robe and jammies the first morning, but we actually had a good laugh about how stupid I looked and moved on. I know David would like to come again in the next year or so and I hope it works out. I would love it if he brought his daughter along, but either way, he is always welcome!

WESTWARD HO

2011-06-25T12:16:00.002-04:00

Over Easter I spent a week in Mesa, AZ visiting my gal pal Nancy and sister, Linda. I had a great time. I enjoy visiting this area and love the mountains, but sure was glad to be back in Georgia where it is GREEN!

Nate and me

A highlight of the trip was meeting my second cousin, Nathan, son of my cousin, Scott. The last time I saw Nate he was six weeks old. Now he has hair, teeth and is no longer in diapers (joking here) and is all grown up into a very nice and handsome young man. He is attending the University of Arizona on a full scholarship and going into enginering. Linda and I had dinner with Nathan and his mom, Kaye and had a great time. It was so good to make this connection and next time I am in Arizona I hope we can get together again.

Sister Linda, me, Nate and Kaye, Nate's mom

Nancy and I went to the Desert Botanical Gardens. I took a ton of pictures, a few of which are shown below. It was spring time in the desert and so many plants were in bloom. It was a lovely day there.
Nancy and I always have fun together and this trip was no exception. We ate laughed a lot, shopped a little, shared secrets and ate great food (YUM to the Thai and East Indian place, and Agritopia). The best part is that Nancy is purchasing her very first house in Gilbert, AZ! I got to tour the house three times and it is just charming. She closes in a few weeks and I hope to return soon so I can see it all decorated and really made into "Nancy's home."

Alice rocks!

I also stopped at Coopertown - Alice Cooper's bar/restaurant so I could pick up a birthday present and tee shirt for my nephew, Paul. That was fun.

This was the first time in almost a year I ventured more than 100 miles from my new home here in Georgia. It felt good! I'll be back soon, Nancy!

Feeding a squirrel noodle salad!

The three Chichuly glass sculptures at the entrance to the gardens. Fabulous!
If you EVER get a change to see his art, GO! I have seen his art in various locations
in the United States and it is always wonderful

GIDDY UP

2011-04-03T07:10:00.003-04:00

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Yee Haw!

Last month I went with my MeetUp group to Georgia Frontiers for an afternoon of horseback riding. Now, I am not a horse woman, but have gone riding here and there over the course of my life time. It had been around four years since I'd been on a horse and I totally enjoyed myself.

I was in the beginner rider group. Some of these brave
souls had never been on a horse!

Eighteen of us went. The first nine out were experienced riders who would take their horses on gallops and I believe take a more difficult trail. I wasn't quite ready for that! While they were gone we were entertained by Cowboy Roger, owner of Georgia Frontiers and we ate our picnic lunches that we had brought along. It was a beautiful day and we enjoyed each other's company and Roger's stories.

I'm glad my horse, Shadow, had more get up and go then this guy!

I rode Shadow, a very nice horse with pep. The trails were well maintained and the scenery was outstanding - this is in the mountains and the views very pretty. We got the horses up to a trot, which was fun for me, but scary for other's. I heard a little screaming from the back of the group when the horses got up to a trot! I think they were hanging on for dear life.

No one fell off!

This MeetUp is a great way to get out and do things with nice people. I am trying to schedule at least two events a month with this particular MeetUp group and am making friends. Some of the activities I've been to are bingo nights, a potluck Greek dinner, dog training school, various lunches, hiking with the dogs, etc. It's fun. I've also joined two book clubs through MeetUp.

This month I'm participating in a moonlight horseback riding event at Georgia Frontiers that includes a dinner and a bonfire. I think it will be a blast, but I am sure going to try to get up there and ride a couple of times before I ride in the moonlight!

MARTHA'S VISIT

2011-04-02T21:51:00.001-04:00

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My friend, Martha, came down for a week at the end of March. "The week that rained every single day?" you ask. Yup. That week!

Unfortunately, every single thing I had planned for us to do was out of doors. Both Martha and I like to hike and I had planned to check out many of the local trails with her. Since hiking in the rain or in the mud wasn't an option, we had to go to Plan B, of which I didn't have a clue.

We did have a good time and I really enjoyed having Martha here. We spent one morning walking around the town of Blue Ridge. We visited the Georgia Aquarium in downtown Atlanta. We have an awesome aquarium here. We went to the Funk Heritage Museum on the Reinhardt College campus, which is just a few miles from my house. We played Bingo with my MeetUp group one evening, visited Marlon and Suzanne and just hung out a lot. One day we were able to hike up Kennesaw Mountain and visit the Kennesaw Mountain National Battlefield Park's museum. We had lunch at Tea Leaves and Thyme, a cute tea shop in Woodstock and a great dinner at Goin' Coastal in downtown Canton.

Me, Sam, Martha and Oliver at the top of Kennesaw Mountain

Martha would like to move away from Milwaukee and is checking out areas, so we did look at houses one afternoon. That was fun. I hope she comes down this summer and we can check out Chattanooga together!

The first couple of days after she left was a little too quiet. Sam and Oliver missed her, too. I hope the weather won't scare her away for good!

HOUSE CHANGES

2011-04-02T21:29:00.009-04:00

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Been doing some work around the house the last couple of months.

Looking into the kitchen and out onto the porch

Kitchen chandelier, art, plates and quilt (in hallway)

Looking into my pretty guest bathroom, which looks
more "blue" than the grayish blue it really is.

My kitchen is painted a cheery yellow and my guest bathroom is painted a grayish blue. Both have pictures hung and are completed. I am extremely pleased with how both turned out. And, neither would look so well if it weren't for the help of my brother-in-law, Marlon. In my kitchen I also hung a mini-chandelier which picks up the black in my appliances and the crystal prisms from the dining room chandelier. I love the way it looks.

Here's how it looked carpeted

But the main thing I did this winter is tear out the carpet in every area but the bedrooms and replace it with hardwood flooring - well, engineered hardwood since the house is on a concrete slab. Since I had hardwood in my little foyer area and the kitchen, that all had to be removed so that all the flooring would match. I purchased the flooring at Home Depot, finding the wood I liked and then waiting until it went on sale. I also hired and contractor to install the flooring. Tom and his son, Evan, did an excellent job!

Concrete slab, which I must have swept a dozen times

First, we (Marlon, Suzanne, Paul and myself) pulled out the carpeting and tack strips. Susanne and Marlon will reuse the carpet and padding in the bonus room Marlon built above their garage. Hardly any carpet was or will be wasted, which is a good feeling. Once that was done I lived on the concrete slab for 5 days. Talk about a mess. We had picked up the flooring and it has to sit for at least 72 hours in the house before it could be installed. During this time I also painted the new quarter rounds that would be installed after the flooring went in.

Top is the old flooring and bottom is the new flooring. I am so
glad I picked out wide planks

New flooring goes down, starting at the front door foyer area
and moving into the living room

Beautiful end result

Oliver and Sam (who is ready to play) enjoy the new flooring, too

Another view of the floor, including the tip of Sam's tail!

It took almost 3 days of work to install the floors. Poor Evan really had a hard time removing the old wood floors from the kitchen. My house was a mess (it took 5 days to clean afterwards), but the end result is beautiful. I could not be happier!

Now, on to the master bedroom and bath. That's another whole story!

Arbor Day Celebration in Canton, GA

2011-03-01T16:24:00.002-05:00

The City of Canton offered free tree seedings as well as trees and shrubs you could purchase a few weeks ago. My friend Tanya and I went to take advantage of the free seedlings and check it out. We both bought a lot of plants and my car was jammed full of them! It was a fun thing to do on a nice February morning!

Tanya selecting a tree

Volunteers loading up my car

Both the trunk and back seat were full of plants, even Tanya's side had some!

It's a Dog's Life

2011-03-01T16:18:00.002-05:00

Shortly after I adopted Oliver he got a hair cut. I had him cut very, very short has he was just a mess and very smelly.
I prefer keeping my dogs fur short and in summer it is the best options. They left the hair on his tail too long, but next time I will have it cut shorter. He also had a vet appointment - a freebe from getting him from the shelter. We now think he is mainly Shih Tzu, with some poodle thrown in for good measure. Doesn't matter to me. He is a great dog and fun to have around. He and Sam and best buddies. Oliver sure makes his presence known!

Sam had eye surgery. He had a "cherry" eye that kept popping out. So, for about 10 days I had a little cone head. Still wanted to play, play, play. Unfortunately, Oliver was afraid of his cone. But, until his eye was completely healed, Sam had to wear the cone. And, I am happy to report that the surgery was very successful.

The two of them love to chase each other around the house. Around the couch, around the dining room table, into the bedroom and back. Oliver will be at one end of the couch and Sam at the other. They will eye each other and one will start to chase the other and it starts all over again. They play tug of war with the toys. I can't wait to see what happens when the hard wood floors go in and they won't have the carpet to run around on!

Since my Lover's Knot quilt is complete and waiting to be quilted, I decided it was time to break them of the habit of sleeping in bed with me. I don't want them dragging their dirty paws on this beautiful quilt. It took 3 nights! Once in a while when I go into my bathroom I will come out to see Sam curled up on the bed, but basically they know it is now off limits.

However, they do have other comfy places to rest!

Travel and Visitors

2011-02-20T07:37:00.000-05:00

Looks like 2011 will be the year for a little travel and visitors! After a rough 2010, I am looking forward to a little fun!

Martha is coming down the end of March. Sally and Amy will be down the beginning of June. I am planning a lot of outdoor time with Martha and trips to the mountains - only an hour or so away. Sally and Amy indicated that time in the pool sounds wonderful, but I am sure we will fit a few excursions into their
week.

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I just booked a week in Mesa, AZ in April. I will stay at a timeshare, but visit with my gal pal, Nancy and my sister, Linda. Both have cats and since I am severely allergic to kitties, staying with them is out of the question. Last time I was in Mesa in November 2009, Nancy and I had a blast together and I am looking forward to having a lot of laughs, singing at the top of our lungs as we drive down the highway and great lunches at area restaurants. I also am looking forward swimming in Linda's pool and a jeep tour of the desert. The timeshare resort I am staying at has tons of amenities so I plan to take advantage of the spa on the premises. And, most exciting is that Nancy is in the process of purchasing a home. I am excited to see it.

Church lady gal pal, Mikki, will be attending a conference in the Atlanta area this year. The plan is for her to tack a a night or two on to her trip and stay with me. I am also hoping David and Nicole make it down. Terri, too. And, a few more of the church ladies. What about Judy? Shelley and Bob?

I think a trip in the fall will be on my agenda, too. Shelley and I are talking about Williamsburg, VA. I know we would both really enjoy Williamsburg as we love history and antiques. It is probably one of the best places the two of us could go to!

It is nice to be settled, to finally start to know my way around my new community and to feel like I am alive again. It is nice to know I have a comfortable place for any one who wants to come and visit for a while. Friends are always welcome.

Lover's Knot Quilt (or how I almost lost my sanity)

2011-01-21T11:46:00.001-05:00

Block A - I made 56 of these blocks, easy enough, but time consuming

Several years ago I purchased yards and yards and yards of the four fabrics above. My intent was to make a quilt to be used in a new home. I purchased enough fabric for not only king sized quilt, but to make window treatments and pillows.

Block B - I made 42 of these blocks, still easy

A couple of years later a found a pattern I thought would be great for the material, Lover's Knot. (yes, I know - the "normal" thing is to find the pattern, then purchase all of the material.) I bought the pattern book, which is by Eleanor Burns. I find her books/patterns to be very simple if you carefully follow the directions. I remember my friend, Jen, commenting that both she and her mother made this quilt, but her mother got the blocks turned around. The quilt still came out OK, but she cautioned me to be very careful when placing the blocks and to keep them in order.

Well, things changed in my life. I debated if I want to use this material or make this particular quilt. But, I decided I loved the material and the pattern, to make the quilt in a queen size and decorate my bedroom around it. I finally started it during the ice storm when I was housebound for five days. The quilt consists of combining the A Blocks and B blocks, along with a few triangle pieces, to make five different blocks (Blocks C-G) , which in turn, make the quilt.

Block C - Combining 36 blocks of both Blocks A and B to make 18 C blocks.
This is where I messed up - kept turning them the wrong way. This is the
foundation block of the quilt, so it has to be right. Looks simple until you try it.
But, at least you can start to see the green "knots"

Seems I can't follow directions nor did I heed Jen's advice. I found Eleanor's instructions for sewing the blocks together to make Block C very confusing. I stared at these blocks in complete confusion while arranging them. And, I had to do a little ripping apart, but not much, thankfully. I finally give up on the written instructions and just followed the final illustration of how Block C should look. And, it worked! The following Blocks (D-G) went quickly because they were easier to figure out.

Block D - made 6 and used up all of Block B and used 12 of Block A
(can you see the 1 Block B and 2 Block A's?)

Block E - love the triangles - made four

Block F - made two

Final Block - G - made 2 - used up all of Block A
and now I am ready to put them all together and make the quilt top.

The quilt is pieced together on the diagonal, which I have only done once before. But Eleanor's diagram is excellent and it is starting to come together very quickly. Below are pictures of Rows 1-4. Four more rows to go, a triple border and I am DONE! I will purchase the backing material and off it will go to Meandering Mary to be professionally quilted.

Now the light and the dark "knots" are visible. It's working!
Can you see all of blocks I made?
Each one has been used at least once so far.

I am really liking this quilt and am so glad I decided to go ahead and make it.

And, this is one of the reasons I just love quilting. When looking at all these blocks individually, I admit thinking that it can't all come together. But, it does. And, I get to keep my sanity.

Quilts for Kids

2011-01-19T10:42:00.001-05:00

Downy Touch of Comfort Program offers a wonderful volunteer program for quilters. They provide the fabric and quilters make quilts for children in the hospital. Click here to see a video, but beware - it may cause a tear or two. There is several comments made in the video that really touched me. One is made by a volunteer about how this program affected her and why she does it. I know exactly what she means.

The first quilt I made for this great program

I heard about this great program last winter and immediately requested a kit. It arrived promptly; however, I got involved in the move to Georgia and the kit was put aside. Recently, I dug out the kit and made my first quilt. I requested another kit and before I knew it, it arrived so now I will be send both quilts back this week. The kit includes instructions for a very simple quilt along with pre-cut material. The quilter provides the batting, thread and must complete the quilt - basic quilting and binding. All quilts must be completely machine stitched to hold up in the hospital washing machines. The quilter also pays for the postage to send the quilt back. These quilts can be finished in a day if you really concentrate on it, or in a few evenings or a weekend.

Originally, the program's goal was to make 10,000 quilts for children, but it as received well over 20,000 quilts. How wonderful is that?

Second quilt I have made. You can see they are the exact same pattern.

I am hoping to make at least one quilt a month and will keep requesting kits. I will also purchase material on my own. There is a spot on the website where you may download different quilt patterns, if you wish.

Personally, I find making these quilts so rewarding. My mother was a nurse and for many years worked in pediatrics, which was near and dear to her heart. I have found that while sewing these these quilts I felt very close to her. I would like to think that each quilt I make through this program she is with me when I make them. I guess I am also making them in her honor.

If you are interested in learning about this program (and I hope you are), please click on the link above.

Time to Move On

2011-01-15T19:08:00.004-05:00

The other night while ice bound and bored, I started searching for people on Facebook and came across a man I dated briefly a few years ago.

We dated at a time when Phil had pushed me away and encouraged me to move on. I met Ken. Ken is a great guy and we hit it off right away. I enjoyed his company and things moved fast. But, there was always Phil lurking in my background. To summarize, Phil decided he wanted me after all, I treated Ken terribly and went off with Phil. And, when I say I treated Ken terribly, I truly did. And, I have always, always regretted what I did to him.

Fast forward. Ken met someone. He got married, thought things were great, but is now going through a divorce after only a couple years of marriage. Phil is dead and I have learned more about him than I really cared to learn. I'm still grieving and licking my wounds. I retired and moved to Georgia. The past 8 months have been hard for me. I have made friends in my new community, but haven't gotten out as much as I should/could have. It's been a self-imposed hibernation. But, I am starting to wake up. And, it hasn't been all bad. I did what I needed to do.

So, I messaged Ken and waited, hoped for a reply. Let me say I really mistreated this man and I figured he would either not respond to me or give me a piece of his mind. But, he did respond and was very gracious and kind. More so than I deserve. He even gave me his email and phone number. And, I called.

His divorce hurt him. Sounds like they had a great marriage while it lasted and the divorce came out of the blue. He was deeply hurt. Yet, he seemed very concerned about me, what I have been through and how I was coping. We talked about our families, our lives and traveling. We talked about our dogs, relationships and coping. It was good talking to him. He always had a kindness and a gentleness about him that made me feel so very comfortable. For a minute, for a second I thought . . .

But, he had to run. He was going on a date with a woman he really likes. And, in all truthfulness, I am not ready to date. Even with the time and distance between us, it wasn't meant to be. I wish him well, though. Of all people, Ken deserves happiness. So, do I. And, we won't find it together. But, maybe we can be friends. Maybe our mutual broken hearts will help heal each other. And, maybe I need to get out more rather than spend all my evenings at home with the dogs.

I have been thinking of Phil - who I still cry over - a lot lately. It's funny how the grieving process works, sometimes I hardly think of him and other times it seems he is all I think about. And with thinking of Ken, too - who is someone that probably should have been - brought me to this verse from a poem by William Wordsworth It's bittersweet, but right now so am I. And, it is time for me to move on.

What though the radiance which was once so bright

Be now for ever taken from my sight,

Though nothing can bring back the hour

Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind...

ICE BOUND

2011-01-13T06:07:00.001-05:00

One of the main reasons I moved to Georgia last summer was to get out of Wisconsin's cold winters. This year the joke is on me.

For days the weather forecasters were predicting a snow and ice storm starting on Sunday night (the snow) and into Monday (the ice). It has been far worse then we all imagined it could be. Sunday night brought a snow/sleet first, followed by 5-6" of snow. Monday brought more sleet on top of the snow. So, there are layers of ice/snow/ice. Everyday would warm up just barely enough for some of the snow to melt, but as soon as evening comes around it freezes again.

For over 8 counties everything was completely shut down Monday and Tuesday. Newcasters were telling people not to go out. Schools are still closed . Government offices have been shut down with many still closed and others with delayed openings. Monday and Tuesday most grocery stores closed and/or had very limited hours. Some people made it into work on Wednesday; however, if you live in hilly areas like I do it is almost impossible to drive the icy hills, dips and curves and we are stuck.

I have not received mail all week. No newspapers have been delivered up here. My sister, Suzanne, received mail and 3 days worth of papers yesterday, but not us. My neighbor, Andrea, tried to get to the gym in Canton yesterday, but made it less than a mile. She couldn't get her car up the first big hill, put it in reverse and slid down to where she could turn it around and return home. However, some people with larger, heavier vehicles have made it out, especially if they have 4 wheel drive. I would be scared to death to try to maneuver the 3.5 miles of basically sheer ice on the huge hills and curves to get to the main road.

The main roads are now fairly good, I hear. The semi trucks that were stranded for a few day are slowly starting to move. But, the back roads, like mine, are still far too dangerous for school buses, UPS or USPS vehicles.

I have never experienced anything like this. Monday I found myself looking out my front window wondering when the plows would come through. Duh. I'm not in Milwaukee - there are no plows. I also found myself thinking, "I don't hear shovels scrapping or snow blowers." Double duh. No one owns snow shovels, let alone a snow blowers. (I refused to move a snow shovel with me - again, the joke is on me!)

I was smart enough to stock up on the basics. I have plenty of food and could easily go another week holed up in my home. But, by the weekend it should warm up enough for everyone to get out.

There is a lot to be said for being snow/ice bound for 4 days (so far). I started a new quilt. This is the quilt I will use in my master bedroom. It is complicated and I am glad I can concentrate on it fully. While Sam and Oliver are getting stir crazy, especially Sam - it is fun to see them in the yard chasing birds at the feeders (I have ventured out long enough to keep them full for my feathered friends). Monday I joined a group of neighbors hanging out and pulling their little kids on make shift sleds. Last night Andrea walked over and joined me for dinner. She lives on my street, about a block away. She said it was terrible walking the short distance from her house to mine. Tanya was suppose to join us, but was concerned about coming down the huge hill that separates our houses. I don't blame her.

If it is nice out this afternoon I will take the dogs for a short walk - probably only to the end of the street and back. We all need fresh air and movement. But, I have to admit I have enjoyed these quiet days. Being retired I don't have to think about what I need to get done at work. I truly don't have to get out, I have no where I have to go. Phone calls with friends and the internet have kept me in touch with people. I'm trying to keep the TV usage to a minimum. I have lots of books to read. I have surrendered to the elements and it has been just fine.

I think I will lay low most of the weekend, too. The temperature will be in the low 40s tomorrow and through the weekend, which will melt a lot of this mess. Oliver really needs to be groomed so maybe Sunday I will have that done. I will avoid stores as I think they will be mobbed with people finally able to get out. Next week the temperatures return to the normal high 40s/low 50s and this week will slowly become a memory. But, for now - another cup of coffee and off to the quilting room.

IT'S OFFICIAL

2011-01-06T12:18:00.000-05:00

I have officially adopted Oliver from the Cherokee County Humane Society. He was found by CCHS volunteer, Tanya, wondering around the 'hood two weeks ago. It was evening and the temperature was in the mid-30s. He was cold, miserable and hungry. He had no tags, no collar and was not chipped. After a search to find his owners turned up empty, he became "owned" by the CCHS and I was able to adopt. Sam and I are thrilled.

His eyes really match is fur.

Oliver needs a good grooming, but when his stitches (from neutering) are removed I will have it done.

He is so adorable and sweet. Needs some fattening up, but overall he is a great guy. Sam loves to play with him!

Oliver is a pure breed Shitzue and very underweight. However, he is eating well and will soon be where he should be. He loves to snuggle and is very affectionate. Sometimes Sam's playing gets a little too rough for him, so he lets Sam know and hides under the table where Sam can't reach him. Smart little guy! He follows me around everywhere. He has a bright blue tag, collar and leash and will be chipped this weekend. I want to make sure he never loses his way again!

Now, I have my "doggie boys." Both shelter dogs, both great dogs and companions.

YES, I HAVE BEEN QUILTING

2010-12-31T07:27:00.000-05:00

I have my quilting room all set up. Finally, I have a cutting table and I can't tell you how much I am enjoying it. No more aching back from cutting and piecing over my dining room table. And, now my dining room stays neat. My quilting room is small and cramped, but works perfectly. I have a nice sewing table/desk with drawer space, my cutting table, the ironing board and tons of storage.

The Underground Railroad quilt is complete with shirting fabric for the backing. It has been sent to Meandering Mary in Wisconsin to be professionally quilted. (I do need to find a good quilter down here in Georgia).

Shannon's doll quilt/wall hanging

Two doll quilts are completed, one with pink binding and one with blue binding. The pink was given to my great niece, Cadyn, for her birthday and the other was sent to great-niece, Shannon, for Christmas. Shannon picked out all of the fabric as well as the pattern. She did a great job.

Finished this Christmas quilt and took it to Magical Threads in Dahlonga, GA for quilting. Remind me never to work with panels again! Frustrating! I have Dickens Village pieces and it will look great over my couch for the holidays.

I realized that when I purchased the material for my great nephew, Aaron's, Irish chain quilt last March that I got material for the double/queen size quilt. I pulled out the fabric to start it and realized that it probably won't be as large as I would like. So, I went on a search for more of the fabric to make a king sized quilt. I purchased all the fabric in Wisconsin at The Patched Works and Jen helped me find more of the light color. I had just enough of the green and found where I can order more of the star fabric for the backing. The top is now completed and I am very happy with how it looks. Simple and elegant. I can't wait to get the rest of the backing material and have it quilted! I think Aaron will really like it.

Aunt Grace BOM block 1

Aunt Grace BOM block 3

Aunt Grace BOM block 2 (made 4)

You can take the girl out of Wisconsin, but you can't take the Wisconsin quilt stores out of the girl. I am participating in the Aunt Grace's Circle of Friends Block of the Month through Ye Olde Schoolhouse Quilt Store in Cedarburg. I am really enjoying this BOM. I love working with the reproduction 1930s fabrics - so bright and cheerful. There is some applique working coming up, though. I have more pictures of blocks 4 and the pinwheel blocks, but it is so darn difficult to work with pictures on the blog that I am too frustrated to add them. Next time!

I have visited Tiny Stitches and Little Quilts in Marietta, GA. Both are great stores, but walking into Little Quilts so reminded me of Ye Olde Schoolhouse that I felt right at home. Also, my blogging pal, Karen, works there part-time. Karen has developed many great quilt patterns (I have made 2 of Karen's wall hanging and have a couple more in my "to do" drawer) and might be offering a class there in the near future. Sign me up!

CHRISTMAS WONDERLAND 2010

2010-12-27T19:32:00.000-05:00

So, I moved to Georgia to get away from the snow. I guess the joke is on me! This was the first white Christmas in the greater Atlanta area in over 100 years. Even I have to admit it is beautiful! Enjoy the pictures.

About a mile from my house

Pond by very close to my house

Cool picture of Sam waiting in the car while I took pictures

Shrub by my front porch

Inch and a half in my backyard

This is what I see from my back fence

The slope - another view from the fence

Someone really enjoyed the snow!

ANNUAL HOLIDAY LETTER

2010-12-18T15:13:00.001-05:00

For those of you who did not receive my annual holiday card and letter via snail mail, here is the electronic copy. The first batch mailed had typo after typo. The second batch had only one. Hopefully, most are corrected! Have a great holiday season everyone!

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December, 2010

Dear Family and Friends –

Well, what can I say about 2010? It has been the hardest year of my life. It has been a year where some positively wonderful things have happened. It has been the year I have deeply learned the value of family support and true friendships.

The City of Milwaukee offered a very good early retirement package and I decided to take advantage of the one year window it allowed. In late March I put my house on the market and it sold in 11 days! Over Easter I flew down to Georgia and with the help of my sister, brother-in-law and a great realtor, I found a perfect house in Canton, GA. The next couple of months were a complete whirlwind of packing, moving 99% of my stuff to my new home (closed on May 10), moving into a temporary location in Milwaukee since I still had a few months to work, saying goodbye to friends in Milwaukee, two road trips down to Georgia, finally retiring and driving down one last time. Whoosh! I arrived in my new home for good July 23.

I arrived here emotionally and physically burned out. Phil’s death in May (in the midst of the move) and having to put both my beloved dogs (Lucy Lou and then little Gracie) down within three weeks of each other nearly did me in completely. Saying good bye to friends and family in Milwaukee proved to be more difficult than I thought. Adjusting to retirement and a new life has it challenges. But, along with family and friends and my new dog Sam, I kept going. Taking Sam for walks every day helped me to move forward. In late September when the hot weather broke, I was able to get out and garden, which proved to be the best therapy. Slowly, I started feeling stronger emotionally.

I love my house. It is just perfect for me. I am very happy with my subdivision and the general Canton area. I love seeing the mountains when I walk or drive around. I am meeting new friends and slowly becoming involved in things around here. My neighbors have been very welcoming and friendly. I’m active in two book discussion groups as well as other groups through MeetUp, a social organization and Sam and I started “doggie school.” Sam has a great personality and our goal for him is to become a therapy dog. My quilting room is all set up and I started quilting again. I will be looking for a part time job after the holidays. Overall, retirement and moving down here was the best decision I have ever made.

My sister Sue and husband, Marlon stay busy, busy, busy. They took a trip to the Williamsburg area in September. Sue continues to do child care. Marlon has raised thousands of dollars for his church and a local charity by hosting his monthly Texas Hold ‘em games. Nephew Paul purchased his first home in Kennesaw, GA. It is a great house and he enjoyed working with his dad on fixing it up and making it a perfect home for him. Nephew John and his family stay busy. Coggan is in 2nd grade and John coached his tag football team this year. Cadyn loves to read and is a very advanced reader for being five.

My sister Linda is happy in Mesa, AZ. She was in Milwaukee in the summer when her son, Patrick and his wife, Pam welcomed their son, Zachary Lucas, into the world on July 30. Their daughter, Shannon just turned four and is, of course, a princess! Son Aaron graduated from high school in June. Zach makes me a great-aunt for the 5th time!

As this year comes to an end I have so many things to be grateful for. Please allow me to share some them with you:

• A career with the City of Milwaukee, ending with the Milwaukee Fire Department and my PENSION!

• Nephews Patrick & Aaron for helping me get my Milwaukee house ready for sale (you guys rock!), Paul for being supportive & helping around my new house and John for being willing to help when my Lucy Lou was failing.

• Sue and Marlon who are always, always there for me. They live their beliefs and are great people.

• Friends and family who stood by me this year, listened to me, cried with me, talked to me, held my hand, made me laugh, gave me hugs, kicked me in the butt a few times and then picked me back up, took my late night phone calls, offered me their stories and helped me through this year. Also, a great firefighter who subleased one of his furnished rental unit to me for 3 months, dogs and all! Thank all of you (not in any specific order, but here goes) – Shelley, Beth, Kate, David, Captain Dave, Judy, Terri, Nancy, Sally, Amy, Lori (and the other Church Ladies), Vicki, Peg, Robert and everyone else, including blogging and Facebook friends and great new friends here in Canton. What would I do without y’all? You light up my heart.

• Timing is everything. As bad as things were and as difficult has it has been, the timing for all that happened worked. And, as the year closes I am truly happy. What can I say?

• My new home. It is so perfect for me. I love the front porch where I can watch the world go by. I love my screened-in porch off the kitchen where I can sit and day dream. My yard is big enough for Sam and just the right size for me to garden in. It immediately felt like home.

• Sam. Still a pup at just over a year old, he is a goof ball, he makes me get up every day, makes me laugh, reminds me to play, “forces” me go for walks and is just a joy.

It will be nice to be “home” for the holidays. I enjoyed unpacking all of my holiday items and decorating for the season, something I haven’t done for several years. I am hoping that 2011 is calmer and less eventful! I also hope some of you can come for a visit. I have a room all ready and a comfy quilt or two for you to curl up in.

As much as I dislike winter, Winter Solstice is always my favorite of the seasonal calendar. It is a time of deep reflection. It is a time of wonder. Of candle light and dreams. A time of friends and family. It is a quiet time and a peaceful time. And, while it will be the first time in over 10 years I will not be physically present to celebrate the solstice with my Church Ladies, I will be with them in spirit when they meet. As, I am with all of you.

May the return of the light brighten your path this holiday season and throughout the New Year. Thank you all for being in my life, for your love and support. Have a blessed holiday season!

Julie Ann & Sam

Miss Becky

2010-11-19T15:00:00.000-05:00

Sam was having a minor eye issue, so I took him to the vet yesterday. He's just fine. But, while waiting I heard the receptionist's talking to another client about Becky.

Becky reminds me of the dog I grew up with, a Springer named Sugar

Becky's owner is elderly and has cancer. Just over a year ago both her and her then dog were both going through chemo. Her dog didn't make it, but she went into remission. So, apparently she went to the local shelter (same shelter I got my Sam) and adopted Becky.

Becky needs to go on a diet, but chasing around with Sam will help!

Things were going well for this lady and Becky until early this fall when the lady's cancer returned. She started chemo again, but things do not look good for her. She called our vet and expressed her concern for Becky. My vet took her home, thinking he would keep Becky. However, although Becky got along with everyone, she did not appreciate the cats and the cats did not appreciate Becky. So, Becky has been living at the vet clinic the last 3-4 weeks while they tried to find a home for her.

I thought, "Poor Becky - being passed around through no fault of her own or her new owner." I asked about Becky. She is somewhere between 4 and 6 years old and a "hound" mix. Loving and gentle they told me she was a very sweet girl. They brought her out and she and Sam immediately hit it off. And, being the sucker I am I agreed to "foster" Becky until we could find a new home for her.

Sam and Miss Becky hit it off right away.

And, Miss Becky is a sweet girl. The only two problems are that she is a complete pig when it comes to eating! She would eat 24/7 and is a little pudgy. And, she is terrible on a leash - always pulling. So, Miss Becky and I started a diet today and tomorrow she will get some leash training.

New best friends

The bet is will I really ever give her up? Hmmmmm . . . . .

Belated Halloween Pictures

2010-11-17T17:05:00.000-05:00

My neighbor, Valerie, took some fun pictures of Sam and me on Halloween. The darling little girl is her daughter, Evelyn, who made a charming octopus that day. In honor of my church ladies, I wore my special witch's hat. Sam, who always wants to be part of the action, was a bumble bee. Enjoy!

Sam loved wearing his costume. Probably because he knew how adorable he looked!

How cute is Evelyn?!

Sam sniffed every kid!

Sam & I sat here and waited for the kids to arrive. We had a crowd and Sam was loved by everyone!

Flash

2010-11-15T19:22:00.002-05:00

THUD!

Suzanne, Marlon and I looked up, at the front door and then at each other. We were busy putting together a quilting cutting table for me and the THUD at the door startled all of us. We could see through the door length blinds that no one was there.

THUD!

Let's go back a few weeks. Sam and I were walking when we came across a little terrier dog with a bad tremor. It was running down the the road of the subdivision. I called to it and he came to me. He had a tag with his name and a phone number, along with his rabies tag. His name was Flash. Flash followed us home and I was able to get him secure in my fenced in back yard. I called his owner, Rachel. Rachel laughed when I told her I had Flash. "Oh, just let him go. He will find his way back to my mother's house about 3/4 of a mile away." I was appalled. "No," I told her, "you have to come get him. I won't let him wander around." She was very calm and agreed to come get him after they finished dinner and some errands. I was upset. Didn't she even care about Flash? What kind of an owner was she?

It seems Rachel and her kids lived on my street for a couple of years. She lost her job, rented out her house and moved in with her mother. During the last year and a half, she fell in love, got married and she, her husband and her kids were moving back into her home. So, Flash was very familiar with my neighborhood.

Now, I didn't know all of this. All I knew was I had Flash. It took over 2 hours for Rachel to arrive. By this time Sam, Flash and I were waiting on the front porch. My neighbor, Shane, arrived home. "Hey," he said, "I see you've met Flash!" He went on to tell me the story of how Flash was the neighborhood dog. Most people knew him and looked out for him. He was an independent little guy and loved nothing more than to visit people. "You just wait, " Shane said, "some day you will hear a thud at your door and Flash will be calling.

Rachel finally arrived and explained that Flash was getting old. He has tremors and a large cataract in one eye, but still was a happy, active little fellow. Rachel also told me that Flash was up-to-date on all of his shots, neutered and very much loved by his family. I could see he was loved by the way her kids held him. So, at least he wasn't mistreated and/or abused. I was still a little upset with her, though.

A week or so later, Rachel and her family moved back into her home. I was happy to see a that their house included a large, fenced in yard for Flash. No more wanderings.

I had told my Flash story to several other neighbors and all knew of him. One lady told of a time he came to the door, walked in, ate her dog's food, jumped on a comfy chair, slept for over 3 hours, got up and left without a backward glance. What a guy he was!

Fast foward.

THUD.

I got up to look. Sure enough, there was Flash outside the door. I opened it and he came bounding in. He greeted Suzanne and Marlon, tolerated Sam's playfulness and proceeded to eat some of Sam's food and drink a lot of water. He also did a tour of the house, checking it out. After a few minutes he went to the front door. Off he went.

A week or so later I was working in the yard. THUD. Sam ran to the back gate. There was Flash. Apparently not getting an answer at the front door, he came to the back gate. Again, he somewhat played with Sam, came in the house, ate, drank, checked out the house and off he went.

Today it was a cold, miserable rainy day. I went out to get the mail and, low and behold, guess who shows up? Only today Flash was cold. His tremors were worse, probably because he was shivering a little. I dried him off with a big towel, turned on the fireplace and placed Sam's bed in front of it. Yup. Flash climbed on and took a little snooze. I am sure he would have stayed longer if Sam hadn't woke him up wanting to play. But, he was no longer shaking. He ate a little, checked out the house and went to the front door. I felt bad letting him out in the rain, but he trotted off in the direction of his home. Hopefully, there was someone home to let him in. But, if not I am sure someone else heard a THUD at their door and let him in for a while.

I do not believe in letting dogs wander around on their own. But, I have to say Flash is street smart, knows the area and I have been told, even looks both ways when crossing a street. He has been doing this all his life. And, he knows he has a safe, warm place here - with plenty of food and water and a soft bed to snooze on for a little while. From now on I will keep my ears open for the THUD.

Flash has a pretty good life.

This I Believe - Some Thoughts on My Spiritual Journey

2010-11-14T08:02:00.001-05:00

I was raised Lutheran - Lutheran Church of America synod, now Evangelical Lutheran Church of America. This is considered the most liberal of the Lutheran synods. My parents were active in our church, especially my father. We went to church every Sunday. I was active in Sunday School. Dad sang in the choir and volunteered in other ways. Mom and I (and my sisters) attended mother and daughter events. I went to church camp for several years during the summers. Church was important to our family. Not all inclusive, but important.

I remember questioning my Sunday School teachers about the stories they told me. Later, as I studied for confirmation, I questioned the pastor. There were things about what the church taught me that just didn't add up in my head. I just didn't "get it." I could not believe unconditionally things that just didn't make sense to me. And, I formed my own ideas that didn't mesh with the teaching of the church. So, after confirmation I pretty much dropped out of church. My parents, while probably disappointed, didn't push me to attend.

Growing up and entering my late teens and 20s, I really tried to find that connections to God, to Jesus, to the church. Nothing. Nada. I believed, but I didn't believe, either. I found no comfort in prayer, I found no connection to God or Jesus. So, I gave up. Yet, I long for this connection, this comfort - what ever it was. Again, I found what I did believe didn't mesh with what I had been taught at church.

In my 30s I found the Unitarian Universalist (UU) Church. Ah, ha! Here I could find my own spiritual path and be accepted. I was encouraged to think beyond Christianity, to search, to find my own way. At this time the UU churches were offering a curriculum for women called, "Cakes for the Queen of Heaven." It encouraged women to find the feminine in the divine. Well, HELLO! Finally I found something I could grasp, I could understand. I could relate to God better by thinking of God as a woman. I learned about ancient spiritual beliefs, when women where honored and respected. I started a Women's Spirituality group in my church. Later, two of my dear friends that I had made at church became facilitators in the follow up to the "Cakes for the Queen of Heaven" course entitled, "Rise Up and Call Her Name" and offered it at my church. Hence, my wonderful "church ladies" groups really came to be.

I was asked to serve on the UU Women and Religion Committee (W&R) for the Central Midwest District, which I did for four years. I helped to plan UU women's conference and retreats. It was a huge learning time for me. A time of self discovery and major changes in my life. I grew spirituality by leaps and bounds, but not in the traditional way. I began to see my higher power, my God, in nature. I loved these conferences and retreat. I met wonderful women and learned so much.

However, after serving on the W&R committee I felt burned out. My church underwent conflicts due to the minister and many members, including my some of my friends, left to start a new UU church further west of the great Milwaukee area. My other friends scattered to different UU churches. While I considered myself a UU and still do, I stopped attending the church. I got antsy in church (and still do when I attend). I wanted the services over quickly so I could get out and get going. I found the conferences and retreats I helped plan and so loved attending, meaningless. Same old thing. I could no longer relate to what they had to offer.

Now what? I still loved getting together with my church ladies and found our seasonal rituals very meaningful. Yet, I was floating, spiritually. Then slowly, very slowly I began to "get it."

And, what I "got" was the realization that for me, the divine was all around me. It was in nature. If you have been reading my blog for a while, you will remember posts where I talk about this. How I found moments of pure grace while digging in my garden. Watching the wind in the trees, a hawk soar, crocuses pushing out of the frozen ground in spring, brought me closer to God than any church or group ever could. It was all right there - if I chose to look at it.

I don't believe in labels. I am not a "witch." I am not a Pagan (although this more defines my beliefs than anything else), I am not a Christian, but I do embrace the general teachings that the Lutheran church taught me. I have a dear friend who had a calling/interest in Shamanism. She paid a lot money to study it. She loved it and it brought her peace, but some how I can't understand paying money to "learn" or study a spiritual path. It has to come from within. I believe, as do the Quakers, that God in not only all around us, but deep within us. We just have to listen to our inner self and be aware of what is all around us.

I believe in God, in a hundred million guises. I believe Jesus existed, walked this Earth and was a great teacher. The son of God? No. I believe God gave us many, many teachers - some contemporary ones like Gandhi, Mother Theresa and others such as Mohammad, Buddha, Kwan Yin. And, since I believe the divine is in all of us, we are each other's spiritual teachers.

In the past 6-7 months some pretty wonderful things have happened to me. But, also, some very awful things, too. I have been an emotional wreck and more depressed than I have ever been in my life. Here in Georgia, after the hot weather broke, I started working on my garden (more on that in another post). One day I had a complete melt down while planting shrubs. I ranted and raved. I cussed. I cried. What did Phil die? My anger towards his actions came out and I vented. Why did my doggie girls, Gracie and Lucy Lou, have to die within three weeks of each other? I dug, I cried, I planted, I cussed. I watered and I screamed (good thing no neighbors were around). I laid on the grass and sobbed. After I was done and my triad over, I came in the house and looked at myself in the mirror. My face was covered with dirt and tear streaked. I had dirt in my hair, which was all matted. I looked so bad I had to laugh. I took a shower, slept for a couple of hours and woke up knowing I had turned a corner.

Since then I have slowly began moving forward. The depression has lifted and my emotional well being has greatly improved. And, I am happy to say that all of the plants I planted that day are thriving. Me, too. It took digging in the ground to dig out all the bad emotions in me.

I greatly respect those who find comfort in Jesus. I greatly respect those who are active in their various churches, what ever church they belong to, who walk the walk and talk the talk. I have no problem with the names people have to show their beliefs - I am a Christian, I am a Muslim, I am a Hindu, I am a Pagan. I encourage everyone to find their paths.

I also know that at this time in my life "belonging" or "joining" a UU church isn't in the cards. This may change in the future, but for now I am content to attend a UU church on occasion and maybe volunteer with some of the activities like I did last month when my sister's UU church had their annual rummage sale.

To thine own self be true.

We all need to find our own paths. We all need to respect each other on this journey. This is/was my journey. I will continue to explore and learn about my beliefs. Now, as I look at my window and watch a chickadee at the feeder I know I am on the right path. I have found peace.

MeetUp and the Tennessee River Boat Cruise

2010-11-01T08:31:00.000-04:00

Ever hear of MeetUp? It is a free, on-line group of people who share the same interests and get together to pursue these interests and have fun. When I moved down to Georgia from Wisconsin I thought logging on to MeetUp and going places/doing things would help me to make friends, and I was right. I am active in two book discussion groups and am part of two other groups who like to hike and do a wide variety of other fun things. While there are specific "singles" groups geared to meet members of the opposite sex, I am not interested in those groups. Being new to the area, my goal is to meet friends and get out and do things, while exploring the area.

On October 24 I went on a 3 1/2 hour Tennessee River Boat Cruise in Chattanooga. I drove up with four other very nice women and we had a great time.

It was a picture perfect fall day

The fall colors were at their peak.

Even the clouds were beautiful

Great views the whole time

So pretty

When you log on to MeetUp you enter your zip code and what type of activities you enjoy. Different groups will appear and you can review them and see if they would be a good fit for you. I plan to do more with the 'adventures" group. There were 44 on us on this cruise. Other activities they do are game nights, movies, hiking, kayaking, dancing, holiday parties, concerts, etc. I enjoy the book discussion groups, too.

If you are new to an area or just want to meet new people in the area you are in, I highly recommend MeetUp. Several of my friends throughout the United States have joined and like it, too.

A Walk in the 'Hood on a Fall Morning

2010-10-21T21:28:00.001-04:00

Most mornings I walk Sam up the hills to the far end of the subdivision, about 2.5 miles round trip. I finally remembered to take my camera along. Due to the clouds, the mountains can't be seen. However, the clouds are beautiful in these pictures and you can click on the pictures for a better view. The pictures are in random order, not our specific route. Too hard to move pictures around when posting, Anyway, come along and enjoy the walk with me.

Looking down the last hill before we turn around to come home. This would have the best mountain views, if not for the clouds.

First hill we climb (view is looking down). Don't be deceived, it is a huge hill!

Houses in the area are decorated for Halloween. This is simple and my favorite

Scarecrow "love birds" at a house in the 'hood

You might have to double click on the picture to see this house all decked out for Halloween

After over a month of walking this hill, I am still out of breath at the top

Looking down to my street. You can't see my house, but it would be on the left.

This house always is landscaped beautifully

First of two round-abouts we walk around. Now if Americans would only learn how to drive around them!

Another pretty view

I love living here!

My street

Witch cat statue in front of my friend's house. Too cute!

Sam the Man with the Playtime Plan

2010-10-21T20:27:00.000-04:00

I can't resist blogging about my Sam. Always up to something, he keep me on my toes. Here are some recent pictures.

OK, Mom - let's PLAY

Belly rub?

Am I cute or what?

Betty Davis eyes

Sound asleep

Fall Decorations

2010-10-21T20:18:00.002-04:00

A scarecrow to welcome you

Two of the things I really enjoy in my new home here in Canton, GA are my fireplace mantel and my front porch.

Almost every day I sit on the wicker love seat and watch the world go by. When the humming birds were still here I would spend hours watching them at the feeder. Now, I am seeing the winter birds arrive. Although more skittish than the "hummers" some are getting use to me (and Sam) sitting within 10 feet of one of their feeders.

Sam and I both enjoy sitting on the front porch

And, I decorated my porch to fit the season. The love seat is now covered with a fall colored cloth (actually a tablecloth) that I think looks great and adds warmth to the porch. The wagon I "won" at the silent auction benefiting the Cherokee County Humane Society. It was loaded full of garden items - too many to mention. I really was fortunate to win this item and all of the goodies in it. A scarecrow, fall leaves, a pumpkin and a wreath on the door complete the decorations. More Halloween-ish decorations will be purchased after October 31st when they are on sale and they will be carefully kept until next year. I think a couple witches will grace the tree in 2011.

Witches for Halloween

Decorated for the fall

My fireplace mantel is also decorated for the season. And, yes - those are really candy corn pieces in the glass jug. Ha! It was full a week ago. I just changed some of the items out for a couple of weeks and add my collection of witches and my quilted witch panel. After Halloween I will add some Thanksgiving items and the fall panel will return.

Moved things around a little

My dining room table has a fall runner on it along with a basket of harvest items. My coffee table has fall colored candles in a wooden bowl. Other little fall items are spread out throughout the house. Even the table in my back screened porch has a fall tablecloth on it.

The last few years in my house in Milwaukee I hardly decorated at all for the seasons and holidays. Only the wreath on the front door changed every few months. Maybe because I usually spent Christmas and Easter here in Georgia with family, that I lost interest in decorating for the seasons in Wisconsin. This house really calls out for seasonal decorations and I am looking forward to Christmas, Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day and the rest of the holidays.

Halloween door

Fall Door

Almost every house in the subdivision has some fall decorations gracing the front porch or yard. It is fun to walk every day and see them.

It doesn't take much effort to decorate for the seasons (well, expect for Christmas - I have a ton of stuff). It changes things up a bit and makes the house more interesting. I enjoy it and I hope you do, too!

Chandelier

2010-10-02T09:32:00.000-04:00

Getting ready to start cleaning

Years ago I purchased an antique chandelier for around $80. It sat in my basement in Milwaukee for years. I hauled it along when I moved to Georgia. Good thing. I had a ugly, cheap "chandelier" in my dining area that I hated.

Yuck. How ugly is this light fixture? Even if I had purchased little shades for it I would not have liked it.

When Sally was visiting last July we were talking about the ugly light fixture and I mentioned the chandelier in the garage. So, we hauled it out and took a good look at it. Then we removed all of the prisms, and I purchased some Brasso and started cleaning. No easy task. I rubbed and I rubbed and I rubbed. But the results were worth it.

If you look at the edge on the left, you can see the difference of "after" polishing, The rest has not been cleaned.

The "arms" that I removed to make cleaning easier.

I had it all rewired and after some chasing around found additional chain for it. I also learned that it was probably made between 1900-1930, so finding more chain was lucky, as it has a pattern on it (sorry no picture of it)

This picture doesn't do it justice.

It now graces my dining room. I love it! It has over 76 prisms and I am still missing 6-8 of them. Luckily, I can order them online and will be doing so. But it looks great. It is on a dimmer switch and at night, it glimmers and shimmers.

Glimmering and shimmering. Well, maybe my hand moved a little!

It was worth the wait!

Sam and Me

2010-10-01T20:20:00.007-04:00

It is hard to find a dog as cute and fun as my Sam

He is a very affectionate fellow.

Likes to lick my ears.

All in all, he is a good dog!

Moonbeams

2010-09-29T20:52:00.012-04:00

Those who know me well know that I love the moon. Waxing, full, waning - in all of her guises, I love the moon.

Years ago my friend, Ray, belonged to the South Shore Yacht Club in Milwaukee. It was August and my birthday. Ray took me down to the club and walked me out to the the very last dock and sat me down. With our legs swinging over Lake Michigan I asked him what we were doing out there. He said he was going to give me my birthday present, but I had to wait. And, wait we did. It got darker and darker and I was really wondering what was going on. All at once, there she was. A huge, huge moon began to rise over the lake. She took over the whole sky. I had never seen anything like it before. Slowly she rose, her beams shimmering on the water. I was in complete awe. It was a moment of grace. It was the best birthday present I had ever received. Later Ray gave me a moon and star charm on a gold chain. I bet I have worn that necklace more than any other piece of jewelry. I still wear it for months on end. However, it was the gift of watching that golden yellow moon rise over the lake that I treasure the most.

Last week was the harvest moon. Every evening I was out there watching it rise. One morning, up early, I watched her as she started to set. The moon was so beautiful.

During this full moon time I got up to use the bathroom on night around 2am. Sam got up, too, which is rare. So, out the door we both went. And, again, the moon had me in awe. It was so high up. The light of the moon lit up my yard. I could see very blade of grass. And, the beams seemed to be touching that grass, right in my back yard. I couldn't believe it! I walked out on that dewy grass and stood under a beam. Wow! I was standing in a moon beam. I was mesmerized. I even looked around, thinking there might be fairies dancing! I was once again in a "moon" state of grace.

I believe in signs. I believe in omens. I believe they are all around us if we just are open to them. What did this experience mean? Hmm - I think it meant, to me, that all would be well. I am sheltered in the light. Light of the moon? Light of angels? Light of heaven? I don't know. I do know that I was held, kissed, blessed and loved by that light.

And, for that I am forever grateful.

Rainy Day Plus Thoughts on This & That

2010-09-27T07:12:00.009-04:00

Finally, we had a wonderful day of a gentle rain here in northern Georgia yesterday. It had been close to three weeks since our last rain. Temperatures have been in the low 90s and sometimes very humid, especially in the late afternoon. Looks like it will rain most of today, too. I have about a dozen plants to put into the ground. Tomorrow will be planting day.

I have been walking Sam first thing in the morning, before the sun got too high in the sky. We have increased our walks - one end of the subdivision in the morning (very hilly) and the other end in the early afternoon. I'm still out of breath going up that first hill each day, but it is slowly getting easier to climb. Since our morning walks are in more populated area, I have been meeting more people and their dogs. I think most homes here have at least one dog! It is nice to walk and wave and say, "Good Morning!" to my neighbors. This rarely, if ever, happened in Milwaukee. People driving by always wave, too. Ha! Seems the only waves I got from drivers in Milwaukee were the one finger kind!

I have been doing more and more quilting. I finished the Underground Railroad quilt and am plugging away at Jeannie's quilt - only 6 more blocks to go! I started hand sewing binding on quilts evenings, too. But - only small wall hangings as it is just to hot to sit and hand sew anything bigger. The cord that runs from my camera to my computer so I can download pictures was accidentally slammed in the drawer and sliced, so no pictures to post for now. Tomorrow I will go get a replacement.

Electrical work was completed in my new house. Beautiful detailing in my home, but the lighting was awful. Recessed lights are now in my kitchen and hallway along with one over the bath tub in the guest bathroom. The pantry now has a light fixture in it - no more groping in the dark for a can of beans. I need to purchase a fixture for over the kitchen table, but I can save up for it. After years of sitting in my basement in Milwaukee, the antique chandelier is hung in the dining room now, giving me much joy every evening when I turn it on and dim it. The prisms reflect off the ceiling and it is so pretty. I will post a blog entryabout the chandelier as soon as I can post pictures. Once some drywall patch work is completed in the kitchen, it will be painted a cheery yellow and my roman blinds will be hung. I am looking for a new shower curtain for the guest bathroom and then that room will painted. I'm so tired of the "builder's beige" on all my walls! Things are coming together. I love my house.

Next month I will actively start looking for a part-time job. Mainly to help with finances, but also to give me some structure. I am a people person and am finding a need to be around people more than I am now.

Overall, I am doing OK. I am so very thankful for my dog, Sam - he really keeps me going! I miss Phil. I miss my dog, Lucy Lou. I miss my dog - sweet, little Gracie (still cry over her once a day or so). I am not sleeping well at all, but I function. I get up, walk, shower, eat, work on projects, am meeting friends - I think I look and act pretty normal. But, I know I am very depressed. I've had too many losses in a short time. Too many adjustments - selling my house in Milwaukee, purchasing this house, moving, living in a temporary apartment while I still worked full time, driving back forth 5 times (871 miles each way), retirement and saying good bye to friends and a place I have lived all my life - whoosh! It's a lot!

But, there is so much joy in life too. I love watching the birds at my three feeding stations. The humming birds are getting scarce - living for warmer climates, but other birds are arriving. The plants I have managed to plant are thriving. I am making friends and becoming more active in my area. I am in a book discussion group. I am helping to plan a Halloween party for both the kids and adults on my street. I will start hiking now that the weather is cooling down. Sam - silly, goofy, Sam has me laughing all of the time. He is such a good dog.

Life moves on and I plan to move on with it. It all takes time and I realize that. Time. Things are good and will get better. This, too, shall pass.

Southern Living 101

2010-09-03T19:57:00.015-04:00

I've been living in Canton, GA now for six weeks. Interesting six weeks and it hasn't all been great (see previous posts). But, overall I am loving my location and the people and I know I made the right decision. However, things really are different here than in Milwaukee.

I purchased a cute little white iron bench for my back yard. It is perfect for sitting on when I throw the ball 5 millions times for Sam. It needed a little touch up, so I was in the garage with a can of spray paint when I noticed a large, black spider on the wall of the garage. It was black. With an orange dot on its back. It was protecting a large white sack (egg sack). I ran in the house and googled Black Widow Spider. Yup. That is what I had in the garage. Armed with my can of cream colored spray paint I killed the spider by permanently painting it and its sack to the wall of my garage! What's a girl to do? The next day I did go out and poked open the sack. I also gave it another dose of paint. Black Widow spiders do not exist in Wisconsin. At least not the type with eight legs.

Black Widow spider (picture taken from the web)

After taking a little break to calm my nerves I let Sam out in the back yard. Going to let him in, I noticed he was playing with what looked like a large piece of cellophane. Taking another look, I saw that he was eating it! I ran outside and did another "girly" scream. There was a HUGE EMPTY SNAKE SKIN on the grass. I got Sam inside - minus the piece in his mouth, grabbed a shovel and threw the skin over the fence. Thankfully, it was a recently shed skin and not the snake itself. Seeing a 4-5 foot snake, skin and all, slithering over my grass right after the adventure with the spider might, just might have sent me back to Wisconsin.

Shed snake skin (picture taken from the web)

I am still amazed at the politeness of the people in Georgia. So far, everyone has been exceptionally friendly and helpful. "Yes, ma'am" and "God bless you" seem to be mantras - and I mean that nicely. Although when talking to one gentleman about adopting shelter dogs he "God blessed me" at least 15 times! That did seem like over kill to me. On the other hand, I could use all of the blessings I can get! Seriously, I have not had one experience of rudeness and people seem happy to take that extra moment to give directions, smile, wish me a good day, direct me to the right area and so forth. People seem nicer down here, although I think this may be my own take on things are there are nice people every where.

Meet Uga, the Georgia State football "dawg"

Football season is in full swing. While I am not a football person, the "dawgs" are popular to the point of mania. Really! They are CRAZY about football - high school, college and professional, although high school and college levels seems to have the edge. It is goofy! I have asked a Wisconsin friend to find both Wisconsin State and Green Bay Packer bandanna's for Sam to wear on our walks on Saturday and Sundays. No offense to my fellow Georgians, but you can take a girl out of Wisconsin, but you can't take Wisconsin out of the girl!

And yes - I am a Georgian. I have my new driver's license to prove it. Next pay check will add my license plates! However, I promise not to turn into one of those drivers on 85 who are using their cell phone and lap top while driving 90 mph!

I am now learning about planting flowers and shrubs. Sue gave me the BEST gardening book for this region, "Easy Gardens for the South" by Harvey Cotten, Pamela Crawford and Barbara Pleasant. Since fall seems to be the time to plant most perennial flowers and shrubs, I am constantly pouring through this wonderful book. I can't wait to plant my pansies in October and my bulbs in November and December! So, very different from what I am use to!

So, to sum it up - so far, so good. I'll keep you updated of my adventures in retirement and southern living - both the good and the bad. I'm hoping the bad it over and only good will happen for a long time!

Ahhh, To Bathe

2010-08-31T12:54:00.000-04:00

When I started looking for a house in Georgia I had 3 criterion:

Everything on one floor - a ranch (check)

A fireplace (check)

A big bath tub (ahhhh, check)

Well, I had more things that I wanted, but these were the top three.

I love my bathtub. While it could be about 6" longer (I'm 5'8") I am one happy camper. And, despite the 90+ temps outside, I have been using my tub.

Once I knew I was getting this house, I started purchasing oils, bubble baths, soaps and candles for my tub/bathroom. I love sliding into warm, soapy water that smells good, candles burning, beautiful scents. I'm ahhhh -ing and sighing just thinking about it. I also purchased an awesome stained glass piece to hang in the large window above the tub.

Now, I am mainly a shower girl. I take a shower every morning and down here with the high temps lately, most evenings, too. I have a great shower. But, while a shower makes me feel fresh and clean, a soak in the tub makes me feel mellow and luxurious. Pampered.

I have had some wonderful bath tub experiences, too. Some I can't blog about (wink, wink), but just some great, wonderful baths I am happy to share.

Years ago my then boyfriend and I went to a B&B outside of Milwaukee. We had the place to ourselves, including a bathroom that included a huge, old fashioned claw foot tub. This guy was great (I was very head over heels at the time) and he washed my hair for me while I was soaking in the tub. It was a first for me (he had 3 daughters, so it probably wasn't so special for him), but for me, it was pure heaven.

The bath tubs at the American Club in Kohler, WI are quite the experience, needless to say. So are the showers, but those long, deep tubs are something else. Phil and I went to Kohler many times and I always took advantage of those wonderful, huge bath tubs. They were always long enough for me, too. Coming out of the tub all warm and soft and putting on one of the soft, fluffy bathrobes just made me feel great. And, Phil loved to wash my hair, too. How did I get so lucky twice?

Any man willing to climb into a tub full of bubbles with a woman is tops in my book. Most men (in my opinion and from what I hear from my gal pals) do not like baths and have to be coaxed to join their lady for a soak. They sure don't know what they are missing. Just think of the scene from Pretty Woman. Been there, done that and it was great.

On my list of additional things to purchase for my new home are more bath tub items. I need one of those pillows to rest my head on. More candles - I'm into lavender scents these days, different oils and bubble making potions, a soft bath brush. Maybe some really, really good rich, dark chocolate to nibble on. I don't need music playing - I love the sound of the popping bubbles.

There are many simple things in life to savor. For me, a long bath is one of them. Even 5 or 10 minutes in the tub can relax me to the point of mush.

Don't call me after 8pm tonight. I don't have to tell you where I will be and I don't want to be disturbed!

What Gracie Taught Me

2010-08-23T08:46:00.024-04:00

On Saturday, August 21, 2010 I had to put down my beloved doggie girl, Gracie.

On August 1, I euthanized Lucy Lou, my wonderful dog. Lucy Lou was an older girl (see previous post) and in ill health. I had been expecting this day and while it came a few months sooner than I had hoped, it came never the less.

Two weeks later I adopted Sam, my goof ball, 1-year old pup from the local shelter. Gracie hadn't been eating and had been very lethargic since Lucy Lou died. I thought another dog might cheer both of us up. I also knew Gracie was over 10 years old and while she looked and acted like a pup, I figured she still had 4-6 years left. If I got another younger dog now, when Gracie died at a ripe old age, I would still have the other dog. Sam's charm took a few days, but in less than a week, Gracie was returning to her own self and eating again.

They had just started to play together. Sniffing each other and doing some little chasing of each other. While at my sister's house, having a wonderful early birthday celebration, I had both dogs out. While I am still now quite sure what happened, they either collided while running together or Sam jumped on Gracie in play, but whatever happened, Gracie's back was broken.

I knew immediately that she was seriously hurt. Hysterical and crying, I scooped my Gracie-girl up in my arms and ran into the house. Sue called the emergency vet clinic and Marlon and I drove. I knew it was bad. I had heard of this happening with two dogs playing. My worst nightmare came true. They could operate and she might be OK after a long recuperation. The cost would be well over $4,000 and there were no guarantees. So, wrapped in a little blanket, in the same room I had put Lucy Lou down less then 3 weeks earlier, Gracie crossed the Rainbow Bridge. I held her and the vet sat on the floor so she could die sitting in my lap. She pressed her head on my chest, looked up at me and licked my arm right before the injection. My sweet little Gracie was gone.

I won't go into how devastated I am. The sense of "why me?" with losing Phil in May and then two my dogs in less then 3 weeks. That is all my own personal pain. What I do want to write about is all that Gracie taught me.

Gracie was spoiled rotten, pampered, adored and loved.

Gracie was a smart, loving dog. She was half poodle (her smarts) and half Lhasa Apso (her protectiveness). While she could appear very aggressive when first meeting people, within 5 minutes she would be on their lap wanting their undivided attention and devotion. She could do darling tricks and I was still teaching her new tricks. She followed me around into every room and slept in my bed, curled up next to me.

But, what Gracie gave me - what she taught me - goes far beyond tricks.

Never having children, Gracie taught me how to really care for another little life, other than my own. For the first time in my life I had a little soul that depended completely on me. It changed my life for ever and for the good. Gracie taught me to put someone else before my self - a concept I knew and had done before, but now I lived every day. She depended on me. She taught me to be less self absorbed, less selfish.

Gracie's needs came before my own. This was a new concept for me. I couldn't be selfish with her. She needed to be fed, let out, groomed, played with, taught and loved. My life changed. I had to go directly home after work. I walked her, I played with her. I bought her food and treats. She sat next to me on my chair when I watched TV. Gracie taught me responsibility.

When I first got Gracie, I went bonkers. I had little outfits for her, I had winter coats made for her, she had Halloween costumes. She was the "child" I never had. Poor dog. She tolerated all of it. In fact, she knew how adorable she was and the dog clothes and coats made her feel even more like the princess she was becoming. Gracie taught me how to care for another being. She taught me tolerance.

Besides teaching her many tricks, Gracie knew probably between 40-50 words. Play, go get it, sit, stay, dance, bye bye, walk, car, night night, squirrel (her nemesis) to name a few. Plus she knew names of people such as Auntie Susie, David, Daddy, Auntie Mary Sue and momma. Although, I have to admit, Gracie learned fast and was so smart, this all took time. Gracie taught me patience.

Then there is the unconditional love. Gracie and I adored each other. As I walked in my house every night there she was - her little tail wagging so hard she could hardly stand. I talked to her like she was a person and on some level, she understood. She stayed closed to me though much laughter, many tears, my joys and my sorrows - she was always there, never judgemental, always understanding - always seeming to say, "I know, Momma, I know. And, I love you no matter what." Gracie taught me to be kinder, to listen better, to give my love more freely. She taught me not to judge others too harshly.

Pre-Lucy Lou, Gracie went every where with me. She loved riding in the car and visiting people. I joked, "Gracie is here to spread her love and to be adored!" And, she was. Gracie spread her love throughout my family. We are all grieving her untimely death. My friends, too, are shocked and saddened, both for little Gracie and for me, too, knowing how much I loved her. We all did.

I do need to mention what Lucy Lou taught me. Lucy Lou was completely deaf the last 2 years of her life. Yet, it didn't slow her down. She loved her walks, she played and she loved her belly rubs. She still gave great hugs. She adapted. She learned hand gestures and relied on facial expressions. She lived her life. She loved to sniff everything she possibly could and really enjoyed sitting in the yard enjoying the outdoors. Lucy Lou taught me perseverance and how to over come obstacles.

I loved Lucy Lou and now Sam, too (he makes it very difficult not to love him!). They are great dogs and enrich(ed) my life immensely. But, no matter how many dogs come in and out of my life, they will never be my little Gracie.

There is a little stepping stone with engraving outside my front door that I will always strive to live up to. It reads, "May I always be the person my dog thinks I am." When I purchased it I thought of Gracie and how much she gives me and asks for so little in return.

Thank you, Gracie, for all that you gave me and all that you taught me, for all the love and for all of your crazy antics (and for putting up with mine). I know you are with Uncle Billy, Grandma and Grandpa and Phil and they are all giving you belly rubs and telling you just how adorable you are. I know Lucy Lou was waiting to welcome you and while she is sniffing, you are chasing squirrels around doggie heaven to your little heart's content.

I also know when it my time to pass the first spirit I long to see will be you. You, waiting at the door, your little tail wagging and wagging. We will take long walks together, snuggle like crazy and I will give you belly rubs as long as you like, forever and ever.

I love you and I miss you, my sweet little dog.

Butterflies

2010-08-17T11:15:00.015-04:00

Last Friday I had the privilege of meeting my blogging friend, Misti. Click here to visit her awesome blog. She took me to a beautiful garden and home decor store called Scottsdale. We enjoyed coffee while drooling over all of the beautiful items for sale as well as the plants outside. The best part was knowing that I now have another new friend "live and in person!"

I had noticed a plant in my neighbor, Shane's, yard that really attracted butterflies. It peeks just over the fence and I would see 6 or 7 butterflies at a time. I saw this plant while with Misti and she told me it was called lantana. Over the weekend I saw Shane and told him how much I was enjoying his lantana and the butterflies and he surprised me by giving me a HUGE pot with two HUGE lantana plants that he did have the time or room to plant in his yard.

While it still isn't in the ground, I have been watering the plant and as soon as the ground is soft enough to dig (please, let us get some rain) it will go under my bedroom window. I will be able to enjoy it from my bedroom and while sitting in my porch. As soon as it was placed, the butterflies started coming to visit.I love this picture that highlights not only a beautiful butterfly and the lantana, but also the dragonfly stained glass pieces I have in my bedroom window.

Today I snapped some shots of the butterflies. However, they were scared off by a furious creature that snuck into my yard. As Misti would say, "RAWWWRRRRR!"

Julie Ann -vs- Crab Grass

2010-08-16T10:18:00.002-04:00

It's war.

Me against the crab grass that took over my yard.

I've won in the back yard, but there is a huge battle going on in the front yard. I think I am starting to win the battle, but, boy, it ain't easy.

I'm use to my lush, beautiful grass in Wisconsin. Grass down here is different, but it can look beautiful. My neighbors have great lawns and they, too, have to work at it.

So, I sit on the ground or sidewalk and pull, pull, pull. After the crab grass is pulled, the lawn looks scares. Big, brown, dirt spots. Well - the grass better hurry up and start to fill in. Otherwise - it's next!

SAM, I AM!

2010-08-14T15:02:00.012-04:00

Meet Sam, the newest member of my household!

OK, OK - I know I said I would wait a couple of months before I adopted another dog. I know I said I would never have a "boy" dog. I know I said I would never have another dog that sheds (although he won't shed nearly as much as Lucy Lou).

BUT - JUST LOOK AT THIS FACE!

Who can resist this face? I am such a sucker for a handsome face

(George Clooney, move over)

I had been to the Cherokee County Shelter once before and went today on a lark. Took one look at old Mr. Mellow (his stupid shelter name) and fell in love. Brought Gracie back to meet him, got my nephew Paul's blessing, and we are all home.

Sam's "tough guy" look. It doesn't work. He is a mush.

Sam is a terrier mix (where did those ears come from?), about 17 lbs. (needs a few more pounds) and a real love. Sam appears to be completely housebroken and knows how to "sit." He is goofy, lovable and quite a happy fellow. He is approximately 1 1/2 years old.

Gracie doesn't seem so depressed and is starting to eat her kibble again (just in case Sam eats it first). I think we will all be OK.

Doggie Spa Morning

2010-08-12T10:07:00.005-04:00

Gracie is feeling a little depressed lately. Well, to be truthful, we both are. It's been a lot lately for us - Phil's death, the move, driving to and from Wisconsin several times, finally driving down for good, adjusting to retirement, Sally and Amy's visit (a very good thing) and then Lucy Lou's death. Whew! I am surprised we are both able to get out of bed in the morning.

Gracie was looking a little raggy and matted so I called around and got her into the groomers for a complete make over. I wanted her fur cut very short because of the high temps down here lately.

She came back looking (and smelling) lovely. The bows only lasted a short time, but long enough for me to get these pictures.

Even after a spa morning, Gracie still looks sad. She misses her doggie sister, Lucy Lou.

We are both adjusting. We miss those who have passed. Gracie still isn't eating like she should, but we are both doing better. I'm looking into adopting another rescue dog to keep us both company. Life goes on.

But, truthfully, what girl doesn't feel better after a day at the spa? Hmmm, where are the yellow pages? I think I find a day spa and book time for myself - but at a spa for humans!

Gal Pal Visit

2010-08-12T09:48:00.011-04:00

On July 25, one day after I finally arrived in Canton and in my new home for good, Sally and Amy arrived for a visit!

Sally & Amy on my porch

We all had a good visit, but we all agree it was very strange.

First, Sally and Amy stopped at a restaurant on the drive down for breakfast and both got food poisoning. So, they were both under the weather for a couple of days. Sally got a UTI on top of the poisoning and we spent a couple of hours at the hospital ER so she could be meds.

It was so hot that the girls, recovering, really didn't handle the heat well. Truthfully, none of us did. Amy spent one night with her sister in Anderson, NC and on Friday left for Nashville to visit another friend. Sally and I just hung out. This included Sally treating me to a pedicure! Something we both love.

Sally getting a pedicure

Unfortunately, Lucy Lou (my doggie girl) started failing on Thursday. On Sunday after dropping Sally off at a midway point between here and Nashville to meet up with Amy, I had to put Lucy Lou down. (A story to painful to write about now.)

But, we had fun including wonderful Armenian dinner at Sue and Marlon's house, Sally cooking a great Puerto Rican meal here, a trip to Helen, GA and many laughs and great conversation. We ate well! It didn't matter what was going on around us, as along as we were together. That is what friendship is all about.

Amy and Sally assured me they would come again, but never in July or August! I'm hoping for Thanksgiving!

Lucy Lou

2010-08-02T09:40:00.012-04:00

The Rainbow Bridge

By the edge of the woods, at the foot of a hill
is a lush green meadow where time stands still
Where friends of man and woman do run
when their time on earth is over and done.

For here between this world and the next
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land they wait and play
Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.

No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness
For here they are whole, their life full of gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.

They romp through the grass, without even a care
Until one day they stop, and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forwards, eyes dart front and back
Then all of a sudden, one darts from the pack.

For just at the instant, their eyes have met;
Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past
The time of their parting is over at last.

The sadness they felt when they were apart
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever
Then side by side they cross over . . . together.

1998 Steve and Diane Bodofsky

Lucy Lou

Unknown - August 1, 2010

Saying Goodbye - A Surprise

2010-07-25T20:06:00.005-04:00

Ellen wasn't at my goodbye party on Friday and I wondered why. Several people couldn't attend because they were cleaning up after the major flooding Milwaukee had the days previous. Later I received a phone message from her that she was working a special duty at E33. Well, E33 was closed to my temporary digs. Guess what? After dinner the whole crew showed up! They stayed only long enough for Ellen to say goodbye and we shared lots of hugs.

Ellen was an adjunct lieutenant for a recruit class years ago at the Academy and I just loved working with her. She is now a captain. I hear battalion chief is in her near future! (And she would have earned it, too!)

Thanks Ellen and the crew at E33! It was a great way to end a great day!

Saying Goodbye Part III - Farewll MFD

2010-07-23T09:25:00.015-04:00

I have worked in some great departments in my 32+ years with the City of Milwaukee. I have worked in some awful departments, too. I have met some "interesting" people and I have made lifelong friends. Working for the government has its perks. In over 32 years I have never asked for a raise, had excellent health insurance, never paid more than a few dollars for a prescription, had dental insurance, and great vacation benefits. When my parents were ill and needed my care I used FMLA time, no questions asked. If you work hard enough, promotions were available. I was able to move to different departments, learn a lot within each department and never lose a benefit. I must say that when I worked for the Milwaukee Public Schools I worked for some wacko principals, but overall the experience has been wonderful.

By far, the very best department I have ever worked for is the Milwaukee Fire Department, Bureau of Instruction and Training. Working last 7 years at the Academy has been an honor and a privilege. I worked with hard working, dedicated men and women who really care about the department. The amazing thing is that they put up with me!

My chief asked me what I wanted to do to celebrate my retirement. I said I wanted our annual potluck picnic back in the utility building. Nice and simple and no fuss (at least for me). And, that is what I got. Just what I wanted. I also received a plaque, flowers, lots of chocolate and hugs.

Here are pics of some of the awesome people I had the honor of working with.

With Captain Caroline

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Heide and Dave

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Chiefs Michael T and Michael

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Chris, Dave, John & Mark

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Gerard, Dan, Mark and Darrin

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My friend Martha and I had a hard time getting together,

so she joined us at the Academy. Martha and I met at DCD

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Last but not least, Judy and me.

I loved working with Judy the last 7 years. Thanks for not only being

a great co-worker, but a wonderful friend, too. You're the best!

Saying Goodbye, Part II

2010-07-22T08:57:00.017-04:00

About 6 years ago the house next door to me was for sale and David came to look at it. We talked over the fence and although he didn't buy the house (we found him a better one) a great friendship was born. We have seen each other through a lot of good times and bad times. Maybe wearing these hats is one of the bad times! LOL

David and his daughter, Nicole. Now a beautiful 14 year old and ready for high school, she was only 8 when I first met her. Pictures taken July 14, 2010

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With Jan and Terri. We all worked for the City's Marketing Department at one time. Jan retired last October and is busier than ever. We had a great dinner and it was fun to catch up. Jan is planning a road trip down in spring and dragging Terri with her! Picture taken July 16, 2010

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After meeting with Jan and Terri I went to drop off baby presents to Pam. Patrick and Pam's little boy will be born July 30! Shannon will be a big sister!

I had this opportunity to say my good-byes to Pam and my little Shannon. OK - cute pictures but when Shannon was standing on the curb waving good-bye and saying, "I'll miss you, Aunty. I love you!" Well, it felt like my heart was being ripped out. Pictures taken July 16, 2010

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What can I say about my beautiful Church Ladies? I have written about them before. They are the wind beneath my wings. Sharon, me, Lori, Cheryl, Amy, Janet and Carrie. Missing (locally) are Kristin, Joanne and Pat. Also missing are Nikki, Miki and Sally, who live in different states.
Thank you for hosting, Sharon. Carrie - the ritual was beautiful. Pictures taken July 17, 2010

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With Kate and Brent. Kate has been a great friend for many, many years. It was fun watching their courtship and they had the most meaningful wedding ceremony I have ever been to. I credit Kate with helping me get through a difficult time in my life. Sixteen plus years, dear Kate! Thank you so much for all of your love and support. Pictures taken July 21, 2010.

Saying Goodbye, Part I

2010-07-11T11:10:00.022-04:00

As much as I am ready to move permanently to Canton, GA, I am finding saying good bye is harder than I thought it would be. My friends and I are trying to get together as much as possible lately. Little get together's are being held in my "honor." It's fun, but bittersweet, too.

Some people I know I will remain friends with, stay in contact and see again, but there are others I realize that, while being an important part of my life for many years, I may never see again. It's sad, but it is part of life. People come in and out of our lives for many reasons. Hopefully, we enrich each other's life and make a positive difference before we move on.

The next couple of posts will feature my friends and co-workers as we get together before I leave.

I've known Terri for 18 years. I was one of the interviewers who hired Terri to DCD!This was taken at her granddaughter's birthday in May, 2010

Here we are with Terri's daughter, Lindsey, at Lindsey's 22nd birthday celebration. I've known Lindsey since she was 4 years old. Terri would bring her into work occasionally and Lindsey always had her doll with her. Now she is holding her own daughter's doll.

With Terri's mom, Pam, Lindsey, granddaughter, Taylor, and sister, Mindy. Mindy also is a City employee. Pictures taken July 10, 2010

With my former beau, Michael. We dated for a year in the late 1990s and have remained friends. We manage to talk every few months and have lunch and/or dinner together at least once a year. He is a great guy and I am blessed to have not only been loved by him, but to still have him in my life. (See, Michael - you look great in pictures when you smile!) Picture taken July 11, 2010.

Treading Water

2010-06-29T09:49:00.005-04:00

This is the pool in my subdivision where I do my "treading"

I am down in Georgia this week, returning for to Milwaukee on July 4 for my last few weeks of work. Then I will be down here for good! Whew!

Every evening since I've been here I have gone to the pool. It is a large saltwater pool and in the early evening hours not crowded at all. The water is warm, but refreshing. I realize just how out of shape I am! I was always a strong swimmer, but I found myself huffing and puffing after 10 strokes!

I was raised on water, or so it seems. My parents always rented cottages "up north" in Wisconsin. I remember taking swimming lessons at a local high school when I was young, but it was my father who really taught me (and my sisters) how to swim. My mom wasn't much of a water gal, but my dad just loved swimming and water activities. He learned to water ski at age 60! As kids my friend, Bethy and I spent hours in her small swimming pool located in her backyard and both our parents took us to local lakes for swimming and picnics. The hours Bethy and I spent in the water when we were young! It is amazing we didn't grow fins (as my mother said we would)! My parents eventually purchased lake property in northern Wisconsin, built a house and retired there. Oh - the fun my family had at that lake house!

One of my favorite things to do in the water is to tread water. When I was younger I really could do it for hours. Basically staying in one place, arms and legs moving, watching the clouds, the shoreline, the birds and insects, I just loved it.

So now, in a swimming pool in Georgia, I find myself in the deepest area of the pool (5 feet) treading water. While I still try to do laps - and I am noticing a difference in my stamina every day - I realize that treading water probably gives me the same amount of exercise - all my body parts are moving and I can enjoy both the people and nature all around me.

Last evening, alone in the pool except for one other lone swimmer, I was enjoying the big, puffy white clouds when it occurred to me that not only was I treading water in the pool, but in real life, too. Caught between still working full time and retirement in less than a month, I have no need where to go anywhere in particular, but need to keep paddling and my head above the water.

The future is wide open to me now. I will need to find a part-time job this fall, but I can take my time. I can swim a little and tread water. Or, I can keep treading water for a while and just rest. There are so many things I want to do and experience. Now I have all the time in the world.

I don't want to tread water forever. Good exercise as it is, I need to work my mind, push myself to do a few more strokes, swim from one end to the other and keep going, get my body and mind in better shape.

But, for now it is okay to stop, tread the water, watch the clouds, talk to a neighbor, follow the path of a dragonfly. As long as my head is above the water!

Now You See Me, Now You Don't

2010-06-21T10:10:00.008-04:00

I need window treatments for my kitchen window and glass door in my new home. Yes, it looks out to the green belt - full of trees, but this city girl is use to closing the house up at night.

My first night in my new home I sat down for a very late supper at my kitchen table and noticed my reflection in the window. I realized any one could look in and see me. I realized there was probably no one out there to look in and see me. I realized that being a woman who lived in the city all her life (single a great percentage of it) I always closed all curtains, blinds, drapes - whatever it was covering my windows as soon as it got dark. It is called self protection. In my 20s I took a women's self defence class offered by the Milwaukee Police Department. One piece of advice - close window treatments at dusk. I took it seriously.

So, sitting there eating dinner was freaking me out. I have nice blinds on every single window in my home (provided by the builder) and am slowly adding additional window treatments to these windows, but the builder seems to have forgotten the kitchen window and door. I hadn't noticed this before and since I had enough fabric from my last home to make valences for these two windows, that was my plan. Valences won't work now. They won't cover the whole window pane when darkness falls.

What to do? I settled on Romans shades. They don't take up much room or sunlight during the day, but would add the color needed in the room. Pulled down at night they would give my paranoid mind peace!

I've been pouring over catalogs and drapery internet sites and came up with nothing I liked. Nada. I googled a pattern to make my own, but it is a little beyond my capabilities. My sister Suzanne knows of an excellent seamstress in her area who can and will make them for me. Perfect. Now, to find material. I poured over internet options, visited local fabric shops. Nada. I knew just exactly what I wanted, but why isn't it out there?

Finally I found this fabric at Calico Corners (sounds like a quilt shop but it is not). It is as close to what I had pictured as possible and will go well with my china and other kitchen decor. As an old friend would say, "It is very Julie Ann-ish." And, it is. So, I will order the fabric, get it down to Georgia and in 2-3 months I should have my shades.

By that time I will probably be use to seeing my reflection in the window at night and realize there are no bogymen out there!

Long Drives/Good Books

2010-06-17T14:36:00.012-04:00

I have been listening to audio books in my car for years. I just love it. Not only am I able to "read" more books, but it makes driving so much more pleasant. Audio books opened up a whole new world of books for me.

Some "readers" (the people who read the book on the CD, usually professional actors) I like better than others. I have reserved audio books from the public library based on the reader - again, leading me to books I probably never would have picked up and read.

Last month I drove to Canton, GA with my doggie girls to spend time settling into my new home. Thank goodness I had two audio books to listen to during the 13 1/2 hour drive down and then back. Listening to books made the long drive go by faster. On the way home, the last couple of hours I finished up the 2nd book I took for the trip. Luckily, I was able to listen to NPR the rest of the trip, but it wasn't the same.

In a week I will be making the long drive again. This time I am bringing 3 books on the trip. Over 30 hours of "reading" time. It is still a 13 1/2 drive for me and audio books or not, I'm still exhausted when I arrive and tired the next day. But, the drive time goes faster, I feel I stay more alert, and it's fun.

Try it. You'll like it!

P.S. All said and done - nothing will ever replace snuggling down in a comfy chair and just reading a good book. As much as I love my Kindle, which is also great for travel (although not while driving LOL), I still love turning the pages and losing my self in the magic of words.

Little Sewing Machine

2010-06-14T19:38:00.002-04:00

I have been hauling this little "toy" sewing machine around for years. I think it might have been mine as a child, but I don't remember it. It is in mint condition and still works. In fact, when I pulled it out of its original box there was still a scrap of material on it.

Can anyone tell me something about it?

Welcome Home Pictures

2010-06-08T20:15:00.031-04:00

Here are some pictures of my new home in Georgia. My house is a work in progress so it isn't 100% (& probably never will be!). I didn't include pictures of the dining room because it is still full of boxes and misc. moving things. Also, I only included one picture of my master bedroom because that room will be decorated after I make a quilt for the bed this winter. The room will be decorated around the quilt. But, this is it so far. I just love it! (You may double click on most pictures to get a better look.)

It may seem like a funny place to start, but these are some of the

beautiful shelves in the garage built by Marlon, my wonderful brother-in-law

Welcome to my front porch. I've already had my morning coffee there

many times. Humming birds come to the feeder, too.

Front door greeting

Front door

I love these curtains in my living room from Country Curtains

"Hall way" table

I love the fireplace and will decorate the mantel per the seasons

Living room, looking from dining room

Looking into kitchen from the dining room

One side of kitchen - I forgot to take a picture of the sink side

New kitchen set - looking into porch

Kitchen back door

Screened porch off kitchen

View over the back fence - green belt area

Love this view

Back fence

Master bedroom with Friendship Star quilt

Quilting room closet with wonderful shelves built by the

best brother-in-law in the world

Quilting room window with window valence I made out

of one of my mom's old table clothes

Guest bedroom corner

Guest bedroom wall - thank you Suzanne, Barbara & Jennifer

Guest bathroom with my "glowing" head.

Yes, I sure am!

Grocery Shopping

2010-05-30T11:44:00.005-04:00

Yesterday I went into my local Publix grocery store. I have been in the store several times and am always impressed at how helpful the employees are.

Twice I had employees approach me asking if they could help me. Each time I laughed and stated that I was new to the area and was slowly finding my way around not only Publix, but the whole Canton, GA area. Both times the employees smiled and welcomed me to Georgia.

When I couldn't find the exact type of cheese I wanted an employee walked me over to the area it was located, laughing that he didn't understand why they kept this particular cheese in this area, away from the other cheeses. HE WALKED ME OVER TO THE CHEESE.

Now, in Milwaukee at the Pick 'n Saves I shop in it is hard to even find an employee for assistance, let alone have them walk me to an item I am searching for. Usually it is a point of the finger and a general aisle area.

When I checked out the lady who bagged my groceries - yes, BAGGED MY GROCERIES, offered to WALK THEM TO MY CAR! This nice lady probably had 25 years on me! Of course, I declined and thanked her for offering.

And, on my way out I stopped by the customer service desk and asked for the manager. When she approached with a worried look on her face I thanked her for her store and the great employees she has. We had a pleasant, short conversation where I told her my good experiences in this store would never happen in Milwaukee.

I'm liking it here!

Still Here, There and Everywhere (or so it seems)

2010-05-21T09:45:00.003-04:00

The move went very well. The new house in Georgia is everything I could have hoped for and more. I am about 85% unpacked. Boy, unpacking is sure easier and much less stressful than packing!

I'm back in Milwaukee for now, but return to Georgia for next week for a stay. My project for that visit will be to unpack my quilting room, set it up and START TO SEW AGAIN! YAHOO!

My first project will be to make a curtain for the quilting room window out of an old table cloth my Mom used. It is funky - old, a little stained and a few small holes in it, but I think it will look OK. Maybe with today's new laundry technology (stain removers) I can get it looking a little better, but I don't really care. It will be fine.

I will post pictures of my new house once I am down there again. And, two months from now I should be in Georgia permanently!

Nocturnal Wanderings

2010-04-27T11:25:00.007-04:00

I'm not sleeping well. Getting ready for my move to Georgia, thinking about finances, wondering when the movers are coming, wondering when they will deliver my stuff in Georgia, moving into my sub-leased apartment - it is keeping me awake.

Most nights between 2:30am and 3:00am my eyes open and I'm awake. Lately, after about 20 minutes I just get up and go down and try to read or make lists or get on the computer for a while. My doggie girls, Gracie and Lucy Lou stay in the bedroom sound asleep. They are so use to these wanderings they don't even look up anymore. Smart dogs. Sometime around 4:30ish I return to bed and fall into a deep sleep only to be awakened by the alarm clock less than an hour later. I feel like a zombie.

I'm emotionally strung out, stressed out and ready to have a major meltdown at any time or place.

People keep asking if I am excited about the move. No. I am not. I want it to be over and done with. My house is so full of boxes I can hardly move around. I can't clean because of the boxes so there are dust bunnies every where (Lucy Lou is shedding like a crazy dog). Thank goodness for Amy and David, good friends who have helped me stay focused and came to help pack. I now think I have a pretty good grip on the packing. My nephew, Patrick, is doing some touch up painting on the porch that the buyer's needed to have completed for their loan to go through. Thank goodness for Patrick (and my great-nephew, Aaron). I also had my chimney replaced per the inspection report.

I am moving most of my temporary things into the apartment May 2. The movers are coming May 6 or 7 with closing on the Milwaukee house on May 7. I will pre-sign all of the paperwork and I have until 6pm to be out of the house. I fly to Georgia May 8. Closing on the Canton, GA house is Monday, May 10. Movers will be there sometime between May 11-13. I fly home on May 17.

I've been busy calling utilities, insurance agents, cable companies. I'm making lists that are a mile long.

Please please, please let this be over. Please, please, please let me sleep.

You know when I will be excited? I am driving down May 27 - June 5. This trip I am looking forward to. While I will be unpacking boxes and organizing the new house, I can relax and do it at my own pace. I can sit by the community swimming pool. I can go to the mountains. I can explore my neighborhood and introduce myself to my neighbors. Life will be good.

In the meantime, I'm a zombie!

New Home Sweet Home

2010-04-11T07:22:00.005-04:00

My friend, Nancy, read somewhere of the most stressful times of a persons life. Like those surveys that list the top ten most stressful jobs. So, not surprising to me, right up there on the top three most stressful times of a persons life is selling and buying a house. Duh! I am proof of that.

After a whirlwind week of looking at houses, putting an offer on one, pulling out of that offer due to a bad realtor and being jerked around on what was an easy deal and extremely strong offer and literally sealing the deal on the way to the airport on another house, I bought a home in Canton, GA! Whew!

And, while it was more than I really wanted to pay, with the help of my realtor in Georgia, Robert Doyle, I got a wonderful deal on a brand new home. Yes - a brand new home, as in I am the first owner after the builder!

It is in the newer subdivision on the north side of Canton. It is a "cottage" style home - 3 bedrooms, master bedroom has huge walk in closet and wonderful bath (yes, I got a spa tub!), it has a living room and dining room combination with a beautiful fireplace. Attached garage! Laundry area and office nook! Nice kitchen with small breakfast area, granite counter tops and pretty backsplash. Off the kitchen is a screened in porch that opens to a small, fenced in backyard that borders a greenbelt (can never be developed). Cute front porch just perfect for rocking chairs. While the 2 other bedrooms are small, one will be a perfect guest bedroom and the other will be my quilting room. It is steps away from the office nook where I will keep my sewing machine and large enough for my ironing board and cutting table. Lots of closet space in the home, too. And, the best thing - it is a ranch, not step! NO STEPS!

My annual HOA fees include a huge, beautiful pool, a kiddie pool, tennis courts, a basketball courts, club house, etc. The area is relatively flat so it will be good for walking the doggie girls.

the house was almost at the top end of my price range, so I will be getting a part-time job later in the fall, but I feel I got a great deal and I know it is a good fit for me. Jen asked if I would work in a quilt store! Ha! I am afraid I would spend all of my money on fabric! But, who knows? My first thought is to work for a temp agency like ManPower so I can pick when I want to work and for how long at a stretch.

So, now the packing continues. The closings are in the 2nd week in May so while I have time, that will go fast. I also will need to move enough of my things over to my friends place for the next 3 1/2 months until I can actually retire. But, things are falling into place.

Home is where the heart is and I know this new house will quickly become my home. It will be difficult to leave my current home, but a young couple is buying it and will make changes and maybe even start a family here. My new home is less than an hour from my sister and 20 minutes from my nephew. I am already planning to host Thanksgiving and Christmas.

It's all good.

Happy Easter

2010-04-04T11:10:00.003-04:00

I love springtime in the South. I'm in Georgia for a weekend spending time with family and looking at houses. This year the Japanese cherry trees are spectacular. All of the flowering trees are pretty. Flowers are blooming - it a lovely.

Spring is the time for rebirth - in all ways. The earth is shedding its cold blanket and flowers are pushing their way through the dirt towards the sun and leaves are budding on the trees and plants.

For me it is the time of change. My house is sold and I will close on it May 11. I am here now looking for a new place to call home in the Canton, GA area. But, since I can't retire until August 23, I will be temporarily moving into a friends upper duplex for 3 1/2 months in Milwaukee. Luckily, it is basically furnished so I only have to move in what I the very basics of what I will need for both myself and my doggie girls - no furniture, dishes - nada!. Hopefully, all of my belongings will be safe and sound in my new home in Georgia.

So, metaphorically, it is now a rebirth of myself, too. I will no longer be a "working" person, but a "retired" person, although I plan to get a part-time job after the holidays this year. I will be living in a whole new region of the United States - new state and new city. I will be making new friends, joining new groups and trying new activities. I know I will be busy and happy.

I am letting go of an old life and building a new one. Like the little flowers in my yard, I am pushing my way up towards the sun, feeling it warm me and pull me towards it.

Life is good and it will continue to be so. Hectic and crazy for the next few months, but good. It's time, it is my season of change and I intend to embrace this time for all it is worth!