I keep getting calls from Washington DC. The only problem is they come when I am away from my phone and can't answer them. Argh! I'm just sure it's President Trump calling me to tell me that I am hired!
Seriously. Maybe it's because I don't watch the news very much. But I never realized how many jobs the president has to fill before he takes office. So it kind of makes sense right? I mean there are so many jobs to be filled surely one of them must be for me. Not that I don't have a good job because I do. But I also have a good imagination. So.........
Ring ring. "Hello?" "Hello. This is Donald Trump. You're hired!" Oh man. If I could just stop missing those calls. I just know it's Mr. Trump!
But if he doesn't call me (I don't know why he wouldn't) I'm pretty sure my imagination will continue. For example this weekend I made a new planter bowl for my office. As I sit across from it doing my work I can't help imagining that it is a jungle! Umbrellaed by the taller schefflera plants that remind me of palm trees, the lamp standing a few feet away is the sun that tries hard to reach through the thick vines of the jungle. I imagine myself walking through it, hearing twigs crack beneath my feet and the wings of birds as they take flight, escaping what they perceive to be danger---me.
Yeah.....I'm plagued with a huge imagination. Many nights I've dreamed I was a firefighter or doctor. Somehow I just knew what to do even though at the same time I didn't have a clue. And then there are those dreams that I'm flying off to some tropical destination in a plane with no top but the wind isn't blowing and it looks a lot more like a living room than an airplane but feels more like I'm flying than sitting in my living room.
I'm pretty sure you get the picture. It's always like that. Not exactly a Walter Mitty but not that far from him either!
So Mr. Trump. If you've got a job that requires a middle aged mom who refuses to act her age, has ADD and a wild imagination, I'm your gal. You've got my number. And I'll try to answer next time I see Washington DC on my caller ID!
Wednesday, January 18, 2017
Friday, January 6, 2017
Ah, Rats!
We have new neighbors. Well maybe neighbors is not the right word. Squatters would probably be a better description. They did not ask if they could move in. A lease was not signed and they did not pay a deposit or any rent.
Who are these new neighbors? How can they be so bold as to just move in that way? And to top it off they have been stealing Pippa's dog toys! The nerve!
Not long ago I came face to face with one of our new neighbors. As I was letting Pippa out the back door, I looked down between the planks on the deck. Sticking up between the planks was a wiggling little pink nose with long whiskers. And behind those whiskers were two beady little brown eyes.
A rat! Now I have heard that rats can't see very well. I have no idea if that is true or not. But this ugly little guy seemed to be looking right at me. As he turned to move away I saw his long snake like tail. In fact I am pretty sure there are at least two of those creatures who have now made their home under our deck. And no. I am not excited about it in the least.
When Pippa goes outside to do her business she pretty much always takes a toy. Sometimes she forgets her toys outside. Those rats have started collecting them and taking them up under the deck where we can't get them back. So now I find myself going outside in the dark, wearing my pjs and skating socks, searching for dog toys that have gotten left outside so the rats won't get them!
Rats. Seriously. I never would have thought it. There they are all snuggled up with Pippa's toys and nothing we can do about it. I certainly hope they decide to move along soon. And yes. They can take the toys with them!
Who are these new neighbors? How can they be so bold as to just move in that way? And to top it off they have been stealing Pippa's dog toys! The nerve!
Not long ago I came face to face with one of our new neighbors. As I was letting Pippa out the back door, I looked down between the planks on the deck. Sticking up between the planks was a wiggling little pink nose with long whiskers. And behind those whiskers were two beady little brown eyes.
A rat! Now I have heard that rats can't see very well. I have no idea if that is true or not. But this ugly little guy seemed to be looking right at me. As he turned to move away I saw his long snake like tail. In fact I am pretty sure there are at least two of those creatures who have now made their home under our deck. And no. I am not excited about it in the least.
When Pippa goes outside to do her business she pretty much always takes a toy. Sometimes she forgets her toys outside. Those rats have started collecting them and taking them up under the deck where we can't get them back. So now I find myself going outside in the dark, wearing my pjs and skating socks, searching for dog toys that have gotten left outside so the rats won't get them!
Rats. Seriously. I never would have thought it. There they are all snuggled up with Pippa's toys and nothing we can do about it. I certainly hope they decide to move along soon. And yes. They can take the toys with them!
Sunday, January 1, 2017
Resolutions
OK so we just started a brand-new year. And as usual I wanted to be asleep at midnight. This year I actually got to do that! I don't know why but the countdown just is not a big deal to me. I've never noticed anything different after midnight. Nothing has changed except the date. I've tried to get excited about it but it just doesn't happen.
So maybe that's one reason I don't make resolutions. I don't have a problem with those who do. But I've just never figured out anything that I thought I should do on January 1 that I shouldn't of done on December 31.
At this point I guess you could say I'm just getting old. Of course that doesn't give an answer for the last 50 something years that I've been on this earth and not made New Year's resolutions. But really. Is it necessary for there to be a brand-new year for us to make changes in our lives?
Resolution. I am resolved to being open to make those changes every day, not just on January 1. I may not always do it right. Sometimes I completely fail. But I'm gonna try.
One thing I do know is "...we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.”
Romans 8:28
So I'm not going to sweat the small stuff. I'm not going to make a New Year's resolution. But I'm going to continue trusting God to work all things for my good. January 1 of 2017 and every day following. Because He said He would do that for those who love Him. That's me! Is it you? Would you like it to be?
So maybe that's one reason I don't make resolutions. I don't have a problem with those who do. But I've just never figured out anything that I thought I should do on January 1 that I shouldn't of done on December 31.
At this point I guess you could say I'm just getting old. Of course that doesn't give an answer for the last 50 something years that I've been on this earth and not made New Year's resolutions. But really. Is it necessary for there to be a brand-new year for us to make changes in our lives?
Resolution. I am resolved to being open to make those changes every day, not just on January 1. I may not always do it right. Sometimes I completely fail. But I'm gonna try.
One thing I do know is "...we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.”
Romans 8:28
So I'm not going to sweat the small stuff. I'm not going to make a New Year's resolution. But I'm going to continue trusting God to work all things for my good. January 1 of 2017 and every day following. Because He said He would do that for those who love Him. That's me! Is it you? Would you like it to be?
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