Here is a view of the uncovered sofa. Yeah, I’m backing up a little to make sure my meandering alphabet gets covered. Here’s to future naps and overnight guests!🤗
It came with fold up cup holders! Thanks to Heather, David, and Dana. Dana is keeping the covers on to protect it from claws.
So this is our new pet. Gump the sofa beast from the Land of Oz. Sorry no picture of the Gump. But research brings a lot up.
Today on the calendar will be a red-letter special day for us and these special guys. They are on their way. And may make it all the way here or spend the night at a motel if my son gets too tired to drive.
Crunchy, one year old, Chihuahua-terrier male. Needs to be neutered and rabies shots. Name subject to change.
And Salem. She’s seven I think they said.
Does anyone see what we see? The more things change…
We still miss our black and white Kali, rat terrier, Rosey, black cat, and Teddy ginger.
Sammie, ginger, will hopefully welcome his new friends soon. I hope they like each other.
On days like today you can see clearly that it is the small things that make all the difference.
The small thing I’m referring to today weighted in a little less than 8 pounds, and a head full of hair. I can’t believe it was- um-a long time ago this day. Most of my small things are near or at middle aged. Give a mother a break. Who worked harder that day the birther or birthee? Happy Birthday big guy. Glad we got to talk today
Your prompt for JusJoJan January 2nd, 2025 is “slingshot.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
My latest binge since the Christmas day special has been Doctor Who. After watching all the specials on Disney+, I meandered to Max. I started with my favorite Dinosaurs on a Spaceship, jumped to the next in my theme, the first of Peter Capaldi with the Tyrannosaurus in London. From there on it’s been a steady binge. Great for background noise as I work on journaling about the past year and future year as we seemingly slingshot around the sun again.
Just to spark intuition and creativity I’ve pulled out Tarot cards or inspirational cards. I’m getting ready to order those writing dice to get the ideas flowing.
Mostly, I can’t wait for this sci-fi couple of weeks with far too many three day weekends and Mondays. For those not following the way my brain works this is how it looked to me:
Saturday, Sunday, Monday
Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, Monday. Friday was a leftover
Then Saturday, Sunday, and another Monday
New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day, Monday (I know! Thursday!) and another left over Friday.
And look! as if flung from that slingshot another weekend and Monday!
I’m going to piano, because you don’t want me to forte around.
Not my cat. Freebie foto. But looks like a kitty my daughter had. Sammie hasn’t figured out the piano, so far. The pic just fit my mood. The quote was from a discussion with my husband as I dismissed myself to play. I don’t call it practice or work. I want to keep it enjoyable.
Since the needle were empty it was time to start another set. Turkish cast on and toe increases finished.
Reading dragon is coming along.
Look who’s playing in the cat tree! Sammy. He’s a boy, by the way. Confirmed.
Isn’t he the cutest? We still can’t touch him he loves playing with the humans.0
Soon shots and fixing. But he seems healthy and adapting
See the line on the right? I only needed to cast off but I made a good on the left sock and spent the day tinking back the five rows of ribbing. Hopefully they’ll be done tomorrow.
I’ve begun to keep journals next to every activity. Some I do well keeping them up. Like the piano one. I write what I play, work on, and give myself a grade and suggestions for the next time I play it. I think it’s helping.
And I’ve started copying favorite pieces from books I had as a preteen. Now I can tape pages together so no annoying page-turning.
I was happy because I finally got caught up on the book reviews. But nope I finished another last night. Oh, well, I’ll get to it tomorrow or Thursday.
The most discouraging of my music fun is the progress on the violin. I guess I need to find a YouTube tutorial that addresses my screeching bowing. Too much resin? Not enough? Bad fingering? Who knows? I wish I had the money to get lessons on ally instruments.
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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