Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
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Sunday, Dec. 18, 2005 - 2:31 a.m.
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Setting up the Bath
well, the boy is out at the office christmas party.
Not back yet.
It was a 'must have had a ticket already' deal, and he had only ordered one back when it was necessary to buy them. (it IS nice to know he hadn't planned to go with his ex).
So I got a good night's work done for the first time in ages.
Yes I have been getting up before 8am for more than a week.
Today we slept in til 9:15. Dangedty dang!
LOL!
Huge snow here.
Doggies is having rear drive problems... her back legs give out in the snow. Goldang.
She wants to go to the park and run about and I am forbidding it, and she is not a happy camper. Especially cuz we had huge snow and she is a huge snow fan.
But she overdid it a couple days ago, and is paying for it now.
I really really really hope it will come back, and she'll be able to walk properly again. It will be one long winter if not.
Well, while waiting for the boy to return, I am having a hookah, a bath, a novel, a grilled cheese and a peppermint tea. All at the same time. As soon as the bathtub fills up. Dang it is slow.
ok, gotta go check the grilled cheese though!
btw, I am still grinning.
"kiss the smile"!!
:D
me
wenchie
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
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