tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86436270005375722512024-03-13T22:22:51.990-07:00Musingswendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.comBlogger125125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-70345084493151875112018-03-22T14:34:00.001-07:002018-03-22T14:34:14.422-07:00<div id="header" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><h1 style="margin: 0px 0px 0.1em; line-height: 1.28em; padding: 0px;"><a href="file:///var/containers/Bundle/Application/520FDF8E-D77A-42B5-8BA9-B99A87909EED/Bloglovin.app/com.bloglovin.placeholder_url.original_post" style="text-decoration: none; border: none; line-height: 1.28em; margin: 0px 0px 0.1em; padding: 0px; font-size: 17px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000">A Long Absence!</font></a></h1><h4 style="margin: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; padding: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Today, 8:14 AM</span></h4></div><div id="main"><p style="margin: 0px 0px 1.5em;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It's hard to believe that I retired two years ago. I don't recall what my plans for my retirement were, but it matters not, for "The best laid plans o Mice and Men gang aft agley!"</span></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 1.5em;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Today, I make no plans. I focus on the job at hand, and capture fleeting moments of unclaimed time to paint or tidy or finish projects started a long time ago.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 1.5em;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As I age, so does my beloved dad. Thirty years separate us. I just turned 67 and he will be 97 this summer. His health has begun to fail, necessitating more frequent visits and help with every day chores. Yes...he still lives on his own, and is a remarkable fellow.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 1.5em;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Dad has expressed his wish to stay in his own home. Both my brother and I will do all we can to help him realize his goal. We are just starting the process of bringing in help. It is similar to walking through a maze and feels a little overwhelming.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 1.5em;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This fellow is worth it. He is really loved. It is a privilege to care for him.</span></p><div class="image-wrapper" style="position: relative; border-bottom-style: none;"><span style="width: 816px; height: auto; margin: 1.75em auto; text-align: center; max-width: 100%; clear: both !important; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><img src="https://cdn3.blovcdn.com/bloglovin/aHR0cHMlM0ElMkYlMkZibG9nbG92aW4tdXNlci1pbWFnZXMtcHJvZC5zMy5hbWF6b25hd3MuY29tJTJGdXNlci1pbWFnZS0yMzc0NTkxLTE1MjE3MjA4NDktNWFiMzllMTE1M2Y3OA==?checksum=47e77ffae53cdb540b66e5dc06971d57a157469c&format=s" title="" alt="Image. Double tap this image to view it full screen. Double tap and hold to show sharing options." style="width: 816px; height: auto; min-height: 0px; margin: 1.75em auto; display: block; text-align: center; border: none; max-width: 100%; clear: both !important;"></span><a title="Pin It. Button. 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It has discouraged me from writing. Hubby has helped me set up a new blogging page through Squarespace. My domain is wensjourney.com. The name of my blog is "A New Journey."<div><br></div><div>I hope you'll visit me there!</div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-55702902100713710252016-12-15T07:58:00.001-08:002016-12-15T08:10:31.805-08:00I visited this badly neglected blog, to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. I am still plugging along and slowly getting used to retirement. It hasn't been easy for sure, but with doctor's appointments and Christmas preparation, time passes rather quickly.<div><br></div><div>Best wishes for a merry Christmas, and for a heathy and Peaceful New Year!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtHKl8ompW0amiQBjtFx8kvQSs1QgNeNn8rtTZKBbI-hhM-_VeWBJcKGSul0DIHxkRWjcbKWu1-B8YHcLXIqQW1nh3o_0bxTDrmu5-rYJlnzcGvmRnSVCkijM0HV53w2axra27cOIqAiE/s640/blogger-image--967586868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtHKl8ompW0amiQBjtFx8kvQSs1QgNeNn8rtTZKBbI-hhM-_VeWBJcKGSul0DIHxkRWjcbKWu1-B8YHcLXIqQW1nh3o_0bxTDrmu5-rYJlnzcGvmRnSVCkijM0HV53w2axra27cOIqAiE/s640/blogger-image--967586868.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">From our family to yours!</div><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-7347232796521703032016-10-17T17:36:00.001-07:002016-10-17T18:10:33.529-07:00Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I
would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. George Eliot"The fall colours are always so brilliant against a dark sky.<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt-tRIJS3q1W6QbzAgJlaCsLKjB0CVmOmSzhli6P8Gji-xvA9FPAQY75-866UcgR7b_IeoHSiz25dVxduGgwGcfdJe4ER-CxMBkBjaZbdwKB9l_wbvqZv_yzOtY4GXO6tCNYpjTbp5nOY/s640/blogger-image--1455112295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt-tRIJS3q1W6QbzAgJlaCsLKjB0CVmOmSzhli6P8Gji-xvA9FPAQY75-866UcgR7b_IeoHSiz25dVxduGgwGcfdJe4ER-CxMBkBjaZbdwKB9l_wbvqZv_yzOtY4GXO6tCNYpjTbp5nOY/s640/blogger-image--1455112295.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div>This afternoon, we had storm warnings, so I went outside to capture the glory of the moment!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPVR2xknOqcCkWfUfik5XSQtRfpEJTGNHWZiN-Zic_0PpcmegHFus-XKeKlemF172D82h_H0XLG2yfJayqgv1zMn3GGn0uctFvMXhn-RRzkkhu_ojI1WqUVVAlggN5UUPeR6ApEr_KLWE/s640/blogger-image-397771899.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPVR2xknOqcCkWfUfik5XSQtRfpEJTGNHWZiN-Zic_0PpcmegHFus-XKeKlemF172D82h_H0XLG2yfJayqgv1zMn3GGn0uctFvMXhn-RRzkkhu_ojI1WqUVVAlggN5UUPeR6ApEr_KLWE/s640/blogger-image-397771899.jpg"></a></div></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div>I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> wasn't disappointed! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdBlYqM-2RDk-m4LLyDbZD-3GjeMHN3b-1dE8FUIIW5LWu0OZk-W5Hww9uoEf-LuncnkJ2p_wqPGOBEMWGEHlVtM04ZlHFe1swp26C36qPqknpvDyh-nkidTcdql6-T4V7dRJEwms_DPc/s640/blogger-image--110828330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdBlYqM-2RDk-m4LLyDbZD-3GjeMHN3b-1dE8FUIIW5LWu0OZk-W5Hww9uoEf-LuncnkJ2p_wqPGOBEMWGEHlVtM04ZlHFe1swp26C36qPqknpvDyh-nkidTcdql6-T4V7dRJEwms_DPc/s640/blogger-image--110828330.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">This may be my favorite...maybe...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSL29NUdXyFfS6EpxvPeJjDiRxO53kBnv0wosrxISvsasNj1Wk1RhNEiEmHST9LTAb3aNdrv4jmp_C41wKmJGRun9fsZhaxUJhRtEVZx76FFYszHZ8xEuqJyUb_MRpHJN1oNjGvpwE5o4/s640/blogger-image--1731576038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSL29NUdXyFfS6EpxvPeJjDiRxO53kBnv0wosrxISvsasNj1Wk1RhNEiEmHST9LTAb3aNdrv4jmp_C41wKmJGRun9fsZhaxUJhRtEVZx76FFYszHZ8xEuqJyUb_MRpHJN1oNjGvpwE5o4/s640/blogger-image--1731576038.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Or this.... taken by my hubby....</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfgt89pMdkmabfSOJVftFSwcAsLDoILNRy2ceVc3HM92Oj5QXz3yN3B-bdUWmq0utBgw0T9afixhFkFrJNfjsDRgmZxSa7qciQqJL4b999obYZdVrBAGsQnOjd-m0XdC68GV8zQqk_AHY/s640/blogger-image--1505100989.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfgt89pMdkmabfSOJVftFSwcAsLDoILNRy2ceVc3HM92Oj5QXz3yN3B-bdUWmq0utBgw0T9afixhFkFrJNfjsDRgmZxSa7qciQqJL4b999obYZdVrBAGsQnOjd-m0XdC68GV8zQqk_AHY/s640/blogger-image--1505100989.jpg"></a></div></span></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-15126693387486266602016-10-04T16:34:00.001-07:002016-10-04T20:37:49.973-07:00Happy ThanksgivingHow I love fall! Summer clothes are sorted and packed and winter clothes are brought from their hiding place. Hello warm and cozy sweaters, and favorite jeans!<div><br></div><div>My garden is preparing for its long sleep, although, there are still tomatoes to harvest.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI7Xpc3DeZotfNNx3oTgg1ES_nV1J2LTExw7bfDN6nL6nkisjJGQ6qzyxLv-3XvfzBQzZIZ2ltl5to1K6y_3BD2n_2QB9Q-8u_F-Xa89SPq6-h2iidgCZEat5Oq8Hhla_0Y4cwcx0CQjM/s640/blogger-image--761473698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI7Xpc3DeZotfNNx3oTgg1ES_nV1J2LTExw7bfDN6nL6nkisjJGQ6qzyxLv-3XvfzBQzZIZ2ltl5to1K6y_3BD2n_2QB9Q-8u_F-Xa89SPq6-h2iidgCZEat5Oq8Hhla_0Y4cwcx0CQjM/s640/blogger-image--761473698.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>There are still beans to pick for winter soups and stews.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYtgzAy93HXQl22neZvO989F14Za7mQKx_9p70J9ssCt7nuDRoPFukO05dFF-_r6dQZgzFeZiiej0SQmRWiAhJd9wbid8-M0i5fNoScC-Ot-7a7BZbC1vUuWRcCV-KdBTqrT98uQLGdAo/s640/blogger-image--740523430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYtgzAy93HXQl22neZvO989F14Za7mQKx_9p70J9ssCt7nuDRoPFukO05dFF-_r6dQZgzFeZiiej0SQmRWiAhJd9wbid8-M0i5fNoScC-Ot-7a7BZbC1vUuWRcCV-KdBTqrT98uQLGdAo/s640/blogger-image--740523430.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Our grape vines produced enough fruit for only 5 jars of jelly, but those five jars will be savoured.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjugY4MlPyhnc8c3fuSwCwD2l2Y9FXt-JQTRViJfuNZ7t8GkdfSxy-Fapj0nWTzMgiiYLlCWkmnUr2eh2Xr4-1sDy9__pty0OBGA1fidQ8Of1eP3AHw4WKgn4uG6P-GnMCegewXC8PXC30/s640/blogger-image-509100259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjugY4MlPyhnc8c3fuSwCwD2l2Y9FXt-JQTRViJfuNZ7t8GkdfSxy-Fapj0nWTzMgiiYLlCWkmnUr2eh2Xr4-1sDy9__pty0OBGA1fidQ8Of1eP3AHw4WKgn4uG6P-GnMCegewXC8PXC30/s640/blogger-image-509100259.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We try to produce some food to fill our pantry. I think it is important to do this. So much of our food is denatured now, and the threat of the recent merger of Bayer and Monsanto inspires fear. Will these companies one day control most of the food production in the world? What can we expect then, I wonder.</div><div><br></div><div>Soon we will have to fire up our pellet stove, as the nights are gettetting cooler, but this weekend promises to be sunny and warm!</div><div><br></div><div>Happy Thanksgiving and safe travels to all!</div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-69889475604393252892016-08-28T17:26:00.001-07:002016-08-28T17:26:39.452-07:00Happy Birthday, Dad!He didn't want to celebrate his Birthday. "I don't celebrate birthdays anymore" he said. That did not stop the phone calls, visits, tokens of love, and birthday wishes from near and far! <div><br></div><div>His family is so fortunate to still have him...after all, he is 95 today! Lucky us!</div><div><br></div><div>Happy birthday, dad! We love you!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sk8hNtqj1gBITCR4MM4xfo7Bhj5F0ZalyRxGd0pFopHdawagFwFWAhyphenhyphendciUwFnNWHZtSDY7lI1cvByB5526oy0XjpMQ48ShTlBEX4dB1oUrIVBOx_O66zE-GJ9GgL_RNTzcik3ew-ZA/s640/blogger-image-1081317767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sk8hNtqj1gBITCR4MM4xfo7Bhj5F0ZalyRxGd0pFopHdawagFwFWAhyphenhyphendciUwFnNWHZtSDY7lI1cvByB5526oy0XjpMQ48ShTlBEX4dB1oUrIVBOx_O66zE-GJ9GgL_RNTzcik3ew-ZA/s640/blogger-image-1081317767.jpg"></a></div><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-51567856626468323552016-08-24T18:42:00.001-07:002016-08-24T18:42:25.693-07:00Autumn approaches!Summer has gone by so fast! In less than two weeks the kids will be back in school, noses buried in their books. <div><br></div><div>I always look forward to Autumn with its brilliant colours, and cooler nights. Fall must be approaching, as I am losing patience with my garden, and wanting to spend more time indoors. I am digging out projects started last winter, and picking up books half read. </div><div><br></div><div>I will miss the warm days of summer, and my pool! I will miss dips in the lake. I'll miss visits from friends and family, and sleepovers! I've seen more of my grandchildren then I have in the past and it has been WONDERFUL!</div><div><br></div><div>But I'm feeling as if I want to cozy in now. I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving. I'm looking forward to baking again. I'm looking forward to the familiarity of routine...rug hooking meetings....knitting and crochet gathering...and paddles along our river adorned with fallen leaves of every colour.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEiJUHPeAzdJx67GVCWmC2EszjnI_oHiiB5BpaUTa08FkkVN6Z_6ILNlWv4Un1-W59Jkq_aJrDJfMTtp69RAvVaEl-BEeRIRPHqAD9DxfgbgmHqj_W-BgDVA895NxJGxSHoeh-FWJgTpE/s640/blogger-image--1516612306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEiJUHPeAzdJx67GVCWmC2EszjnI_oHiiB5BpaUTa08FkkVN6Z_6ILNlWv4Un1-W59Jkq_aJrDJfMTtp69RAvVaEl-BEeRIRPHqAD9DxfgbgmHqj_W-BgDVA895NxJGxSHoeh-FWJgTpE/s640/blogger-image--1516612306.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>What is your favorite season?</div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-17585246718660852762016-08-12T08:09:00.001-07:002016-08-12T08:09:29.512-07:00Warm summer days!We had our two grand daughters stay with us for the week. How lovely it was to have some young blood in this house. Our week was filled with crafts and giggles, yoga, frog hunting and swimming! Although our pool is out of commission right now, it became the reason to travel to the best swimming spot around, to finish our day.<div><br></div><div>The heat has been almost unbearable, but I cannot complain. My heart goes out to those who work outside no matter the weather. My son is a CN employee. Can you imagine how hot a job that is? We are surrounded by farmland, much of which is worked by our Mexican friends. They are the hardest workers and are in the fields every day putting in long hours irregardless of the weather. The list goes on of those who must really feel the heat right now. I cannot complain myself as we have a small air conditioning unit which keeps us cool. And...not 10 minutes away is this...</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBfeqjD7BJIIqc0WtgxbWpkOqaM-z3jGkMT9ejcArhGwNjMP94gM8fhKGdkJp0ZwGZegdT8JJp1Nyq63oKGbgthuKNVYxa7YolOWkorZW83iJQHNVrwkLnfwlUfhRnaP0gHciHLkmKYI0/s640/blogger-image-1793275961.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBfeqjD7BJIIqc0WtgxbWpkOqaM-z3jGkMT9ejcArhGwNjMP94gM8fhKGdkJp0ZwGZegdT8JJp1Nyq63oKGbgthuKNVYxa7YolOWkorZW83iJQHNVrwkLnfwlUfhRnaP0gHciHLkmKYI0/s640/blogger-image-1793275961.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Stay cool! Drink lots!</div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-57532669155342744812016-08-01T08:25:00.001-07:002016-08-01T08:25:34.728-07:00Summer Days!I'm so astounded that retirement has been so busy...busier than when I was working! WHY is that?<div><br></div><div>It's been a while and I doubt that I have any readers, but here are a few pics to show you what I have been busying myself with.</div><div><br></div><div>I hope that everyone has been having a great summer!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg25xliWY1adi_SB2Cfqe6bVRvywGHk6LW3wGvVQtKd560eHWha-_Z31MP_SozR8ZJ8JCYLXutLgFbKjrAPekYV7sKQaZATiyfcvwVREMv3RhQjL4zodnifPAneFzTFl5jmMaDRt85Oj68/s640/blogger-image--1408237939.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg25xliWY1adi_SB2Cfqe6bVRvywGHk6LW3wGvVQtKd560eHWha-_Z31MP_SozR8ZJ8JCYLXutLgFbKjrAPekYV7sKQaZATiyfcvwVREMv3RhQjL4zodnifPAneFzTFl5jmMaDRt85Oj68/s640/blogger-image--1408237939.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxel0m2rU8N4sGCinaYvAHJg2BVng_0fsZ8E8b5k7sY0nUdJhamQ7RS-FlQsioOF7YmKXMRD4ZuQQolFMMD16uKVJclmlU_FEPMCdGdAyJ8fBLG6ofy4ZOzhMnfADpFFtYZ5dM9_Ko4y4/s640/blogger-image--845630348.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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For 16 years she had enriched our lives, loving us unconditionally, and without reservation. She was the Captain of our ship, accompanying us on every boat trip. <div><br></div><div>Besides loving us, Mocha had another love...food, and in particular, ice cream! It's so hard to imagine boat ride without her, never mind a dish of ice cream.</div><div><br></div><div>Thank you, Mocha, for choosing us 16 years ago, and for loving us every moment since.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX83LuuRdTadwtcOOifRARppOwLe_3ONtiPbVRTxhkUxi4dAhSQm7IUAWpuPeMk3D_06bPYySZeXNlxFY1fowIpm-CQzS1UZMplQadBoB724h06NoT5aunv3OXoeVra-lSRHzdonK3qOw/s640/blogger-image--607652189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX83LuuRdTadwtcOOifRARppOwLe_3ONtiPbVRTxhkUxi4dAhSQm7IUAWpuPeMk3D_06bPYySZeXNlxFY1fowIpm-CQzS1UZMplQadBoB724h06NoT5aunv3OXoeVra-lSRHzdonK3qOw/s640/blogger-image--607652189.jpg"></a></div><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-62678784188948012732016-04-27T06:55:00.001-07:002016-04-27T07:30:03.372-07:00Six weeks downIn January of this year, I began the countdown to my retirement date. Since that day came and went, I find myself counting the days since retirement. <div><br></div><div>I cannot lie... This has not been easy. For the most part, I have felt aimless. There is so much to do around here, but I'm having difficulty getting organized. The days pass quickly with little accomplished.</div><div><br></div><div>I wasn't aware how having a job actually fed my self esteem. Graduating from nursing school and securing a job, pleased my parents and allowed me the ability to join the consumer culture. Later when my husband wasn't able to keep his job, I worked for both of us. When the marriage failed...and no child support was paid...I was well suited for the job of caring for my children alone. </div><div><br></div><div>Nursing satisfied my need to be helpful, and of service to others.</div><div><br></div><div>After 43 years of service, they say I have earned the luxury of an armchair. </div><div><br></div><div>How I loathe the feeling of "entitlement."</div><div><br></div><div>I guess the upside of this is that I no longer have the kind of stress I was under at my last place of employment, and I sleep when the rest of the world sleeps. I have been able to visit with grandchildren more often, and I'm dabbling at painting again.</div><div><br></div><div>What I yearn for, however, is waking up to that feeling of celebration that I no longer work. Perhaps that will come with time. I sincerely hope so.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-83361745348974284422016-03-27T10:09:00.001-07:002016-03-27T10:09:30.112-07:00Retired!I'm officially retired and looking forward to this new chapter in my life!<div><br></div><div>I was given a great send-off at work. Could it be that they were glad to see me go??</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Wasn't I treated well? I received so many gifts. It was humbling.</span></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGOjPMeOaObSsononXzPQl3CIrsHc4UzuML76wM2-pEFZvGoMc4wp5yTk0H_hilGRepOHZHZqL0LzL6UJC7tO3lRyQHw2UOWXAsoI1sOjKsxLkZmtrKFIOVwHIKcrC_-zp2Ypw0ozXhPg/s640/blogger-image--688850055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGOjPMeOaObSsononXzPQl3CIrsHc4UzuML76wM2-pEFZvGoMc4wp5yTk0H_hilGRepOHZHZqL0LzL6UJC7tO3lRyQHw2UOWXAsoI1sOjKsxLkZmtrKFIOVwHIKcrC_-zp2Ypw0ozXhPg/s640/blogger-image--688850055.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">There have been many moments when I have been glad that I haven't had to put on my duds and head out the door to work. This weekend was a challenge for everyone who had to drive anywhere. I think of my co-workers who braved the road conditions to go in...and I think of the struggle that many had, choosing to stay home.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Hubby gave me this as a retirement/birthday present. I haven't a clue how to use it but I guess that I have lots of time to learn!</span></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqYYXlK3-kX3dg-bP4D3txjLQ0HvhFIt4tY9OfuT0X1EZBAwSE1idY2u7epYeqdG5Ctp6yk_oR_VEJJKbQgUSiqLcPbnQdGC19N9q8s48KpS2F8s3DY-QUg_mOooYOpsULrUXgOTBaH8/s640/blogger-image--819340379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqYYXlK3-kX3dg-bP4D3txjLQ0HvhFIt4tY9OfuT0X1EZBAwSE1idY2u7epYeqdG5Ctp6yk_oR_VEJJKbQgUSiqLcPbnQdGC19N9q8s48KpS2F8s3DY-QUg_mOooYOpsULrUXgOTBaH8/s640/blogger-image--819340379.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I have to admit that I feel a little confused. There are so many jobs to be done, and so many interests I want to persue. I am not sure where to start!</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Have you any secrets you can share on how to be a retiree?!</span></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-70697551386431076222016-03-13T15:27:00.001-07:002016-03-13T15:28:30.802-07:00An Early Retirement Party!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My husband is so good at making every day fun! To countdown the number of shifts I had left to work, he hung bags of snacks, and he ceremoniously handed me one as I readied for work. We never spoke of the number of shifts left, but we did speak of the number of sacks left!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY53fSRL_9SmGDjJmgwgEH0Gbi4FdZ1dLnqyNdqXrf5TJtnTTZVztc8oTMFYfVHineHRUiIM-_RehabHqZS3LUmnxj-cpUUOmcF6jPn1Vf7bH_qXLc4Z6kmipqw2tLkJDFErLLXcKRhw8/s640/blogger-image-196282083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY53fSRL_9SmGDjJmgwgEH0Gbi4FdZ1dLnqyNdqXrf5TJtnTTZVztc8oTMFYfVHineHRUiIM-_RehabHqZS3LUmnxj-cpUUOmcF6jPn1Vf7bH_qXLc4Z6kmipqw2tLkJDFErLLXcKRhw8/s640/blogger-image-196282083.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Count the snacks.... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf7bIctaUD9PIBfeUV3zMZlQjpyOxKYVZOrApX-TYTbq1mKO-5MYt3xogMVS1yuH_aUEtgSOrIaqpUwgsIsK-fRRcNjGco9dSRK1EepOgtou-uIFXB8ZtR_4A6La5UX8oQXai_yq574Yo/s640/blogger-image--1889573421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf7bIctaUD9PIBfeUV3zMZlQjpyOxKYVZOrApX-TYTbq1mKO-5MYt3xogMVS1yuH_aUEtgSOrIaqpUwgsIsK-fRRcNjGco9dSRK1EepOgtou-uIFXB8ZtR_4A6La5UX8oQXai_yq574Yo/s640/blogger-image--1889573421.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Two sacks left! But that did not deter my family from celebrating my retirement this weekend... Look at this GORGEOUS cake!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfouytrE61ZQjMC4glpFpO23gQTDsT4nOf9tx5FNJ_MJAl3tp5BDfl3jfHmStjapoWJbmXnOyFxJC6R3gSWUzFTe5n_5UKJfQe5wSTk-Y6jh11MofWEfgoY1x-PX0kunhJMltMyaeZVVc/s640/blogger-image--1752152894.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfouytrE61ZQjMC4glpFpO23gQTDsT4nOf9tx5FNJ_MJAl3tp5BDfl3jfHmStjapoWJbmXnOyFxJC6R3gSWUzFTe5n_5UKJfQe5wSTk-Y6jh11MofWEfgoY1x-PX0kunhJMltMyaeZVVc/s640/blogger-image--1752152894.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And these beautiful flowers and balloons!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHymt6TYtXRH9HphuyGGJPsFTok1azqoSxIYOY3mar7xX7XaoTb9egWovsnyf9I6P-RXJG6cb1be2RVcdKOE4RYwaeHpG7gbTPMXUie_RvboE-7XEMYr82Q5IirKs3K6EYmxoOZZWr6r4/s640/blogger-image-1465588452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHymt6TYtXRH9HphuyGGJPsFTok1azqoSxIYOY3mar7xX7XaoTb9egWovsnyf9I6P-RXJG6cb1be2RVcdKOE4RYwaeHpG7gbTPMXUie_RvboE-7XEMYr82Q5IirKs3K6EYmxoOZZWr6r4/s640/blogger-image-1465588452.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My granddaughter made me a dream catcher, and there were gifts of diaries, and sticky notes! And this lovely cup...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhqswD8dcguhp01_k7KPeC7XKBoeF92gxrH89WTjtIAXJrWTWmsDB_U_NQQMAIERezCzviNtcR-edh_ssGepFTv9lPGM7bbEnQeqyNk6hui-my4YZoO8ybeTSo3oeLOCfMQxheSsCfKQo/s640/blogger-image--1182103082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhqswD8dcguhp01_k7KPeC7XKBoeF92gxrH89WTjtIAXJrWTWmsDB_U_NQQMAIERezCzviNtcR-edh_ssGepFTv9lPGM7bbEnQeqyNk6hui-my4YZoO8ybeTSo3oeLOCfMQxheSsCfKQo/s640/blogger-image--1182103082.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The best gift of all was the presence of family. How fortunate am I to have a loving and supportive dad, husband, children and grandchildren!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Thanks to all! Your love, encouragement and support sustains me.</div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-65251708654559402262016-01-14T03:55:00.001-08:002016-01-15T07:40:28.816-08:00Dandelion Lotion BarsFrom this....<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSVPfvnnE9AaRyA4JoRfNaG5bteHNAKab_V1Bc1qrF0Sq94O0ng3ijhWH-rTjLNDtGLstb4gd9DWVclT_M92QOahSVoCW2z0Aq45nsSk1K0jhF7F3CJMrMqGDAEExJxP3-Gt-pxky_WeM/s640/blogger-image-1148870418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSVPfvnnE9AaRyA4JoRfNaG5bteHNAKab_V1Bc1qrF0Sq94O0ng3ijhWH-rTjLNDtGLstb4gd9DWVclT_M92QOahSVoCW2z0Aq45nsSk1K0jhF7F3CJMrMqGDAEExJxP3-Gt-pxky_WeM/s640/blogger-image-1148870418.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>To this!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIjmCzlc2NFm2qk7klyi0bDvxh546eC0oNvZLwp8ERlIHCoDJMQGuHCUoxiVP9p_gyIs2Kom2Y7yH1q86UblqbRWzkrqjaqkptD1SUR_Barwl26umtRmks3qQt8B_Px1f2O-o0c0jees/s640/blogger-image-322422410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIjmCzlc2NFm2qk7klyi0bDvxh546eC0oNvZLwp8ERlIHCoDJMQGuHCUoxiVP9p_gyIs2Kom2Y7yH1q86UblqbRWzkrqjaqkptD1SUR_Barwl26umtRmks3qQt8B_Px1f2O-o0c0jees/s640/blogger-image-322422410.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Last spring, I gathered dandelion heads from our yard. I infused them in Sunflower oil for a month. During this time, the oil turned to a lovely shade of yellow. I removed the dandelion heads by straining the oil through cheese cloth. Then, it sat...and it sat (for several months) in my refrigerator..</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I m not sure if there was any harm done in leaving for this long, but I doubt it. It was just one of those many things that had to wait....</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">So....today I read the article from "The nerdy farm wife "and made these Dandelion Lotion bars! Aren't they pretty?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The recipe is simple.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Melt one part Dandelion oil, one part beeswax, one part Shea butter in a double broiler. I used a can which was set in an inch or so of hot water on the stove. Cleaning up beeswax can be messy so it was easier just to recycle the tin afterward. I added the contents of a vitamin E capsule, and a few drops of lavender.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">That's it. Easy Peary, and so good for your skin.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">My only regret? I used all of my oil and now have to wait until spring to gather more!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-68379735989886603842016-01-11T08:18:00.001-08:002016-01-11T08:18:45.225-08:00Morning chores!Feed chickens- check!<div><br></div><div>Water chickens- check!</div><div><br></div><div>Clean their nesting box and gather eggs!- check!</div><div><br></div><div>Check this out! They just keep on laying!!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggp_JRBfqohqym8pAU_ZzMfPxxxwJKDVVsoKft7gyMckTw-wdJevi4XCRQJtSexOQlLnJ0dvWrxEhH5Wz_7sMfM9kHut2u649RDUG0sPERB9v8mNax-R5_k3d6HEtZKLYsWGbcAAMKk5o/s640/blogger-image-1622055919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggp_JRBfqohqym8pAU_ZzMfPxxxwJKDVVsoKft7gyMckTw-wdJevi4XCRQJtSexOQlLnJ0dvWrxEhH5Wz_7sMfM9kHut2u649RDUG0sPERB9v8mNax-R5_k3d6HEtZKLYsWGbcAAMKk5o/s640/blogger-image-1622055919.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Feed birds- check!</div><div><br></div><div>All ready for onslaught!</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8ndTfyBPvzoX-M-BrOV8NfkE9pUN6fbuIiKXQMnnbRhVTihWUA97vn2lhYa0ZjYOeGn8Js4NkzqTx2Im7C-oIU0NNa7-92dybJvD_0jePR_lMPyciGVs65nRI9ZimjIDN-1xFOgFyyc/s640/blogger-image--294651430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8ndTfyBPvzoX-M-BrOV8NfkE9pUN6fbuIiKXQMnnbRhVTihWUA97vn2lhYa0ZjYOeGn8Js4NkzqTx2Im7C-oIU0NNa7-92dybJvD_0jePR_lMPyciGVs65nRI9ZimjIDN-1xFOgFyyc/s640/blogger-image--294651430.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Are you like me? I just can't sit down to a meal unless everyone else <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">has eaten....especially those who cannot prepare their own meal.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Feed dogs- check!</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Now for a cup of coffee! Check!!</span></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-78920084019970755032016-01-03T07:05:00.001-08:002016-01-03T07:05:29.291-08:00Are you looking for happiness?Get chickens!<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhujkmOGo2wW5WiwWSS8Tjtmwz7VWyC237OuDGx1wT9MaL0sXLz6iVHD93W6fE3UEnZxldqqAu9LUhgRLGEglqzLsbw0VnR7NQO81lYicPJuTDQAf5m6ifcvF3hd5HU5k8Etj-onTarzJg/s640/blogger-image-1769961166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhujkmOGo2wW5WiwWSS8Tjtmwz7VWyC237OuDGx1wT9MaL0sXLz6iVHD93W6fE3UEnZxldqqAu9LUhgRLGEglqzLsbw0VnR7NQO81lYicPJuTDQAf5m6ifcvF3hd5HU5k8Etj-onTarzJg/s640/blogger-image-1769961166.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Our four little gals are laying! One is not...although, I haven't discovered which one isn't. I guess I really don't want to know, as I suspect it is the older girl who was an escapee from a truck that rolled through Newmarket on its way to the slaughterhouse. I had been in Newmarket the day before I received a frantic call from my niece saying that she had tackled a chicken that was running in the Tim Horton's parking lot! I had seen that huge truck packed full of these pitiful creatures,and I like to think that one escaped that fateful day.</div><div><br></div><div>They said that she was an old bird, but a month after she came to stay, she laid an egg...and continued to do so for many months. Her eggs were huge, but eventually the shell became very thin, and her laying stopped. I think she has earned her stay on this plane. </div><div><br></div><div>The other gals are laying three eggs a day. This is our bounty this week.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Ka-uf3-7NZB28idghb6rvKs39TRyjxGL7g6IXHLmPzgoLVLPpVlWqiquq-aSeM_8eGjJRJ1YaG3cKoumNH3RVqoYeg53m26f63ilVkl10cADHf1HdNzgzWH5USeVanQdjtIhWg-6jCM/s640/blogger-image-740389421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Ka-uf3-7NZB28idghb6rvKs39TRyjxGL7g6IXHLmPzgoLVLPpVlWqiquq-aSeM_8eGjJRJ1YaG3cKoumNH3RVqoYeg53m26f63ilVkl10cADHf1HdNzgzWH5USeVanQdjtIhWg-6jCM/s640/blogger-image-740389421.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Nana has an Easter egg hunt every day!</div><div><br></div><div>I'm happy!</div><div><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-7590370345013984282015-12-29T14:56:00.001-08:002015-12-29T14:56:48.407-08:00Christmas 2015!Another Christmas has come and gone. We welcomed six adults and seven grandchildren into our home on December the 19th. There was much excitement...and love...in our little home!<div><br></div><div>I try to include homemade gifts every year. I think that this is an important reminder that gifts should be given from the heart with less inclusion of commercial products. I think that a perfect balance was reached.</div><div><br></div><div>I total, I made 20 pillowcases! Below is one, but all reflected the receiver's interest. There were bears and deer, butterflies and birds, chef inspired, elephants and fish, and so much more! They were a great hit!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiprloiB7geMP6uEYfBQ00P06Pd1bNcZd17kJoupqccqSM3O6-Q_as5CvIVBMOW_p3cjbxgk6_G3zDNS_Z14uivRMmThTectHoQAiqvONWR2PPyZhyphenhypheny0JPt-A6N-2yhWN8uTapbM4Dya2o/s640/blogger-image-1411253721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiprloiB7geMP6uEYfBQ00P06Pd1bNcZd17kJoupqccqSM3O6-Q_as5CvIVBMOW_p3cjbxgk6_G3zDNS_Z14uivRMmThTectHoQAiqvONWR2PPyZhyphenhypheny0JPt-A6N-2yhWN8uTapbM4Dya2o/s640/blogger-image-1411253721.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I also knit 10 hats for the all the ladies...big and little...in our family.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz4VN-FLnaWCqats_JZIo9g9rMKVrNiQuYTCeq8NK4SKCPLyP61Vml5v-VACQxOtsln1kP_22TAbN4kDh860EN7l4uISOU_7ERN0lE_bgfcVDSEdXs490onb9XQPE3vqL-2ppV73BzsX4/s640/blogger-image-1096719188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz4VN-FLnaWCqats_JZIo9g9rMKVrNiQuYTCeq8NK4SKCPLyP61Vml5v-VACQxOtsln1kP_22TAbN4kDh860EN7l4uISOU_7ERN0lE_bgfcVDSEdXs490onb9XQPE3vqL-2ppV73BzsX4/s640/blogger-image-1096719188.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>My proudest accomplishment this fall, was learning how to make soap. I gifted friends and family and this, too, was well received! It was so well received that I will have to make more soon!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeeybUwyV8cbSahTzS3SyXol6yzB-FmjgMDQ7VKzglWQtB_1kHHMi4SHZlWzE1B1ade_Tunjoy8u9AEvScfdVMuZI_u3F7QFOqtvl9QdlpWWovKwRP5PQm3WTRgK_nOi82_3haTPLVYzU/s640/blogger-image--927795412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeeybUwyV8cbSahTzS3SyXol6yzB-FmjgMDQ7VKzglWQtB_1kHHMi4SHZlWzE1B1ade_Tunjoy8u9AEvScfdVMuZI_u3F7QFOqtvl9QdlpWWovKwRP5PQm3WTRgK_nOi82_3haTPLVYzU/s640/blogger-image--927795412.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>The new year is fast approaching and my wish for you is peace...good health...and happiness in the coming year!</div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-78828741786575562772015-12-14T16:14:00.001-08:002015-12-14T16:14:04.765-08:00Blogging and working...and retiring!I let my blog go . I let many things go. I just found that I was unable to do anything except work and sleep over the past several months, but I have thought about my blog, and what I would write...and the blogs that I used to visit...often. I haven't lifted a paintbrush, and quit all the lessons I was taking. I lost contact with the friends I made while putting paint on paper. This led me to a decision that was made after much thought, and that is, that I am retiring this April.<div><br></div><div>I enjoy nursing, and I have enjoyed my pay check, but I can no longer keep up the demands of working a 12 hour night shift.</div><div><br></div><div>I miss my family. I miss my friends, and I miss my blogging buddies. I want to spend time with my dad who has been patiently waiting for me to retire.</div><div><br></div><div>The thought of retiring is scary, however. Will I be able to make ends meet? Will I be able to keep myself involved? Is this the beginning of the end...or a new beginning?</div><div><br></div><div>Regardless of any apprehension that I have, I am leaving nursing....and I will be leaving in April. </div><div><br></div><div>I wanted to wish anyone who might stop by this blog, a very Merry Christmas! May your homes be blessed with Peace, and love, and good health! </div><div><br></div><div>I leave again, (hoping to return in April), with a picture of my grandson on Santa's lap. I hope it makes you smile, as it made me smile!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfA8-tmIajxwa5O_ay2skRsCZTQVYZDrk3Mng2CDQMc8dKkTKyr6y3aBQpTmAPm-83ZndfLr6Yo70HuG7gBu7ZXOsTdafmcB6n5J9g4w39BNtQNbAIBxLP85U-iWtT37WVQb81U7hGeIw/s640/blogger-image-1981621936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfA8-tmIajxwa5O_ay2skRsCZTQVYZDrk3Mng2CDQMc8dKkTKyr6y3aBQpTmAPm-83ZndfLr6Yo70HuG7gBu7ZXOsTdafmcB6n5J9g4w39BNtQNbAIBxLP85U-iWtT37WVQb81U7hGeIw/s640/blogger-image-1981621936.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-58176040998960525682015-07-10T13:28:00.001-07:002015-07-10T13:28:41.051-07:00I am a Lazy Blogger!Boy! It's been a long time! <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> My garden has grown in leaps and bounds...from 3" seedlings to these bushes that are covered in tomatoes!</span><div><br></div><div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTUySsUy6lKO6AdA5ffemttRyq1zvrHuuN43-EAlF1uagZiQg8vJWorobMB6DXtqv41Xsr7SQo7_UMuK4-fzYJpqRg8q4_Hykzg9HQl_mvMREetr440m0Gr1RZ_iDVla0FKHp923sLvQ/s640/blogger-image-1832874781.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTUySsUy6lKO6AdA5ffemttRyq1zvrHuuN43-EAlF1uagZiQg8vJWorobMB6DXtqv41Xsr7SQo7_UMuK4-fzYJpqRg8q4_Hykzg9HQl_mvMREetr440m0Gr1RZ_iDVla0FKHp923sLvQ/s640/blogger-image-1832874781.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I have Squash!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEienIoHQkn2cNHUG2AKIgRtL3PRXLbWUtbyR-FJMKOGZhy6HPELtiEFUUPtzZViyPYkdlPnrdsSd-iSi67XfL0DubqpIDhU90CTI513qMHFk_H2yKO5qblr0XYNB9F7Ovw9wh4anDsSCpw/s640/blogger-image--93705425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEienIoHQkn2cNHUG2AKIgRtL3PRXLbWUtbyR-FJMKOGZhy6HPELtiEFUUPtzZViyPYkdlPnrdsSd-iSi67XfL0DubqpIDhU90CTI513qMHFk_H2yKO5qblr0XYNB9F7Ovw9wh4anDsSCpw/s640/blogger-image--93705425.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">My Rhubarb has been harvested!</span></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXL9hCc4PMlpV2WABOhGeQZfayesQWsvfYErZk-KC2xk4Hvg3pwZkTjGkBD-feuZ4p5VUoZs1kRPPoM-CVdZ2mPRarWN9w4NObp1sUEOurL9Cy-ubaK9gydCSoOItkqJGO7MVql_4zDCA/s640/blogger-image--970594401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXL9hCc4PMlpV2WABOhGeQZfayesQWsvfYErZk-KC2xk4Hvg3pwZkTjGkBD-feuZ4p5VUoZs1kRPPoM-CVdZ2mPRarWN9w4NObp1sUEOurL9Cy-ubaK9gydCSoOItkqJGO7MVql_4zDCA/s640/blogger-image--970594401.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">And eaten!</span></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGu0t25hcFFUdOCkbDBW7cg7j79XgKlmbTB6jNs6ICJ91P9rQs3RrQ4uwJOEML8oNWMWMcGoDlsp-LtMbEz8n6_cMRyqPZYlKdxoAbZJy4vxlHEAn9pfljM1PaWSYY_6Edm_NgWpBbaNE/s640/blogger-image-666024150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGu0t25hcFFUdOCkbDBW7cg7j79XgKlmbTB6jNs6ICJ91P9rQs3RrQ4uwJOEML8oNWMWMcGoDlsp-LtMbEz8n6_cMRyqPZYlKdxoAbZJy4vxlHEAn9pfljM1PaWSYY_6Edm_NgWpBbaNE/s640/blogger-image-666024150.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div>I<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> have garlic scrapes in my freezer! And garlic will be harvested in a few short weeks.</span></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhioMbxiuYpBUnNSl5Gyrsolc9Kic1opukzSpeeqYg1YGlsdBVwxitzkw1x0EJPRzOYdatvOvC9q3fmkTw11Z5PckPBQrrsJC_iG2QujlhCk8c0TLuiYNNV76aatYFKpXJd8RwnT7nCXyg/s640/blogger-image-406577178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhioMbxiuYpBUnNSl5Gyrsolc9Kic1opukzSpeeqYg1YGlsdBVwxitzkw1x0EJPRzOYdatvOvC9q3fmkTw11Z5PckPBQrrsJC_iG2QujlhCk8c0TLuiYNNV76aatYFKpXJd8RwnT7nCXyg/s640/blogger-image-406577178.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I tried my hand at container gardening and was very pleased with the results!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmr4WgRcQyjWYBsBJOC0oYdkBxfMhfQLLf84dezzqp9TDZlPeGytMUyUIchf6hY1Zo2mLCuQRvKS8fX_HiOhA80oPAYagPhGHujEQxF5s2OVDKglYy8ES65wFhEpByjl11gTA0A8IsjYA/s640/blogger-image--2147399888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmr4WgRcQyjWYBsBJOC0oYdkBxfMhfQLLf84dezzqp9TDZlPeGytMUyUIchf6hY1Zo2mLCuQRvKS8fX_HiOhA80oPAYagPhGHujEQxF5s2OVDKglYy8ES65wFhEpByjl11gTA0A8IsjYA/s640/blogger-image--2147399888.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>This sure was the first to make an appearance.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLsahb9SbSc_mrDVmZOvJGVV7mD7BhcXbUiacwOYwpCUs1aUPC1EVFzghqZaDSUlxV_nkC4Xonn-Npa1RZcSeZA2JOSy0tIRDb6qLH0uIOiT7cVDOXEwFWYyLh2nEBo1BQ8z_juFyje4/s640/blogger-image-1191240364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLsahb9SbSc_mrDVmZOvJGVV7mD7BhcXbUiacwOYwpCUs1aUPC1EVFzghqZaDSUlxV_nkC4Xonn-Npa1RZcSeZA2JOSy0tIRDb6qLH0uIOiT7cVDOXEwFWYyLh2nEBo1BQ8z_juFyje4/s640/blogger-image-1191240364.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>I have so much more to tell...but that's for later. After all, the garden does not weed itself!</div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">“A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good, and who are not accustomed to have it done to them; then work which one hopes may be of some use; then rest, nature, books, music, love for one’s neighbor — such is my idea of happiness.”</span></div><div><strong style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"><br></strong></div><div><strong style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">Leo Tolstoy</strong></div><div><br></div></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-82083358515912689682015-05-14T18:21:00.001-07:002015-05-14T18:25:36.685-07:00Mother's DayMother's Day weekend on the Canal was a busy one! The bunky was used by Dan <div>and his family....and my other son came over for the day to do some chores and meet up with his brother.<div><br></div><div>Thanks to Bryan, I now have a garden I can brag about!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5kUTwv-L6PVdhJGYaFlvxp627ybhvNcLnedJYyoXwgVqxmeQ4JB0cO3MCXlt87S4fUJq5zBnjxirDlNVV5ntJmLcWYg386192SHKN0mwBWMnV6FHW6HL2DWfG2tiKg5guPeZf2Te3Qo/s640/blogger-image-1062001647.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5kUTwv-L6PVdhJGYaFlvxp627ybhvNcLnedJYyoXwgVqxmeQ4JB0cO3MCXlt87S4fUJq5zBnjxirDlNVV5ntJmLcWYg386192SHKN0mwBWMnV6FHW6HL2DWfG2tiKg5guPeZf2Te3Qo/s640/blogger-image-1062001647.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnJaEyxavuud3UZ3AxfSQvdJXY58GTOVUFyhT1C8OmkPqHFk2LG2-F53NR9zFpEvFoN8K96vM7pp2l33I7yqmOiyji10F5xgZaXJgerMW13_COniWJ19N5dkjowMDuZorzXmdeM_mgvqc/s640/blogger-image-164632379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnJaEyxavuud3UZ3AxfSQvdJXY58GTOVUFyhT1C8OmkPqHFk2LG2-F53NR9zFpEvFoN8K96vM7pp2l33I7yqmOiyji10F5xgZaXJgerMW13_COniWJ19N5dkjowMDuZorzXmdeM_mgvqc/s640/blogger-image-164632379.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinrtU__FxaWoI1j5CBgNNCrRjQN7WIjNtL_hWNhLhKLYfOZfdk2mgcw0WGcgF1uAjJpIH_gQ_J0W75R6u-hkIhzaIN5lU0OBDWDpDf1ujQ9tWo9xK8v3JFNkrr-nZ7Ig63ZILNlLFgY2A/s640/blogger-image-1050759177.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinrtU__FxaWoI1j5CBgNNCrRjQN7WIjNtL_hWNhLhKLYfOZfdk2mgcw0WGcgF1uAjJpIH_gQ_J0W75R6u-hkIhzaIN5lU0OBDWDpDf1ujQ9tWo9xK8v3JFNkrr-nZ7Ig63ZILNlLFgY2A/s640/blogger-image-1050759177.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>The garden shown above was a heartbreaker last year. So much time and money was put into it, and all that was produced, was weed. This year we decided to give the bed one more chance. We laid down landscape fabric and cut out holes for the plants. Hopefully it will keep down the weeds.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8hetAPdDLsuAhc6_qllw4-DBdLvCnQva8fZuRb41IRVfa6jWS0Fffn9upr019FghTYvvLSO6FwG5gml7rYpHkia45T5OT7XaNcYWLKSd5ugjdjjRM3_lZnuq3ep-uFRH4O6VNCi5MvA/s640/blogger-image--1911204229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8hetAPdDLsuAhc6_qllw4-DBdLvCnQva8fZuRb41IRVfa6jWS0Fffn9upr019FghTYvvLSO6FwG5gml7rYpHkia45T5OT7XaNcYWLKSd5ugjdjjRM3_lZnuq3ep-uFRH4O6VNCi5MvA/s640/blogger-image--1911204229.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>The garlic which was planted last spring, has spouted! </div><div><br></div><div>On Sunday, Mandi and her family visited. The weather cooperated, and the gang were able to fish off the dock.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTTcuuIaYjkwnuw1IhSPdpDf9xCDmp2fhajnf99h8ayemnZJfswxxZqWqbMQb_etPuOyaYIH_SBwjub5M1waWE5L0aTG5DdJ_x_jTvfsMfCcH7xVZGfX7A_rpB2MsHkqS9excDz4ki9QA/s640/blogger-image-1506118066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTTcuuIaYjkwnuw1IhSPdpDf9xCDmp2fhajnf99h8ayemnZJfswxxZqWqbMQb_etPuOyaYIH_SBwjub5M1waWE5L0aTG5DdJ_x_jTvfsMfCcH7xVZGfX7A_rpB2MsHkqS9excDz4ki9QA/s640/blogger-image-1506118066.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoseLZYlGlZ5w1Oo8uvw10K5YBauJTsSybdBN5vJsDg6-wQDwnJCY4cwOcZRgDjVwp8jxmssQUXv0Na6SwKXqsU4LyaXVdSNl9NJspXX_zDOUlMDOK-jnFtBEJaf3o35RBNDqX6oeYKy8/s640/blogger-image-1364786606.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoseLZYlGlZ5w1Oo8uvw10K5YBauJTsSybdBN5vJsDg6-wQDwnJCY4cwOcZRgDjVwp8jxmssQUXv0Na6SwKXqsU4LyaXVdSNl9NJspXX_zDOUlMDOK-jnFtBEJaf3o35RBNDqX6oeYKy8/s640/blogger-image-1364786606.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY3OdRXG_t5ktTIK2egK30mOiJYmY3Um366_ZEJUw-Mre8y5CVEg-uYSbwX-QC1GvRU88Lh5YeZ_op-XaFATy8rxxvA8rqrOeGHNxyBCArKLI2qr3WkOqDd-J2FLTeV_GVaB0wHrpt7wo/s640/blogger-image--1689663318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY3OdRXG_t5ktTIK2egK30mOiJYmY3Um366_ZEJUw-Mre8y5CVEg-uYSbwX-QC1GvRU88Lh5YeZ_op-XaFATy8rxxvA8rqrOeGHNxyBCArKLI2qr3WkOqDd-J2FLTeV_GVaB0wHrpt7wo/s640/blogger-image--1689663318.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFNhdtUywztGKDjtYd7AnDL8TVM1ktotNm6p-mnDvj2NR1pzo00sEjrCAf8wM31xlaWzjXQy1Z0nnV7rPFTBl3vI9OeoyzUwPqYBbC_On52z4JpWSmSZbbad16O2TLgn7dkjUThBqGCvk/s640/blogger-image-1197364164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFNhdtUywztGKDjtYd7AnDL8TVM1ktotNm6p-mnDvj2NR1pzo00sEjrCAf8wM31xlaWzjXQy1Z0nnV7rPFTBl3vI9OeoyzUwPqYBbC_On52z4JpWSmSZbbad16O2TLgn7dkjUThBqGCvk/s640/blogger-image-1197364164.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Thankfully, every child caught a fish...and all fish were returned to the river.</div><div><br></div><div>Alexia has the catch of the day though....</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLoafR2kC_HPj4SycESr_sUZAqSdJQfYPqQ9tkOh0_qtnqt3OhTXw5UJTDeNVSjc1CP6TVnWU3GZ0UyOtNsIcGA1CNI8kUWERIxmc6uQPBeEMbp6XKhsk4oPGxP6s97vmUdPQwpQfDbV0/s640/blogger-image--1600829053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLoafR2kC_HPj4SycESr_sUZAqSdJQfYPqQ9tkOh0_qtnqt3OhTXw5UJTDeNVSjc1CP6TVnWU3GZ0UyOtNsIcGA1CNI8kUWERIxmc6uQPBeEMbp6XKhsk4oPGxP6s97vmUdPQwpQfDbV0/s640/blogger-image--1600829053.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>All in all, a great time was had by everyone!</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-56194428656216119992015-04-23T08:49:00.001-07:002015-04-23T08:52:40.532-07:00Mother's DayMother's Day is fast approaching. It isn't always a pleasant day for me. Of course I love the calls from my own children who are now parents themselves, but I miss my mom and I really miss having a place to go and visit her.<br><br>Mom passed away in 2001. That month was particularly hard as we watched the events, as they unfolded, in New York City, in the early days of September that very same month. Mom was in the nursing home at that point in time, and every television was tuned on to that tragic event. Although she did not fully understand what had happened, (who did?) she understood the fear that we all felt. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">She passed away shortly afterward. </span><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I believe that her death was a relief for her. She had been ill for many years and she had experienced pain that most of us will never know. She was a tough gal, but she also knew fear.<br><br>In my heart of hearts I know that mom is all around us now. Why is it then that I miss having a place to go and lay flowers and speak to her?</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Mom is now resting at my brothers home… At least her ashes are.<br><br>I often think about how much we now have in common. My mother was a very enthusiastic rug hooker. I have taken up the craft, and am using her huge stash of wool that was left. There was a time when we had little to talk about but I have so much to share now. She'd enjoy seeing my newest rug cutting machine. She'd love some of the new patterns that I have purchased. She'd love hearing of some of the things I'd like to design myself. She'd be thrilled to hear that I ran into one of her old friends last year at the annual rug hooking show.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">She would love to see her grandchildren again and hear about all that they have accomplished. </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Shortly after she died, I had a dream. I dreamt that my father and I and my mom were walking down a street in Bracebridge. All of a sudden, mom started running ahead, but it wasn't in fear....it was with </font><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">glee, and when I looked down she had two legs. Mom had lost her leg several years before she passed away. She was whole again.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I wonder if she has any sense or vision of what's happening here. I wonder if she's pleased with what I am doing with my life. Am I looking after dad well enough?</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">This year I am promised that I can borrow moms ashes. It will be the first time in 14 years that I will be able to spend Mother's Day with her. The whole situation seems surreal. What will I do and what will I say to her that I haven't said already in those quiet moments at night when I stand on my deck and gaze heavenward?</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEmz0uwiJmfymjGFpz4zgtRlubTlUnknhEsutSh6qL1h2mJUQHdXpqZVErqlDBkOjzO5PAQsig8oxdU1Pwe9FkrV57ECiBMYwVYq8q8y79HXuC1VvqeCXtdYVcpKWC5YCuBTzSIMpxNo/s640/blogger-image-584377573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEmz0uwiJmfymjGFpz4zgtRlubTlUnknhEsutSh6qL1h2mJUQHdXpqZVErqlDBkOjzO5PAQsig8oxdU1Pwe9FkrV57ECiBMYwVYq8q8y79HXuC1VvqeCXtdYVcpKWC5YCuBTzSIMpxNo/s640/blogger-image-584377573.jpg"></a></div><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Perhaps I will say what I've said a 1000 times before..." I love you mom."</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-82283538795259737652015-04-02T10:20:00.001-07:002015-04-02T10:20:54.674-07:00Do you have enough?I had a rather urgent request from my daughter. Her request was that I stop buying toys for the children. She explained that she had been trying to tidy and organize the children's bedrooms and found that her daughter had 15 dolls.<div><br></div><div>I know, for sure that I haven't supplied that little gal with any more than two dolls... the last being this one –</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMcq6Z-VAnV07o9zOIFxyz6XCWqlH-Qfc0I2XJZzRwKvXH3Asrk_IyldCQ8QKSUiJ1de6LpU0uaTtPDttPwk7KKnr11-eoevkg5J1oGZNFBkNs_KX60NOjiDdgJ7litKSlZZ3EZOX2Sc/s640/blogger-image-2096727958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMcq6Z-VAnV07o9zOIFxyz6XCWqlH-Qfc0I2XJZzRwKvXH3Asrk_IyldCQ8QKSUiJ1de6LpU0uaTtPDttPwk7KKnr11-eoevkg5J1oGZNFBkNs_KX60NOjiDdgJ7litKSlZZ3EZOX2Sc/s640/blogger-image-2096727958.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I totally understand my daughters frustration. Her first point was that if every time the children visited I gave them something they would come to expect this. Her second point was that the more they accumulate the less they appreciate.</div><div><br></div><div>When I was little I had two dolls and I and I loved them dearly. As I got older I talked my parents into more. I'm sure I loved them all but none so much as those first two dolls.</div><div><br></div><div>I'm sure I'm not the only one that feels that I have a cumulated too much stuff. Moving from a 2500 square-foot home into an 800 square-foot home brought many challenges but the biggest challenge was getting rid of years of accumulation that just didn't fit into this small house. Parting with stuff is difficult. Stuff holds memories. I have learned however that no matter how hard I hold onto certain items I cannot bring the past back. I can hold it in my heart however.</div><div><br></div><div>It is said that you spend the first half of your life accumulating things and the last half your life disposing of those things.</div><div><br></div><div>Why do we buy? Why do we gather?. Is it because we fill all those empty spaces in our life with things that can only bring a temporary joy?</div><div><br></div><div>What is your reason for accumulating so much?</div><div><br></div><div>Yes...my little Doll...I will stop buying for the children and provide them instead with memories, cookies and all those other good things</div><div></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-39840137915890025342015-04-02T09:05:00.001-07:002015-04-02T09:05:09.881-07:00THIS is the first sign of spring!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ3cWkTLtweMOJtZFon8Ka800NKo8psPcl4pF40flkjc2XsLydCecTppxxMFGMt94Lw2ogYQFb04rDox7U_h0LFiiIhw7uyEI-6pdmiuKQAGpLBMAO_GsSIOImqEMM9YJxZxWtzQhiglg/s640/blogger-image-1167905097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ3cWkTLtweMOJtZFon8Ka800NKo8psPcl4pF40flkjc2XsLydCecTppxxMFGMt94Lw2ogYQFb04rDox7U_h0LFiiIhw7uyEI-6pdmiuKQAGpLBMAO_GsSIOImqEMM9YJxZxWtzQhiglg/s640/blogger-image-1167905097.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Away with the clothes rack...for today, anyway. Tonight we can look forward to sleeping on sheets sheets that smell of the outdoors.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I love the fact that I've learned to live without a dryer. Nothing beats the smell of laundry fresh off the line.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My side door that leads out to my line has shifted and I have to walk around the house because I can't open that door. The walk is well worth it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Soon house will settle on to its original position and the door will open and my clothesline will get much use.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Oh happy days....oh happy days!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-20815792784737332992015-03-13T21:14:00.001-07:002015-03-13T21:14:21.041-07:00I am resigning...<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><iframe src="http://cdn.mdjunction.com/modules/mod_tf_ad_content.php?w=468&h=60;&type=ROW" width="468" height="60" scrolling="no" frameborder="0"></iframe></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year-old again.</span><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make a sidewalk with rocks.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer's day.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to return to a time when life was simple; When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to think the world is fair. That everyone is honest and good..</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to believe that anything is possible.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to live simple again.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.</span></p><p><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So... here's my check book and my car-keys, my credit card bills and my 401K statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood. And if you want to discuss this. further, you'll have to catch me first, cause... Tag! You're it!</span></p>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8643627000537572251.post-57156726907776985282015-03-09T15:09:00.001-07:002015-03-09T15:09:17.393-07:00FrancesToday I lost my best friend. <div><br></div><div>I've known Fran for over 25 years. She was "my other mom." </div><div><br></div><div>When I met her, I was in a very unhappy marriage. She lifted me up....dusted me off...and loved me unconditionally. I could do no wrong.</div><div><br></div><div>She was my safe port in a storm.</div><div><br></div><div>She was my mentor. </div><div><br></div><div>She showed me that one could be happy in the face of adversity. She knew....</div><div><br></div><div>She lost most of her sight when she was just a little girl. The circumstance surrounding this loss don't really matter. What matters is how she managed the rest of her life as someone who would be deemed, eventually, legally blind.</div><div><br></div><div>She learned Braille. She sewed her own clothes...with only her worn clothes as a pattern...and she sewed them by hand. She tells me that she even drove!!</div><div><br></div><div>She was artistic.</div><div><br></div><div>Eventually she would receive a Cornea transplant which allowed her to see fairly well for a few years. She was so grateful....</div><div><br></div><div>She came by her artistic talent honestly. Her dad was Frank Hollister who created the Stained Glass windows on the Peace Tower in Ottawa. One of my fondest memories was our trip to Ottawa where she was escorted to see these magnificent works of art. I am not sure what she saw as she would never want to disappoint anyone by saying she saw little....but I know her eyesight was fading.</div><div><br></div><div>Her house was a safe haven for everyone... Why? Because she loved everyone unconditionally.</div><div><br></div><div>When the world was turned upside down, Frances became a Bahai. She knew that the world needed a healing balm, and the Faith was the path towards peace. The Oneness of Mankind....the elimination of prejudice of all kinds....the essential harmony of science and religion....the equality of men an women...the common foundation of all religions....the acknowledgment and respect of the station of Christ....these were the principles of the Baha'i Faith that she taught all of us....and she taught us so much more.</div><div><br></div><div>She was ever grateful....for all things.</div><div><br></div><div>She did not fear death. She looked upon it as merely a step into another journey...another adventure...</div><div>I believe that she will be reunited with her beloved Cameron.</div><div><br></div><div>Rest peacefully, my friend. You have earned your wings.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFiT2WZSxChIgd3KOSjICVXRx8pyzoytnxKKa00m5xDSHm37zzqE_AMp6w-5JSVuea2Jm5pV4eFG6jB96XFWY9se4mqYFEFywjJ_9Iku5kLpsH8UT35DZSaqM9tFDlKlYt8eiS_lroi1g/s640/blogger-image--1815695997.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFiT2WZSxChIgd3KOSjICVXRx8pyzoytnxKKa00m5xDSHm37zzqE_AMp6w-5JSVuea2Jm5pV4eFG6jB96XFWY9se4mqYFEFywjJ_9Iku5kLpsH8UT35DZSaqM9tFDlKlYt8eiS_lroi1g/s640/blogger-image--1815695997.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="bq_s" style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px;"><div class="bq-qt-page-box" style="border-color: rgb(240, 240, 240) rgb(236, 236, 236) rgb(223, 223, 223); border-top-left-radius: 5px; border-top-right-radius: 5px; border-bottom-right-radius: 5px; border-bottom-left-radius: 5px; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; box-shadow: rgb(204, 204, 204) 0px 1px 3px;"><div class="bqPageNavPctBg" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; background-color: rgb(224, 224, 224); margin: 0px;"><div class="bqPageNavPct" style="background-color: rgb(138, 199, 63); height: 3px; width: 82.578125px;"></div></div><div id="quoteContent"><div class="bq_fq bq_fq_lrg qt-fnt bq-smpl-qt" style="background-image: url(http://www.brainyquote.com/st/img/1097868/quotes.png); background-attachment: scroll; border: 0px; border-top-left-radius: 5px; border-top-right-radius: 5px; border-bottom-right-radius: 5px; border-bottom-left-radius: 5px; box-shadow: none; margin: 8px 5px 5px; overflow: hidden; padding: 15px 20px 12px; background-position: 5px -2px;"><p style="margin: 0px 0px 5px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">You and I will meet again, When we're least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won't say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again.</span></p><p class="bq_fq_a" style="margin: 0px 0px 5px; font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/t/tom_petty.html" style="text-decoration: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000">Tom Petty</font></a></p></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="bq_s" style="margin-top: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 10px;"><div class="bqFixPinPost"><div class="post_angle_btns shareSpacingClass" style="text-align: start; height: 33px; margin-top: -3px;"><div class="pw pw-widget ra1-pw-classicWidget ra1-pw_size_small pw-layout-horizontal" style="width: 496px; margin: auto;"></div></div></div></div></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><br></div>wendyytbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11958628213008688022noreply@blogger.com5