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Oh, Christmas Tree

8 Dec

Somebody, somewhere out in the cosmos, is watching me and laughing their derrière off.  I bought three tubes (of ten each) of teeny-tiny little bows which are the perfect size for the tiny tree which will sit on our dashboard.

But these bows have become my nemesis – I’ve already decided the whole shootin’ match is going in the trash AFTER the holidays, if it doesn’t all find its way there in the next hour or so!

I got the little strands of battery-operated lights on the tree in just one try. But, the bows… the problem is two-fold; first, my hands are dry from the weather. Second; we’ve all used stick-on bows where you peel a backing off and apply perfect bows to a package, right?  These are exactly the same, but tiny: the backing is only 1/2 an inch by 1/2 an inch.

 

It’s as if these things were really made by tiny little elves in the North Pole, rather than in a factory somewhere in China to be sold to unsuspecting fools who think they are adorable, and buy them.

 

As a final insult, the bows don’t want to adhere to the branches I am fastidiously applying them to.  I searched around for the scotch tape, found it, and now I am tearing off little-bitty pieces to stick to the back of the sticky bits, and it seems to be working.

Only time will tell.

I am now out of the mood to try and finagle a way to hang holiday lights in here, so I ask for some help and we settle for arranging them on the dash, where after all of this effort, only the few people on the walking trail will ever see them. But we will see them, and you will too. My tiny Christmas tree does make the place merry and bright!

As if to reward me for my perseverance, there are snowflakes blowing around outside my windshield here in central Texas. Everyone is delighted and posting photos on Facebook, since this is such a rare event.

I’m hoping your holiday decorating is merry, fun-filled, and goes exactly as planned!

XO Donna

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Happy Thanksgiving

22 Nov

I want to wish you all a Happy and Healthy Thanksgiving!

I have things I am especially thankful for this year and getting to write, and having all of you reading my writing, is way up there on the list!

I invite you over to this week’s posts at DamnedGypsy.com and at 1010ParkPlace.com

Enjoy your friends, family, food and everything else you can think of to be grateful for.

XO Donna

Recombobulation Area

11 Aug

Dis.com.bob.u.late / verb; To upset, confuse, disconcert, or frustrate.
Vocabulary.com says, “It is a fun, fancy word for ‘confuse.’ Then, they used it in this sentence: If something has put you in a state where you don’t know up from down and you can’t spell your own name, you may be discombobulated.”

Or, to quote Jeff Foxworthy, “You may be a redneck… ” but, I digress.

When the word was first used circa 1820-1835, it was a fanciful alliteration of discompose or discomfort.
Although I t’s popularity is in the top 40% of words, the only person I’ve ever heard use the term was my mother. Until recently.

When I went to our Sister’s Reunion two weeks ago I flew into Mitchell airport in Milwaukee, WI. which boasts the world’s only recombobulation areas, one on each of it’s three concourses. Yep, just three concourses. Everything you can need and want, in an easy to navigate airport. I love MKE, it’s calm and civilized, and it reminds me of Austin’s Mueller Airport back in the 80’s.

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Since I flew TSA pre-checked, I didn’t have to suffer the usual indignities of long lines and strip-searches, and only put my purse through the x-ray machine. Looking up at the end of the inspection I noticed a large sign that said RECOMBOBULATION AREA above the hallway leading to the terminals, and laughed out loud. The guard looked at me quizzically, and I pointed to the sign, “That’s really funny!” He looked at the sign, then back to me, his expression changing not one iota. I figured it’d be a bad idea to encourage him to “lighten up,” so I kept my thought to myself and moved on.

Wouldn’t it be nice if there were recombobulation areas all over town? I envision little places with tiny gardens and water features where you could pull over after driving on MoPac or I-35…

Maybe that need to recombobulate is exactly what has driven the success of Starbucks, and the plethora of coffee shops everywhere. Maybe that’s exactly what bars and cocktail lounges have been providing for us since Prohibition ended!

Next time you find yourself craving alone time with your cappuccino, or making arrangements to meet friends at a local watering-hole, or to ‘paint, while drinking,’ know that there’s a higher purpose at play: you’re recombobulating!

XO Donna

 

Still Laughing

31 Jul

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We had only been in our motor-home for 10 days, and I left to go see my three sisters for our Second Annual Sister’s Reunion. Continue reading

Almost “Go Time”

29 Jun

 

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There are only a few items left to be given away or picked up. The furniture we’ve chosen to keep; his China and glassware, and my art all go into a small climate controlled storage unit… in case we want a house again later.

We have an agreement that in 6 months we are going to take a day and revisit what’s in storage – especially seasonal clothes – and do more clearing. But, not now.

None of this letting-go has been as much of a challenge as turning-in my leased Mini Cooper tomorrow. This will leave me “without my own wheels” for the first time since I was 17. As a fiercely  independent woman, I’ve struggled with this… what does it mean for me, or about me, if it means anything at all? What do you think?

I have decided that, like so much in life, we GIVE meaning (for better or worse) to the events in our lives. It’s not like I’m stranded –  we’ve still got a truck and a motorcycle.
Being able to have this conversation more than once, and many others like it, are the reason I know we can make this move and enjoy it.

They say that the two happiest days of a boat-owner’s life are the day he buys a boat… and the day he sells it! That was how we felt about owning our house.

It’s taken us 24 months to be ready to move into a motor-home – which we will do on Tuesday, July 4th. This will be a memorable Independence Day for us. The movers come the next day to take our things to storage, as do the people from St. Vincent de Paul Society. Did you know that you can donate mattresses in good condition? Neither did we. They are  sanitized and then donated, or sold affordably.

We’ve bought ourselves a few house-warming presents; a spotted cowhide rug, an ottoman with storage inside, (necessary) and some very soft, very artsy pillows to replace my scratchy kilim pillows. And, of course, getting our bar properly set up for guests is of utmost importance. Sure, we could use plastic cups, but how sexy is that?

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I’ve found the perfect, sturdy, multi-purpose glasses that will serve wine, a salt-rimmed margarita, or a hearty Old Fashioned, fashionably.
Y’all are always welcome to come visit. There will be photos next time, and I hope you will be in one of them.

XO
Donna

Gumbo Meditation

18 Mar

Looking back 3 years to see what was happening then. Oh, my. May have to make gumbo for dinner tonight! It’s been along time.

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I have never been able to sit on a cushion and stare at the wall. I’ve tried, trust me…over and over again. I thought it “would be good for me.” Finally a teacher told me that there are many ways to meditate, many ways to practice mindfulness. Perhaps I would do better with a moving meditation?

I haven’t sat still since!

I used to bake fresh bread as a form of relaxation and meditation…kneading the dough until it was as supple, smooth and soft as a newborn baby’s ass. The whole kitchen smelled of yeast, honey and love! I’d set aside a whole afternoon, it was like a vacation day for me. Then I developed a wheat allergy, and all of that was out the window. (deflated sigh)

Last Tuesday I was at my friend Gina’s house for lunch and a confab, and while we talked, she made Gumbo. I have never…

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Pssssst! I’m over here.

16 Feb

This week I have the pleasure of posting at 1010 Park Place. Follow the link below to read my blog, and those of all of the other great women that share their talents here!

http://www.1010parkplace.com/want-hear-god-laugh/

XO Donna