As you may know, I lost my beloved Winston in mid-October and I continue to mourn him. I miss him beyond expectation and I still, at the very least, get a lump in my throat when I talk to him. More often than not, however, there are tears.
The other night I went out for Merry Christmas festivities with some girlfriends and had a little gift exchange. One gift bag had a big bottle of wine and a gorgeous pair of earrings. And a box. The box was light as air and when I opened it, it was full of tissue paper. When I put my hand in and felt the roundness of a ball, I knew exactly what it was. I said “Is this going to make me cry??”
Of course it made me cry. How amazingly thoughtful.
Late that night when I finally got home, I put the ornament on my tree. I made a special place for
it him – right in front where he belongs. Not much later I was on my couch watching an old SNL Christmas special, I heard a rustling under my tree – in and about the Christmas presents. I’m sure it was a bag of gifts shifting, but in my heart, I’m going to hang on to the belief that Winston is with me. In my heart and in spirit.
When my grandmother died of cancer, she had tons of quilting and sewing material leftover. My mom took it upon herself to use the remaining materials and make Christmas decorations for her siblings and the grandchildren. They mean the world to me, not only because they were my grandmother’s materials, but also because my mom made them out of love (and loss). And I display them with love every year.
Tell me a story about your favorite ornament and the sentiment (if any) behind it.
~Peace (on Earth)
This gorgeous swimsuit from Swimsuits for All.
The Avenger Sashi Bikini
Every once in a while, something on a webpage or email will jump out at me and I’ll drool over it for months. And that’s what happened here. I saw the suit in an e-newsletter and swooned.
I’m not much for giving a shit about swimsuits. Mostly because I hide underneath a tank top when I head for the water. But I love this swimsuit. Love it. It’s so pretty and stunning. Would I wear it? Hell yeah! Would I cover up with a tank? …….Hm, more than likely.
Last night it snowed. And it snowed a lot. At least it snowed at Honey Boo Boo’s. It came down fast and heavy and covered the ground and the trees with a fierceness and a beauty that only December can bring.
And now it’s Sunday evening and it is raining – heavy and wet and mixed with ice. Rain that is coming down so fast and heavy with its own fierceness, I can hear it beating off the window. Weather that seemingly only Nova Scotia can bring.
And I’m pissed! I was all set to go to a community Christmas Tree lightening tonight with my BFF and her little one. My first tree lighting/community anything in a very long time. In fact, I was more than set. I was there. I parked just on the outskirts of town, all bundled up, and I walked to the centre where the “show” was supposed to happen. It had just started a bit of freezing rain when I left and I had my umbrella in hand, but I didn’t expect the down pour that’s happening outside right now. Let’s just say it’s a good thing I brought it.
Once Spanky and her mini-me and family arrived, we were told that the tree lighting happened a half hour before. Uh, what? It was supposed to happen at 6pm! But those mofos lit that damn tree up at 5:30. Grrr.
So, since it was raining, there was no point in standing around in the cold and damp, we said our goodbyes and I declined a drive back out of town to my car. I wanted the walk, regardless of the weather. And since I missed a tree lighting, I decides to take a picture of the decorated lawn trees I passed on my way in and out of town.
Ah well…It was a short 40 minute adventure that I rather enjoyed.
A very long time ago, at least 20 years, I cut my hair off because my best friend dared me to. That was the last time I had a major hair cut. I’ve been blond, I’ve had bangs, I’ve gone straight, but other than that, I’ve had little more than a trim.
I have naturally curly hair that often seems like a cross between Chewbacca and Kenny G., and the idea of cutting it off was terrifying. Mostly because it’s so hard to style. I have had hair envy for short (and long) ‘dos for a long time, but just never had the guts to go for it……
(Jules and Andy – Here’s your pic!)
I’m loving it! I am so happy with my decision to chop it off! I grinned all the way home that night. It feels so much healthier and it’s full of body and bounce! My hair was damaged from straightening and blow-drying for so long. I made the right decision.
And if cutting my hair off wasn’t enough to make me feel fantastic, the other night, Honey Boo Boo and I were at a grocery store. I came to the end of his lane to wait for him. When he was done, his cashier closed her register and was coming out of her cubby when saw me. She stopped dead in her tracks…I thought she was going to ask me if I was looking for something because she just glared at me and didn’t move. When she finally spoke she said “you are so beautiful”. I just looked at her and half laughed. She said “I’m serious. You are beautiful and you have the most gorgeous eyes and smile.”
Um…wow. That was completely unexpected. Thank you
grocery lady new best friend. That just added glory to how I have already been feeling. ❤