These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................

Wednesday, July 09, 2008


It is summer. I just decided it. Oh, you knew that? OK. I guess it is something that might not be news for most of you. But I just got it.

I figured out that is summer because for the last couple weeks I'm having some trouble finding new posts on my favorite blogs. There are a handful of my favorites that are posting daily or at least every other day, but many of my old standbys are wafting away in the mist of week old posts, or even worse, weekS old posts!

Does this mean that people are actually out of their houses? Actually doing something? Something fun and even productive?? Does this mean people are swimming at pools and beaches? Riding bikes? Playing tennis and golf? Taking vacations to exciting places? Oh, no!!!!

I'm guessing this is an indication of my life. The fact that I have enough time .... take enough time .... to read blogs and actually mourn their inactivity, is a sad, sad gauge!! OK, rain or no rain, I'm going to get outta here and do something!

It's your fault! That's right, YOUR fault! I'll be back. Sometime. But remember, I'm leaving the house because YOU make me do it! Own that!


Well! That was a good idea. NOT!! I debated when I started out the door, because the rain was moving from "rain" to "gully washer"!!! But I hopped in the truck, thinking it would do me good to at least go to the store and buy some corn on the cob (THANK YOU VERY MUCH, PATTI!!!) But down the muddy driveway and around the corner to the hill, and I could see water running through the gully at the bottom of the slope. There is rarely water in this gully. We drive through it every day, and the most I've seen is a few puddles, perhaps a foot or two across. But it was r.u.n.n.i.n.g. You don't drive through running water, especially on days that heavy rain and flash floods are at the warning level!! I hadn't thought of that little detail before heading out. uh-huh.

So I backed up to my driveway and put Ol' Blue in her spot at the foot of the steps. Yeah, I'll be staying in today. Tomorrow is supposed to get rain, too, but not like this. sighhhhh. Guess I'll read a good book!


  1. LOL It is so funny how we rely on other people to keep us enterained if that is even the right words.

  2. I'm glad you decided not to cross the gully. Sometimes it's tempting because we tend to think nothing bad can happen, but that's not actually true.

  3. Mary Ann, me, too! My truck rides high, but still ..... I might have gotten out, then returned home and been unable to cross it to get home.

    Never push your luck with running, or even standing, water.


If you have something to say about it, just stick out your thumb, and I'll slow down so you can hop aboard! But hang on, 'cause I'm movin' on down the road!!! No time to waste!!!