A View From...

...My Front Room
(I suppose it may be known as the living room too)

Oh yes my friends, it's the end of another week...one that flew by quite fast in my opinion. Lot's of craftiness, good luck and fun happenings in my life certainly helped the matter...A lovely dinner out with a friend last night, and an evening in watching a bit of a movie. Plus, it did start raining, which I certainly love (as I enjoy our forests and all the critters, and I know they must be holding a special little party in all the wet) But, before it was all cloudy (when I rushed out to water the lawn because it seemed to be sunny) I took these pretty pictures...





Of the springtime tree out front all covered in pink blossoms...I'm really enjoying the way it so nicely coordinates with all my outside decor...how very thoughtful of it!











And, this is just silliness...

I was sitting here watching the cat doze, and realized that if you look super close, you can see a sweet little squirrel that is sitting on that large rock in the distance...it sits there quite a bit actually, but I thought it was so funny because they both seem to be in the exact same position...

snort...

(fine. I need time off)





I will be enjoying my weekend off (my third one...when will the novelty wear off and I will cease to count them I wonder?) playing with my Fisher Price Sesame Street (sorry for the blurriness) My mother just unearthed it from storage, and couldn't bear to get rid of it. I should say not, both my sister and I played with it, and so did Rozzie. I received this toy at Christmas time one year from my grandfather, I remember it vividly! This was also the year that my mother sewed matching flannel nightgowns for both me and my dolls...and then we proceeded to bathe them all and was their clothes, so they could be set out in the living room and wait for Santa. This was also the year that my mother woke up early on Christmas morning and almost had a heart attack as she thought that Santa had actually brought a whole new slew of dolls (tee-hee)

I grew up with a couple of hippy parents, who found a lot of my toys used...maybe it's where I get the thrift mentality? Probably, as I am a firm believer that everything you want is out there (which goes along nicely with quantum physics doesn't it? See what I was learning at such a young age...and from a couple of hippies?) Anyway, I found out from my mother later that my grandfather used to just give her money to get me a gift for Christmas...and I have always felt a little bad about that. I mean, if he really loved me, why wouldn't he go out and get me one himself? Then I realized that he probably really wanted me to get something that I would enjoy, and he knew that my mom would be the best person to buy it for me...you know, cause we spent so much time together? And it would be a great way to supplement all the other gifts I would get...plus, I did actually get to spend quite a bit of time with my grandfather, and that is still one of the greatest gifts he ever gave me...him.

Can you tell me how to get...