Monday’s Masterpiece

Good Monday Morning Blogger’s. Hope all are having a great start to their week, I am. In fact Monday is probably one of my fav’s !!! Always love, love, love the beginning of anything, so many possibilities. It’s fresh, it’s new and that’s always a good thing.

I have a brand new page to start in my planner, Mz. Serena…

Planner Desk…Isn’t it beautius

Sorry, I digress back to Monday’s Masterpiece. I’m really loving this one for a couple of reasons. First would be it is my 3rd Son and always love pictures/painting of my kiddo’s. Second, it’s Ballet and anything that has to do with that well that says it all. The Artist i.e. husband has really out done himself this time <3 Drumroll please…..

Really loving this painting !!! What do you think ???

Stream of conciousness saturday

The first thing I’m going to say is if you don’t like politics or reading about our President, move on. I’m going to do it. I’m going to write about how I feel about this entire situation. It is deeply disturbing to me that I have to feel that I cannot talk about this w/o being hated. For what, I truly just don’t get it. The level of hatred and vitriol against our President from the day he came down the elevator with his beautiful wife, I just don’t get it. I am off of facebook b/c the level of hypocrisy from their sight was more than I could bare. I just have to ask myself why do they get to censor me. Back in the day after Thomas Edison discovered electricity, could you only use it if you did it the way he said. One guy, or Alexander Graham Bell. Were you only allowed to talk to who he said you could or talk about the way he believed. What has happened to this Country and no I don’t think our President did anything to create this situation. I think it is the media and Big Tech. I don’t know, what will happen to WordPress if they don’t like what I say ??? Are they coming for me next ??? Or maybe you, because the pendulum always swings back. I have earned the right to say, write whatever I want too. I got off of FB because I will not be censored and I never was on Twitter…Twitter is just stupid. “I’m standing on a corner right now.” Who cares or maybe I just don’t understand Twitter. I am a very tolerant and forgiving person. I don’t judge b/c I don’t know everything. I just think I know one thing and this situation is very dangerous for this great nation !!! “Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We all better realize this before it’s too late. We all know that Joe Biden is not going to be the president. It will be Kamala or however you spell her name. She is very dangerous to our Republic. I’m going to have to say a lot of prayer’s for our country and our right to be free with her at the helm. I really hate to be right on that point. Please look at my family picture that I took at Christmas time. Like they say, “A picture is worth 1000 words !!!” That is the last thing I’m going to say <3

Merry Christmas, 2020 Husband Son’s Daughter’s Granddaughter’s

Wednesday’s Words

Good morning Blogger’s, hope everyone’s week is going smoothly. It seems to be a bit stressful at this point in our nation, but as my very wise grandmama use to say (and say quite often) “This too shall pass !!!” So what I’m doing at this point in my week is going to my happy place. That would be my Daily Planner. I have Mz. Serena up and running, (pictured below) and I’m also starting to set up, “The Mother Ship.” She will be my planner that keeps everything that is near and dear to my heart.

I really love planning my day !!! It just looks so pretty…I’m going to be posting what I do with my planner which for now I will call the Mother Ship. This year I am going to devote to J O Y !!!! Anything that does not bring joy into my life, well it is going to be removed. Life is short and I’m not wasting anymore time on things that do not bring me J O Y. My blog is a happy place for me and brings me joy. I love to write, I love to plan. Let’s do this <3 Happy Hump Day <3

Share Your World

QUESTIONS: 

What’s a relationship deal breaker for you?

That would have to be lying. I have to be able to know that what you say and do is real. Trust <3 is everything for me <3 .

Do you believe in extra-terrestrials?

There has to be. It’s just to big and vast for us to be alone here….eeeek !!!

In the morning, do you hit the snooze button on your alarm (sometimes repeatedly) or do you leap out of bed, ready to face the day?

I usually am always awake at 8/8:30 am…I don’t sleep any later than that…

If you came back in the next life as an animal, which animal would you choose to be?  (and even if you don’t believe in that, let’s suspend belief for a moment just to have a little fun)

I’m pretty sure it would be a dog. I just absolutely love, love, love dogs. Probably a Service Dog. I love people and making their life a little better <3 .

GRATITUDE (Participation is always optional)

What do you plan to work on this year to make it better than last year  (personal goals, physically or mentally, or all three)?

I am going to try to eat better and exercise and get outside more. Fresh air and being outside can do wonder’s for you physically and mentally. I’m going to write more and set up my planner. Become the planner girl that I have always longed to be…Blessings to all the Blogger’s out there in the blogosphere. Oh that’s right, I’m going to grow my blog with my planner !!! Happy Everything, 2021 <3 .

Song Lyric Sunday

Happy Song Lyric Sunday Blogging Buddy’s…Today’s prompt is your song has to begin with the letter, “M or A.” I’m going to use the letter, “M.” My Song is Money, Money by the Group ABBA. I know it’s a little dated by then so am I 😉 .

Money, Money, Money

I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain’t it sad
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That’s too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn’t have to work at all, I’d fool around and have a ballMoney, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man’s world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man’s world
Aha aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It’s a rich man’s world
It’s a rich man’s worldA man like that is hard to find but I can’t get him off my mind
Ain’t it sad
And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn’t fancy me
That’s too bad
So I must leave, I’ll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the sameMoney, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man’s world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man’s world
Aha aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It’s a rich man’s worldMoney, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man’s world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man’s world
Aha aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It’s a rich man’s world

I haven’t done this in awhile so I’m kind of out of sync. I’ll put in a link to Mr. Jim’s/Song Lyric Sunday. Thank’s for the prompt Mr. Jim and Happy, Happy Everything 2021… <3

Merry Christmas, 2020

It was the best Christmas ever !!! Family, Food, Movies, Games and yes of course presents. I am blessed with so much all I want to say is Thank You for giving me so much. So much love, so much grace. My life’s is guided by God and guarded by his Angel’s. There are just no words. I am at peace and my heart is full of love. Merry Christmas and Happy Everything <3 …

Oh and I got my Christmas Card for next year 😉 …Happy Everything Bloggers <3 …

Welcome Home

Mom, can I sleep at Grandma’s tonight ??

I heard in the car, this morning….

When I managed to turn around to see my child, it made

me go back to the past, with just one sentence…

She was no longer within my reach.

I travelled far….

When did time go by and make us adults full of boring priorities??

We fight every day, for something we’re not even sure we really want…

When in fact grandma’s house, is what everyone needs to be happy.

Grandma’s house, is where the hands of the clock take a vacation with us and the minutes unhurriedly, go by.

Grandma’s house is where a simple pasta and homemade bread seem to have different flavors, delicious…

Grandma’s house is where an innocent afternoon, can last for an eternity of games and fantasies.

Grandma’s house is where the cupboards hide old clothes and mysterious tools.

Grandma’s house is where the closed boxes become chests of secret treasures, ready to be unveiled.

Grandma’s house is where toys rarely come ready, they are invented on the spot.

Grandma’s house, is where everything is mysteriously possible, magic happens without worries..

Grandma’s house is where we find the REMAINS OF OUR PARENTS’ CHILDHOOD AND THE BEGINNING OF OUR LIVES.

Grandma’s house on the inside, is the address of our deepest affection, where EVERYTHING IS ALLOWED.

That luxury no longer belongs to me – unfortunately – it will live with me only in memories.

Even so, if I could place an order now…any order of all orders in the world, I would order the same thing…

“CAN I SLEEP AT GRANDMA’S TONIGHT ???”

(Author unknown)

I am so thankful for my Grandmama Fannie…I look forward to seeing her again someday. I am blessed with all of my memories of her and my time spent up on that magical farm in Wisconsin <3 …

Good bye Mz. Bella

You were loved and you were my friend…Thank you so much for all the joy you brought to our family <3 Blessings Dear Bella <3 You will be missed. RIP <3

Rudyard Kipling

“The Power of the Dog”

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie --
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find -- it's your own affair --
But . . . you've given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)
When the spirit hat answered your every mood
Is gone -- wherever it goes -- for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept'em, the more do we grieve;

For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long --
So why in -- Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
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