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Have You Lost a Pen Without Moving From Your Chair?
I hand write every day without fail. I journal, make lists, scribble down ideas, write down tidbits of information and such. I use pens regularly. My pens have their own pen-stations, near my favorite chair, on my desk, and in my purse. The drawing pens are in a case, in a bin drawer or near my chair stash (photo).
I buy handwriting pens in packs. I also seem to lose pens in packs. You'd think that when I stand up, there's pens falling all over the place, but there isn't. Have I found pens in the laundry? Yes, but not as often as I lose them.
Could it be like many other products sold in America, that pens are running out sooner because they are filled with less ink so you buy more? Or am I writing more? Maybe I'm just not a tidy pen person.
Reflection Monday November 2023
What do you do when something comes at you out of nowhere?
It feels to me that we are sometimes like old cans on a fence, about to know a rock from a slingshot.
I was looking back at this first Monday of the month feature that began in December 2013, ten years ago next month. I read a post, in draft now, that I wrote on 11 September 2013. An excerpt:
Those words fit into what is going on in the World today, and so do these:
I pray that people in power know where they stand...I pray they listen to all sides...
The Thrill of Simple Things
As you can see in the photo background, I'm culling books. For book lovers, culling can feel like losing a family pet. Boxing up titles doesn't work well because after a while, there are too many boxes in the closet. It is best to just get the job done. Whine all you want, that's not only acceptable, it is normal when preparing books on their journey out the door. What you don't see is those books have been there going on 3 days as I recover from knowing they will soon be in a donation bag.
Meanwhile, I am thrilled with my new-to-me bar stool for my easel area.
Not much progress at all for the New Haven River painting. There's been life road bumps in the recent weeks for me to deal with. I expect in the next few days for remarkable change on the canvas to post about.
P.S.
Side note here. Small order on on Walmart website. Better for me to pick up at the store than go to store to find they are out of stock. At checkout online, the total cost is too high. Did I make a mistake and add more than 1? No. My order process is correct.
The problem is Walmart add $6.99 to my order because my total order is being below their $35.00 minimum order amount. It is highly unlikely I will ever order online from Walmart no matter what my items total is.
Mug Season
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Terrazza Mug by Park Designs |
Tis the season for a nice big mug for hot chocolate and marshmallows any time, soup for lunch, and a help me live again hot coffee morning.
Yesterday's find at the thrift store is a thrilling one for me. A big mug like the one in the photo isn't easy to see on the shelf unless you frequent the shop a few times a week.
Tis the Season to Shop Coffee Mugs
This blog's link post 12 September 2023
Frost, Sleet & a Bit of Snow
Yesterday and last night I had to relax as well as be careful what I ate. I need to make sure nothing is going to give me issues with cramps and such because that triggers an anxiety attack. Anxiety will trigger cramps. I also don't wear any cologne or turn on the car radio lest they also trigger an anxiety surge. I don't take anti anxiety medication if I am driving. I suffer through it. That is why I prepare so carefully days before.
On the road home, I feel good. Rest a short while before leaving again, check the map again, pack up and off I go. The weather forecast is a possible wintery mix. It was sleeting lightly when I got in the car.
The scenery is outstanding, open fields, cattle, cows, rolls of hay, bare branches, green grasses, old houses, newer houses. I'm happy and amazed how much of Vermont is undeveloped. About 20 minutes into the ride, the sleet stops. Clear skies, good dry road. And more road. Near Orwell, asphalt is being put down on the northbound lane. There were 2 stop stations when I went through. Made it a little late, but got the chair and head back home. Fair Haven is a cute town.
On the trip back, the asphalt area is one stop, and mere minutes waiting.
I have no clue.
As I enter Addison, Vermont, I see a huge cloud over and below Snake Mountain like a white fluffy blanket. It was gorgeous. No photographs because there was no safe turn off.
I stop at the grocery store to get something for dinner. I get out of the car and it is light snowing. Salmon or beef? I got both. I can make stew tomorrow. Looking for tarter sauce because I like dill with fish, I found none. Instead I got dill relish.
Well, Now That Halloween Is Over...
A Week Versatile, Hello November
This will be a picture for a composite to paint from.
Learning how to paint open water is a dream of mine.
Welcome November!
November is the month my poetry heart loves most, moody, mysterious, windy and a cold that rushes right through the soul.
I will not be posting an audio version of my reciting Poe's poem, "The Raven." I did a couple tries, and trust me, they are horrible, and deleted. I just couldn't get Vincent Price out of my mind. He does the best Poe voice ever. Instead, I will post a reading from a myth or something I write based on a true story.
On the 2nd holiday vibe Monday, I almost forgot I'm going with that attitude. I had such a lazy time of it last week, there is catch up to do. I'm feeling better, (shots done for the year), depression lifting enough for me to sneak out from under it, and allergies no longer bringing me sinus discomfort. This week has a versatile agenda on the home front. Being busy will be a change from October's quietness.
How is the view of your November?
P.S. In the good news slot, I think I've found a good bar stool for my easel area. I like to stand when I paint. A stool gives me a place to rest and think. Chairs are too low.
Tip: Using Google Voice, you can call yourself to find your cell phone.
Day 301 of Week 43 in October 2023
Scrolling through pictures, the date or where the image is captured is no longer with the details
The foliage around town is about the stage of the maple. There is something about the golden leaves and dark branches that feels classy. At this lower elevation, there is a foliage vibe of a comfy knit throw around my shoulders that I don't sense when I'm in the mountains at peak foliage. Maybe being close to home is what generates that atmosphere of warmth.
Sun Shining on the Floor Is Not Good For Fallen Gray Hair
Disclaimer...I am attempting to be humorous about aging.
Any day now I will not be surprised to read about a study that seeing gray hair on the floor when the sunsines through the window means you have a ten percent chance of passing away early in the morning.
It feels like every time I am happy with something or notice something about the stages of aging I am going through, there's a blankety-blank blank study that indicates it may cause a stroke, heart attack or takes ten years off my life. It is getting so the older I become, the less likely all that will matter. I may not have ten years to deduct.
I need my greasy crisp food! I can't go without a crunch for long. Celery and carrots don't count. I want the flavor of grease and spices in my food sometimes. And another thing, fruit sorbet will never replace coffee ice cream!
After getting the new covid booster shot the other day, today is the first time I can use my right arm without discomfort. Last night I was feeling poorly. Today I feel fine. I don't know what happened. Sleep maybe?
I should be at the canvas painting today. Sorry it is taking me so long to get really started on the fall series. This is Friday. For me it feels like Tuesday.
Have a Crunchy Comfy Weekend!