Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Oh This is the Way to Start the Day

Good Morning to you!  We're all in our places with sunshiny faces.  Oh this is the way to start the day.  This morning began with a feisty cat who clearly was angry over the fact I didn't sleep on my right side all night for her.  She's a creature of habit and only my right arm will do for her slumber.  She likes to lie on my arm, get her paws warmed up and then stretch out and use my hand as a pillow.  This is all fine and good but sometime in the night when I no longer can feel my arm and my hand feels cold, I have to turn over.  Most nights she is fine with this but there are those nights, like last night...it just isn't what she has in mind.  When I got up this morning she came over to me like most mornings for a little head rub on my feet to mark me as hers and then she took a chunk out of my ankle.  Not one of those love nips either.  To deter her attack that would be all the way to the kitchen I quickly got a spray bottle of perfume and sprayed it into the air.  She doesn't like spray or aerosol, so she quickly went on her own way.  By the time I got into the kitchen, she was over it but it was more likely to play nice in order to get a morning treat.

We enjoyed a laid back weekend.  Well, relaxed and laid back in not having anywhere specific to be. It was a working weekend preparing for the move in March.  I made a huge dent into getting the casita bedroom packed up.  Roy made a KCM run with four bags of clothes and household items and he is in the process of going through his study and getting everything tidied up.  We also came to the official conclusion not to put our house here on the market.  It doesn't make sense for many reasons to do that right now.  I was feeling unbelievable pressure to prepare things to move and at the same time preparing the house for the sales market.  I reminded Roy of everything out here in Rancho De Five that he loves and would miss if he moved into Houston to be closer to the office.

One of my favorite authors is Gail Godwin.  I discovered her books in the 80's and I have always looked forward to the release of her new titles.  She wrote a small non-fiction book, Publishing.  It is not a how to or seven steps to be a published author, no it is a memoir of times and people.  A side note, many of her novels take place in Asheville, so she is one of authors whose work influenced a decision to get a second home in that part of the country.  I finished Publishing yesterday and of course today I am sad because there is not any more of the book to read.  So now, I will re-read and see what I missed on my first journey through.  Gail Godwin seems to be very likable but has a full on tilt of artistic temperament.   Now in her mid 70's, she confesses in her book that she's a bit embarrassed by some of her antics now.  Yesterday, while finishing the book, I came across a quote that explains a little bit more to me why in the world would I pick my One Word to be, play?  "The first twenty years you learn.  The second twenty years you practice.  The third twenty years you perform.  And the fourth twenty years you play."  Casals

Not quite sure what it says about us, but we like a lot of the lamps and tables from PB Kids and PB Teens.  We ordered a lamp for the twin bed bedroom that is so cute because I really wasn't looking for the traditional nightstand lamp for that bedroom.  The curtains from PB Teen are the perfect colors and styling for two of the bedrooms, but going to wait until later to order because I want to remeasure the windows to make sure of the length.  The seller of the house had them hung with a couple of inches between the hem and floor.  Think I would like them to go longer and actually touch the floor.

Speaking of touching the floor, my feet need to get moving.  More packing taking place today in the casita bedroom.

Friday, January 23, 2015

I Works Hard For No Money

Once again it is a North Carolina morning complete with fog but alas no mountains.  Of course there is the pretend mountain that I can see if I squint my eyes just right, look through the trees and focus on the roof of a distant neighbor's home.  It's kind of like a long range mountain view.  Yesterday was a successful day of packing and organizing for the eventual move.  The breaks come while coming across something interesting that I forgot about whether it be a picture, notes or something that is being packed up.  Today will be considered successful if I can find the waffle iron and get it packed.  You might think, but Nancy, that means no waffles until April...well, the box hasn't even been opened.  So here's to waffles in the mountains!

While wrapping things in bubble wrap and in the midst of throwing away, the day of packing with the pleasant breaks included the highlight of drinking Diet Coke with Lime...in a bottle, not a can.  CVS used to carry them but the only place for those rascals to be found is...Buc-cees.  Thankfully, I have a friend who makes frequent trips to Baytown, where the newest Buc-cees can be found.  She brought me six bottles and I so enjoyed the pause that refreshes, which is really a Pepsi branding, in the midst of bubble wrap, packing paper, tape and boxes.  Thank you Dena!

Another fun happening in the midst of it all was Peggy's text.  She had received an email from the Baylor Alumni Association asking for our RSVP to the Alumni By Choice Luncheon.  The four of us are going and I am really so very excited about this.  Later in the afternoon I received the official letter.

It is now Friday morning.  Not that unusual for a post to be comprised of several days.  The work of packing and giving away continues.  Last night after all the rain UPS delivered four boxes of wooden boxes on casters.  They were ordered at the beginning of December and knew they wouldn't arrive until January.  These were very reasonably priced compared to some I have seen elsewhere for over $150.00 just because the word Book or Read was stenciled on the side.  These will work as under the bed storage for us.

Yesterday, we had great discussion in Bible study of the remainder of Luke 11 and delved into Luke 12.  Our group has so many insightful women of all ages.  Two of the moms with newborns had their boys join us.  Nothing like baby sounds of coos and little grunts with Bible study, they go great together.  We mainly looked at the relationship of the Pharisees with Jesus.  The study questions really brought home how sometimes things don't change and how they need to change.  One lady brought the modern insight of the Sadducees were more like today liberals, Pharisees like evangelicals today and the Essene's would be the hippies of today.  Wow!  Great insight and having that thought hit close to home.  Pharisees, wanted to sit in the place of honor, be recognized, they worried about themselves more than serving and kept others from growing into leadership because they wanted to remain in control and feared for their own replacement.  They hung unto tradition just for the sake of hanging onto tradition.  CBS studies are really so good and this is my seventh year participating.  I have never been this consistent for a study in my whole life.

You have to love a hubby that sends you weather reports for your trip in Excel spreadsheets.  Bottom line is, it will be a little colder than usual and we might see a bit of snow.  Hopefully the weather cooperates to take the scenic back way to our home.  It is one of the most beautiful drives ever!

Well, the day awaits and there are things to be done.  

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Purge But No Binge

It looks like North Carolina this morning.  Trees shrouded with fog and being able to see only a few feet ahead.  It's beautiful!

When it comes to moving into our future, we have to get good at purging things from our past that limit us or hold us back.  Christine Caine

 This is a great quote to read on a Tuesday after getting moving quotes over the weekend.  The cost took me a bit by surprise, even with moving in the non busy season and with the cost of fuel now.  There is so much to consider and even going through our home, listing the pieces to be moved, we forgot to include a few things.  And I thought I did a huge book purge when we moved out to Rancho De Five. It is looking like the book purge of 2015 is about to happen.  

We find it exciting to talk about our future since we have felt somewhat stagnant in the past few years.  My knees will not let me be in choir.  For this, I am sad.  I also find myself on the sideline and I am not quite sure how I got here, but I have a pretty good idea.  Can I help it I didn't want someone else to define my life for me?  

Of course many times what holds me back is myself.  When you finally get comfortable in your brain and skin, you're too old to be considered for much but along with that too old means, I can pretty much say or do or wear what I want.  Well, that last sentence sounded like Cartman.    

We went to the memorial service of a coworker of Roy, Sunday.  It seemed a million miles away in Kingwood.  It wasn't a very long service, mainly the pastor talking, we sang one song and then the worship leader sang one of the deceased's favorite songs.  No eulogy or anyone else speaking.  The family kind of sauntered in to the worship center and it seemed like a stretch to really talk very much about the man.  Some of the stories the pastor told were kind of strange stories to tell, but that might have been all they had of interest.  The service was well attended though. 

Yesterday, I purged things from my closet to move into our future that has less closet space.  It was a joy to do so because it is another step closer to living in the country and enjoying cooler weather.  The book purge began too.  Six boxes ready to go to the Bookworm this weekend.  As I've been working I am trying to keep in mind that Roy could sell the house out here on the prairie if it's the right time and right buyer.  So, some of the purging has that aspect of that future in mind as well.  

We have a meeting set up with our general contractor and a delivery day set up for furniture delivery while I am in Asheville.  It will be helpful to have Peggy there as we talk with Jonathan.  She contributed several great ideas for our Rancho De Five home.  Next thing, get a locksmith scheduled.  Once I get all that settled Peggy and I can enjoy the sights.

Well, another day of purging and thankfully it has nothing to do with food cause you have to binge if there is food involved.  I am also considering what needs to go up on the next trip. 

Sunday, January 18, 2015

Adventures With the Halt and Lame...That Would Be Me

If I were in the choir loft this morning, I would be on the halt and lame row.  Really, it's sad when you are going to do a quick walk through Hobby Lobby because this might be the week they have the sign Roy likes on sale and we grab a shopping cart, not because we think we are going to be buying tons of stuff, but so good old Halty here can use it like a walker to make our walk through Hobby Lobby manageable.  Good news!  The man cave sign was on sale.

Roy and I attended a funeral yesterday in the historic Lawndale Cemetery.  There are headstones that are truly works of art.  As we made the winding turns in the processional to the grave site, familiar names of famous Houstonians dotted the serene landscape.  The first sunny weekend in quite sometime and the freeways were packed with cars and it seemed no different in the cemetery due to multiple graveside services happening within the same time frame.  The service for Emily's father was very nice and many friends were in attendance, so much so it surprised the Episcopal minister presiding over the service.  Our drive back out to Rancho De Five was not as adventurous or crowded as the trip to Lawndale.  We stopped for a late lunch at El Rancho, thus, the quick trip to Hobby Lobby.

Today, we are attending a memorial service for a co-worker of Roy in Kingwood.  Added to the mix is the Mrs. Monarch role.  I haven't had to be her in a really long time.

Happy Pooh Day!

I had breakfast with a new friend on Friday morning.  We were having such a good time we got kicked out of Black Walnut because they needed our table for the expanding lunch crowd.  I think that is why Black Walnut is never a choice for lunch if it is up to me to pick.  Finding a parking place is too stressful.  Add to that fact it is January so the Lifetime parking lot is totally full, so that option isn't even available.  So just like Pooh and Piglet it was a what's for breakfast/what's going to happen exciting today Friday morning.

The moving people had to reschedule our meeting from Friday to Saturday morning.  We are picking a great time price wise to move some things up to North Carolina.  He also said because our destination is on one of their most busy routes, we should have our furniture delivered in four to six days.  We were prepared with our list of things going and our questions on  packing.  This morning I realize I left a couple of things off the list but we have until a week before we move to make additions and subtractions.

Yesterday, I also made reservations at the Inn on Biltmore Estate for Peggy and me.  She is going with me as I take stuff up there and to be at the house for several deliveries.  And because both of us are such domestic goddesses, we will also arrange kitchen things.  Peggy and I have been to the Biltmore before, way back in the day, 1999.  It was in July and we did a quick tour of the house and gardens.  She told me, we don't need to buy the audio guide, I can tell you everything about this house since I have been here before.  Ha!  Not until I went back in 2002 with Dena did I realize Peggy didn't know everything about the house.  We aren't going to do the Biltmore House but I think she will really enjoy seeing everything else there on the estate.  Edward, our friend who works there will be so excited to finally meet Peggy.  We have talked about her, both Roy and Dena, when we have been on our trips there.  The girls at Turkey Creek Cafe will be excited because I told them Peggy could teach them how to line dance.  They want to know how but their moms don't want them learning line dancing at a bar.

Well, it is time for Halty to get going and get dressed.  Have a wonderful day!

Friday, January 16, 2015

Just Stuff Before the Weekend

Why is play so elusive for some grown-ups?  Because we are so strongly attracted
and attached to a profoundly goal-oriented, work-ethic-driven society.  Like
other forms of non-work, play connotes wastefulness, a stoppage in the way of
what needs to get done.  Yet often what really needs to get done has more to do
with our hearts and spirits and less to do with a deadline or longstanding project.
Play beckons to us, urging us to live in the present moment, a moment that

becomes more luminous when we disallow interruptions like work and worry.

I found this quote and I would give credit to whoever thought of this wonderful quote but it was listed as anonymous.  It's a pretty good quote in my book and yes, it went into my quote book I bought years ago from Levenger.  Keeps quotes all nice and organized.  

It is fun to watch serious, focused Roy write seriously funny things on the safety email he sends most mornings, his company sends them out as daily reminders to work safe.  It feels like such a loss when he doesn't have time to forward it with his witty remarks and insights that concern Buddy or me or both of us with safety.  

On Facebook this week a friend who usually posts quotes or pictures of family or church happenings made a really, rather out of character, post.  She said she was going to go see Pit Bull at the rodeo in March.  Friends had so much fun with that and let her know how funny it was when she posted a retraction and explanation and disclaimer, she wasn't going to see him.  Here's hoping she wasn't told to make a disclaimer.  So many enjoyed the brevity from the same o same o Facebook updates.  

You have to make it a fun job whilst going through drawers and boxes and closets, trying to get organized and sorted what stays here and what goes to NC.  Yesterday it was fun because I found $80.00.  Over the weekend I came across some journal pages that lets me know in hindsight Alzheimer's began sooner than later with my mom.  For instance in 2005 I wrote about how mad my mom had become over taking one of her best friends to MD Anderson...it wasn't actually the taking, it was the fact she needed to be picked up so late.  Only thing, my parents weren't picking her up just taking her in the mornings.  My mother didn't lose her temper and things like this did not make her mad but maybe with the onset of the disease, it was changing my normally docile mother.  The other thing I came across was a totally inappropriate birthday card for Roy from her.  She was known for her cards, mostly very funny, but this one was very s&xual in nature....again, a little bit of Alzheimer's sneaking in and we didn't realize what it was.

Welcome Friday!  Life got in the way of blogging but it was good life.  There was CBS which I left early because I met Lisa P for lunch at The Nord.  We celebrated her birthday with our regular crab stack, cilantro lime shrimp salad and splitting a white choc bread pudding.  Yum!  We got an extra special surprise when tucked away in another booth in the corner was Paige B and Dora P.  Gee, I just realized put together our last name initials make PPBM but we are not into potty humor.   When I got home I could not find Buddy anywhere...I called her name and nothing.  Except in the distance I could hear the slight sound of a meow.  I called her name again, and I heard the sad little meow.  I looked around and realized she had gotten into the linen closet and Chris had shut the door not realizing Buddy was in there.  I have done the same thing, because that little gray cat is fast and sneaky.  That is the longest time she has been shut in that closet.

That's it for now.  

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Keep Moving Forward....

Congrats to Ohio State or The Ohio State or as the flag runners proclaimed OO HI.  Flag runners going to be flag runners.  At this stage in the game I would be a flag dragger along the sidelines and it might just take the whole game for me to go the distance.  Yes my friends, flag running is for the young and for those who like to misspell.

Roy talked with moving companies and one is coming out Friday to give us an estimate.  The flooring company called yesterday letting us know the hardwoods look great and this time the wood and gloss are a match.  Yea!

When we moved to Rancho De Five, one of the things topmost in furnishing our home was, each piece needed to add storage or another purpose other than what is was being used for.  I am trying to bring that mindset to this home because it is smaller and has much less storage than here.  Lots of downsizing going on.  The window treatments are not staying but are up until I find what I am looking for.

So, we keep on moving forward....

Monday, January 12, 2015

Playful and Play...It Does a Body Good

We took another sabbatical Sunday this morning.  Roy was exhausted and didn't want to get out in all the mess.  I didn't have the best night sleeping with Buddy restless and with the rumbling of thunder that came ever closer as the morning came.  Many Sundays we go to First for the music that ministers to our spirits and with the choir on leave until next week, the extra umph to get going into town for church is lost somewhere between the warmth of the covers and the willingness of the heart.

But just because our rears aren't in church doesn't mean we can't hear God speak to our hearts.  This morning was especially heart opening for me as I read the Word and contemplated what I had read.

I have written previously that my One Word for 2015 is play.  There is so much to the word, it comprises so many good and honorable qualities.  I woke up this morning thinking about this word, play and being playful.  What encompasses playfulness?   Sadly, I must admit that I have left a great deal of playfulness out of my life in the recent years.  Playfulness can get on many a serious person's nerves.  They don't quite see the need to celebrate the little things or having humor in the midst of serious issues.  Somehow I let those feelings of others define decisions and the course of the path I travel upon.    The consequences of this is; I don't send as many cards as I used to, I don't give as many spontaneous gifts for 'just because' reasons, I'm not dancing while I vacuum, I'm not listening to that much music, there's been a losing a bit of wonder and amazement, giving into my cynical view of life and some disregard for some manners and thoughtfulness.  It is not a very creative season, I am not using the gift of imagination, and I find my views can be quite pessimistic; it seems to have been a little bit more of a self absorbed season of life.  You know, taking oneself too seriously.

It was a fun, humorous dream that I awoke from that started this line of thought and not only did I
wake up to the day, but I awakened that spark within to see the good and the funny in life.  Of course there hasn't been a losing of a sense of humor but more times than naught on our last trip to Asheville, Roy commented several times, you still have that umph within you that makes you childlike, with the sense of wonder and being happy over the smallest of things.  We both noted, I have kind of lost that here on the prairie.

So it has been fun looking at quotes and writing down quotes on playfulness and play in my quote notebook.  I have also been reading the Scripture, trying to find the passage I most would think defines playfulness.  The choice might be quite surprising, but it is Proverbs 31.  I love the women writers who are taking back Proverbs 31 to the original meaning from Hebrew.  The more I re-read this chapter, I am really trying to understand how this chapter defines women as homemakers only.  My goodness, this lady was involved in a lot of stuff!  To be that involved, she has to have a sense of humor or at least in my interpretation there in she has to.  Verse 11, she great enriches his life...she brings him good, not harm.  Believe me, as a wife of noble character, you have to have a sense of humor to bring good, not harm... 15, she has servant girls, that has to help keep your spirit up and a sense of humor.  17, she is energetic and strong, a hard worker....her lamp burns late into the night.  Some of my most creative ideas have come late in the night and also when I brush my teeth and that can be early or late brushing.  25, she is clothed with strength and dignity and she laughs without fear of the future.    There are more verses I could bring commentary to but I think verse 30 speaks playfulness and joy the loudest; Charm is deceptive, and beauty doesn't last; but a woman who fears the Lord will be greatly praised.  Beauty not lasting is a laughing matter....no one can be charming all the time...  She laughs at the future because it's funny.  You have to because the other choice is depression.  On our trip Roy made an interesting comment, you either deal with the whole beauty or good looking issue when you are younger or when you are older.  You're going to deal with it at one point or the other.  If you are not beautiful or good looking, the confrontation with this issue comes early and often.  Often a whole lot as a teenager.  If you have been beautiful or good looking your whole life, then as looks fade, you deal with that later and more often, only now the blessing is, your eyesight isn't as good as it used to be.  The asset that has been depended upon diminishes.  You have to laugh, you have to know beauty will always be fleeting and changing.  If you don't take a playful or humorous attitude toward it, you either get plastic surgery or get over it.

So, today I will have a more playful attitude which brings joy, enriches my hubs life, causes me to dance, sing songs, have fun, stop and ponder in wonder.  It is a good thing we are studying Luke in CBS because many times Luke has been referred to as the Gospel of Amazement, because people are amazed a lot at the miracles, and it is also the gospel of a journey, a journey enriched in prayer.


I know God is a Holy God and I worship Him as such.  I know it is good to fear and respect the Lord.  But I also know He made me and He made me with a funny bone.

Nancy's Monablog