Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Something Missing

Ya see anything missing from the following picture?

 If your guess was 'THE DOG' then you are right-on.

'THE DOG' was also not invited to hunt for easter eggs with the kiddo-s.  But hey.  I don't hold a grudge.  I tried to help by sniffing out the harder-to-locate eggs...  but the nag Mom warned me...  "no chocolate, Gracie!"  


So, if being left out of the family fun wasn't enough... a trip to the vets office was in store for me the following day.  

First, the muzzle.  Thanks Mom, for warning them of how vicious of a dog I am.  

Next, weigh-in.  Dr. Fox says my weight is perfect...  

*holding head high*  *clearing throat*  *looking straight at mom*

So  you can quit saying I'm getting stout ... and tell dad to get that bag of beef jerky back out.  I'm ready to eat.  I'm hungry.  And.   I'm of perfect size.  The Fox says so.

Diagnosis:  A fungal infection and possible bacterial infection.  Tomorrow starts meds.

I need to practice spitting. out. pills.   Gracie.

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Uncle Sam and Something Unusual

Spring is in the air.  I can see it.  I can feel it.  I can hear it.

Gracie and I have a lot on our minds these days.  I'll start first.

I'm considering cutting another day from my business 'hours' and only having the office opened from Monday through Wednesday.  All other days would be by appointment only.  

Tax time came and went for me...  and I was taken aback by the humungous chunk of my hard earned money that the government stole took requested from me this year.  It left me deflated in my desire to work hard.  Sad, but true.  

Don't get me wrong.  I love running my own business.  Being my own boss.  Doing things my way.  But I guess at my age slowing it down a bit is a positive and not a negative...  

My creativity and enthusiasm was interrupted by Uncle Sam's unfair demands this year.   I should be elated that my business was so prosperous that I needed to pay so much $$ in taxes.  But.  Instead it left me feeling like the guy in the recent viral video who was drug off the plane screaming because he thought he was being treated unfairly.  Ha!  I believe there is more to that story than meets the eye... but you get the picture.  

  I am feeling much better from the FLU or whatever it was that I had.  Still, there are tests being run but I am confident that all's well.  Hopeful might be a better word.  And what about you, Gracie?

Well.  I am loving the spring walks.  The fresh air.  The going outside every five minutes to check out the yard.  What I'm not loving is the beep beep beep of the carbon monoxide detector that malfunctioned and scared the bageebies out of me the other day.  Nor am I loving the fact that you keep wanting to clean my ears and check my belly for who-knows-what.  Nor am I loving the fact that you freaked out because you found something unusual on my belly that you think Dr. Fox needs to look at and now I have to go see him next week.  So.  good and bad.  But we will focus on making you a better mom, and skipping the ear checks and dr visits.  That would make life so-much-more-enjoyable.   If that's okay with you.  mom.  k?

Sunday, April 9, 2017

One Door Closing

Our favorite local do-it-yourself yogurt place is closing.

Leaving only fond memories of times spent at Frozen In Time, while sharing stories with the grands and fixing our own unique concoctions, choosing our favorite toppings.

So one last hurrah before the doors are closed to making future memories.

And some art work from some of the most progressive and talented artists I know....

They say that when one door closes another opens.

So when that next spur-of-the-moment desire hits for a delightful treat and a quick meet up with the grand-angels I can't help but wonder where...  or what will replace a treat such as Frozen In Time.

Gracie says she could care less.  Yogurt is not her thing.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

What Matters Most

Just like anyone else, I hate being sick.  Especially for over a week.  
And when it gets to be over a month I start to think wait a minute!  Am I ever going to feel normal again?  


But.  There are positives here.  

Like these beautiful flowers Gracie brought back for me during her walk with Dad....

And these delicious homemade cupcakes and soup from my girls.  The presentation was even better than the food.  Summer comes in with the container of soup wearing a big smile and says, "Soup from your Summer."  Then Rissi follows with her container, "And cupcakes from your cupcake."

Those girls!  They melt my heart!

And this.  A beautiful card from my guy who has been taking really good care of me during my sickness.

Who could ask for anything more?