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For a season, I neglected blogging and began facebooking more instead.

Facebook is okay, but it does not compare to the satisfaction I get from blogging.  Facebook is sometimes a battle zone for political views and oftentimes if you share a photo or meme that you thought was awesome, someone will burst your bubble and say it was proven fake.  so then you're like.  oh.  oops.  sorry.  and you become reluctant to share cool photos or events or whatever.  You are constantly under a microscope - or so it sometimes seems.

Ha!

Blogging is different.  You share your life, your feelings and sometimes even your opinions and rarely are you bombarded with negative responses.  At times, it happens though...  but I have learned to keep quiet and not fight the battle of rights and wrongs.  The battle belongs to the Lord - that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

I try not to make negative comments on any blogs that I do not agree with.  We can find something positive in most things so it is my intention to do so or like Mom always said, "If you can't say something nice don't say anything at all."

I have grown to care about my blogger friends because I have seen your hearts through words written and pictures posted.  My heart breaks to find that one has died be it human or furry-four-legged 'human'.  And when one disappears from blog-land I eventually try to find them... often times hitting a dead end.  And it makes me feel kind of sad...

Gracie turns fourteen next month!  14!  Four-teen!

No matter what way you say it, In dog years - it is old.

I hate pessimism but it sometimes gets the best of me when I see her labored breathing after a walk or her inability to play like she used to.  I try to imagine my life without her and all I can see is pain.
But she's still good, and we still go for walks, and she still likes her corn on the cob and belly rubs and she still likes to play keep away and tug of war.  

Some mornings her treats lay untouched on the living room floor and I think...  is she losing interest in life?  But then, they disappear and she is begging for a walk once again.

Ready to live.

Once Upon a Summer...

The problem with inconsistent blogging is this:  You tend to forget what you've already blogged about and chance repeating yourself.  So bear with me, please.  

Lately I have been forgetting certain events or times in my life and by going back on my past blogs I am able to say Aha!  Yep, that is what it was ... or when it was...  or how it was.  

And so I am going to try again - to be consistent - If for no other reason than to be able to look back and reflect or remember certain dates or events. 

Let's talk about summer.  Is it going by too fast for you too?  Wow!  Before you know it pumpkin spice will be all the rage.

My summer so far has been hot days, plenty of rain, some visits to the campground, an occasional dip in the pool, and time with the grandkids.

Apparently word is out and our place has become the best vacation spot this side of town according to Rabbit Life Magazine.  Gracie is to the point where bunnies are not intriguing anymore, but rather just a part of the landscape.  Often we will go out to find one sprawled out right in front of our door, just resting after a heavy meal of clover or whatever it is bunnies eat.  We only had one fatality and that was when Gary moved the lawnmower out to cut the grass and ...  well...  sadly baby did not make it.  We were very sad for days.  He is always so careful to look for them and not cut around where they hang out unless he knows for sure they are not there.

It was sad.

My daughter gifted me on my birthday with tickets (front and center) for our local Summer Theatre's production of Mama Mia.  It was awesome and even the girls loved it.  They are going around now dancing and singing to the upbeat songs of Abba.

Gary and I went to the movies to see the new one, Mama Mia Here I Go Again.  It was a waste of money.  **SPOILER ALERT**  Not nearly as good as the first one and Cher could in no way right what was wronged when Meryl Streep was killed off.

I got Gary a nice projector for his birthday...  mainly to take to camp and show movies outside.  Well, now we have a pull down screen in our living room and the projector set up so that we can watch movies **big screen** from the comfort of our recliners.  Pop the popcorn, put on the surround sound, and we are at the movies, baby!!!!!  The quality is professional and awesome!  Some day we will make it to camp with the projector and some good video.  Hopefully when we get back from the beach we can do an overnight with the grands at camp and have a campfire and movie night.  

And speaking of camp.  Don't say the word around Gracie.  She *Loves Loves Loves* camp!!  It relaxes her,  excites her, and makes her very hungry for camp food.

A Word From The Dog

Her:  Surprise!  It's Spa Day!!

Me:  Wait.  I'm still half asleep.  Can't. Won't. Shouldn't.  What's that you say?  A ride in the Buick?  Well, okay then.

FOUR HOURS LATER

Her: Gracie!  You look lovely! But I think you have some water droplets on your nose.  Let me get that for you....

Me:  Don't touch the bling, woman.  Stay away from the bling.  

"I feel pretty...  oh so pretty... "

"Samson, how do you like me now?"