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A Work in Progress

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Wordless Wednesday


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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Wordless Wednesday 3/18

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Saturday, March 14, 2009

Mattress Surfing

The other day I decided that the futon cover could not go another day without being laundered.
It was not longer the lovely China White and Blue Flower pattern, it had gone more grayish and doggie smelling.
I unzipped it all the way and wrestled it off the mattress. I thought that went rather well really.
Having done this sort of thing before, I then re-zipped the deflated cover and put it in a gentle cycle with bleach. It came out gorgeous, restored, pristine, lovely. I then put it aside and waited for Mike to get home and assist.

I timed my request correctly and he was pleased to help me. So we unzipped the cover and were inundated with web-like strands of loose thread. I had seen this before. We got the scissors out and manipulating the huge, heavy cover carefully trimmed off the worst of it.

Next, we manhandled the futon to the floor and with geometrical precision smashed the corners into the top where they belong. Now we had to pull the cover onto the rest of the mattress AND get it close enough to the other side to pull the zipper shut. To accomplish this we laid on the floor, yanked the mattress on our legs and started hauling at the thing. That is about when the cat began to mattress surf. We jerked and yanked, he pounced and rode and I was taking a mental picture and laughing so hard I couldn't help at all.

Masterfully, my husband yanked the last corner of the cover closed and sat back in triumph.
Together we wrestled it back on to the futon frame, launching the cat into the air and sat together on the fresh clean couch to recover.

I can't help but think that there just has to be a better way.

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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Wordless Wednesday



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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Of Coffee and Keyboards

Now I can't even recall why I had to lunge for the speaker volume but I did. 
And my just poured cup of piping hot coffee leapt into the air and hurled itself onto my keyboard, the desk, and sprang musically into a coffee waterfall onto the power strips underneath the computer.
Losing my composure, just for a moment, a few choice curses left my mouth as I ran for towels. I didn't know where to start but grabbed my (critical to our lives) calendar which lives under the keyboard. Threw one under the falls and began sopping up the remainder.
After pouring a new cup of coffee, I sat back at my desk and began to answer an email from my mother. I typed, "Dear Mom". The keyboard typed D
ea
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Mo
m
I suspected that coffee may have gotten into the keyboard. No quitter, I tried several more times to type something coherent and failed miserably.

Fortunately for me I have tons of computer parts in the attic and hastily plugged in a new one. Mike gave Jenna the task of taking apart and fixing the coffee-laden one and I am now struggling to adjust my fingers to a new keyboard.

Time for more coffee.

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Monday, March 9, 2009

Sunshine on My Face


It has been a long winter. The lack of sunlight on my face has taken it's toll and I feel deeply tired. This last week I strongly felt incapable of coping, overwhelmed and sad. I know there is no reason whatsoever to feel this way so I am blaming it on that winter thing, a seasonal disorder.

Yesterday it was gorgeous outside. The sun was shining, it was warm and before we had even left the church parking lot, Jenna was barefoot and dancing. So we went home and changed and headed for Menahuant.

The sunshine sparkled on the water, the beach, with it's endless treasure and diversions spread out before us. The dog, beyond thrilled to be back, chased the waves, the gulls and swam. The girls played on the rocks and beach combed. I soaked up the sun, drank in the warmth and the light with my body and soul. And I thoroughly indulged my greatest love, photographing my family at the beach.

It was one of those times when you just got blessed with "a perfect moment". A snapshot in time where everything is just as it should be and all is well with my soul. And I praised my God.

As it does so fast on the Cape, the wind suddenly shifted and the temperature dropped accordingly and it was time to go home. And today it is cold, dark and raining, dreary and dull. But yesterday will get me through and I will rejoice in this day too.

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Wednesday, March 4, 2009

I NEVER like or post photos of me....



But my little one took this and it is just so utterly typical of who I am that I thought, what the heck? I'll post it.

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