New attitude..

EWWWweeee I love living in the south.  It was 70 degrees and sunshine and my side yard was yelling for help.  The ivy has consumed everything!  Trees have strategically planted themselves just far enough that I can fear snakes in the ivy and I have let them get too big.

I cut the backyard and pulled young trees and ivy for 2.5 hours.  It felt wonderful!  Yard work seemed such a burden thru the summer because of the bugs, the poison ivy, and the heat!  One of the last vines I was yanking and pulling and grunting about showed THE 3 leaves toward the end of my pull.  Poison ivy demands respect so I finished up and jumped in the shower.

Our first  spring here I took on the bank that had been allowed to be over grown with ivy.  As I pulled up all sorts of vines, bragging that I dont get poison ivy, and wrapped the vines like a cord around my hand to elbows and then twined it.  OMG the stuff was all over me the next 3 days it just kept breaking out in different places but my arms looked so bad that I work long sleeve shirts most the summer.  I thought it was going to leave scares. I haven't given a flip about the bank since then! Damn you bank! be covered in ivy.  One more reason to just hate this dumb house!

This was the third time I have gotten out there in the last 6 months. My Einstein  and I rarely work in the yard together.  We work in the yard and either hope the other wont notice what we have done or if they do they will compliment the work.  I cut some limbs today that hung to the ground and shaded an already very shady backyard.  He may stress but what is going to do DIVORCE ME?  

"Yes Judge Judy, I want a divorce because she cleaned up the backyard!"  Ha, I dont think so!

A couple of hours a day and soon we will see great progress.  Perhaps late fall and winter will be the best times to work out there anyway. 

It felt really good to sweat and work and play in the dirt! and see some things never change.

A Moment of Politics...Time to hear ?

A moment to share that both parties are corrupt and the USA is dire need of defense from within.

Time to listen? Time to look at the website and look at background links for stories.
If Beck and Rush are even a tiny bit telling the truth this administration is frightening....

Interview with Rush

Glenn Beck

Love like a dance...

This past week I have tried to not let my emotions transfer me into a reality that causes me to be disappointed when it clashed with My Einstein’s reality.  It has totally made me aware of how easy it is for me to “create” reality with a “feeling” of joy.  The confidence that comes from feeling “comfortable” can be very intoxicating.  It is a feeling of not being vulnerable but joined in state of mind.

 A woman’s emotions or compassion can color a situation brighter or bleaker than it truly is.   I have read that it is common for a woman to place her sentiments on an event or a person and interpret it thru such a prism of colors.  Often my sentiments are so strong that they are so real and it amazes me that my interpretation can be so off a situation.

No, it is more than jealousy it is distrust that can grow stronger than an over brewed coffee.  All that is heard or observed while in this mood causes small but deep wounds. Tears fall slowly and make such noise when they hit the ground. Then the hearts that were beating as one start beating at opposing rhythms and one questions how the lead of this dance is not noticing the miss beats.

an after note: Showed My Einstein the sculpture and he didnt see ANYTHING! No couple no anything LOL~ I told him well that fits perfectly with this post. I see something so beautifully created by some one far away that mirrors my heart and he cant see the couple! LOL I finally got him to see it! oh me~

(Thank you Google for leading me to an image that was so beautiful at helping me explain visually a state of heart~ Sculpture By Nigel Mackenzie)