Happy, Little, Time Waster

 

who knew 3 brush strokes would go so far??? #watercolor #watercolorbird

The Friday Five Good Things

 Five good things that happened this week.

1.The Young One notified me the computer game, Inkulinati, went on sale and I bought it.

2.  A half-assed, one pot, hamburger stroganoff turned out to be pretty good.

3. It was so warm I took a tea break in the sunroom

4. I got lost in my journal.

5. I saw the first robin of Spring in Teague's yard.

How was your week?

TBT Reprints from CJ's Whine and Cheeze

In 2003, Ma had a stroke. Dad was her full time caregiver until he he had a car accident that totaled the car. So in 2006, I became their chauffeur among other jobs.

At the time, to deal with the stress of running two households and working, I kept a blog entitled CJ's Whine and Cheeze. Egged on by some friends who enjoyed the first read through, you'll see your part when it comes by. 

Sunday, July 29, 2007

FIOS

Wednesday, the day the FIOS technician was to arrive at the Weeble’s house. Midmorning, I received a call from a telephone company representative telling me the FIOS order was cancelled.

“Somebody at the house sent the technician away.”

I couldn’t imagine Dad sending the technician away as he was so adamant about bundling the telephone with FIOS. Could Ma have refused to let the technician in the house? The only way to find out was to…

“Hello?”

“Hi, Dad, it’s me. Did you send the FIOS technician away?

“No, he was here. He came in and I showed him the computer. He did something, and the computer worked. Said I didn’t need the FIOS, and he left.”

“Ok, but without the FIOS, your telephone won’t be bundled and you won’t get the flat rate.”

“Oh, I want that.”

So I called the phone company back and spoke to another representative. She told me the technician had logged the work order was cancelled by someone at the house.

“Is my father connected to FIOS?”

“No, he’s still with DSL.”

After much go around, the problem became apparent that there are now two different departments in the phone company, and neither talk to the other. There was an apology and another appointment was made. I called Dad back to make sure he would be around when the technician arrived the following day.

The next day, Dad called me to say the technician had installed the FIOS. They had an awful time wiring the house trying to find a means to bring optic cable into the house. They had to crawl through the crawl space under the eaves. I felt sorry for the technicians as it was a thousand degrees outside and under the eaves is hotter than Hell.  Dad was very pleased with the work they did. The technician left him a manual, and he was happy.

“And the computer goes a lot faster too.”

“Uh-huh.” As if he would be able to tell the difference, but he was happy and that’s all that mattered.

Doodling for Stress Reduction

 

On Mondays via Zoom, I participate in a class where we spend  a half an hour doodling our stress away. 

This week's suggestion was to start with a wavy line, add circles, and doodles. This was a very relaxing doodle. It reminded me of stringing beads when I was a kid.

T Stands for Ink is B. A.

 

Ninja cat Kung Fu

While the Sifu sips his tea, he meets Ninja Ink, a formidable foe. (Blame Himself)

Drop by hosts, Bleubeard and Elizabeth’s blog to find out what the rest of the T gang is up to. If you want to play, include a beverage or beverage container in your post. Don’t forget to link your blog from Bleubeard and Elizabeth’s page.

Monet and Me

are showing off the last pages in the February Hearts journal

Thanks to N from Tennessee for posting this quote. "Don't ever be ashamed of loving the things that make your weird little, heart happy. Since my students were studying about Drolleries, the weird, little drawings in the margins of medieval manuscripts, I didn't think they should have all the fun. This turned out to be my favorite page in the whole book.

Elizabeth and Bleubeard were the inspiration for this page as they had made an origami kite. The quote on my page: Follow your heart.

May I use my hands each day to give more than I receive

To help and not harm

To create rather than destroy

I love my chubby birds on music pages.

"My heart is like a singing bird." Christina Rosetti

"Love is the only gold" - Alfred Lord Tennyson

The last page was Lindsay's prompt. A heart shaped filled with hearts and painted black/grey. I forget what quote she wrote around the edge. I used "Love never ends". The end.

How Does Your Garden Grow?

Since I had to get up to feed the kitties,I was up early enough to catch the lunar eclipse. I couldn't get a good pic going outside because the trees were in the way. This is through the window. You can sort of see the shadow taking a bit out of the moon.

The time window was very small so I didn't get to see the Blood Moon as by then the moon had set below the horizon.

Enough 🤬snow!

and then an ice storm

and a Luge run

The sunlight reflecting off the ice on the trees and a plane going somewhere. I hope the destination is exotic and warm and not a plane heading to Providence or New York. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Herds of birds, mostly Goldfinches, at the feeder.

More ice just not as much as the other day.

The Snow Gnomes telling me the snow is melting.

I think that's wishful thinking on your part, fellas.

How does your garden grow?