Simple Woman's Daybook

 

(aka, Currently ... aka, Where I'm at)

Hey there!

Honestly?  I'm still struggling with waves and loops of grief.  Indiscriminate anger, too.  What to do -- after prayers -- but turn to my Happy Place, aka Blogger.  

Today I'm borrowing from Mary and Linda, who in turn borrowed from Annie.  (Will the Circle be Unbroken?)

Outside 
They say it's going to be a bright, sunshiny day.  

Thankful
To have enjoyed great conversation and lunch of burgers and a Bloomin' Onion on Saturday with Troy and Lois.

In the Kitchen
The faux egg salad recipe (as seen on Facebook) was less than stellar.  The more 'stuff' I threw in (an attempt to make it tastier), the less palatable it became.  Anyone else do that?

Wearing
Still in my Tartan pajama pants and a white t-shirt

Creating
Does AI-ing count?  I just supply the prompts and AI does the rest -- but it's far more entertaining than paper dolls.

Going
To the vet for Grace's liver meds, then to PetsMart.  She's eating better but still ignoring her kibble.

Reading
Nothing captivating.  Pretty sure I'm going to order this

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After putting their own needs on the back burner to raise their families, Sylvie, Doris, Alice, and Marge struggle to find purpose now that their children are grown and their husbands are gone. Loneliness pushes them together as they knit away their golden years. Then one night, a whiskey-fueled pact catapults them onto the adventure of a lifetime.

Each widow gets one wish, one wild adventure she's dreamed of forever. With their wishes tucked inside their knitting basket, they pull them out one by one, vowing to make every single one happen—no matter how outrageous.

Hilarity ensues as these fearless bass-ass group of friends break all the rules, stare danger in the face, and prove that life doesn't end when retirement begins—it's just getting started. 

 

Hoping
For a calm-weather month.  According to our weather guru, last month was the first in 22 YEARS without a tornado warning.

Looking forward
To starting a new Bible study - Priscilla Shirer's 'Breathe.' 

Around the house
I've hung these new canvases -- right where I can see them from "the most important seat in the house" lol.

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Finally!

A quote to share -- from Jennifer Rothschild's study, 'Heaven.'

Eden had no tombstones. Before the fall, there was no sin. No suffering. No sorrow. Old dogs didn’t die. Young men didn’t end their own lives. Yet, between Eden and our eternal home, we live with loss. But, not without hope.

Rebrand every tombstone as a stepping stone.

Whew!
If you've read this far, I'm grateful!

Please, stay safe and keeping smiling.

Hugs, Myra