Thinking at 2am

                    Its 2am ....

                                2am

                                         2am
          I can't sleep so I just start thinking...

              after weeks of absolute delicious weather..(seriously I was Christmas shopping in a T shirt!) winter is finally here. The wind bites at my face and my ear aches from the cold. My dreams are not of soft falling snow, but of Spring time and gardens yet to be planted.


                  I want to move.

                               Then.....I don't.


             I want to sell the house and move to somewhere where 350,000                        actually gets you a huge home instead of a tiny cape.


             I want to enjoy a garden all year round and not dream of it for 7                        months of the year.




My Husband and I go back and forth.  


Some days wanting to live our retirement years in Florida...

Then thinking that we'd only live there during the winter months.



                                           SNOWBIRDS!

That's what I want! I want to be a snow bird! I want to live in Florida November through April...then spend May Through October in a tiny Cabin in the woods in the North East.


This is the Dream. A very expensive dream.


So recently I introduced a different plan to the Hubster.


                            An RV. A getaway on wheels.


           Something like THIS.....

                               
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with an interior like this...
                                  
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Yep...an RV is definitely do-able









Though the one we can afford may very likely look like this....


                          
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I wonder if the scooter comes with a seat warmer for those chilly night drives

Ahh, one can only dream..........

                               
                                  

Thursday's Post ( sorry I couldn't think of a better title)

                  Happy Thursday everyone.

                              Sooooo, for a year now..(maybe more) I have struggled to keep up with this blog. I love to write so it baffled me as to why I could not sit and write like before. I kept trying to reignite the spark and poof it was out again before I could even start.


Soooo. I have decided to do one of the following:


                              (1) delete the blog

                    (2) create a new blog

                              or

                    (3) Sell everything and move to Alaska


                              (4) none of the above



It's 4. 

I'm requesting a do-over.

A do-over! Why didn't I think of this before? Considering my Christian faith is full of Do-overs ....repenting and forgiveness and starting anew...that's it!


So that's what I'm doing.


Lets begin.




       This is the kind of day where I usually say to myself  " Okie dokie....Let me tackle that laundry and then the kitchen then the basement and while I'm at it... rearrange all the drawers in the whole house!!!!
                                                
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I promise myself that all the things that I HAVE to do will Have to wait until I can catch up on all the things I've been dreading to do...


I go downstairs and look at the laundry and climb the mountain of soiled clothes and vow to conquer it and place that flag on the tippity top.

I do one load and forget that it's still in the washing machine hours later.

I go to tackle the basement..."I'm a freakin' ninja!!!!" I tell myself. I'm going to karate, judo,taekwondo the heck out of this place.
                                
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I start to look at the pictures that were never put into photo albums and smile at my silly kids faces on countless halloweens. The place ends up looking worse because of me trying to Organize everything.

then there's the kitchen....but you get the gist.


As I stand there in the kitchen eating a pudding pop wondering what to clean next; I look at my dog who is shedding like crazy and I wonder if there are people out there who create stuff from dog hair...


I went to my computer and Yes, there are.
                                                                                                         
                     
                                       
They have time and energy to make hats from Fido's dander, but I can't seem to find time to fold my clothes and put them AWAY!

I need some kind of stinkin' intervention... and as my friends and family surround me and tell me how my disorganization has affected them negatively...I will put dust cloths and vacuums, and mops in their hands...

Wha? No good?

Darn it, I guess I have to get to work....but wait...


                                   Just one more pudding pop.

The Flat's a Mess

       
I'm not in a bloggy writey mood...haven't been in a long long time.


             I have been in a screamy mood,

                  a cry-ie mood

                     a don't mess with me mood

                           a I can't lose weight mood

                              a can't get organized mood

                                 a downright yucky poo poo mood


and so I thought that maybe if I'm feeling this way there might be others who fe4el the same.

anyhoo, I was searching and searching and found this singer who goes by the name doddleoddle and she is AWESOME! and if you are having a crapola day this little diddy will bring a smile to your face.   Blessings, Joanne





                    

First Boyfriend....done

             As any Mother of a teen daughter will tell you, the era of boyfriends brings with it a whole new nightmare to the plethora of teen issues.



When my daughter first told us that she was interested in a boy and that the boy felt likewise about her well....read for yourself..I posted about it two years ago.. in post-->Mom, there's this boy  
Well, as it turned out her Dad and I were happy with her choice of very first boyfriend. We felt we dodged the bullet that seemed to hit so many of our others friends. They had to deal with disrespectful, lying, manipulative Daughter's boyfriends. We felt blessed that we did not have that same experience.

He was kind

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    He went to church and even attended our church a few times

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        They followed our rules and he acted like a gentleman
                                             
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                                   I knew it wouldn't last.



They had a good run.

They even went to junior prom together.

I knew his Mom and she knew me...but right before the start of this school year they got together and decided that they were better off as friends...and so far they are. Quite frankly they make older people who have nasty break-ups look like idiots.


 I have to admit I was a bit heartbroken when I was told the news.... and it was not only because I thought so highly of this young man...


Its because I'm dreading future boyfriend #2 !!!!


             
                                    
                                            
                               Maybe he'll have a nice personality