Yesterday, I put in fourteen of the forty-three pale pink periwinkles I bought, and I was planning on putting in another fourteen this morning.
I lay in bed and listened to the soft September rain and felt so cozy under my snuggly blanket. I was happy for the rain for that meant today was an INSIDE HOME DAY. Love 'em. The periwinkles are on again for tomorrow.
A couple cups of green tea later I was rarin' to go. I am like a child in a hobby shop. I have so many projects I love that it is often a dizzy experience to decide which one to work on.
Today I played Jewelry Lady. I have literally thousands of pieces of jewelry to sell. I am organizing it by color and theme. Golly, am I having a ball.
I listened to my new playlist today while I worked. My furry girls paid me intermittent wrap-their bodies- 'round Mama's leg- visits every so often. Don't know what it is about me and cats, but my heart always does a little flip when one of my girls comes around.
I have set up a nice little work space in our storage room.
Here are some of my favorite tunes I sang along with as I shined, repaired, sorted and displayed my jewels:
This song is rather haunting in its raw truths. I guess the best way to keep on keeping on is for a woman to have experiences that are hers alone only. We all need our horse out in the country.
And golly what a great 80's song. Who could help but to sing along?
This is a sexy song. No doubt about. Memories of a young, thin and tanned me dancing in her hip hugger jeans and halter top at one of the bars out on Nebraska Avenue. 1970's. I was ripe and wild.