well, you all pretty much know the things that I love, roses, chocolate, country drives, coffee, nature, but I never really mentioned to you the things that I don't like. Here are a few of them. (forgive me if they are things you do or like, they just particularly don't float my boat).
* when people tail gate (I don't get it, it's dangerous for the car in front and the car in back).
* having to buy the paper bags at the grocery stores now.
* when you spend good money on coffee or desserts and the coffee comes back watered down and the desserts are stale.
* gossip - it's a cruel pastime and hurts others. And most of the time, the stories get mixed up or aren't even true.
* calling a business or company, and you're on hold for half an hour and then you get disconnected.
* lying - just tell the truth, how bad can it be?
* fish - unless it's lobster or prawns, I'm not a fish lover.
* traffic. I'd rather be driving the road less traveled.
* snippy and insincere women. Women should give women a good name and speak with grace and compassion.
* reality shows. Are they really reality?
* dusting. I know it has to be done, but not my favorite chore.
* chard - a weird vegetable.
* lizards. They're creepy to me, and I see more of them during the hot summer months.
* when someone is on their cell phone standing in the line right in front of you and having to hear their whole conversation. No thank you.
* jealousy - why would anyone want to be someone other than their original self?
* judging harshly. We all make mistakes. There is no need for unfairness.
* high gas prices.
Well, there you have it. If I think of any more, I'll add them to the list. And if you have any dislikes, please feel free to share.
ok, I love to shop. But most of the time, I don't ever buy anything. It has to really speak to me for me to buy it. You know, that original item that's one of a kind. When I saw this decorative plate at Pier 1 Imports (my favorite shop), that was just the kind of item that I'm talking about. I just had to get it.
I love the head wrap she's wearing
with summer flowers.
It was on sale,
which made it even better. ; ) She will look so cute in my house these summer days.
Went out to lunch this week with my best friend. She lived in Colorado for many years, and she just moved back to this area, and I'm glad about that. We went to my favorite place, Macaroni Grill, and we both ordered a favorite dish, Pasta Milano with sun dried tomatoes. Italian food sounded good on that rainy day.
We went to high school together, and we cheered alongside each other, and became best friends. I've known her for 42 years.
me, high school
We were enjoying our meal and catching up, and we got into an intense conversation.
We talked about many things, and before I knew it, we were in deep conversation and almost left there without paying the bill. Fortunately, the waitress reminded us to pay and she laughed about it telling us it happens all the time. She always has a story to tell when I go there, and I'm a regular, so she knows me. I thanked her, but we were quite embarrassed as we were leaving.
Later that week I heard it was National Best Friend's Day on the same day that we met for lunch, and didn't even realize it.
I brought her some of my homemade oatmeal cookies to take home with her.
I hope we will always remain friends. She's like a bunch of flowers on a dreary day.
I have a secret special place I go to. A place where hummingbirds, woodpeckers, geese, and doves live. Once in awhile you'll see the ears of a rabbit scarily passing through. It is a place where the blue jay takes the bits of bread I throw him and carries it on to his hungry ones. They're very aggressive, and seem to have a "first come, firstserve" way of thinking. It is a place where you can hear the dove coo in the distance, a familiar voice that I've grown to love (oh, there's one now). It is a place where I come to in all the seasons, and see the changes in the scenery. It's almost summer, and the grass grows wild. It's as tall as the people who take walks on a peaceful Sunday morning. It's a place of wild purple flowers and trees with stretched-out limbs as if to say "good morning." It is a place of peace, away from all the chaos, which exists only two minutes from there. It's a place where I have my coffee and recollect all the blessings in my life. It is my second home.