This, That and The Other Thing

1) This

A few days after Thanksgiving I finally picked up the wishbone from the countertop and handed one side to the Coach.
Me: Lets do this.
Him: ohhhh, I don’t like this because it means one of us will lose.
Me: It’s ok, one of us will be a winner too.

We pulled it apart and we both lost.
Go figure.
We’re both losers. 🙂


2) That
I’m finally back in Monarch butterfly business.
Hurricane Erma did a number on my garden and the butterflies that inhabited our yard.

Slowly but surely, my numbers are growing and some mornings I feel like Snow white…..monarchs flying all around me in the garden. It’s a beautiful thing.


3) The Other Thing

Do you ever have a moment where you forget to spell the simplest of words? I’ve written Believe many many times…..but after a full day of Christmas decorating, it was beyond my comprehension.

I had a big giggle at my mistake and called it quits for that day.

I hope you are getting though this holiday season with all your wits about you….but if you’re like me, you’re completely out of wits and you get by on charm. 🙂

This, That and The Other Thing~ The lightning edition.

Lately if I’m able to get a blog post together, they seem to be best in small random doses.

Linds traveled with some friends recently. Since she and Lolo live together and Lolo works 12 hour shifts, Lo really depends on Lindsay to help her with Max. (Lolo’s baby) Well, who gets to fill in when Linds is unavailable?
G’ma and G’pa. Or in this case, just G’ma since G’pa was off coaching softball. Max had 8 days at our house; Callie and Cocoa seemed to enjoy the change of pace.

Max loves us all….but he REALLY loves his Mama!
He couldn’t get enough of her when she came to retrieve him.

Speaking of dogs…..we’ve had some atrotious rain storms with a lot of lightning. I caught the dogs enjoying some front door sunshine one day after a big storm had passed.
*sigh, we survived another one*

The other thing:

Speaking of storms.
On Sunday afternoon it was PERFECTLY clear in our front when a bolt of lightning hit a tree.
I actually saw it out of my peripheral. Scared the bejesus out of me. It started a fire in the tree…..I had to call 911. (my first time!) Luckily, since we’ve been having so much rain, it went out fairly fast. A deputy was on our street and came immediately followed by the firemen.

The victim tree is in the middle of this cluster.

All is well, but I was shaken up. It’s about 30-40 feet from our front door and I was thinking of all the times I’m outside piddling around in the gardens….with not a worry in the world.

It reminded me of when we were on vacation about 10 years ago and came home to a hole (the size of a basketball) in our tile roof and our appliances/tv’s were going bonkers. We’d been hit by lightening and luckily our house did not catch on fire.

On Monday a friend was here working on our electronics (lot of issues from the Sunday bolt) when he was walking to his truck something and a bolt of lightening hit just outside of our property.
WHAT? It’s like we have a target on our home or something.

So scary.
It blew out our a/c, security system, gate keypad, water system and some home automation.

We’re slowing getting everything working again and we know how lucky we are; it could always be worse.

Mother Nature is angry about something and I swear it isn’t me!! I’m doing more than my fair share.

Now I’m super paranoid about being outside…..I’m gonna go pasty white and misplace lots of caterpillars.  Woe is me….

This, that and the other thing


Way back in March we hosted a “smoked butt’ fundraiser at our home for a charity that supplies veterans with beach wheel chairs…..getting them back to the beach. Our family will put our ‘butts in a smoker’ if it helps someone.
We raised enough for two chairs and they had the second dedication recently. (We were not available for the first dedication) It was a great day with old friends near and far and new friends from near and far.

This soldier was a very humble man who clearly didn’t want the fan-fare, but did it for the rest of us. He’s not been to the beach in almost 20 years and is so looking forward to this new freedom; it’s much deserved. The Coach is here thanking him for his service and getting to know him a bit better.


These two. Callie and Cocoa. If you remember Callie was a ‘cow dog’ who lived her first 8.5 years herding cows and living in a dog pen outside with other dogs and horses. She’s settled in nicely here….so much so, that she sometimes forgets that she’s not the ONLY dog. Kind of a bully to Cocoa for the most part, but here they let their issues go and took a nap. We have a large home, but they love those few inches between the couch and coffee table.

The Other Thing

For Christmas this year the Coach gave me perhaps the best present ever….aside from his undying devotion and the girlies. He gifted me with flower delivery every two weeks for a year direct from the farm. No wasted vases, no florist middle men.
It’s been so much fun to see what shows up; I’ve loved them all. Sometimes I remember to take pictures. Sometimes I don’t. I’m a heathen.

Have a bee-u-tiful weekend and take a moment to smell the flowers. Well, not mine.
Boundaries people. Boundaries.