Happy Me

It's beginning to feel a lot like...well, not a lot, but definitely like the beginning of spring. Soon my garden will be awash in tuips, daffodils and phlox. All I'll need are plastic colored-eggs hanging from the trees for it to look like the Easter house. Good thing I don't have trees! After this winter, I don't care how gaudy my garden looks.

Here's 'my' secret garden. It's in the woods around the corner from my house. One year I discovered a tiny patch of miniature daffodils. I often pick them and they look lovely in my tall blue shotglass. I was walking Sparky the other day and remembered them. I noticed lots of tree debris and yard waste that neighbors put in the woods and was afraid they had covered 'my' daffodils. I went in and saw the patch and pushed aside some leaves and branches. The patch is bigger than ever. I can't wait till they bloom!

Yesterday was the first morning I was able to sit out on my porch. I did the same thing after work. Happy me!

 

Musings

I'm always amazed by how much time I can spend in a coffee shop. I'm at a local place in Annapolis right now.

I've been looking up events/books/etc. that clients have recommended.

Browsing Facebook. Reading email. Checking out the news and blogs. Time flies.

I made a great appetizer for two events this weekend. If I must say so myself :-) I needed to figure out how to make the tortilla 'cups' to hold them. My sister and I brainstormed and we did it!

Yesterday was book club. We read Tell The Wolves I'm Home. Everyone loved it but one. 

I listen to all my books. I just bought a bluetooth headset. Love it! I recently finished We Are Water by Wally Lamb. A very worthwhile read. It's right up there with his other award-winning books. I'm listening to The Invisable Thread now. Non-fiction. I'd highly recommend it.

I feel like I'm wasting my morning away by hanging out here. But, what does that mean? Why should I feel that way? It's too cold to do much of anything outside. I have my bag packed to go to the gym today. There's nothing I need to do at home. Sure I could be cleaning. Who wants to do that? Not me! My house is very neat. My floors are dirty. I can live with that. Have I ever mentioned how much I would love to have someone clean my house? It would be the ultimate luxury to me. Actually, ulitmate is a bit overboard. I would love it, though. I'm just too frugal to pay someone to do it for me. 

I had a massage at my salon on Friday. That was a luxury. One that I should schedule on a regular basis. I get a very generous employee discount. It's been years since I had one there. I wonder why. 

I can't wait till summer!

Not Chica the Chinchilla

Just a random thought to start this post. If you were siitting in a crowded coffee house would you  engage in a Facetime conversation on your Apple device? I wouldn't. I'm trying to think my own thoughts right now, but I'm finding it hard to concentrate. It could be that this person doesn't have wi-fi at home. He probably thinks that he's talking in a conversational tone, and doesn't realize that's hard to gauge when you're wearing earbuds. I'm not anti-social! I just want myy peace and quiet when I want it.

Be right back...my sister is trying to Facetime me. Kidding.

I really have meant to be a better writer. A more frequent poster. I have had a lot of comments lately. Lots! All spam on a post labled Chica the Chinchilla. I just ignore them. I hate being popular for the wrong reasons.

I got off work early today. I'm inside with my coffee and feel guilty because its so nice outside. I'll be out soon, and out in Annapolis till Monday. Lots of stuff going on for St. Patrick's Day. I'll be there with Peter.

On that note, I'm going to cut this short. I'll go home and take Sparky on a long walk before heading out. A short post counts, right?

A woman's best friends

For once, I'm not writing from a coffeehouse. Not to say I wasn't in one today. It's Saturday, after all.

This is my view. The Valentine's roses have lasted a long time!  

I'm having a quiet night at home. No one to play with but the dogs. Actually, they're quite entertaining to watch. I only have Caylib for a few more days and we'll miss him a lot when he's gone. He and Sparky play, play, play. Caylib doesn't bark, he prances, he tosses toys in the air, he snuggles, and his greatest joy in life is retrieving balls that are kicked to him outside. And he keeps a ball in his mouth whenever he's outside. Did I mention he doesn't bark? Barking is my #1 complaint about Sparky, who is very cute. I wouldn't want it to sound like I have a favorite. No, not me :-)

The last part of my workday was very stressful. I had a new client for highlights and a haircut and for some reason, I became very anxious, which led me to being very, very anxious. I knew I'd get over it, but it took what seemed like forever. By the time the highlights were over and it was time for her haircut, I was absolutely fine. Go figure. She loved her hair. Relaxing at Starbucks afterward never felt so good. 

I think I'll watch me some House of Cards now, snuggled up under a blanket. I hope the barker feels like snuggling. (Unlikely)