It was a glorious warm day on Sunday, 77 degrees. I opened the windows for a bit and enjoyed all the breeze that graciously came my way. The only bad part of the day was all the noise. It seemed that the weed whacker folks, the cutting the lawn before it's even grown folks, and the muffler free folks all decided that yesterday was let it all loose day.
Oh well, it still was nice while it lasted. Today it's back to winter. That's right, 2-4 inches of the white stuff is predicted. I hope the weather people are sun struck from Sunday and they are way off on their guess.
I have two tips for you. First this one for the kitchen, see the photo above. I wish I had thought of this trick before now. I no longer have a production with layers and clean up and having little chicken bits shooting out of the layers onto me, the floor, or the appliances. To use the recycled bag, I clean it out and when it's time to whack away, insert the meat or fowl, and hold the opening closed. Only once a bag split open as I took out a little too much frustration in my hammering. But, it's all good.
Second tip. If you want to see how your blog or site looks in a variety of electronic screens, (Kindles, Galaxy, Android, iPad, etc.) go to Quirktools to their Screenfly tab and type in your blog address or any website. They will show how your site looks on a variety of screens.
I changed my blog header to show it better on a variety of tablets, phones, etc. When I look at my blog statistics, it shows that some people are reading on gadgets other than a desktop. I thought this may help readers see my page a bit easier. It also helped to see how the images/photos line up on the gadgets.
Because I have vision issues, I don't like to scroll back and forth to read a blog post or look at the images, so I considered this in setting the overall width of my blog and now that I looked at it on Screenfly, I can see the variations in screen resolutions much better. I know we can't please every gadget's requirements, but a couple of them might do. Hope my little tips help.
Is March leaving like a lamb? The view from my kitchen window gives the answer.
I'm going to believe that by the end of April, the bulbs will be poking up and showing their colorful buds and that the forsythia at the back of my yard will be covered in yellow petals. No matter what winter does and for how long, it will not last f o r e v e r...
Come to think of it, maybe that's why "March Madness" got its name, the weather makes you long for spring and basketball is basically an indoor game. Now, if they could only stop the constant sneaker squeaks on the gym floor, those will make you a bit loopy.
Yesterday I said I'd tell you why I've been absent from the blog and keeping to myself, not replying to emails or reaching out in any way. There are a few reasons why, and some I can now talk about, but others not yet able to.
When I had that kicked in the gut feeling back in January, it wouldn't go away. I tend to dwell on things and examine long and closely sometimes, so I thought this was the reason for me not feeling well. I was wrong.
To make a longish story short and skip over details- I had a brush with cancer: had tests, had surgery, and been told it was all removed. (About four years ago I had the same symptoms, had surgery but no cancer.)
The doctor said I'll need tests again in a few months, biopsy, and see where things stand then. I got an injury in the hospital and had to have treatment for that- totally unrelated to the cancer! Plus some of the medication made me ill and I had to recover from that. I guess the universe is sarcastically knocking me about this way.
When surgery was scheduled, I only fell apart for about three quarters of a day, and I think that was due to the uncertainty- what lay ahead. After that I pulled myself together and faced it calmly, after all, there is no one but myself to rely on***- that's for another post. If things were not this easy, this "got it all in one surgery" I hope I would still be strong, but I don't know. I'd do what I had to and keep a stiff upper lip, at least try to.
All in all, knock wood, I am doing well considering that cancer was a surprise visitor, a crummy way to begin the new year.
I'm going to make this a short post and hope to be back soon. I hope all of you will soon be getting a break from the cold weather (those of us in North America) as I know this will make me feel a lot better. Throwing off the layers, sweaters, vests, coats, cardigans, long sleeves, and knee highs! Bring on sandal weather please...
Thanks for sharing this with me. I want to apologize for not answering emails or keeping up with Pinterest boards. I shut down the blog I was not updating and deleted my inactive Twitter account- these were giving me guilt not joy and I need a bit more joy going forward. I guess you could call it Spring Cleaning all the way around, inside and out.
***Edited to add: I was able to pull myself together because I did have Someone to rely on and in my process of getting thoughts and words together I simply didn't say. Faith. There's no way I would have kept moving forward on my own. I had Someone to usher me through the process, to keep me calm, and to see me through it all. I might feel alone, but I'm not alone. He's helping me through the trials and the good times, too.
Should I tell them? This was on my mind off and on for the past few months. In this instance, "them" are you- my blogger friends and readers. It began like this:
The holidays slid right by and New Year's was met with its usual subdued flair. I was ready and waiting to get dug in to 2014 with renewed determination and hopefully some energy supplied by a committed determination to get on with things and make the changes I so want to make.
The first week of January I heard some sad news about the unexpected death of a blogger. This hit me in the gut and stayed with me for some time. Throughout the year I had been saving some figurines to send to her. Time and again I lost my nerve to contact her to get her mailing address. I talked myself out of talking to her for any number of reasons, all imaginary on my part as the blogger was a lovely person who sometimes commented on my blog as I did on hers.
It was a strange feeling to be so moved by someone half a world away, whom I'd never met, but who I wanted to send this set of trinkets to since I knew how much she loved such things. Not having sent them, she'll never know she was on my mind and I lost out on making her a little bit happy for a while.
That got me thinking about our blogs and that one day they will be abandoned. We're no longer here to keep writing and responding to comments. Do we leave them up if we have the choice or do we ask someone to make a final post saying to enjoy, but that the writer is no longer available to comment?!
Tomorrow I will tell you why I was absent from my blog all these weeks and why I have not replied to emails (I'm sorry for that.)
Another twelve months spent as the sands of time run between our fingers. Did we reach for the stars with the help of a step ladder? Is a try as good as a win? The To Do List gets longer, not shorter. But isn't that the way it should be?
Are we wiser and not just older? Are we happier or better by savoring contentment? Have we reached any of our goals?
What if everyday was New Year's Day? It's the day after the party, after the expectations and the list making. Resolution and forward thinking plus planning finds its way into the week after Christmas and before the long weeks of winter and hibernation ensue.
What if everyday was the day commitments were begun? What if all day long, it being New Year's Day each and every day, the promise to ourselves took the best seat in the house.
Every day we get a chance to start our Second Act. Our New Year's is not inscribed in stone, not yet.
I was looking through my photos (the ones the computer didn't lose for the third time) and saw this one of my aceo, Second Acts.
2013 was to be the end of one era for me and 2014 to be the Second Act so to speak. But, as things happen, I'm still going to be in a 2013 state of being for the foreseeable future. 2014 living will be my New Year's Day whichever day it falls on in the new year.