Posted in 2020, Winter at Sonnystone

Weekly Wrap-up

On Monday we went down to the library to get our passports.  First off, I realized after we got there that I had put my ID in another purse, so we went back home to pick it up and returned.  We had filled out our applications, but my printer had cut part of the bottom off, so they gave us some new ones and we re-filled them.  We wrote out our checks and they commenced to taking pictures.  She managed to get a better-than-my-drivers-license photo in three snaps.  Casey moved to the white wall, took off his glasses and didn’t smile.  They took several snaps, but the printer could not make out a face.  She took some more, still just a ghost picture to the printer.  We carried on for a while, moving him over to another wall, turning off the lights, turning off the flash…he was just a cloud.  Finally we gave up.  She said we’d have to go to a CVS or Walgreens and get one there.

We set out for the nearest CVS where the handsome young man grabbed the camera and found it needed batteries.  He went in search of and came back and said it had to be charged for an hour, sorry.  We went to the next Walgreens where the cashier said they couldn’t help us until 2pm (it was noon).  Onward to another CVS and I’m getting pretty gripey, but whatcha gonna do?  The girl at the CVS was helpful, but she, too, got Ghost!!  It’s called the Santa Claus effect because his beard and hair are so damn white.  I felt like his cheeks and face were red enough to stand out, but…  CVS girl was younger and knew her camera better than the library ladies.  She adjusted a few things and we got a nice picture of a face.  We raced back down to the library and our applications were submitted.  Finally.  It kinda took the fun out of it…

We are planning a trip to London in June.  I’m there to see the Queen and I hope I’ve not waited too long.  If you know me at all, you know I’ve obsessed with the latest Royal Family news.  It has literally sickened me and I don’t want to talk about it and I wish I’d quit thinking about it.  I will tell you more about our London trip as it draws closer, but I’m currently planning a Birthday Week Jaunt to Florida, leaving in 35 days…   One Trip at a Time.

I’m studiously avoiding Any Sort of News and I’ve read three books, written thousands of words, planted my Wardian Case, played the piano, and listened to music. That’s not just to get my mind off the State of the World Today, but also to keep my anxiety down about an upcoming Root Canal.  Fun, huh?  I dread it with the worst dread of dreads.  I have duties with Olivia and Samantha this week, so I put it off until the 29th.  These little pains are coming way too often to suit me.

The diversion of the bird garden has lived up to my expectations, though I’ve no pictures to show for it.  Our suets are especially popular with the hairy and downy woodpeckers.  We watch chickadees, tufted titmice, wrens, cardinals galore, and a couple of indigo buntings.  We have a warm-water birdbath that they all flock to.  It’s a joy.

Because I had so many appointments last week I didn’t get much done over at the Ancestry Blog and what I did write I am completely re-writing.  We’re to the Revolutionary War, a conflict I always found boring.  It’s much more interesting now that I realize they were fighting right on our ancestors’ land and that many of the Patriots were neighbors.  I love the research, but it doesn’t get the writing done.

 As I slog through all these Patriots, I don’t lose sight of the fact that there were 600,000 human beings being held as slaves in 1776, and hundreds to thousands were owned by Casey’s and my ancestors (yes, even the Maynes had slaves and they sure didn’t free them).  The Founding Fathers saw fit to count them as 5/8 human, as possessions.

I confess to white woman guilt.  I believe the best we can do is Right Now: Love Your Neighbor as Yourself, and Forgive Everybody (including yourself).  The Obamas made MLK Day into a Day of Service to Others.  It’s a Good way to celebrate Dr. King’s Life.

Peace

 

 

Posted in 2020, Winter at Sonnystone

Sunday Report

As we took down the Christmas decorations and cleaned, I just had to move around the furniture.  Clears the mind…

It’s harder than I thought to buy houseplants in the winter.  I traipsed around town looking in the usual spots– grocery floral departments– and even tried a new place (to me) Fresh Thyme, but found nothing.  Finally I went down the street to my neighborhood store and bought an orchid and a kalanchoe.  Later I went by Zeidler Floral and picked out some tiny plants for my Wardian case and a lovely jade plant just because.

I’m still on the lookout, so if you know a good spot to shop, tell me!

Mostly, though, I have slaved over at the Ancestry blog writing up Casey’s family.  Remember last year when I started my subscription to ancestrydotcom and said I’d use it for about six months and let it go?  Well, my last post was in July and I was just about to cancel it when I decided I should give Casey’s family a shot.  I started seriously studying in October, but there was so much research to be done—300 years of it — and then came the holidays so I decided to wait until Now to write it up and get it published.

I plan a series of a dozen or so posts and I probably should publish them weekly, but I’m in love with the story and don’t think I can hold back.  I tried to post four last night, but it didn’t go well and I was up until 3am un-doing and re-doing.  >sigh<  One at a time will work best…

So I cordially invite you to visit All My Ancestors and follow along as I trudge through another January digging up the roots o our Family Tree…

Start right here with Preface

Peace

Posted in 2020, Winter at Sonnystone

First Post

I have had the most Wonderful Holiday Season, culminating with a surprise visit from the Jose’ Fam and my Entire Family being together right here at the Acres.  It was exquisitely peaceful and loving.

Whilst basking in the Joy of my family, I didn’t realize for a day that our country had started a war, assassinating another country’s leader, acting as if the USA has some sort of moral superiority to judge and attack any other country (or religion) it doesn’t like.  This sort of verbal aggression is to be expected from the bully that is president right now, but to Start A War…and don’t kid yourself, we are now at war…in order to distract from his corruption is pure evil.

I pray for the people in the Middle East who have been abandoned and assaulted by our country.  I pray for our own people who are going to die paying for this sick man’s ego games.  I pray for all of us as we wander around in this dangerous world.

As I have studied history and its wars, I have found that there is no winner, that in fact Everyone Loses. I would be against war even if the other side had started it.  I believe we are all the same and those who fail to see every human as their brother or sister are blinded by their own fear.   I pray that Love can pierce their blindness and wake them.

Remember: we’re All just walking each other Home…(Ram Dass)

Peace

Posted in Christmas at Sonnystone 2019

Merry Christmas to All!

Merry Christmas, dear Readers!

I’ve been soo sick, marveling again at the mount of snot a body can manufacture all within one’s neck and eyes.  My rib cage is inflamed from coughing, my eyes are a puffy red that matches my nose, but I’m grateful to have the strength to spit this shit out.

I’ve had 67 Christmases, some Great, some okay, some I’d rather forget, but in my heart I still hold the message of the Angels when they Proclaimed Peace on Earth, Goodwill to All.  I’m no angel, but I pray for Peace Every Day.  And like the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. I Still have a Dream…

 

I have a dream that one day men will rise up and come to see that they are made to live together as brothers. I still have a dream this morning that one day every Negro in this country, every colored person in the world, will be judged on the basis of the content of his character rather than the color of his skin, and every man will respect the dignity and worth of human personality. I still have a dream that one day the idle industries of Appalachia will be revitalized, and the empty stomachs of Mississippi will be filled, and brotherhood will be more than a few words at the end of a prayer, but rather the first order of business on every legislative agenda. I still have a dream today that one day justice will roll down like water, and righteousness like a mighty stream. I still have a dream today that in all of our state houses and city halls men will be elected to go there who will do justly and love mercy and walk humbly with their God. I still have a dream today that one day war will come to an end, that men will beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks, that nations will no longer rise up against nations, neither will they study war any more. I still have a dream today that one day the lamb and the lion will lie down together and every man will sit under his own vine and fig tree and none shall be afraid. I still have a dream today that one day every valley shall be exalted and every mountain and hill will be made low, the rough places will be made smooth and the crooked places straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together. I still have a dream that with this faith we will be able to adjourn the councils of despair and bring new light into the dark chambers of pessimism. With this faith we will be able to speed up the day when there will be peace on earth and good will toward men. It will be a glorious day, the morning stars will sing together, and the sons of God will shout for joy. —Dr. Martin Luther King.

Love is All you Need…

Peace

Posted in Christmas with the Sonnystoners

New York at Christmas

We had a Wonderful Trip to visit with the Jose’ Fam, arriving on Thursday, 12/12.  LaGuardia is a Mess while they’re completely renovating the buildings and roadways.  We had to take a bus to a taxi stand! The taxi ride was a creeper and set a record for highest fare I’ve ever paid for a taxi in New York.  But when we arrived we were met in the lobby by the Cutest, Sweetest, Smartest, and Best Irish Dancers Ever and the Fun was On.

Lots of time was spent talking, talking, catching up. We attended our 13th Annual Rockettes Christmas Spectacular on Saturday.  This year was the Most Spectacular of them all, too.

The weather was decent, so we could get some picures in front of The Tree…

After the show and some luncheon at Primi, Eliza and I went over to FAO and played on the Big piano.

Emma had a Big Surprise for me.  She had spotted a Pop-Up that would be some photo-ops and merchandise of a mystery person/group that she knew I really liked.  The girls and Eric kept the secret so well that they Seriously Fooled me into thinking it was Grateful Dead.  I was tickled pink when we pulled up and I saw it was The Beatles.

So much fun.  So much good food.  So much Love.

We arrived back at Sonnystone Tuesday on the smoothest flight I’ve had in a While.  Wink was all over me, begging for rubs and kisses and he slept with his head on my pillow that night.  The piano tuner was here yesterday,  so I’m ready for carols around the baby grand.

Samantha has her pre-school Christmas program today, where I’ll be infused with the Spirit of Christmas.  Just to top things off, my soul-sister, Kathy, is spending tonight with me before she returns to Iowa on Friday.  ‘

I’m chock-full of the Happies right now and sending you out Love.  Look for it…!

Peace

 

Posted in Christmas at Sonnystone 2019

Countdown to Christmas: 16 more days…

How’s your Christmas going?  I’ve got about 2/3 of my shopping done.  We’ve finished up (as much as I finish up anything) the decorating.  I haven’t even started on the cards, though…

Saturday we picked up the Jr. girls and drove up to New Harmony for a Christmas Parade. Our first stop is Always the Main Cafe, a family-owned diner that I used to haunt when I was a Visiting Nurse in Posey County (20+ years ago).  They make grilled cheese sandwiches just as they should be made…

We love this Super Smalltown Parade with golf carts and tractors all gussied up for the holidaze.  They throw out Tons, I mean it, Tons, of candy and even gave everybody a Big Candy Cane full of sugary stuff.  We filled Two Santa Hats with candy that the kids scrambled out into the street for…  O & S loved it!

Then we headed over to one of the Galleries to make a cool craft.

Mr. and Mrs. Claus were set up over in CandyLand, but we opted to skip the line.  There were other photo ops…

Now we’re cruising into our Christmas in NYC.  We’re leaving Thursday, returning the following Tuesday.  The Rockettes are waiting for us.  Until then, I’ve got nails and hair to update and packing my fetching frocks for the trip.

Peace