My husband is out of town and I spend some time on the phone last night, talking to a good friend of mine, who lives a few hours away.
We had a lot of catching up to do and we talked for a very long time. “Are you still blogging?” she asked and I told her about some of my posts that I have written lately.
I was just a little girl, when I came home from school and heard that we had tickets for the Olympic Games in Munich. The year was 1972 and I was 9 years old. Germany was neighbor state, only a few hours away and all we were excited about the road trip.
We have a little park that belongs to the small subdivision where we live and yesterday was the last “Music in the park” for this year.
Another terror attack against unarmed civilians in Paris, the city of love. Once again I watch the news and have tears in my eyes, I feel anger and I feel helpless.
The last day of my quote challenge is probable the easiest one, because it’s a quote I try to live by every day.
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There was a time in my life, when I thought about the past a lot. I sat there for hours, days and weeks, trying to find the answers to all the questions that I had. I wanted answers and explanations about many things that had happened in my life, but most of all about my parents. I was convinced that many things would be different, if my past would have been different.
Jacqueline from “A cooking pot and twisted tales” invited me to the 3 quotes series a while back. “Thank you Jacqueline” and I am very sorry for the delay, but I have been a busy little bugger.
We were invited to a wedding a few weeks back and we were standing there with the happy couple, when the young bride smiled at her husband and said “He makes me so happy.”
I often wish that old furniture could talk. What a story many of these antique pieces could tell. Where do they come from? Who made them and who did they belong to? All the people they have met and most importantly, what brought them into my little workshop.
Just the plain sight of the vacuum cleaner, throws our older dogs into despair and panic mood and each and every time I try to clean our living room floor, we go through the same procedure.
They stop whatever they are doing and act like their life would be in immediate danger. No other machine in, or around the house causes so much panic, not even the lawn mower or the yard blower.
Finally, they are going to widen our horizon and offer now new online classes, especially for educated people, who still use the old common sense. All guess what? All ages are welcome!