“Expect the unexpected and the unexpected will be the expected.”
My drivers ed. teacher would remind us of this quote each time we went out for a lesson.
It’s just one of those things that stick with you.
My daughter will get her license in may. She can recite this quote !
For the last 19 years Jim and I have had John , our accountant, do our taxes.
Tax time actually is fun.
John comes we drink coffee and laugh listening to John tell his jokes and stories about his summer fishing trips.
We fill John in on how our year has been.
It takes him 5 min and a push of a button and taxes are filed.
John’s daughter called.
John passed away.
John was young.
Jim said he will do our taxes for the first time in our 19 years of marriage.
It’s been 4 weeks now. Jim hasn’t done our taxes
I thought I saw John in the store this evening.
It wasn’t John he’s gone.
My taxes aren’t done.
I miss John!!
Death sucks!
I just love making these little bags!
They fill my need for a quick sewing fix.
I actually owe this all to my husband.
He generously made me the pattern for this little bags.
Thanks Jim!!!
I’m having my husband set me up a new blog look, for lack of a better word.
The one I have now is a bit plain.
To view a list of friends and family blogs click on the backstage icon at the top of the page and scroll down to blog roll.
My new Blog will have all my friends and family’s blogs listed on the side for all to see !
There are some days when my head just won’t leave me alone.
Ideas and thoughts just seem to pour.
My heart then grabs hold of these thoughts and runs with them.
I begin to feel so inspired, so alive .
My hand then takes over.
I begin to create.
It all then comes to a screeching halt.
My hand has no idea what to do.
The thoughts are gone now, my heart is empty.
Some days can be rough but most days are great!
Today he told me about the fish shaped cloud that was doing flips. Then there were the clouds that looked like rolling surf.
He laughed as we walked along the beach because the wind was blowing in his face.
He told me about the tree he wants to find that is as tall as the moon.
Lunch was filled with rude noises as he played with a plastic hot dog bun.
He decided to snack on his big toe while we watched a tv show .
he looks like an angel when he sleeps.
I love three year olds.
Wow it’s been awhile since I last posted.
Life has a funny way of keeping me busy.
I’ve been busy making my fabric lunch bags and listing them in my etsy store.
If you haven’t stopped by my shop lately you should check it out and let me know what you think.
www.sandrakay.etsy.com
My goal for this new year is to post here once a week. I think it will be every thursday night.
“I had my choice of jogging or blogging. I chose blogging. My thoughts run faster then my feet!” S. McCormick
I’m $@ years old and yes I do believe in Santa. Not only did I hear his sleigh bells one Christmas eve while driving home from my parents but I saw him today.
I shall start from the beginning.
It all started a few years ago with a Mercedes Benz commercial. A big red bow, woman hugging husband. Yes it was a Mercedes he gave her as a gift.
That just bugged me. My Christmas funds maybe would cover the first car payment if that.
How can that be, who is buying expensive cars as gifts.
Well every year these types of commercials haunt me.
I guess I confess on some level …. Ok Ok not beating around the bush.
I secretly want one. Hee hee
Well There is hope that my christmas wish may someday come true.
Maybe the problem is I never really asked for one, that could be why I haven’t gotten one.
Well I’m asking Santa for one next year. Why you ask am I asking Santa and not Jim?
Santa is real !!!! I saw him today making a very special delivery.
He was driving a Mercedes Benze. And not just any Mercedes.
He was driving a, get this, SLR McLaren Roadster!!
I was sitting in my, gulp, minivan. I was waiting to make a left.
As he passed he looked at me and smiled. Yes he really looked at me and his smile truely said see and believe.
The night that it happened was no different then any other night. I checked all the locks on the doors, shut the lights and went upstairs.
I continued with my routine, put the alarm on and went into the bathroom. I put only the night light on, went to the sink and grabbed my tooth brush. I started to brush my teeth, darn tooth brush must be getting old a bristle dislodged from the brush and is stuck in between my front teeth.
I turn the lights on so I can see in the mirror to get the bristle out from between my teeth. I pull out the bristle… Oh My God!!!… It is not a bristle from the tooth brush!!!
I’m warning you, If you have a weak stomach DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER…
… It’s a toenail… Oh my God it’s a toenail that was stuck in between my teeth!!!. It wasn’t a bristle…
Oh now I’m gaging . Who on earth would clip their toenails in the bathroom! Proper nail cutting etiquette clearly states, “nails shall only be cut outside of a building or home.”
That night I tossed and turned. I pray it never happens to you.
Oh by the way, every person in my house denies ever committing the violation. I’ll have to have a talk with the cat. I bought her new cat food she can’t possibly still be mad. Here kitty kitty…..
1. The best family and friends on earth !!
2. My home, wow January will be 3 years we are here.
3. My sewing room. It’s a dream come true to have one.
4. Pumpkin pie, pumpkin ice cream, pumpkin muffins, pumpkin flavored coffee …
5. Sleeping next to toasty warm Jim.
6. Winston living another day, hang in there puppy !
7. Jim letting me use his lap top all the time ever since mine died.
8. Library school.
9. My Etsy store.
10. The hope that dieting brings. I want to surf in a bikini. Hee hee !
Thats just the short list of things I’m thankful for.
Drop me a note and let me know what your thankful for.
Happy Thanksgiving to all !!