Our teenage niece had her baby. very small. mother and father's hands are holding the child. It all starts now......

And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
wife
And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
How do I work this?
And you may ask yourself
Where is that large automobile?
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful house!
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful wife!
Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Water dissolving...and water removing
There is water at the bottom of the ocean
Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean
Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
What is that beautiful house?
And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right?...Am I wrong?
And you may tell yourself
MY GOD!...WHAT HAVE I DONE?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Photobox

After many, many attempts to pull off a decent photo from my homemade photo box, this was the best I could get for today.


We've made plans to go out to Ohio to vsit our good friends Sal and Cindy the first week of April. Tom has a partial week off that week and the girl's are on spring break. Can't wait!!!!

The most exciting time this winter was last night when we had 59 degrees, 35-40 MPH winds with a tornado warning. The air smelled of spring and I was ready! Kelsey thought the air smelled like a tornado and she was right! But now we have 21 degrees, snow and not enough snow as usual. This weather of course causes our overworked cars to start acting up. We are so at the end of our car-rope.

Come on lottery !!!!!!

Saint Valentines Day

St. Valentines Day at the Blakes can be a circus act!
First,
Tom take the girls out to get cards and candy for mom, then
Lynne takes the girls out to get Tom cards and candy, then
Tom takes Amy out to get Kelsey a card and candy, then,
Lynne Takes Kelsey out to get Amy a Card and candy.

Once that is finished, all cards are signed and candy placed in bags and put onto the kitchen table until Valentines Day starts, which is when tom gets up and that is usually 2:00pm.

Money and time aside, this has been a tradition of ours for many years now. It simply means chocolate covered caramels for Kelsey, Chocolate covered cherries for Amy, anything with dark chocolate on it for Mom and lemon jellybellies for Tom.

The heart shaped meatloaf didn't happen this year. I didn't think far enough ahead to manage that one. I was too wrapped up in the vacuum of Holy Cross activities to get it accomplished.

I am trying to put a photo portfoilio together of the jewlery I've made in the last year. I want to beable to show a visual of what pieces I can make to promote more orders. I have several people interested in viewing it at Holy Cross so I need to get on it!. Word of mouth can be a powerful tool! Thanks to Roberta and Colleen, I have people asking .

This weekend is ours!! The weather sounds like it will be bleak, so maybe I will plan to bake bread with the girl's or if they have saved up enough money, go shopping for clothes. Yes, I said it. My hand is forced in this area. Nothing for me of course.
The key is to take one girls at a time. Kelsey is my hardest to find shirts for. Pants seem to trickle in okay. Amy is great on pants and very difficult when it comes to shirts. She wants cool, but doesn't like the glitter crap or flowery stuff. Lord help me!

Not at all lost in the bubble I call my life.

A routine of early morning Yoga and some soothing
Meditative music and life for me gets off on the right foot.
As I lay in corps pose with palms facing up, I have Mackinaws' nose in one palm and Tiggers' furry belly facing up in the other. This reminds me of when the kids were little; getting on the floor was only an invitation for attentive play.
My body warms and my mind wakes as I think about the muscles I am stretching and the jewelry I am working on this week. The Native American music is perfect this morning.

Friends Jam this Saturday. Looking forward to working on some newer songs. I took the liberty to pull Suzanne in early last week to get some harmony work done before the next jam. It seems as though the boys don't think about working on voice issues, just muscial ones. Several of us have taken it upon ourselves to get together a week or so before to work on voice parts in order to be productive. The short amount of time that we have once a month to jam, isn't enough to cover everything I guess.

I am in fear of driving my car, because it tends to die when ever it wants to while I am out doing errands. I guess this type of stuff will continue to happen until we bite the big one and purchase another 'used' vehicle. Maybe 215,000 miles is enough for the old Bonnie. (sigh) My first 'materialistic' car. Now I am spoiled and want leather seats on the next car. This will not be an option, because we are too prrrrrractical for that to happen again, (did I studder?) unless of course we get lucky again. (grin)



Amazon and Ebay have been steady. The book cases in our house are quite empty now. More room for Cha Cha's!! Tigger seems to think it's a safe place to sleep. There wasn't too much that I sold that we didn't read and enjoy. Many of the items that are for sale are items bought and never looked at again. Why keep them?
Many of the children's books are from the friend of the library sale. .10 cents here, .25 cents there. These books are for sale on Amazon also but with 80+ copies at 0.1 cent a piece, I won't waste my time trying to sell them. These books will be donated to the teachers at Holy Cross. After spending time on Amazon, I could see why all those people would come to the Library sale and purchase hundreds of books, If not to fill a small school libraries or teachers rooms, They can sell them on the internet and make money! My energies are elsewhere.

Kelsey is home today. The Jr. High classes are taking their yearly sky trip to Swiss Valley. Kelsey wanted nothing to do with it. I think being home weight out more important than a scary bus trip up north. (weird) She doesn't want to sky. She doesn't want to ride the bus. She doesn't want to sit in the Lodge and play cards with one of the teachers who refuses to sky also. The offer to video tape the trip didn't pull her in either. It is what it is. Maybe next year. I didn't want to push her. The students, parents of the students and the teachers did that for me. I'm done.
So we will go grocery shopping together today. Clean out a overstuffed closet in the hallway and maybe go out for lunch. Could I make it any easier for her to want to stay home with me? I'm not complaining, just causcious.



~ "Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is not path and leave a trail"

~Ralph Waldo Emerson