{ True Strength }

Hardship, in forcing us to exercise greater patience and forbearance in daily life, actually makes us stronger and more robust. From the daily experience of hardship comes a greater capacity to accept difficulties without losing our sense of inner calm. Of course, I do not advocate seeking out hardship as a way of life, but merely wish to suggest that, if you relate to it constructively, it can bring greater inner strength and fortitude.

Dalai Lama

Beany Boy Update

For those who’ve asked how Mr. Beany is doing, I have to say, pretty great….for a hundred year old kitty with a healing hip.

He still walks with a slight limp–but it’s much better than it was. The muscles in his hip are still “sprung” so-to-speak, but he doesn’t seem to have any pain with it.

And see how that same leg is just poking out to one side? Yeah, they say he’ll probably do that the rest of his life because the leg is essentially longer now.  But I pet him and love him and feed him soft food and now and then, I even get away with massaging his hip. I think he lets me because he doesn’t want me to worry about him.

In fact, if he spoke English, which I swear sometimes he does–I think he’d say,

“It’s all good.

Thanks for asking.

Now feed me.”

Sweet Dreams Bolster Pillow

Remember the pretty little crocheted Mandala that I made a few weeks ago?

And this pink and purple thingy from a while back?

Well, you’ll be pleased to know that the two have gotten together and made a lovely bed-sized bolster pillow. Oh, my goodness it was fun to make and very satisfying to put together–but neither was as much fun as it was to sleep with the darn thing. Trust me, it makes the softest, most huggable body pillow you’ve ever seen…er…felt. 

And now…

I feel a nap coming on…

with a really heavenly pillow.

heh, heh, heh.

 

 

PS~ Thanks EVERYONE for making my birthday absolutely incredible! What a wonderful, priceless thing are friends. I adore you, you know. Thanks again.  

The Scent of Waffles…

We arrived at our last Farmer’s Market just as the sun was going down. But we had a goal and could not be deterred.

In fact, when Miss Chompy first got out of the car she took a whiff–

and a big, long sniff, and said,

“I can SMELL them!!

We need to go get Waffles...now!

Okey-dokey Miss Chompy. Anything you say.

Ahhh…such wisdom from the mouth of babes.