All the Magnificence

My daughter has left for the weekend.

We have this word we’ve been using.

Magnificent.

Let the weekend begin.

I hugged her before she left and she said, “You smell good.” I was wearing my shimmer mist, so maybe she will see some glitter from that hug later on.

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She texted me once she arrived at her destination and said, “Have a magnificent weekend!” My response was, “I wish you all the magnificence”.

I wish the same for you my darlings.

A Better Choice

I enjoy writing about choices.

This weekend, I chose to stay home. Normally, I’ll run some errands or visit local shops and markets, but not this weekend. It was nice to stay home and do whatever I chose to do. My truck got washed. 🙂

Some decisions don’t come to an end on our timeline. I made a choice when Big Red arrived that could have very easily turned into tragedy.

In Meet Big Red, you see him resting in the dining room, but I had to make room for him beforehand.

There was a large plastic container sitting in the dining room ready for storage. Yes lovely….It contained our Christmas ornaments! When the paddleboard arrived, I sat the container on the back porch.

At least it was closer to storage.

A few nights ago, we had a huge wind and rain storm. I wasn’t concerned about the rain hitting the container because it was plastic and shut tight.

What I didn’t consider was the wind.

The wind blew the rain up under the lid into the container. The next morning I looked outside to see if any damage was done from the storm and saw the plastic container sitting there half full of water.

Of course, I laid the ornaments out to dry and there was no permanent damage done. The one thing I was worried about were the paper stars I made for my daughter during Breast Cancer.

They were in a cardboard box within the plastic container. The cardboard box was soggy and so were the stars but they held up rather well.

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They are not quite the same as before the storm, but nothing ever is. I was just happy to see they needed help so soon after the storm.

Now I know to place the stars in plastic container instead of a cardboard box before storage.

As I was drinking my coffee this morning and the sky became dark. It rains without warning, so I ran outside to gather up the ornaments that were now dry. I brought the container into the house because the stars are not quite ready to be repacked.

I made a mistake leaving them once.

The second time I made a better choice.

 

 

A Marvelous Option

My daughter came home Monday to our front porch sprinkled with glitter. She’s concerned about leaving me alone on the weekends now. 🙂

I explained how it all started with her.

She was walking to her car and almost slipped off the front porch. It’s in the shade and becomes slippery after a rain. I made a note to fix it.

After she left, I noticed it was time to refill the hummingbird feeder. It had a little liquid inside, so I dumped it out. The sugar water splattered onto the porch, but once it dried it looked like glitter.

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I went to a craft store and bought a can of clear spray glitter. That didn’t work out. Maybe it was a dud can, but the spray was clear with no glitter.

I went back to the store and bought glitter.

Just a container of it. Never knew there were so many options! Before my daughter arrived, I sprinkled it on the porch. Yes lovely, it’s magical!

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I’m pondering painting the steps with a clear-coat of glitter. It comes in a can to be brushed on like paint.

That, my darlings, is a marvelous option.

 

It’s About Them

One of my all time favorite books is, ‘The Purpose Driven Life’, by Rick Warren. The first time I read the book, the first sentence smacked me in the face. Do you know what it says?

“It’s not about you.”

What a painful revelation. 🙂

I’m seeing more Bloggers deleting their Facebook accounts. I canceled mine last year, but re-opened it this year to be a part of SC Lourie’s Soul Reset. I posted a few things in the group, but the main reason I did it was for Lourie. To show my support.

When I reopened FB, my Letitgocoach page was still there, so I began posting a couple of times a week. The page has grown this year with very little effort. This confirms, it’s not about me…..it’s about them.

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It was easier to delete it and walk away.

It has given me discipline having the page again. I don’t spend a lot of time there and I don’t have the FB app or messenger downloaded to my phone.

There’s an app I use for the Letitgocoach page. It’s called Page Manager and that’s what it does.

It allows me to manage the page.

Facebook doesn’t manage me.

Facebook is not dramatic, but the people can be.

If dramatic people find you on FB they are most likely finding you in real life. I’m careful who I let in the door. If someone leaves a dramatic comment which is rare, I don’t respond, or I delete the comment if it’s offensive and block the user.

That tool would be awesome in real life.

This world needs inspiring souls.

The good guys are walking away.

It’s not about me. It’s about them.

Meet Big Red

I enjoy living in this peaceful little lake town, but I’ve not taken advantage of the lake part. Lake Travis is less than a mile away from my home so…

I bought a paddle board. Meet Big Red.

He sat in my dining room until I took him out for the first time this week. It was love at first flight.

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The lake is full of people and activity on the weekends, so I take him out during the week.

Big Red and I have big plans, but the first time was just to get over that little bit of fear I had to just do it. You know the scenarios that run through your mind before attempting anything new. It sounded more difficult in my mind than it actually was.

The hardest part was getting him in and out of my truck bed gracefully. He’s ten feet long and weighs 40 lbs. Accomplishing that alone was a workout.

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It’s work, but there’s an immediate reward.

As soon as it hits the water and I climb on top I find my Zen. I’m going to teach myself to do Yoga on him eventually, but right now we’re just learning.

Thanks YouTube!

I’ve been looking at boards for months, but couldn’t find a color that resonated. When I began seeing red, Google took all my searches for boards and a red board randomly popped up on my phone.

Was it random? Nothing is random lovely.

There will be more to come, but I just wanted to introduce my WordPress family to the newest member of my family. My darlings, meet Big Red.

I’m Seeing Red

The color red, coming back into my life.

Someone said, “You have a boldness to you, but a sweet heart.”  Then Bossman at the pizza place said, “You’re blossoming Barb!”

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Red has been my favorite color most of my adult life, but somewhere along the path I lost that color. I leaned toward the more neutral, softer colors and felt I had lost my boldness.

Red is loud and vibrant which were words used to describe me, but without realizing it, I had become quiet and soft spoken. That’s not me.

The first time it resonated was in December. I wanted some new house shoes and saw these booties. I had seen women wear them to Yoga, so they would have dual purpose.

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What I didn’t realize at the time of purchase is that they are hand knitted, so they didn’t arrive in time for Christmas. No lovely, they arrived in January which was fitting to have them in this new year.

I wear them all the time!

Then came blanket with balls.

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When I bought this blanket, I had a choice between pale pink or red. I have gravitated toward pink this year, but the red one spoke to me more.

Well lovely….Pink is a pale red and that is how I felt. Like my red had faded to pink.

After the blanket, Foxy showed up and I placed him in this planter. When I learned how to make memes, I used a fox quite often in the picture.

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I’ve noticed a change in my voice from working at the pizza place. My job there is to love on people, but some people need a lot of love.

A couple of weeks ago, Bossman asked me to call a dissatisfied customer. We needed to make him happy with our services so Boss said, “Don’t use your big Barb voice. Use your sweet one.”

As I made my bed this morning, I noticed at some point this year I placed these two pillows there. These pillows have with me for over ten years, but they were packed away during our last move. I bought a new pillow, (the one with the bugs) and it has sprinkles of red, but the other two are a nice pale red. Red has always been my color.

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Don’t allow life or people to fade your color.

Don’t shrink yourself to fit others needs.

I’m grateful the color red has come back into my life and my being. God made me to be bold and I lost it for a while, but today I’m seeing red.

Feel the Music

I posted this a few weeks ago and took it down.

It needed some thought and words placed before it, so here I sit making it right by re-posting.

In think like a Queen, (or King), I see her as fearless. She cannot afford to live in fear and neither can we even though the world today is driven by fear.

How high or low is your fear-o-meter?

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This year I began working out.

It began with Yoga, then I added free weights and now I want a doorway pull up bar. I’ve worked on my inner strength and feel strong inside.

Now I want to be physically strong.

June is right around the corner and it’s time for the pull up bar. I doubt I can even do one, but there is always a starting point. Just like the free weights, I could barely do 10 curls to start with. I took that starting point of 10 and added a few more curls each time until 20 appeared and so on.

My year end goal is pull ups.

It’s something I’ve always wanted to do so there needs to be a starting point. Buy the bar, install it in the doorway and every time I approach that door, try a pull up. There’s no need for discouragement because it’s something new and there will be a learning curve. The key is to start.

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Working on my physical strength this year does make me feel somewhat bulletproof, but let me encourage you with this. Spending time with God and strengthening His spirit within….well my darlings….we are bulletproof because of Him.