Light Bright

The holidays are over and the immediate danger has passed. We've all learned some valuable lessons, I think. And I found these lovely lights on clearance. You can never have enough light. (Unless, of course, you're getting it on and trying to hide a fat roll or two. But that is not the case in this entry...)


Below, you will see a little montage taken while Zoe detailed the happenings of the bathroom fire.

"Yesterday, I set my hair on fire."

"I tried to put it out but I made it worse."

 

"Then the alarm went off and I got the help I needed."

So, yes. The holidays are behind us and the alarms are armed. May we all make it through to Spring.

Signs Of The Times

Our birthdays just behind us- 

it's Christmastime, pretty baby.

There is no snow on the ground like this time last year.

It is 70 degrees.

A tornado touched down in our town tonight.

A friend had his gun and electronics stolen. 

They even took the sheets from his bed.

Times are hard-

Christmas is too.

It Doesn't Take Much

This is a table lamp. It goes for $30 and up on Amazon but I found it at Goodwill for $5. The bulb even worked. How could I pass up a lamp with feet uglier than mine? It was impossible NOT to buy the little slice of sunshine and now my corner of the world is all the brighter for it.

My house is so dark with it's 1970's paneling. This time of year my mood can get even darker. If these tootsies can't cheer me up, I don't know what will! It's also inspired me to read again. Don't ask me how; it must be a very special lamp. It's been so long since I read a whole book I've never read before. I've just stopped reading. I blame it on my children. I blame everything on them. And my parents. But I believe in this lamp. This lamp will change everything. It will kick ass with it's feet.

Don't ask how I know these things. I just do.

And if you feel that you can't go on...

In the light you will find the road.

Another day...

another strand of patio lights...


Today has been a good day. It's felt very much like my new patio lights look; warm and shiny and golden.

Don't get me wrong. It hasn't been perfect. We had a bit of an uproar at work and as a result, I was late getting home and that derailed my plans to cook a nice dinner. We decided to go out to eat but Sam refused. He's suffering the same allergy symptoms as Zoe now so we gave the little guy a break and I just ran to get some fast food. Zoe pulled my peasant blouse down and exposed the girls while we were in line. Then she announced very articulately that they were "Mama's boobies" and then seemed very satisfied with herself. Of course, that's what I get for having wee small children and going braless in public.

None of it seemed to matter to me today. I just gave everyone a shrug and a smile and it just seemed to work. I love days like that. Like this. When everything, including the same old hassle, seems to sparkle.