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Move it on Over, Easter dresses, and progress

Here we are at Friday again ~  I took the day off for a few appointments and more moving-related stuff.  But I had to take a break and fill you in on some randoms this week.  Ready? Here we go:

1 Daylight savings came down this week.    I slept, on average, 4 hours (4!) the first 3 nights.  Whomever thought DST was a good idea is not a nice person and I’d like to personally give him a swift kick in the shins.   Geez!

daylight-saving-spring-forward-recover-confession-ecards-someecards

2 Taking our grand-daughter dress shopping tomorrow since she needs a “flower girl” dress for the wedding this summer.  In her words, it needs to be “swirly, twirly and girly.”  Easter is upon us and there’s an abundance of pink, peach and mint confections hanging in the girl’s department.  When I see those dresses I think back to my Mary Jane shoes, white knee socks, cold legs, the smell of Lemon Pledge in our church pews and pie. I remember how we girls called them our “hard” shoes, and how your feet really didn’t move once they were inside.  And Easter could be early so there could still be ice in the yard; pretty Mary Jane shoes could cause a twirling girl to slip & slide if she wasn’t careful.  I’m betting grand-daughter MJ picks out the shiniest shoes in the store!

Mary Jane shoes: image superstarbabies.com

3 Sorting, packing. Packing, sorting.  Carloads to Goodwill, bags to the dumpster.   Not moving what I don’t love. Apparently … I don’t love much!  ❤ Except books. Books, music and photos. All are non-negotiable.  And I just ordered a new book. I know, I know.  Don’t tell Hubbs 🙂

i have to stop buying books

4 As I sort and pack, I listen to music, singing along and grooving to whatever comes up next on the Mp3 player.  This Hank Williams classic (written in 1947) played earlier today and I still laugh at the lyrics, especially the various “dog descriptions,”  example:

Came in last night at half past ten
That baby of mine wouldn’t let me in
So move it on over (move it on over)
Move it on over (move it on over)
Move over little dog ’cause the big dog’s moving in

She’s changed the lock on my front door
My door key don’t fit no more
So get it on over (move it on over)
Scoot it on over (move it on over)
Move over skinny dog ’cause the fat dog’s moving in

The dog house here is mighty small
But it’s better than no house at all
So ease it on over (move it on over)
Drag it on over (move it on over)
Move over old dog ’cause a new dog’s moving in

Here’s a sampling from a movie about him:

5  I hate the pic on the left but share it because this is where my Wheat Belly story began – today marks 74 days following a grain-free lifestyle.  13 lbs down & many inches lost, a size & 1/2 down in clothes, even my shoes are looser! Sleeping great, no aches, skin’s happier ~ just feeling good. No, wait, I feel great.  Vibrant! Alive! Awake!  Had many ups, a few downs (social outings are a challenge sometimes).  But it was THAT muffin faced picture that motivated me to change my life and I have.   I still have a way to go but cannot believe the difference in how I feel .. and look~!

An Emjayandthem(C) photo

An Emjayandthem(C) photo

 

How was your week?  Any randoms you care to share?  Did you survive Daylight Savings time?  What was your Easter outfit like as a child?  Do you remember Hank Williams songs playing in your kitchen, too?  What’s the last nice thing you did for yourself?

** Happy Friday!

 

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Sundogs everywhere!

A weather phenomenon I’d forgotten about is the sun dog.

Prevalent in my Saskatchewan prairie home, my experience has been you don’t see them unless the weather is brutally cold (and dry).  And the sun is low …

Here’s part of one, taken on my cell phone one frigid morning  (hey, I was sitting in traffic, might as well snap a picture).

one MI morning on my way to work

a MI sun dog … on my way to work

Here’s another, taken by my niece on her way to town, traveling a road I’d ventured on many-a-time:

a Saskatchewan sun dog

a Saskatchewan sun dog

See the distinct rainbow-looking light off to the side?  That’s the niftiest part, the unexpected part, the sun’s so bright I might need shades part.  🙂

Bundle up, peeps, it’s cold outside.

And remember to watch for sun dogs!

Hubbs is heading to FL for meetings this morning; sure hope he doesn’t get stranded along the way.

As for me, here’s my being stranded wish:

True that! google.images

True that! google.images

Where would you like to be stranded?

Categories: Attitude, Beauty, Faith, Family, Friendship, Life, Relationships, Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , | 27 Comments

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