tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80049447812531854962024-03-05T18:44:42.986-05:00Imagination and MeAll about Angels, Tarot, creating prosperity, Astrology, Emotional Freedom Technique (EFT) and imagining what we can create with our imagination!
http://www.angelsloveyou.com/Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.comBlogger320125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-24760635311639909342023-05-23T12:08:00.000-04:002023-05-23T12:08:36.709-04:00We HAVE Healing Angels !!<span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Do you believe in angels? Or do you believe they are just a fantasy? Do you wish you believed in angels? I always wanted to believe in them but was skeptical. So so skeptical. After all I'm a born and bred Taurus and wanted to make sure my beliefs could be proven.<br /><br />Ok fast forward to when I got my first Tarot card reading. It was at a flea market and I knew the reader. I sat there with my arms crossed thinking "ok prove you can read my cards". She tried. But my skepticism was so strong she finally said, "I can't read you, your energy is blocked and I can't get through. But you need to get your husband over here, he has a problem with his job." I thought sure you just want to make more money. But I told him and he got a reading from her. Everything she told him was right on about his job and the outcome. I was so amazed that I wanted to know more so I approached her again and picked her brain. She said she could teach me how to read the tarot cards and my skeptical brain kicked in again but finally I relented. Later when I started reading the cards I would have skeptical people come trying to get me to prove I could read their cards and I told them I understood how they felt because I did the same thing. I'd get them laughing and they could relax enough so their energies were open enough to their cards read accurately.<br /><br />But this isn't about tarot readings as much as it is about being skeptical. So which of you wants to believe in angels but just can't for one reason or another? I cannot prove to you that they are real but I can tell you some of my experiences and you can try them out for yourself. </span><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Xv1GvSeIrKIF9AQQkEwfllE1_aYogO8ODSgKpaU-GMwUUfr9YrxySllHxBBpdknjajixGqslK2-fwWr95FiKpIVI1JfQAUIreJPIGVze5heeVeQHwzGjzoNaM7dNTp_0kR8lNTDVKkGz-z6siivGIXgiGZmMsu-Qg6Oh3tE025JzWdLnMMcDd0p5/s1024/midjourney%20healing%20angel%20beautiful.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Xv1GvSeIrKIF9AQQkEwfllE1_aYogO8ODSgKpaU-GMwUUfr9YrxySllHxBBpdknjajixGqslK2-fwWr95FiKpIVI1JfQAUIreJPIGVze5heeVeQHwzGjzoNaM7dNTp_0kR8lNTDVKkGz-z6siivGIXgiGZmMsu-Qg6Oh3tE025JzWdLnMMcDd0p5/s320/midjourney%20healing%20angel%20beautiful.png" width="320" /></a></div>I took a class about tuning into your intuition and the teacher talked about our helper angels. She specifically told us we all had a healing angel that we could call on in times of need. Then she instructed us to become quiet and ask for the name of our healing angel. Some of us have more than one. I got the name Hippie a saw a picture in my mind's eye of what he looked like minus wings, and doubted that it was real but decided I'd accept it and see what happened. I told her the name I got and she said it was perfect for me because of my offbeat personality. <br /><br />I had been having some pains in various places so I would acknowledge Hippy and ask for his help. I began feeling better and the pains would go away. I always thanked him for his help. Yes I know aches and pains can come and go away on their own. However I received messages of who to go to about this and that problem because Hippy wasn't only healing my body but giving me new ideas too. I know just reading this doesn't prove anything but it sure has been a comfort for me. <br /><br />I remember one time in particular when I was getting ready to go to the dermatologist who always found something on my skin to biopsy. I was anxious as usual. I was taking a shower when I felt the energy change. It felt warmer than usual and I wondered what I was feeling. I opened my eyes and saw a huge vision of a male shadow on the tile. "You aren't going to get cut on today." I heard in my ear. And I didn't! The doctor didn't find anything he wanted to biopsy and I felt my body relax, not only because I wasn't getting cut but because I got the wonderful message from my healing angel.<br /><br />Do you want to know the name of your healing angel? How about your Guardian Angel(s)? Here is a link to Cheryl Richardson's first video on learning how to relax and meditate. These are free and if you like it and it's helpful there are a whole series of them. <br /><br /><a href="https://youtu.be/tetqDKpKcbQ">Learn to Meditate</a><br /><br />If you already know how to relax and meditate you can do that now and just ask for the name of your angels. Then accept the first name you hear in your mind. See what happens. You might not get an answer the first time but play with this and see what happens. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-11955927023437850462022-02-20T17:21:00.001-05:002022-02-20T17:21:50.658-05:00Easy Classes on how to Meditate That Works<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjBM76EYBJfZr2_RYwyHKypqt3s3uM4xvUKWpWnu4KM5VdvawhVMEgimn3Zfw2SKb6BES_pjVBUBi1KYzXZc0vcJmvfZlynMcbjG_7VXOh6vCO487llHKyqy93FCS5mOoEHplOj2Zk0eIK0yihzOtfImkOvFBvzT1WPdBJSrqer_qFd-FddxMcIIXnw=s640" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="426" data-original-width="640" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjBM76EYBJfZr2_RYwyHKypqt3s3uM4xvUKWpWnu4KM5VdvawhVMEgimn3Zfw2SKb6BES_pjVBUBi1KYzXZc0vcJmvfZlynMcbjG_7VXOh6vCO487llHKyqy93FCS5mOoEHplOj2Zk0eIK0yihzOtfImkOvFBvzT1WPdBJSrqer_qFd-FddxMcIIXnw=s320" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">February 20, 2022,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br />Meditation has never come easy to me. I've tried different methods including clearing my mind of any thoughts which never worked. Guided meditations have relaxed me but also put me to sleep. I've always wished I could find a way to meditate that I could use to calm myself almost instantly when I needed before I climbed on that "Crazy Train" that Cheryl Richardson talks about. Cheryl offered free meditation classes because she wanted to do something to help us all who feel so stressed out by all the changes that are going on in the world today. I don't know how long these classes will last but I found a meditation that works for me. She begins by talking about the benefits of meditation and tells her own examples of how it's helped her and people she knows. Then we practiced. Five minutes! I was amazed at how just five minutes of meditation can be so helpful and also how fast it goes. <br /><br />Cheryl wants us to share her free meditation classes so they will help others lower their stress levels, which will benefit us all. <br /><br /><br />If this speaks to you here is the link to the <a href="https://cherylrichardson.com/zoom-gathering/recordings/?mc_cid=e593d899fc&mc_eid=d0bf995dc4" target="_blank">three classes </a>so far. You can sign up to be on her mailing list to receive notices of these ongoing classes or her others. <br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-16677929152224921942021-12-09T22:34:00.000-05:002021-12-09T22:34:46.371-05:00My 911 call to my angels worked<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">December 9, 2021<br /><br />Today I had an appointment with my dermatologist for my six month checkup. I've had a lot of basal cell carcinoma's removed from my body over the past thirty years. Because of many surgeries as a child for a cleft lip and palate, I also have Post Traumatic Stress, so often impending doctor's appointments bring on high anxiety. Today was one of them. I wasn't afraid of what she was going to do to me though. The anxiety felt like it was automatic. So uncomfortable. I did some EFT tapping and got some relief and I also took a quarter of an anti anxiety pill. But more was needed.<br /><br />I called on my angels. "Help Angels!! I need help!! 911 Angels!! This helped and by the time I got to the appointment I was calmer. I walked into the office and up to the window to log in and what did I see but a beautifully decorated angel tree! It felt like a sign. It felt like a sign that my angels heard my 911 call. You can call it a coincidence and I'm sure they didn't put the angel tree up for me, but it still felt like a sign and I will accept it. Thank you Angels for hearing my call and helping calm me. I did have another biopsy so the results remain to be seen. If I need surgery I'll take my angels with me. But hey, I know they are with me always and so are yours! <br /><br />Here are two pictures I took of the lovely angel tree. Oh yes, calling 911 help angels has benefited me more than once. <br /><br />Now I want my own angel tree.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhIDK2Q9VbngW-MXTJ1HssgH-PbL98ATZojW67WCaT2pYwYRWsHaibVkdobWufcHsXskv9YkcOCyc1OEMgvGdKMoPMppkxy5nuJxTfDphy_990PNVToBUfQghVrrFbNFCvprZd9ifoUslQKipiGEi-IULrUeOHJVgHEHDJnH3p_QSeOdHvXg23xjTWw=s4032" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhIDK2Q9VbngW-MXTJ1HssgH-PbL98ATZojW67WCaT2pYwYRWsHaibVkdobWufcHsXskv9YkcOCyc1OEMgvGdKMoPMppkxy5nuJxTfDphy_990PNVToBUfQghVrrFbNFCvprZd9ifoUslQKipiGEi-IULrUeOHJVgHEHDJnH3p_QSeOdHvXg23xjTWw=s320" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgzIP54PpffeZsyV4jjeyeQFS6QLsdQpoSHY7fU_uo4Fng1q22_8fetV0zYrhJAMPxOu8rtldwkFvGkKUfcP1tvlktjpwYBrf62YCJyCT2-LbQU4LcuobnrKEcoruufZwqp-bgxPNvo5PqetizRw_8H_6qaKPyHEkegeuByx-DBFf8wW8BfxrtrhAJS=s4032" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgzIP54PpffeZsyV4jjeyeQFS6QLsdQpoSHY7fU_uo4Fng1q22_8fetV0zYrhJAMPxOu8rtldwkFvGkKUfcP1tvlktjpwYBrf62YCJyCT2-LbQU4LcuobnrKEcoruufZwqp-bgxPNvo5PqetizRw_8H_6qaKPyHEkegeuByx-DBFf8wW8BfxrtrhAJS=s320" width="240" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> Thank you for reading and hopefully commenting. </span><p></p>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-82124814969274595322021-11-19T15:14:00.000-05:002021-11-19T15:14:36.853-05:00Friday eclipse and more<div class="separator"><div class="separator" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">November 19, 2021<br /><br />I woke up around 3am and had to go outside to see the longest lunar eclipse in 600 years. The moon was half covered and so pretty. I wasn't able to capture the picture on my iPhone as well as what I was seeing with my eyes and I was a bit disappointed. But I saw the Little Dipper and a shooting star. That was special. I need to learn more about iPhone photography. Here are the pictures of the eclipse. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnb327X0tt1kLL3WJkXnuAz7UPC4LcpDgciLm0iy_7OjaYgMApPJhq35SSMQqi2v3fXIJiluXtH5I08X_RM6kwKP8z0CrAEtXvVG91cgwcs-0RivyZGv-hpKLBmXLv6jqwBnWko6m_9lE/s2048/9DFD2DC6-E70D-4581-BC18-A880AE1A08AC.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnb327X0tt1kLL3WJkXnuAz7UPC4LcpDgciLm0iy_7OjaYgMApPJhq35SSMQqi2v3fXIJiluXtH5I08X_RM6kwKP8z0CrAEtXvVG91cgwcs-0RivyZGv-hpKLBmXLv6jqwBnWko6m_9lE/s320/9DFD2DC6-E70D-4581-BC18-A880AE1A08AC.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAsSVj1QHqM7DaXwDpQvAfvZZoL-SGitRiMvOz94BGn6h9LEyOwJyOY4Quq39ne6mWMY9K15GxCcZr2gYJbVgCMFUQ-n2iFSEfd7DCfx1GaGT0qcHpLy0HdQkJA_QetqqvRPQ2FSeq98c/s2048/D8430B8C-34BA-4B6B-AC40-E1BFDBF1853F.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAsSVj1QHqM7DaXwDpQvAfvZZoL-SGitRiMvOz94BGn6h9LEyOwJyOY4Quq39ne6mWMY9K15GxCcZr2gYJbVgCMFUQ-n2iFSEfd7DCfx1GaGT0qcHpLy0HdQkJA_QetqqvRPQ2FSeq98c/s320/D8430B8C-34BA-4B6B-AC40-E1BFDBF1853F.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I was able to go back to sleep until the glitches started. We must have had about 9 or 10 glitches but thankfully my UPS (universal power supply) worked and I didn't lose the internet or my computer. Hubby called the power company and it was due to a power outage in the neighborhood affecting about 108 of us. <br /><br />So around 5 am I stepped outside again. The wind had picked up and it felt colder than it did earlier. I had to walk down to the neighbor's driveway to get these pictures. The eclipse was over and the full moon was spectacular and almost ready to set. </span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6e3-puR_bdup7TRkXSsmnN-1dRe50ZmCryJt8QvU4S1dEiqt_tU9SIuCu1aqkHexu1XWVQP4Ao03kncOybujacNdi7wqKuD0qCKSbAM9T0TQ8CVZxD8VEgCrdXwaBDLIsuU6rn8euLE/s2048/F6A7A44C-BE98-4560-9811-DFFDEA7C8779.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6e3-puR_bdup7TRkXSsmnN-1dRe50ZmCryJt8QvU4S1dEiqt_tU9SIuCu1aqkHexu1XWVQP4Ao03kncOybujacNdi7wqKuD0qCKSbAM9T0TQ8CVZxD8VEgCrdXwaBDLIsuU6rn8euLE/s320/F6A7A44C-BE98-4560-9811-DFFDEA7C8779.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZKQWxXs6p_cW_t-g3sFfqsYKMf8YKoIVfD90h3gj4RUDt5GAW-zlF922IYQg7nMjMUpm89wqSJPc57xOv4TOkEgY804UR1NlHc3zt3pEithPpOAUpeddIQQJ6f_PuG2N_v21ATAPMklo/s2048/5E4EA8EB-741B-4BC5-8D95-87448CD09474.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZKQWxXs6p_cW_t-g3sFfqsYKMf8YKoIVfD90h3gj4RUDt5GAW-zlF922IYQg7nMjMUpm89wqSJPc57xOv4TOkEgY804UR1NlHc3zt3pEithPpOAUpeddIQQJ6f_PuG2N_v21ATAPMklo/s320/5E4EA8EB-741B-4BC5-8D95-87448CD09474.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Around 7 I saw this beautiful sunrise from my window. I feel blessed to have been able to experience these wonderful moments this morning. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeZsQ7lXw3RxCXHoqlzHZ1LyC27Xhl5daVphkQXUCui0lhKQAtmQ0ENaGgf0uIlFpUieIIXQUCWobmAFBv16sP9Jh_MWBldLuaZDpzpfPemmQoxVVtuGpqSSS-g4EE1eX6NSpjjED17Ik/s2048/834AA748-4E73-4A96-B70C-8276983BF8FE.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeZsQ7lXw3RxCXHoqlzHZ1LyC27Xhl5daVphkQXUCui0lhKQAtmQ0ENaGgf0uIlFpUieIIXQUCWobmAFBv16sP9Jh_MWBldLuaZDpzpfPemmQoxVVtuGpqSSS-g4EE1eX6NSpjjED17Ik/s320/834AA748-4E73-4A96-B70C-8276983BF8FE.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlLqXwwN77TPu7rDWYkNtn40xBVw0mE_iARlfm0yPnxXLJgk3xrlfesJG900Sy3137XTGPSK8sfI65FyygK7Xh2zfyjDRjkKf7GjubPl5qV3zzYhmWYfOoa1phERFO3VJxn1kVe3Xvatc/s2048/72209707-67EC-45BE-83EF-D0379474B022.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlLqXwwN77TPu7rDWYkNtn40xBVw0mE_iARlfm0yPnxXLJgk3xrlfesJG900Sy3137XTGPSK8sfI65FyygK7Xh2zfyjDRjkKf7GjubPl5qV3zzYhmWYfOoa1phERFO3VJxn1kVe3Xvatc/s320/72209707-67EC-45BE-83EF-D0379474B022.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Thank you for reading and replying if you felt led to. </span></div>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-81041855836921377192021-10-30T13:08:00.017-04:002021-10-30T13:16:48.676-04:00Halloween Through The Years<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">October 30, 2021,<br /><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I've always enjoyed Halloween as a child unless I was sick. Although I've made myself sick from eating too much Halloween candy other years. <br /><br />Later as adults, my hubby and I dressed up and had fun. One year Bernie dressed up as a gorilla and couldn't see out of his mask so I drove. I covered myself with green grease paint and went as Mrs. Jolly Green Giant. What a mess! We were headed to a party when we decided to stop by the police station where a good friend was on duty. As I drove he would turn and wave to people in the other cars. I could hear the children screaming and laughing at the Gorilla. We walked into the police station and the lady sitting at the desk said, "Uh Oh!" She called our friend and everyone had a good laugh.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidAH5iTjRivw4gXIdv1YIw0a5ZsIV8unrTqjWlE5yXvr53RXlUie-SeOvj0v3i6uQ8ZpAPWX-LVlSd-1srcmiPux2jsuHS6WO3P94tetJNAEMNLual_CsI7OsIY0QRqLknM3homZ1hyphenhyphenk4/s768/AC6453D3-1226-4EBC-9905-63ABFF745D33.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="604" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidAH5iTjRivw4gXIdv1YIw0a5ZsIV8unrTqjWlE5yXvr53RXlUie-SeOvj0v3i6uQ8ZpAPWX-LVlSd-1srcmiPux2jsuHS6WO3P94tetJNAEMNLual_CsI7OsIY0QRqLknM3homZ1hyphenhyphenk4/s320/AC6453D3-1226-4EBC-9905-63ABFF745D33.jpeg" width="252" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Another time we dressed up as babies and went to a party. Someone was dressed as a Priest and I kept following him around calling, "Daddy, daddy!" I had a pacifier hanging around my neck and offered people sucks. I was surprised how many accepted 😱<br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHSsN3nrdlAo235zBV9cTFfmS8IJwrXJHWTq39W_AdVsFDngbD0gOM6X2y2KdxdJdR8_9jxEFD1ZqT1KFNrKK8cXXvjf_YRtJe72CeO_DKec24oK4sFiXzMaHIdlFj4BUifPVL0EEFaxs/s699/7963B850-0B10-48F3-8A2F-96DFBF177257.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="699" data-original-width="668" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHSsN3nrdlAo235zBV9cTFfmS8IJwrXJHWTq39W_AdVsFDngbD0gOM6X2y2KdxdJdR8_9jxEFD1ZqT1KFNrKK8cXXvjf_YRtJe72CeO_DKec24oK4sFiXzMaHIdlFj4BUifPVL0EEFaxs/s320/7963B850-0B10-48F3-8A2F-96DFBF177257.jpeg" width="306" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">One year we went trick or treating in our neighborhood holding wine glasses instead of candy bags. Not a good idea to walk and drink. I had a baaad hangover and tried to fly home instead of walk. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicq9gmb46QEpquQ5bkH3I3mGaB6mSAHxnbmzBsA6zq8VclgTsrxCkKhrdvevUuwrtpmaB20WApSQpoGVUOKeSYDuEECUy7WRNV7Wbe74m7DrQ3hmkOWarUBUAws_oFvsr3oY_1jwBb5qU/s320/6FC8A607-AB99-488E-95B8-98588A4CACA0.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="226" data-original-width="320" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicq9gmb46QEpquQ5bkH3I3mGaB6mSAHxnbmzBsA6zq8VclgTsrxCkKhrdvevUuwrtpmaB20WApSQpoGVUOKeSYDuEECUy7WRNV7Wbe74m7DrQ3hmkOWarUBUAws_oFvsr3oY_1jwBb5qU/s0/6FC8A607-AB99-488E-95B8-98588A4CACA0.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I don't remember what I was supposed to be this year but the costume was fun. </span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9fFti0-rCQv-rRPd07Yccoc0tKSgu6T49jfMA-QcXZxSo-VNTMDkWycgzIzO_CeqmhWT8wfTQ55SazfUu-DBPadfKDeu98tDJAci0IHao8mleZQoSiI8Y52KFyB1GQ4R4jUJIH0zJNTA/s768/C6F4A7F2-B076-4331-81E2-C067C3703377.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9fFti0-rCQv-rRPd07Yccoc0tKSgu6T49jfMA-QcXZxSo-VNTMDkWycgzIzO_CeqmhWT8wfTQ55SazfUu-DBPadfKDeu98tDJAci0IHao8mleZQoSiI8Y52KFyB1GQ4R4jUJIH0zJNTA/s320/C6F4A7F2-B076-4331-81E2-C067C3703377.jpeg" width="223" /></a></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Bernie dressed as a Mummy here and was a big hit. </span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrgW0YoCRJrAGRqH6GqYcFma9M_3vGliyzDsxGknGFrzcmWha7wfI7Een1XkkqLpKheg-o8aTjHxJRs8TuDjaGbfAPiMUW_6DyteYK5bzRgLuA3omdQyJJDYTqirshHU28TFPWwgVO6EM/s1166/C66F0149-C513-40AC-87EE-2E7EACD8FB72.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1166" data-original-width="784" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrgW0YoCRJrAGRqH6GqYcFma9M_3vGliyzDsxGknGFrzcmWha7wfI7Een1XkkqLpKheg-o8aTjHxJRs8TuDjaGbfAPiMUW_6DyteYK5bzRgLuA3omdQyJJDYTqirshHU28TFPWwgVO6EM/s320/C66F0149-C513-40AC-87EE-2E7EACD8FB72.jpeg" width="215" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Have any of you had some memorable Halloween's? If so I'd love to know what they were.<br /><br />Thank you for reading and replying if it felt right for you to. </span><br /> <p></p>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-45910179118751310502021-10-20T16:27:00.008-04:002021-10-20T16:31:39.248-04:00Food Receipts From 1902<p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">October 20, 2021</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I'm going through books and papers to see what I can recycle. I don't </span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">want anyone else to have to do this when I am gone. Not that I'm planning on leaving any time soon but one never knows.</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> </span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br />I found a small pile of grocery receipts from my Grandmother dated 1902. What an interesting find!</span><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlFHoZxR_EqJeAl13qyQnhA8WIVnli1VzZUHPCZi21kj3__gnWB_v5LVxfDcRNCDHajDmD-rbktarBwS_T09nJ-ze2g4xxoUObUu1f6s8NfFUay7AkE5RigBh3cv9iT0LWXk2stJ2bZKk/s2048/D821F256-A22C-45A6-840B-CE51780F320C.jpeg" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlFHoZxR_EqJeAl13qyQnhA8WIVnli1VzZUHPCZi21kj3__gnWB_v5LVxfDcRNCDHajDmD-rbktarBwS_T09nJ-ze2g4xxoUObUu1f6s8NfFUay7AkE5RigBh3cv9iT0LWXk2stJ2bZKk/s320/D821F256-A22C-45A6-840B-CE51780F320C.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b>October 15, 1902</b> <br /><br />1 dozen eggs 28 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">2 long bread 10 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1 lb. of butter 33 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1 ounce cinnamon 03 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1 ounce bay leaf 5 cents<br /><br /><b>July 17, 1902</b><br /><br />1 lb. of butter 32 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1 and 5/8 lb. of butter 37 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">5 lb. of ham @30 $1.00</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1 broom 30 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">10 lbs. of sugar 55 cents<br />1 loaf of bread 5 cents<br /><br /><b>October 2, 1902</b><br /><br />1 chocolate cake 19 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1 dozen eggs 30 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1 lb. of roll butter 29 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">5 lbs. of sugar 25 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">1 quart of molasses in jar 12 cents<br />2 boxes of sardines 20 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">5 lbs. of lard 42 cents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">That's all for now but I have an account book that my grandmother kept for my mother. I think she kept one for all the children. Mother was born in 1917 and the entries go on until I was born. That will be another blog if I find it interesting enough to share.<br /><br />Thank you for reading and replying if that feels right to you.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p></div>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-82376409513844918182021-10-15T17:03:00.004-04:002021-10-15T17:03:41.191-04:00Falling Leaves and Releasing Thoughts<div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">October 15, 2021<br /><br />Whenever I see fall leaves swirling and dancing from the tree branches, I wish I could release my negative or scary thoughts as easily. Why is it so hard to let go? Why do we hold on so tightly? I don't know the answers but I invite you to enjoy this beautiful video. I watched as tears filled my eyes and called on my angels to gently help me release easily like the leaves.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZECHPQxSEJRwf5v4T27qXPMC8OXJDPN4ihRwlZXbJ1hbbRXOhHNrvcTe9913rsia8IprLZ09ultPEOI0FmGjqUutOtKMtGDfcKvopGDixUWOKAS_gPOfD3JjPZO_idCQu-f0LE1yvel4/s930/letting+go.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="930" data-original-width="710" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZECHPQxSEJRwf5v4T27qXPMC8OXJDPN4ihRwlZXbJ1hbbRXOhHNrvcTe9913rsia8IprLZ09ultPEOI0FmGjqUutOtKMtGDfcKvopGDixUWOKAS_gPOfD3JjPZO_idCQu-f0LE1yvel4/s320/letting+go.jpg" width="244" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjTVsswo055dPONoppKrLDsUxpN5eEHWHqHlDEjr2UIKkWmNHpJy04-82anivRa8y6mQ62hDoyo8xXQPTWengZpx5zNSntC4O7CQWlfd4Qi5Cc2n5kMbXo-iRT-2zyNCI8DW_PIRQqn7c/s370/angel17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="370" data-original-width="250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjTVsswo055dPONoppKrLDsUxpN5eEHWHqHlDEjr2UIKkWmNHpJy04-82anivRa8y6mQ62hDoyo8xXQPTWengZpx5zNSntC4O7CQWlfd4Qi5Cc2n5kMbXo-iRT-2zyNCI8DW_PIRQqn7c/s320/angel17.jpg" width="216" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9HxIxEETKMGFVrpfqHjdDnMkhe1mDOza04D3w8K0Cxrd6ic4fKRADTeeiaL25boLb0y5YygDP4d0zl4LKLlSvj7SAhQKWIfTHOUZG6gRTcEG1_zlEyTaeWFVOrdcZjys88QyyurqXCCM/s404/angels+angels+angels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="404" data-original-width="378" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9HxIxEETKMGFVrpfqHjdDnMkhe1mDOza04D3w8K0Cxrd6ic4fKRADTeeiaL25boLb0y5YygDP4d0zl4LKLlSvj7SAhQKWIfTHOUZG6gRTcEG1_zlEyTaeWFVOrdcZjys88QyyurqXCCM/s320/angels+angels+angels.jpg" width="299" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><br />What helps you release and let go? Is it easy or difficult? <br /><br />Thank you for reading and maybe replying. </span></div><div><br /></div><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ka_Q14BPdGs" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>
<div><br /></div>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-89608308931621157572021-10-10T16:38:00.002-04:002021-10-10T17:07:45.403-04:00My Inner Idiot Came Out to Play<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">October 10, 2021<br /><br />I saw this meme and laughed. Who of us doesn't have an inner idiot who pops out at times? I know I do and when she appears who knows what will happen. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieG3hqhqu6FMIOyEIIFs8eQVqsct_DnMm7LaXs5syiaSDWz53AJoum86O6junXj35PDB3fdn_j4v5STksuO7fy1zbxQz4FePZUyiLFLDOagG3QIm-U8l-TeVxCibmgCCaRI4pG7lzxjfc/s817/3ED226A6-9C36-48C1-8783-843620FBE7D7.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="817" data-original-width="613" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieG3hqhqu6FMIOyEIIFs8eQVqsct_DnMm7LaXs5syiaSDWz53AJoum86O6junXj35PDB3fdn_j4v5STksuO7fy1zbxQz4FePZUyiLFLDOagG3QIm-U8l-TeVxCibmgCCaRI4pG7lzxjfc/s320/3ED226A6-9C36-48C1-8783-843620FBE7D7.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I was a young mother getting ready to take my son to a doctor's appointment when my toilet started overflowing. Dressed and ready to leave, I knew I couldn't leave without stopping the water. What to do? What to do? No one ever taught me about toilets and I thought if I put the lid down and bumped up and down on it with my butt it would form some kind of seal to stop the water. It didn't work and my shoes were getting wet. What to do? I picked up the phone and called my step father at work. When he heard what I'd done he was laughing so hard he had trouble explaining about the turnoff knob on the wall behind the toilet. He never let me live that one down. I think it's funny now of course but drat, how would I have known? 😱<br /><br />Another time I wanted to make bread. The directions said to put the dough in a warm place and let it rise. Warm place? Where was that? Not in the oven, that's for baking the bread. I got a brainstorm to put it in my son's plastic dump truck and roll it over in front of the space heater. Yes my inner idiot was really out that day because the plastic dump truck melted. 😂😂<br /><br />My inner idiot sewed my son's pant legs together when I tried to mend them. <br /><br />My inner real mean idiot appeared when I was just a little child. My father was in the bathtub and I threw our cat in with him. I have no idea what made me do this but I blame it on my inner idiot. Of course everyone was mad at me and dad was covered with scratches. 😢😢<br /><br />If any of you reading this are brave enough to share your inner idiot experience I'd love to read it. <br /><br />Thanks for reading mine and maybe replying too.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><br /> <p></p>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-38016901916013180672021-10-09T12:19:00.001-04:002021-10-09T12:19:53.727-04:00Rain Rain Go Away - and it Did !<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">October 9, 2021<br /><br />We had a few days of gloomy, rainy days here in the Asheville, NC area. This is a picture of the rain on our skylight with fall leaves clinging to the wet. I took a video of it actually raining but blogger won't process it for some reason. I'd have to post it on You Tube first I guess. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9IgJIrq_6rDqC1YsQP3uAc4TCmijWGb6BgXfWF2KxqWZY8OnydryyPEz7Re4unoiufHtAL6QVvMFINlIgDFCKohJjZ1D1tKcu4UMPg_UxpAu-h9E4jHCzWxgFSZcgMfCQlc7ETWbYLqc/s2048/80013AC3-201C-4969-9F91-5D9AD7A31A9C.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9IgJIrq_6rDqC1YsQP3uAc4TCmijWGb6BgXfWF2KxqWZY8OnydryyPEz7Re4unoiufHtAL6QVvMFINlIgDFCKohJjZ1D1tKcu4UMPg_UxpAu-h9E4jHCzWxgFSZcgMfCQlc7ETWbYLqc/s320/80013AC3-201C-4969-9F91-5D9AD7A31A9C.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9nt7qkcMkQYTlbS6n_a5CqUaGCICCdSQdt9A59Xfp_Zpr1LYZI2vaMcXwiwgWnI-SITYeuASPgsdu6KDzojYztR4aKYohnKyE-pIdj7KNq3Mg7J9_ACPTbpAa2JdQvfTo_qe9Xe1D2M/s2048/F69E83E0-0D7F-4061-844F-701BCD64BCA8.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX9nt7qkcMkQYTlbS6n_a5CqUaGCICCdSQdt9A59Xfp_Zpr1LYZI2vaMcXwiwgWnI-SITYeuASPgsdu6KDzojYztR4aKYohnKyE-pIdj7KNq3Mg7J9_ACPTbpAa2JdQvfTo_qe9Xe1D2M/s320/F69E83E0-0D7F-4061-844F-701BCD64BCA8.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Finally the sun came out this morning and what a relief. I was starting to get depressed. Not only because of the rain but that our internet prices are going up $30 for no additional speed. This sucks.<br /><br />Sunshine helps uplift my mood though.<br /></span><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihuQutT8o__Mw0a33SWya1hyjwJR7y-zaEQ4IvmuCjgjWdPtXqN89yNLdBJj9QqXWbAhn2S5hFPQgl0G22qeVgfRK8zX79wMVjoqcpO6sWGCqVCiBOJPUDk-HftQykXuPo9EvVk6PlMwI/s2048/2D2FD5F5-5F8C-4CFF-8924-43092D992427.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihuQutT8o__Mw0a33SWya1hyjwJR7y-zaEQ4IvmuCjgjWdPtXqN89yNLdBJj9QqXWbAhn2S5hFPQgl0G22qeVgfRK8zX79wMVjoqcpO6sWGCqVCiBOJPUDk-HftQykXuPo9EvVk6PlMwI/s320/2D2FD5F5-5F8C-4CFF-8924-43092D992427.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaS8Y3lASXnTU8Vvur5AP9PJDUJPCqZPzDjJfH86b857syCtyt3GA22t6eCM-9eSRVDsrGLvWHepb9fz-d6pEUpBzkgLJpDXMvWwAXyqkeNGg1oRHU_gX1T5WyqVwkCOIhJ1ZTjnaf4xc/s2048/7C14F77C-113A-406D-9094-87E494D72C63.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaS8Y3lASXnTU8Vvur5AP9PJDUJPCqZPzDjJfH86b857syCtyt3GA22t6eCM-9eSRVDsrGLvWHepb9fz-d6pEUpBzkgLJpDXMvWwAXyqkeNGg1oRHU_gX1T5WyqVwkCOIhJ1ZTjnaf4xc/s320/7C14F77C-113A-406D-9094-87E494D72C63.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGwr6SBXiPZhp8nVp1nlh1UgTl9ZK9eP0XxEujaOc9DPd4gk9iRHKLuQjC_GmjEQCLKcJfgZEHOsLWYPjy5HCNT3CPRGw8mBr0KaJD-DtEoNbzi4_2KHmY0F7Bmb4yJJyj4aKpJzVNqp8/s2048/027EC4F9-4D16-42D8-9540-3DEF1372DDC3.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGwr6SBXiPZhp8nVp1nlh1UgTl9ZK9eP0XxEujaOc9DPd4gk9iRHKLuQjC_GmjEQCLKcJfgZEHOsLWYPjy5HCNT3CPRGw8mBr0KaJD-DtEoNbzi4_2KHmY0F7Bmb4yJJyj4aKpJzVNqp8/s320/027EC4F9-4D16-42D8-9540-3DEF1372DDC3.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">How is your day going?<br />Thank you for reading and maybe replying.😃</span></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><br /> <p></p></div></div>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-28566831067690618962021-10-06T09:41:00.000-04:002021-10-06T09:41:39.146-04:00Lazy Hungry Monday<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">October 6, 2021</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I started this post on Monday right before Facebook crashed. Since I couldn't post it there I just left the blog and did some other stuff. In fact Monday was one of those lazy days that can be so relaxing if I let it. I was going to do laundry and vacuum but I ended up not doing either and that was ok. <br /><br />Both of us wanted something different to eat. Do you ever get that way? I'm very grateful for the food I have but sometimes I just want a change. So we discussed ordering a pizza out or make it ourselves. I had a pizza dough in the refrigerator so decided to make the pizza myself.<br /><br />I sliced up a lot of mushrooms, onions and garlic while rolling out the dough. Then I remembered I had an eggplant in the refrigerator so I sliced that up in cubes and sautéed it with the rest of the cut up vegetables. Last time I made this I used a half a jar of pizza sauce and refrigerated the rest. It had to be used in 14 days and today was day 13. I spread it on the pizza dough and covered it with the sautéed mushrooms, onions, garlic and eggplant. Bernie covered it all with mozzarella cheese and popped it in the oven. Here is the result. We are going to eat the rest of it today topped with some ground beef I cooked last night. Yum. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKkogkJGNARdIMB5XV1qLl1NMnpg_ydD00wrPxqSZhyphenhyphenzPoSmztfXUlcRIBEiDE2zS-DvVL93qcNqv2jbHbq0iz3Am8dQ7Dyiq8lwjwefsTh7AD3m6nH_P1S167Rd4W_12ZMf3_hmE5pHA/s2048/5AB514F2-58D0-49C7-92D5-133F53239E95.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKkogkJGNARdIMB5XV1qLl1NMnpg_ydD00wrPxqSZhyphenhyphenzPoSmztfXUlcRIBEiDE2zS-DvVL93qcNqv2jbHbq0iz3Am8dQ7Dyiq8lwjwefsTh7AD3m6nH_P1S167Rd4W_12ZMf3_hmE5pHA/s320/5AB514F2-58D0-49C7-92D5-133F53239E95.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Yesterday I felt more energetic so I vacuumed and did the laundry that I put off on Monday. It was easy - certainly easier than if I'd pushed myself on Monday. I've pushed myself many times over the years and enough is enough. Sure there are things that I need to do but laundry and vacuuming can usually wait. I remember way back when, standing at the ironing board and getting the worst backaches. I stopped that and told my family to buy wash and wear or learn to iron. It worked! <br /><br />Today is Wednesday and we talked about going to the grocery store. Will we or won't we? I can put it off a while or maybe it would be good just to get out. I do want to get a rotisserie chicken though. There's so much I can do with it. I'm grateful that I have choices. I'm also grateful for being able to be laid back about certain things. <br /><br />Speaking of getting out, we got our Pfizer booster vaccine on Friday so we feel more protected. I have two gift cards to use at Barnes and Noble and I'm looking forward to going into the store and browsing. It's been a while since I've shopped in a store. We'll still wear our masks though. I'm not real laid back about protecting ourselves from the Corona Virus, thank you just the same. <br /><br />My 30 day blog-a-thon is over now but it reminded me of how I like to blog so here I am blogging again. <br /><br />What's going on in your life if you want to reply and share? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Thank you for reading and maybe replying.<br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-75916073721282556492021-10-02T11:57:00.003-04:002021-10-02T11:57:55.128-04:00Stella the Dog who loves to jump in piles of leaves and kill snowmen<p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> October 2, 2021<br /><br />Did you like to jump in piles of fall leaves when you were a kid? I sure did. I also loved to kick leaves as I walked and watch them swirl. They made a neat sound too. <br /><br />Stella, the dog loves to jump in piles of leaves too. Here is an interview with Stella and her owner I enjoyed watching and wanted to share. I hope you enjoy the video as much as I do.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Thank you for reading and replying.<br /></span><br /><br /></p>
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Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-79507847115695780482021-10-01T08:49:00.000-04:002021-10-01T08:49:11.750-04:00Sunrise & Fall<p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> October 1, 2021<br /><br />Happy October! October is a nice month before the real cold arrives. <br /><br />Here are some fall and sunrise pictures I took out my window this morning. There was a lot of fog before the red sun broke through, then the clouds appeared. I was lucky to have been able to see these. <br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAPLgC5AQ9hlJDNX0I3s44z7JjpjpQPFivAkvQzEjZwiAImjH8WO75p2jzE1IdkbjBdE2Y5iLdNadN1934zK2gtoGLYDxFLUwiIPWg6jZsUqfg49dwlhjVi2f5buVFwsdUjTGWpYg6D1M/s2048/C19F185E-44AD-4617-951F-BE3DDB231C42.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAPLgC5AQ9hlJDNX0I3s44z7JjpjpQPFivAkvQzEjZwiAImjH8WO75p2jzE1IdkbjBdE2Y5iLdNadN1934zK2gtoGLYDxFLUwiIPWg6jZsUqfg49dwlhjVi2f5buVFwsdUjTGWpYg6D1M/s320/C19F185E-44AD-4617-951F-BE3DDB231C42.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVoIHPsA1ndcvgsn9a7PNxHGBXHqCQku6IwTkdt2jTZ1llEzsmlkNGE7bjimEsoJlQ8k4B4z3LlFBwckR5qVXBF6jKw-m_oL4jvgIAx1yye1fkeaKy6QMUR21i2vlvzr6euLX8LMcUrD8/s2048/BE17A588-F2EE-44AF-AB2F-40F2F881C03B.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVoIHPsA1ndcvgsn9a7PNxHGBXHqCQku6IwTkdt2jTZ1llEzsmlkNGE7bjimEsoJlQ8k4B4z3LlFBwckR5qVXBF6jKw-m_oL4jvgIAx1yye1fkeaKy6QMUR21i2vlvzr6euLX8LMcUrD8/s320/BE17A588-F2EE-44AF-AB2F-40F2F881C03B.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH9Wb4CK857HvwSgwKtjcnEN7YhdU0NdL8ejKso8yXVFULLwJOv4RYK_2ELIzx21nEvufdko3yxn2nQ6g46L2eUzzuHVr6GDqcAViHjukgt_E9FGYvMwb8g9K5xMcpUSBUWg51GfAhpV4/s2048/A6CE5791-5789-4A1B-AE5C-7824F0473A2D.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH9Wb4CK857HvwSgwKtjcnEN7YhdU0NdL8ejKso8yXVFULLwJOv4RYK_2ELIzx21nEvufdko3yxn2nQ6g46L2eUzzuHVr6GDqcAViHjukgt_E9FGYvMwb8g9K5xMcpUSBUWg51GfAhpV4/s320/A6CE5791-5789-4A1B-AE5C-7824F0473A2D.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgc_Nw1VX4NSQi5P2hb4FSQQNqvA988tJE0bLDtEWfBkncvPZ9BAjm7O5FcpcsATGZ6bS7stgp24-yFO4aUSPT7HWlgNwfStBBPcYb3a3jVVhAYNcaTe6Goh38mFA39LvUiwLwL6bw7HM/s2048/4700AED7-6483-485E-8B85-98515A33AB21.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgc_Nw1VX4NSQi5P2hb4FSQQNqvA988tJE0bLDtEWfBkncvPZ9BAjm7O5FcpcsATGZ6bS7stgp24-yFO4aUSPT7HWlgNwfStBBPcYb3a3jVVhAYNcaTe6Goh38mFA39LvUiwLwL6bw7HM/s320/4700AED7-6483-485E-8B85-98515A33AB21.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-39930128808017654622021-09-30T17:28:00.000-04:002021-09-30T17:28:00.085-04:00Blogging For 30 Days Has Been FUN<p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> September 30, 2021<br /><br />I almost blogged for 30 days but I skipped Sunday and it's ok. September flew by! Tomorrow will be October 1. The leaves are changing a little and the weather is a bit cooler. <br /><br />Thank you Effy for hosting this blog-a-thon. It was fun and I hope I continue blogging. Time will tell. I've so enjoyed reading the blogs others in the group wrote. Everyone was so creative in their own way. I looked forward to not only write but to read the other blogs. The rule was if we posted a blog we were to read and comment on three other blogs. I never could just read 3, everyone's blog was interesting.<br /><br />I hope we all continue blogging without obligation but if it speaks to us. However, I couldn't resist this song/video.<br /><br /></span></p>
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<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><br /><div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">If you can, open the video to full screen and imagine walking onto the beach. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Imagine the ocean washing away any worries, unforgiveness, sadness, stress or whatever is bothering you. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">As you stand in the sun light feel the healing rays coursing through your body uplifting you, inspiring you, loving you. You are blessed! The universe loves you and this is a gift from the Universe just for you 💖💓</span><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s2048/Effy+blogging.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1528" data-original-width="2048" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s320/Effy+blogging.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Feffywild.com%2F%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR1ePl8H4oHk_R8naEDmTzJOCavrqq03b7Phmg3q2nu2JRKh_PojdloxMvk&h=AT1hHbNISjUkTHGwtK1mQDkf96ZVtbAXeO_0I6pwuB9SVHGohFYF1jaau1e82BUHcGpcZeNpELCNGileDQaQNxNE5v--7NHKFqKcgVCrJvhjLbQsMD37DCNhOy_2TX7TrA&__tn__=R%5d-R&c%5b0%5d=AT0xwdtg75V7JtNkfclQyrutbClY4Mn_6-FO2Xeqs9jwDoXPQldsXa2mhLPstJHhuPWQ91E8YBOyarrebhaU-2xEtrWihLSynnPyeuOdhJ6ANcNXL7ODc_l9GMQdySisM3PkIeNPgOHao-8UcuQVEgDeQgzUuSfWWpk" target="_blank"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic",sans-serif" style="background: rgb(240, 242, 245); border: 1pt none windowtext; color: blue; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">http://effywild.com</span></a><br /><br />Thank you for reading.<span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-69916403129149362442021-09-28T18:01:00.000-04:002021-09-28T18:01:00.743-04:00Free Books and other Free stuff<p> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">September 28, 2021<br /><br />My county library subscribes to Hoopladigital.com an app where members can borrow and download e-books. We can borrow 3 books a month. So today I scrolled through a bunch of available books to see what I wanted to borrow before the end of the month. Since Covid hit I haven't been to the library and I miss it. But being able to download and borrow e-books is fun. Oh yes, we can borrow movies and also audio books.<br /><br />Our library subscribes to Libby too - another app. I can borrow lots of books there if they are available. If not I can put a hold on them. They also have a lot of magazines. There are so many I can borrow that I am thinking of unsubscribing to a magazine app I have.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">One of the books I borrowed from Hoopla is Come and Get it written by Ree Drummond, the Pioneer Woman.</span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg65CrpzImaWR6y8OIN9AfmHO9NZ_fKcLkfN3hyphenhyphenb5bf766uxNDkFsHkOZMTXuqnra1M969_hhmgahGh-W4QWo-OpQjc3nPF_ZcIxSfU7csSIl1a7yG-BBid93xHpx4MaEcQiWhH4oSTwOg/s400/come+and+get+it.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="319" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg65CrpzImaWR6y8OIN9AfmHO9NZ_fKcLkfN3hyphenhyphenb5bf766uxNDkFsHkOZMTXuqnra1M969_hhmgahGh-W4QWo-OpQjc3nPF_ZcIxSfU7csSIl1a7yG-BBid93xHpx4MaEcQiWhH4oSTwOg/s320/come+and+get+it.jpg" width="255" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><br /><br /><br />I love watching her TV shows. I was just browsing through the book and found a sheet pan recipe I want to try. It's called 12 chicken legs and 40 Garlic cloves. Now I like roasted garlic a lot but not sure I'd roast that many. She turns on the oven to 400, lays the chicken legs and garlic cloves on the sheet pan, salt and peppers them and drizzles them with olive oil. She roasts them until they are done, about 40 to 45 minutes. They are served with French bread to spread the garlic cloves on. Doesn't that sound delicious?<br /><br />Ree uses frozen bread dough to make pizza with. I want to try that too.<br /><br />The other free stuff I got was from our health insurance. We each get $40 to spend every 3 months for stuff like eye drops, tooth paste, and a lot of other health products. The new quarter starts on October 1 so I needed to catch up here too. <br /><br />Then I created a food shopping list to be delivered on Thursday. That isn't free but it's cheaper than walking around the store making impulse buys. <br /><br />Ree said in her book that the only communication the cowboys had on the ranch was by Citizens Band Radio until everyone got cell phones. I remember CB Radio. My "handle" (name) was The Confessor because I used to write confession stories.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_l4X08aXNaz9nXzxqs6DQ3uJrisNqp9O7WG08F_uIp3eoWRfk8mDYUz2QVh_q2r4xoE4WtrKYoKfWPrEYS-8aI6NU-yr0YpcEAuxwWw5yqioC5t5pAVnFXGHqJg2rL_q2yvNAUh1qUy4/s279/citizens+band+radio.jpe" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="181" data-original-width="279" height="181" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_l4X08aXNaz9nXzxqs6DQ3uJrisNqp9O7WG08F_uIp3eoWRfk8mDYUz2QVh_q2r4xoE4WtrKYoKfWPrEYS-8aI6NU-yr0YpcEAuxwWw5yqioC5t5pAVnFXGHqJg2rL_q2yvNAUh1qUy4/s0/citizens+band+radio.jpe" width="279" /></a>CB radio</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Confession magazines my stories were published in<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju2uDl9bwb5ksW2R76UtzNPfx2TIRdjtCXfsj55kmgjvNbrocomAGdHvgzhyphenhyphenMDGsBDJ7ugl3woyMGkWVVVlWlEhIaX-uaxl76drDhRrGDDGZLl6kj8xkZifHJZjMJimGjGeM35DIMA6Jo/s2048/confession+stories+I+wrote.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju2uDl9bwb5ksW2R76UtzNPfx2TIRdjtCXfsj55kmgjvNbrocomAGdHvgzhyphenhyphenMDGsBDJ7ugl3woyMGkWVVVlWlEhIaX-uaxl76drDhRrGDDGZLl6kj8xkZifHJZjMJimGjGeM35DIMA6Jo/s320/confession+stories+I+wrote.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> Confession magazines aren't being published anymore though. I wish they'd bring them back. I am so happy with the internet, borrowing and reading e-books, watch movies and tv and get lost in You Tube Videos. Oh yes, going to online classes on Zoom. This is all fun. </span><p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s2048/Effy+blogging.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1528" data-original-width="2048" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s320/Effy+blogging.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Feffywild.com%2F%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR1ePl8H4oHk_R8naEDmTzJOCavrqq03b7Phmg3q2nu2JRKh_PojdloxMvk&h=AT1hHbNISjUkTHGwtK1mQDkf96ZVtbAXeO_0I6pwuB9SVHGohFYF1jaau1e82BUHcGpcZeNpELCNGileDQaQNxNE5v--7NHKFqKcgVCrJvhjLbQsMD37DCNhOy_2TX7TrA&__tn__=R%5d-R&c%5b0%5d=AT0xwdtg75V7JtNkfclQyrutbClY4Mn_6-FO2Xeqs9jwDoXPQldsXa2mhLPstJHhuPWQ91E8YBOyarrebhaU-2xEtrWihLSynnPyeuOdhJ6ANcNXL7ODc_l9GMQdySisM3PkIeNPgOHao-8UcuQVEgDeQgzUuSfWWpk" target="_blank"><span style="background: #F0F2F5; border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: blue; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic",sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">http://effywild.com</span></a><br /><br />Thank you for reading.<span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-91304817030804733592021-09-27T11:26:00.000-04:002021-09-27T11:26:00.799-04:00A Woman Built her own Tiny House<p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> September 27, 2021<br /><br />I didn't write my blog yesterday so I'll catch up at the end and that's ok. I started to force myself to blog yesterday and started to feel guilty. Then I laughed and told myself it's all good. And it is! <br /><br />I'm fascinated by Tiny Houses and watch them on TV and on You Tube. The one I'm posting about today would not be my style but the fact that this woman built it herself with help, of course, is intriguing. She knew she had no retirement saved and she needed a place to live economically when she retired. Her journey is fascinating to me. <br /><br />I think I could live in a Tiny House if I was alone. But renting the lot to put it on might deter the savings. The other deterrent would be bad storms. A house on a trailer with wheels is not going to be safe in a bad wind storm or a tornado. But what is safe in tornados? I think that would be my biggest worry, especially with the weather changes we're all experiencing now.<br /><br />If this video speaks to you I hope you enjoy it. If not, that's good too.</span><br /><br /><br /></p>
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One week until the last day of September. The days are flying. My life is flying by in some what of a blur. I'm slowly learning to be in the moment </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiqX3XJbBaFq4-zhAzcY46XxXlmgqs82dugihEHvN6WnsDgOF7d20-I_6lkpwsI3Q53bhbv8q4Ik9C8SetqXQUxUGsbq9eAbqldtESLYQk3E1dgdWpsBLv2-U6BwYdqqTlZ-OSwTbvI4M/s320/NOW+clock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="244" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiqX3XJbBaFq4-zhAzcY46XxXlmgqs82dugihEHvN6WnsDgOF7d20-I_6lkpwsI3Q53bhbv8q4Ik9C8SetqXQUxUGsbq9eAbqldtESLYQk3E1dgdWpsBLv2-U6BwYdqqTlZ-OSwTbvI4M/s0/NOW+clock.jpg" width="244" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> but that doesn't mean that I don't think about the future. Sometimes I wonder how I'm going to die. I'm not obsessed about it but at 85 - well I don't think that's abnormal or strange. My father died at 32 and my mother passed at 72 so I've outlived them both. I hope my death is quick and peaceful. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br />I've seen so many changes! When I was a child we had no tv. Instead we listened to programs on the radio and our imaginations created the character's looks. </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrdv1EdRH_H3lOdbullOhsv3V94ciljm8B_QJKuyqNMTFhW62GbxPi-PO10o2zTHL8dWYnD1mkzFm05m870Exx5hkSDeulGu_7WYzlzhEdjBTZRT8gqgQwBRmiOHOTQnbJq7_g9k3nN8/s298/standup-radio.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="298" data-original-width="185" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrdv1EdRH_H3lOdbullOhsv3V94ciljm8B_QJKuyqNMTFhW62GbxPi-PO10o2zTHL8dWYnD1mkzFm05m870Exx5hkSDeulGu_7WYzlzhEdjBTZRT8gqgQwBRmiOHOTQnbJq7_g9k3nN8/s0/standup-radio.gif" width="185" /></a></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Women dressed up to go shopping. The 1960s changed that. Now we can wear whatever we please like Jeans. </span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSWSYlP8eSo_9OGhFYtnu2ROfxKUaM21nvR6x6YrptgmW-SAvJCICk7I_4ZCZ2lUauegYmQbWW3vakjpiaIBaX4y-zyx1v-OsBrk6yfCOU5xjUTGLVMtfjCg5d_EJn9oCID-ZZfgkZUI/s564/levels+of+age.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSWSYlP8eSo_9OGhFYtnu2ROfxKUaM21nvR6x6YrptgmW-SAvJCICk7I_4ZCZ2lUauegYmQbWW3vakjpiaIBaX4y-zyx1v-OsBrk6yfCOU5xjUTGLVMtfjCg5d_EJn9oCID-ZZfgkZUI/s320/levels+of+age.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p><br /></p><p><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">We had party lines on our phones. We'd pick up the receiver to make a call and we'd hear conversations going on so we had to wait our turn. Or if there was no one talking we'd hear the operator say, "Number Please." </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtGh7wnIqzWC1Es_o1mVj8vzkAfcBX0Vfw1vw1_AhVZARqEkk2rNxmHQ7kiCaeApIc2YQRuz9d2oLee6gLHuoEQVbn0FQlOR8GaUxzlGWWCOJU9h2VUagpL7WTIgJFc4Bx8yvWPAUN4Q/s944/P+Phone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="676" data-original-width="944" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtGh7wnIqzWC1Es_o1mVj8vzkAfcBX0Vfw1vw1_AhVZARqEkk2rNxmHQ7kiCaeApIc2YQRuz9d2oLee6gLHuoEQVbn0FQlOR8GaUxzlGWWCOJU9h2VUagpL7WTIgJFc4Bx8yvWPAUN4Q/s320/P+Phone.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><br />I remember working a switchboard in a newspaper office in Palm Beach in the 50s. I liked the job plugging in the phone plugs to connect the parties. Once I accidently disconnected an important call. They were upset but forgave me.</span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0oEPgDPQ9wpo-1dKmPaLhIqOS_zi-IP3XdqPfLxaQLcJ2tZyIbL59wq_euiHH7-KAMYRNjvRQ7aSjqhS9KjeANA_HeoxBSkYxzUHS9IaK7IiToPT2dW75KMNB7aKRDYda9FZzKztpoMA/s1600/switchboards+number+please.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><br /><img border="0" data-original-height="1295" data-original-width="1600" height="259" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0oEPgDPQ9wpo-1dKmPaLhIqOS_zi-IP3XdqPfLxaQLcJ2tZyIbL59wq_euiHH7-KAMYRNjvRQ7aSjqhS9KjeANA_HeoxBSkYxzUHS9IaK7IiToPT2dW75KMNB7aKRDYda9FZzKztpoMA/s320/switchboards+number+please.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><br />People talk about the "Good Old Days" but personally I don't think of them that way. I mostly like today better because of cell phones, computers, and the myriad ways of communicating. Do you remember being stuck beside the telephone waiting for an important call? Now we can get our important messages in many other ways.</span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSajHMGsdQfpMyH5m12ciWb0zi-Gu7DjhFuovtQBync6dEKUnVPG0XT22BlaR01ExyW4jb8urmzhD8O2YgzjxpOzSTjVL83XZtJUeomNabDiXvr16QTH8yEzmzodVbUJ4_sehwf8fnzQY/s225/iphone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="225" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSajHMGsdQfpMyH5m12ciWb0zi-Gu7DjhFuovtQBync6dEKUnVPG0XT22BlaR01ExyW4jb8urmzhD8O2YgzjxpOzSTjVL83XZtJUeomNabDiXvr16QTH8yEzmzodVbUJ4_sehwf8fnzQY/s0/iphone.jpg" width="225" /></a></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> I like to read real books but reading the print on many of the pages has become a struggle. I'm so thankful for being able to read books and magazines online. I can enlarge the print and read comfortably. I subscribe to several magazine apps and I download e books from our county library. I'll never run out of things to read and it all fuels my innate curiosity. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br />Yes back in the day we could play outside all summer without worrying about what the kids have to worry about now. But really for me it wasn't that peaceful. I hated school, had many surgeries, was sick a lot. So yes I do like today better. I wish there wasn't the violence but there have always been wars. <br /><br />Getting old is an adventure for sure. And, as they say it isn't for sissies. I am thankful for my curiosity, my health and my active mind. I'm actually looking forward to the next adventure when my time on this planet is over. So when you hear of my passing don't mourn, just wish me a good trip ask I fly with my angels to see what's ahead. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HwlssJ3pIE_WT7GO4ZSyDbvfzMrY1eBkGptpZmy0p_h66x2cZRO0D7n-zs59LxVzT44Gh3IG7jMANtwOIJwaR473l_xMX96idXcDk4mCBgJO68VCM2KCr7Hl3f3UUMEG2NOWJSonaSM/s555/Waiting+for+Friday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="555" data-original-width="370" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-HwlssJ3pIE_WT7GO4ZSyDbvfzMrY1eBkGptpZmy0p_h66x2cZRO0D7n-zs59LxVzT44Gh3IG7jMANtwOIJwaR473l_xMX96idXcDk4mCBgJO68VCM2KCr7Hl3f3UUMEG2NOWJSonaSM/s320/Waiting+for+Friday.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s2048/Effy+blogging.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1528" data-original-width="2048" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s320/Effy+blogging.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Feffywild.com%2F%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR1ePl8H4oHk_R8naEDmTzJOCavrqq03b7Phmg3q2nu2JRKh_PojdloxMvk&h=AT1hHbNISjUkTHGwtK1mQDkf96ZVtbAXeO_0I6pwuB9SVHGohFYF1jaau1e82BUHcGpcZeNpELCNGileDQaQNxNE5v--7NHKFqKcgVCrJvhjLbQsMD37DCNhOy_2TX7TrA&__tn__=R%5d-R&c%5b0%5d=AT0xwdtg75V7JtNkfclQyrutbClY4Mn_6-FO2Xeqs9jwDoXPQldsXa2mhLPstJHhuPWQ91E8YBOyarrebhaU-2xEtrWihLSynnPyeuOdhJ6ANcNXL7ODc_l9GMQdySisM3PkIeNPgOHao-8UcuQVEgDeQgzUuSfWWpk" target="_blank"><span style="background: #F0F2F5; border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: blue; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic",sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">http://effywild.com</span></a><br /><br />Thank you for reading.<span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /></p>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-76602338040327264912021-09-22T12:54:00.058-04:002021-09-22T21:22:16.429-04:00Full moon, Clouds and Crickets <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">September 22, 2021<br /><br />Happy Autumn everyone. It sure did get cool after the front moved in. So refreshing!<br /><br />Ok so I woke up around 4am after about 5 hours of sleep. I stepped outside hoping to see the full moon. The skies had been so cloudy that I was doubtful. But there she was, with a halo around her. The sky in the south was glowing orange. There is a plant place in that area where they have lights in the gardens and I guess that's what makes the sky glow. <br /><br />I shot a video that came out pretty well. I posted it on my Facebook page but I'll be darned if I could get it to work here on blogger. I could upload it but it wouldn't process or whatever that's called. I tried a number of times and got a square that said Video unavailable. I googled it, followed some directions that led me nowhere, so I finally gave up. I could hear the crickets chirping in the video and I so wanted to post it here. Here is <a href="https://www.facebook.com/jeanmauriepuhlman" target="_blank">my video</a> if you're interested. Just the full moon like you see here and the orangish sky with crickets chirping.</span> </div><br /> <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUk3HXtbZmftFXS-bnBU3XPjANqsGARBHoyvVL5OlCFeh-Giq_9fPARqtlZ_GMAbSSvszBefGpiUPlEYgPumeFRCjs-EokFxZBlitVLPWpN9suzZWzJAzGLnQXAjnHirrKWGgPSwvb4Yw/s2048/F912094D-4C8B-4D84-8805-5193F1E56B8D.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUk3HXtbZmftFXS-bnBU3XPjANqsGARBHoyvVL5OlCFeh-Giq_9fPARqtlZ_GMAbSSvszBefGpiUPlEYgPumeFRCjs-EokFxZBlitVLPWpN9suzZWzJAzGLnQXAjnHirrKWGgPSwvb4Yw/s320/F912094D-4C8B-4D84-8805-5193F1E56B8D.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Orange/yellow sky<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6X-SIv4ycB9GEsDwgv7-Sl-kzNuHH4yMU0Ra9iQDaUdI362MY3FHdTlM20TijOeeQt_VoT7_vgWygSidJya6CIrMXVHx0gCWwkW0kbPROoy8q3ugsebYpVwTVNEPSMRGJDslBfDDfWQY/s2048/DB6564FD-D329-40B6-A20A-012A5938CA36.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6X-SIv4ycB9GEsDwgv7-Sl-kzNuHH4yMU0Ra9iQDaUdI362MY3FHdTlM20TijOeeQt_VoT7_vgWygSidJya6CIrMXVHx0gCWwkW0kbPROoy8q3ugsebYpVwTVNEPSMRGJDslBfDDfWQY/s320/DB6564FD-D329-40B6-A20A-012A5938CA36.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Halo and clouds around the full moon. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijar-p2zvnkPPqbHSTND3IudRo9mQIAqzjFnEQtVanOluFACkSEobhQFK-kUYEkMhlMCBkXWkECX9QN2_KvmHx-ZHAxCDyrz-HzYGZeqpuI_qPY9gAfvJoCLQC9pSKn-eWfwxoe7LUt78/s2048/2A92EDD1-874E-4FA7-B43E-25CCF4EC3A78.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijar-p2zvnkPPqbHSTND3IudRo9mQIAqzjFnEQtVanOluFACkSEobhQFK-kUYEkMhlMCBkXWkECX9QN2_KvmHx-ZHAxCDyrz-HzYGZeqpuI_qPY9gAfvJoCLQC9pSKn-eWfwxoe7LUt78/s320/2A92EDD1-874E-4FA7-B43E-25CCF4EC3A78.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s2048/Effy+blogging.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1528" data-original-width="2048" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s320/Effy+blogging.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Feffywild.com%2F%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR1ePl8H4oHk_R8naEDmTzJOCavrqq03b7Phmg3q2nu2JRKh_PojdloxMvk&h=AT1hHbNISjUkTHGwtK1mQDkf96ZVtbAXeO_0I6pwuB9SVHGohFYF1jaau1e82BUHcGpcZeNpELCNGileDQaQNxNE5v--7NHKFqKcgVCrJvhjLbQsMD37DCNhOy_2TX7TrA&__tn__=R%5d-R&c%5b0%5d=AT0xwdtg75V7JtNkfclQyrutbClY4Mn_6-FO2Xeqs9jwDoXPQldsXa2mhLPstJHhuPWQ91E8YBOyarrebhaU-2xEtrWihLSynnPyeuOdhJ6ANcNXL7ODc_l9GMQdySisM3PkIeNPgOHao-8UcuQVEgDeQgzUuSfWWpk" target="_blank"><span style="background: #F0F2F5; border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: blue; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic",sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">http://effywild.com</span></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Thank you for reading.Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-40530651926955531792021-09-21T15:53:00.000-04:002021-09-21T15:53:57.748-04:00Sleepless in my house<p> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">September 21, 2021</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Yes that's what happened to me Sunday night. After falling asleep around 11:45pm I woke up somewhere around 1:30am and "that's all she wrote." <br /><br />My mind was spinning and even with some rounds of EFT tapping, trying to meditate, telling myself that this moment was the only one to think about, getting up and walking around, a few swear words, I was still awake. I was also thinking how how spacey I would feel the next day. At least I didn't have any appointments, just an early afternoon food delivery.<br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjid0Soy0AMJKKfxVlzWpgI63s_mg1OnpM4AATn99wpJoQDxgcf_hLdkF1Cd_augmaFY4wWm08Yh6quZezgp3MLdjvfM1UJwMdmcLqRVwvpx7UZxR64xIdLixbUHNbyOjq3XU8O8IIuvJo/s1280/sleepy+woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="1143" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjid0Soy0AMJKKfxVlzWpgI63s_mg1OnpM4AATn99wpJoQDxgcf_hLdkF1Cd_augmaFY4wWm08Yh6quZezgp3MLdjvfM1UJwMdmcLqRVwvpx7UZxR64xIdLixbUHNbyOjq3XU8O8IIuvJo/s320/sleepy+woman.jpg" width="286" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I'm so glad I don't have insomnia like this often. I remember back in the 90s when I could only sleep a couple hours a night for three months. It was brutal and was caused from PTSD after a surgery outcome that was different from what I'd expected. All this triggered childhood surgeries that hadn't been healed.</span><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">What do people do when they can't sleep? Some get up and read, but I was just too tired to concentrate. I need to get a blue tooth headset so I can listen to some guided meditations or an app for sleep on my phone. I love my iPhone but don't like that they eliminated the headphone jack. I don't like earbuds or anything sticking in my ear.<br /><br />I've read about people cleaning houses or baking when they couldn't sleep.<br /><br />Who has insomnia and what do you do when you can't sleep? <br /><br />I fell asleep after breakfast on Monday for about an hour and surprisingly felt better than I thought I would. I also got some answers about something that was worrying me, so I breathed a sigh of relief. Another nap after lunch helped too but around 7pm I felt myself starting to fade. It was too early to go to sleep for the night and too late for a nap. <br /><br />I'm happy to report that I slept 7 house last night and feel thankful and refreshed.</span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGiHxhofvPw1KFQaxjob316EfxjNaVMD6sVEFqdXA0huCXnHKCKdyztjQ9b0zPALae9f4vds92pJVj1gzRocs8rqiVKPQH8xyuDU6DVu92mfZqwl8MtFIFtoFyZLWo6_HPYtggjjphSXk/s160/SMILEY+FACE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="160" data-original-width="160" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGiHxhofvPw1KFQaxjob316EfxjNaVMD6sVEFqdXA0huCXnHKCKdyztjQ9b0zPALae9f4vds92pJVj1gzRocs8rqiVKPQH8xyuDU6DVu92mfZqwl8MtFIFtoFyZLWo6_HPYtggjjphSXk/s0/SMILEY+FACE.jpg" width="160" /></a></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s2048/Effy+blogging.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1528" data-original-width="2048" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s320/Effy+blogging.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Feffywild.com%2F%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR1ePl8H4oHk_R8naEDmTzJOCavrqq03b7Phmg3q2nu2JRKh_PojdloxMvk&h=AT1hHbNISjUkTHGwtK1mQDkf96ZVtbAXeO_0I6pwuB9SVHGohFYF1jaau1e82BUHcGpcZeNpELCNGileDQaQNxNE5v--7NHKFqKcgVCrJvhjLbQsMD37DCNhOy_2TX7TrA&__tn__=R%5d-R&c%5b0%5d=AT0xwdtg75V7JtNkfclQyrutbClY4Mn_6-FO2Xeqs9jwDoXPQldsXa2mhLPstJHhuPWQ91E8YBOyarrebhaU-2xEtrWihLSynnPyeuOdhJ6ANcNXL7ODc_l9GMQdySisM3PkIeNPgOHao-8UcuQVEgDeQgzUuSfWWpk" target="_blank"><span style="background: #F0F2F5; border: none windowtext 1.0pt; color: blue; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic",sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">http://effywild.com</span></a><br /><br />Thank you for reading.<span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>
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I saw this somewhere and it spoke to me. As a child I might have wanted to dance like this but, my mother would have said, "don't make a spectacle of yourself." of course as I got older I wouldn't let myself feel this vulnerable and free. Why do we lose our sense of spontaneity as we age? It's all about should's and don'ts and what will people think? </span><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">This is a brave child</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>
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I hope we have a vibrant, colorful display this year. <br /><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFH3Udr7JaTqGlv44x7uTQkyBYaLltZMxK3lZbVJhUaIrcaCWIYQGWi-GUHuU5NSOiE8zf2eeT-AZSSmsrTwBea_CZF3caBxAs2NCm5dRYd9xhfJHdQLGdmXI6uc31iMHFr8awvFAkFME/s150/autumnleaves.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="150" data-original-width="150" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFH3Udr7JaTqGlv44x7uTQkyBYaLltZMxK3lZbVJhUaIrcaCWIYQGWi-GUHuU5NSOiE8zf2eeT-AZSSmsrTwBea_CZF3caBxAs2NCm5dRYd9xhfJHdQLGdmXI6uc31iMHFr8awvFAkFME/s0/autumnleaves.gif" width="150" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikCFgSLXs2qLMp9KQ8QK21ke7xIxFY3kxseoxDJUplBAnLmL421x50gj-ZHa9XMjYV_wp5GF0t8Tb-Co-V5VSwKBSx8IgtORnu1rSIvMJhLYxP_dBVV9hWHsSIUnFOnTWrRsO3Z4bF3gY/s284/thanksgiving+sunrise.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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padding: 0in;">http://effywild.com</span></a><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Thank you for reading.<br /> </span><br /><br /><br /></p><p><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-88608413317229913202021-09-18T12:17:00.017-04:002021-09-18T12:31:35.725-04:00She Sang While Scared!<div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">September 18, 2021<br /><br />I'm recycling an older blog today.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Anna Clendening, who has been suffering from panic disorder had the courage to walk on stage on America's Got Talent, admit how afraid she was, tell the world about her anxiety disorder and sing. Howie Mandel also talked about his anxiety and OCD problems. Howie encouraged Anna and said sing as if you are home in your room and no one was listening. Anna sang and moved me to tears. Afterwards Howie stood, walked over to her and gave her a hug. Even Howard Stern told her how she moved him.<br />
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The reason this moved me so much is because I also have suffered from anxiety and panic and like Anna, I spent a lot of time at home afraid to go places. I am better and I hope Anna is able to work through her fears and live a happier life. </span><br />
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<br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/XO-abUhL_Ws" width="560"></iframe><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I got curious about how Anna is doing today and found a link to this <a href="https://americansongwriter.com/get-me-anna-clendening-song-interview/" target="_blank">interview</a>. </span></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s2048/Effy+blogging.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1528" data-original-width="2048" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s320/Effy+blogging.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Feffywild.com%2F%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR1ePl8H4oHk_R8naEDmTzJOCavrqq03b7Phmg3q2nu2JRKh_PojdloxMvk&h=AT1hHbNISjUkTHGwtK1mQDkf96ZVtbAXeO_0I6pwuB9SVHGohFYF1jaau1e82BUHcGpcZeNpELCNGileDQaQNxNE5v--7NHKFqKcgVCrJvhjLbQsMD37DCNhOy_2TX7TrA&__tn__=R%5d-R&c%5b0%5d=AT0xwdtg75V7JtNkfclQyrutbClY4Mn_6-FO2Xeqs9jwDoXPQldsXa2mhLPstJHhuPWQ91E8YBOyarrebhaU-2xEtrWihLSynnPyeuOdhJ6ANcNXL7ODc_l9GMQdySisM3PkIeNPgOHao-8UcuQVEgDeQgzUuSfWWpk" target="_blank"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic",sans-serif" style="background: rgb(240, 242, 245); border: 1pt none windowtext; color: blue; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">http://effywild.com</span></a><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Thank you for reading.</span></div>Jean Mauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14704780953012404161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8004944781253185496.post-24701268289682922252021-09-17T12:46:00.007-04:002021-09-17T12:52:33.518-04:00Silence<p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">September 17, 2021,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br />A friend posted this on Facebook this morning and it spoke to me. Jean Arp was on to something and we don't even know when He wrote this. (I googled Arp and he died in 1966. He was a German and French sculptor, artist and poet) </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation. Tooting, howling, screeching, booming, crashing, whistling, grinding, and trilling bolster his ego. -Jean Arp, artist and poet ( Sep 1887-1948)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">I wonder what Jean Arp would think about the noise in today's world. People didn't watch TV back then with the screaming commercials. Computers and Social Media was unheard of. You Tube and streaming videos were in the future. <br /><br />Have you noticed that almost every documentary has to have some kind of background sound running? Sometimes the background noise covers up what the message is about or what they are trying to teach us. Why? It's one of my hubby and my pet peeves and when we can't hear the dialogue we'll leave the channel.<br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;">We need silence in our life. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYs2AETGWNQ8SCrBcptmFPM29DrrfmGlORnAoMYYlN3YTNIz2De8IwKip7_7XtglNQhWTCVhrmBCCICDmUV31lxLZVHeY_opK0GS5MRycjS1VvMRyJOUjxrLKXEHmmLhip6jkHUT53w60/s640/sunset-3331503_640.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="351" data-original-width="640" height="176" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYs2AETGWNQ8SCrBcptmFPM29DrrfmGlORnAoMYYlN3YTNIz2De8IwKip7_7XtglNQhWTCVhrmBCCICDmUV31lxLZVHeY_opK0GS5MRycjS1VvMRyJOUjxrLKXEHmmLhip6jkHUT53w60/s320/sunset-3331503_640.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4At3UOKZRrqqfp_8wpr-bpOSyQ8FZdPRXFdF1Cf_Sh2yuytDI2TjqLhLL3O96nNVeQu1F1640qVfxfXF2CDpn9p8dwzjyYnQhz61RUgfQRTfpGtNv2E2E0ZjdRciQ7Ep_altx2ljeW-M/s640/sunset-3156176_6402.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="423" data-original-width="640" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4At3UOKZRrqqfp_8wpr-bpOSyQ8FZdPRXFdF1Cf_Sh2yuytDI2TjqLhLL3O96nNVeQu1F1640qVfxfXF2CDpn9p8dwzjyYnQhz61RUgfQRTfpGtNv2E2E0ZjdRciQ7Ep_altx2ljeW-M/s320/sunset-3156176_6402.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"> Here is an </span><a href="https://whisperroom.com/tips/7-benefits-of-silence-why-we-need-less-noise/" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;" target="_blank">article on the 7 benefits of silence with a Ted talk included</a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;">.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s2048/Effy+blogging.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1528" data-original-width="2048" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_U2BmTNEhn_MLpVivNl4nm21ifHis-Di_cRNp4dqt6JatINLtOqqSe6H4kGi_G-AUErVlCsinsKiyIAzUAyVX2Wr90yDkOQN_HY3xZh3VER7C0QnRc32rWiBUxwCydUlKHRzSdQldjU/s320/Effy+blogging.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Feffywild.com%2F%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR1ePl8H4oHk_R8naEDmTzJOCavrqq03b7Phmg3q2nu2JRKh_PojdloxMvk&h=AT1hHbNISjUkTHGwtK1mQDkf96ZVtbAXeO_0I6pwuB9SVHGohFYF1jaau1e82BUHcGpcZeNpELCNGileDQaQNxNE5v--7NHKFqKcgVCrJvhjLbQsMD37DCNhOy_2TX7TrA&__tn__=R%5d-R&c%5b0%5d=AT0xwdtg75V7JtNkfclQyrutbClY4Mn_6-FO2Xeqs9jwDoXPQldsXa2mhLPstJHhuPWQ91E8YBOyarrebhaU-2xEtrWihLSynnPyeuOdhJ6ANcNXL7ODc_l9GMQdySisM3PkIeNPgOHao-8UcuQVEgDeQgzUuSfWWpk" target="_blank"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic",sans-serif" style="background: rgb(240, 242, 245); border: 1pt none windowtext; color: blue; font-size: 11.5pt; mso-border-alt: none windowtext 0in; padding: 0in;">http://effywild.com</span></a><span face=""Verdana",sans-serif" style="font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://youtu.be/TDF86DsPzag" target="_blank">Jean Arp's paintings </a> (Sorry for the ad noise in the beginning)<br /><br />Thank you for reading.</p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></p>
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