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Where There's Tea There's Hope Copyright SundripI did it. I went to meet with the two people I'll write letters with for the winter project. It went very well. I had sweet potato pie and Kenyan tea.

I didn't drop a tear, didn't show anxiety too much.

We discussed topics to include in the letters and how to address some of the elderly individuals. I used my special calligraphy style pen gifted to me. 🙂

I'd already started the winter project two weeks ago when my friend got the flu. Recently I got a response from a letter. It blew me away. All it said was, "I love you. Thank you so much." That was the response I got from a home bound person who received a letter from me two weeks ago.  If nothing else makes me smile, that certainly does.

SOLD Where There's Tea There's Hope

I once said that what I intend to do with my training is encourage people professionally. I got laughed at when I said that. The people who get letters aren't laughing but my heart smiles thinking that I could be part of something that  matters. This is part of my reason for waking up.

Faith

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It's raining, my least favorite weather condition. Man I hate water. I was supposed to work on that this year but other things took center stage.

This morning when I saw the rain I put the covers over my head and refused to budge, however, Clyde needed to go out so get up I did. Its funny because as soon as I opened the door he decided he could hold it. I thought, oh heck no. I got up, got dressed, buddy, you're getting wet. I felt bad for him though so we came in after completing half his business.

Yesterday was Tuesday which means I should have made fresh bread but that didn't happen.

This morning I wanted French toast or maybe an omelet but I settled for candy corn and coffee. ...continue reading "Indecision. Starting Over."

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Clydesdale is here to live. Let us hope all goes as well as it is now.

Clydesdale Austin
Clydesdale Austin aka Clyde

Clydesdale Austin is a beautiful, solid, well behaved, shy boy. I'm hoping beyond hope this goes as well as I think it will. Just look at that nose, it all but forms the shape of a heart.

Clyde has been very, very well taken care of. He's healthy and strong. We've taken our second walk of the day and he did very, very well.

Sir Clyde came with all his stuff, his bed and pillow, huge, huge dog crate ($$$$$) and an easy lead. This will be good. I have positive feelings about this. ...continue reading "Sir Clyde Dale Austin"

I'm behind on everything. Today I need to complete some reading and write a few things up. I also need to clean my studio area so I can start a painting that is now 10 days behind schedule. The good thing is, I know what I'm painting. There's no need to stress over it.

I'm stressing over the light bill. In 7 days time it's due and I don't have but twenty dollars to my name. It worries me. I don't think I've been in this position in a very long time. I'm going to keep painting, keep sewing and keep praying that my needs will get met. Yeah, I'm worried. ...continue reading "Damage Control and Tea Time"

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She is ridiculously adorable. This is an addition to the frog's name, not a change. C. Annie Pickle is her name. Chandler Annie Pickle. If you can't tell, I'm so lovin' this frog. Look at those big eyes. My goodness, and those crazy legs of hers. When she jumps and lands she sounds just like those gummy frogs you get out of the machines at the store. There's a splat and smack combo as she lands. I so love frogs and their crazy feet.

Little green Annie is an Australian Tree Frog aka Dumpy Frog. She'll get anywhere from 4.5 inches to 5.5 inches. I intend to get her a friend at some point.

Too, too cute. I'm having way too much fun with this frog.

Green Annie My Chubby frogs are as beautiful as ever, a rich chocolate with gold banding. I'm getting used to their call. At first it was strange to hear them but now I enjoy it. I've heard Annie call twice. 🙂 For a short while the crickets sing then the frogs. This is an orchestra with a song I've come to depend on.

When I first realized Jane was really sick, I moved out to the living room with her. This meant I spent a lot more time observing the terrariums as opposed to just working on them then coming back in the room. I'd like to keep my new observation vantage point. I like watching them move around, snatch bugs in their terrarium and explore their environment. Having a third frog that is primarily a land frog means I can watch plants grow and see the grass fill in places. I'll see their landscape change with time which is a nice thought.

Jordan

For the last year I've battled with the idea of moving. I did make a decision on it. I'm staying put for now. The only way I want to move is if the apartment with all the pluses comes open for me. I'm not stupid, I wouldn't pass up that opportunity, however, moving somewhere else isn't in my best interest at this time.

When I say I'm staying put it means I have to accept a few things; abject poverty and Boil the Bunny landlord. I can do that. I've had as little contact with Boil the Bunny  Landlord as possible. Even though I didn't take a vow of poverty, I believe it made a vow to me.

I know it's difficult here financially but it's my home and I love it. I know my friends have worried about me financially I had to tell them I am not seeking other accommodations. I do not want to move. I know the stairs often keep me captive and its financially hard here, but I am grounded. I am settled and feel a measure of peace in my home, my home.  ...continue reading "Flower power, lace draped, art strong, frog croaking wonderland"

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I have a commission that I'm doing for a friend. It sounded fun when she brought it up but I was also apprehensive because I don't do commission work well. It's difficult for me to translate onto canvas, a vision that isn't mine. It's even difficult for me to duplicate art that I created. If the emotion has already been put on canvas, the chances of me being able to do that work again with life and texture is all but zero. Soooo, I asked my friend if I could have free artistic reign and she said yes. I was like, oh, she has no idea what those magic words mean.

She let me loose in a candy store. She gave me a brush, took me to Hobby Lobby and said, do as you will. (eyes rolling in the back of my head)

Giving me free creative reign could be considered reckless. There was one incident when I was last given the magic words, an incident that we shall not speak of because it's still in litigation. But just like I told the judge, I didn't know that stuff was flammable. lol..... I'm kidding. ...continue reading "Hold on! She said the magic words."

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Mary Jane aka Super Cat has been more active today. She's still eating, still drinking, but is rather lethargic. She's been checked and the vet says there's nothing medically wrong with Jane other than that she's showing signs of her age. She stayed in the corner for nearly three weeks. The last week she's been out and about. She's beside me as I type which hasn't been done in a good long while. Today when I held her I could feel how much weight she's lost.

I need more time with my girl.

Jane wakes screaming. She looks for me even though I'm right in front of her. She goes to her water bowl and lays down in front of it like it's too much effort to stand and drink. She lays there looking at the water for 5 min or so then drinks. This may mean she likes her reflection but it's new behavior. ...continue reading "Mary Jane Update"

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I'm not chubby, I'm big boned.

Today I held my new frog again and he peed on me. That was not adorable, not cute. It was excessive use of frog force, wrong on all levels, and unforgettable. I've never seen anything shoot out of the back of a frog with that strength of stream. I do believe I'm traumatized. If you've ever seen a cat spray then you know what I experienced with Chubby Charlie and why I took to drinking. The smell was foul, the act emotionally damaging. lol. Why Charlie, why? Man, I gave you crickets, what do you give me, PTFD, Post Traumatic Frog Disorder. That was just ruthless, man, just ruthless.

Asian Painted Bullfrog, Banded Frog, Chubby Frog. Can he possibly have any more names?

Faith, aka Chubby Charlie's Mom, Mary Jane's sidekick, Master Mischief Maker, Drama Queen. Can I possibly have ....... never mind. I know the answer to that.

I woke this morning to find the Green Tree Frog dead. I called the company I got him from and told them about it. She's going to order me another Chubby Frog instead. I wonder though, will two males fight? This is a male, for certain, this little plump thing is male.

In photos his eyes look cloudy but when I look at him they're clear.
I hope he does well here because I really like him. He's strange looking at first but when I really look at him I see nothing but beauty. He's mellow, very chill. He didn't even slime me when I held him.

As usual, the photos are blurry. I think next time I do a physical check up on him, I'll photograph him on the mat when he's outside the tank.

I'm working my way up to a White's Tree Frog aka Dumpy Frog. I've got quite a few projects going so getting the Dumpy terrarium finished won't happen until next summer. In the mean time I'll enjoy this little guy along with my best froggy buddy Pete the African Clawed Frog. ...continue reading "Asian Painted Bullfrog. Dollhouse Update."

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