Timber Has a Sleep Over...

needless to say it wasn't her idea. Eli belongs to my husbands daughter. We usually tell her that Eli is coming. Timbers view of the red head is, she really doesn't have one. He is a puppy, she's the senior and she rules. Her belief is that one beautiful, talented bird dog is enough for her humans.

She finds her work load doubled because she has to be more attentive. This is surely going to take away from here hunting duties. Even though she doesn't chase the critters as much as she used to she must keep them aware of her superiority.

This morning after the second night of Eli's visit she took a walk around the room to view the damages. Yes, there it was again. Her favorite toy with holes in it. It doesn't matter that she had destroyed the squeaker, it was that Eli tore more holes in it. This yellow plastic toy was now trash. She glanced at it and walked around the room checking each toy. The last stop was here red bed were he'd been last. No longer would she call it home. Not until it was washed.

Then it happened, the redhead and her humans headed for the door, it was a new day and she had secured the one thing that was everything to her. Her little piece of earth and the two humans she was in charge of. It was not only a great achievement but now a nap was in order.

Once again she had saved us. Sigh.

What I Have Learned in Bloggerville

What I learned is simple.

1) There are people that think you are interesting and you don't have to buy them coffee.

2) People who write blogs are interesting and addicting I rush to read their new entries.

3) They add to your writing by giving you their thoughts on your subject.

4) They are simply interesting because they share their thoughts with you and give you, in return something to think about.

Thanks to all of my followers and all who care to visit for a while.

God Bless you and yours

Do I Smell Peeps?

Oh yes, they do smell wonderful especially when you are four weeks into lent. If you are Catholic you know what that means to give up candy. If you're not Catholic then lent maybe confusing. Short form explanation is as follows. Jesus spent 40 days in the desert with the devil and no food. Yiks, and I am complaining about no candy...oh well, we like to honor Jesus by giving up something we love for those forty days.

This has been going on a long time, even older than me. When I was young I tried to give up things like, making my bed, helping in the kitchen. Mom told me more than once it had to be something that meant a lot to me. I tried everything, giving up soft drinks, that was easy, even not talking a lot, that is truly a force of nature it didn't take me long to fail at that. So back to candy I went. Forty days without candy it may sound easy but it's not.

The hardest part is in the grocery store. At the end of the isle that's where the candy for any holiday is displayed. I find myself running my hand over the bright colors of the Peeps, yellow and pink. I think to myself, Carol step away from the Peeps. As my hands slide off the Peeps and my fingers ease off the pressure that usually take the product and places it in my cart I feel great. I do have to take one more trip past those sugar wonders. Once again I have made it to the cashier, pay my bill and head out of the door. I however, look back and wink, I will be back for the Peeps after Easter.

For today, Jesus would be proud of me but alas will I make it tomorrow, for it is another day and another trip to the grocery store.

Don't Egg Me On

One thing I enjoy about Easter is the colors. After a long winter of lots of white and grays color becomes the thing to add to your life. Maybe pink, purple, light blue and of course bright yellow. So starting to design my Easter cards is a delight. I love the colors and the textures of paper, and artwork is so abundant. Jelly bean, colored eggs, candy peeps, oh don't get me started on peeps.

Lets just talk cards. This year I started my collection with a light hearted card to kick of my creative juices into gear. The outside reads, this is easy, Happy Easter but the inside is as always my favorite so far, well it is my first for the year so that makes it my favorite. The inside reads, may your Easter happiness outlast your jelly beans. Ha, that easy in my life, because I breath in jelly beans.

The whole secret to a saying in a greeting card is feeling it. Putting your heart and drawing from your soul. That's why it is hard to pick favorites when ask about my cards. Every card I design is a part of me. It makes me smile in hopes to make others smile. But I cannot rest, I have more to do and more smiles to create. I hope you enjoyed a brief visit into my design world.

The World According to Timber

One of the family I have not introduced, other than by name is our English Setter named Timber. She came to us over 10 years ago with the main objective to train us in. It didn't take long for her to achieve her goal. She never goes on furniture, only barks when it fits her needs and basically does everything right. Yes I said right.

I know it seems impossible for a dog to second guess her humans. But Timber does that on a regular basis. In the winter she will consider a cuddle with me, but when spring comes she has little time for us. Often when she is laying on the rug and John and I call to her she looks annoyed. I think she is saying to herself....it sure takes a lot of work to keep these two happy.

But one thing we know is that she loves us. Otherwise she would get tired of the hugs, and all the attention we demand. Her agility is slipping and she gets off the floor a little slower, she sleeps harder these days not unlike here humans.

Her favorite thing in the world is a riding. She would rather be in her vehicle than anywhere else. I know if you could ask her what she loves. We would come in second after a good road trip. It is good to come home to a wag of the tail, and a smile, yes a smile. She has unconditional love even when she feels she has better things to do.