Fool Me Once

This reminds me of the phrase:

Fool me once
Shame on You
Fool me twice
Shame on Me

Once you've been kicked, can you really learn anything by getting kicked by the same mule again?

Maybe that's why it hurts to get kicked when you're down. For heaven's sake, you've already learned the lesson. It doesn't have to be beat in.

I guess you just try to get up faster ... get to the other side of the mule by going around the front instead of the back -- and hope that the mule doesn't bite as well as he kicks!

Great Things Happen

Dream ... plan ... act ... believe.
That does sound like a recipe for success.

Sunday Secrets: July 12, 2009

PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard. I find it to be an insightful sociological experiment.

The PostSecret Blog got its quarter BILLIONTH hit this morning!



There were a lot of secrets that I could relate to today! But I chose to share the three below because they seemed to tell a story. It's a story not so different from my own.

If I had been given all the facts of life,
I'm pretty certain that I would not
have become pregnant outside of marriage.
I've given my own daughters a very different education.

The things we do to try to secure the affections of a man!
... especially when we're young and lack confidence ...

Ain't it the truth!
Some regrets and consequences
reverberate for a long, long, long time.

I Want, I Want, I Want!

This simply tickled my fancy

There's Only One

Love the sentiment!

Do go visit the jen lemen blog. You can even purchase this poster on high quality paper.

Today

I saw this on another blog and I thought it might jump-start my writing.



Outside my window... it’s cool and cloudy. The mama bird dive-bombs into her nest.

I am thinking... it was an eventful morning, leaving me with deep questions.

I am thankful for... the funny, cranky, lovely, unique elderly women in my life!

From the kitchen... the sound of the washer, unbalanced as it spins; dirty dishes in the sink, a sad pan smelling of burned corn.

I am wearing... navy blue.

I am creating... memories.

I am going... to be running errands soon, and making pizza dough with wheat flour and yeast.

I am reading... Finding Your Own North Star

I am hoping... to have a productive day with Dale tomorrow.

I am hearing... birds and background traffic and STILL more fireworks being shot off!

Around the house... are breezes bringing fresh air through the open windows.

One of my favorite things... my new old friends, the Gauntlettes!

A few plans for the rest of the week... painting, knitting, deep cleaning, organizing computer files.

R.I.P. Cecelia

Cecelia Gifford
1925 - 2009
I sang at Cecelia's funeral today.

She was the most senior member of St. George's Quilters.

After spending an afternoon gardening, she passed away on the 4th of July.

A firecracker to the end.

We'll miss you, ya old hag!

Sunday Secrets: July 05, 2009

PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard. I find it to be an insightful sociological experiment. These two secrets caught my eye today.

It's my turn. It's finally my turn.

Oft times, much preferred.