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A few weeks ago, I got to spend a few days with my scrappin buddies.
We were in
Mentone, Alabama.
It was a stressful but much needed weekend.
Daddy was still in the hospital and it was so hard to leave him.
But I got my first massage and I am in love!
It was a enjoyable weekend,
sometimes it takes the girls to put you in a
better mood.
Thank you, friends.

I am so tired tonight!
Imagine I have posted a inspiring yellow or orange picture. Now you are so inspired you are going into your craft room/studio and create great and beautiful things.
Look into the color wheel and feel relaxed and a tranquil feeling falls over you and you are getting sleepy. your eyes are getting heavy and now you will go to sleep. Me too! Good Night my friends.
Week Of Color
Okay, It is time for a blog challenge. With Winter colors not very inspiring, I challenge you to join me in a Week Of Color. Show me what makes you happy! Each day next week we will post a new picture that makes us feel good, inspires you and tell us why. Do you see why I might pick this old looking white and off white bouquet of home made ( I anit gonna die) flowers. Don't they look Happy? They make me smile. And they inspire me to create. And that is what matters. So show me what makes you smile.
January 24th-Monday - White, off white
January 25th-Tuesday-Blues,turquoise
January 26th-Wednesday- Greens
January 27th- Thursday- Red, pink
January 28th- Friday- Yellow or Orange
Leave me a comment if you are joining and we will all check out your post too.


Day 10- my last day!
One Confession......just one?
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I have been having these feelings.
I need something to love and take care of.
I want him!
I want a Yorkie!
Terry is in hopes I will get over this feeling.
But he has been supportive.
And tried to reason with me.
Why do we get these feelings.
I really never had this feeling for a baby.
I wanted to give Terry a baby, but I was done with Jessica.
Would you call this feeling, my biological clock?
At 50?
Huh!
