Conversation – 17

@sheba2011

Guess I fell asleep early last night and awoke around 4 am with vim and vigor. The dishwasher was clean and smelled refreshing. Cleaned the kitchen a bit and need to find a place for the ice maker. I ran out of closet space, and just not sure where I can put it. The Ninja is here. The blender arrived last night around 10 pm by UP”S. The delivery on Saturday was the one we will use on long and short trips. We do have a Coleman frig for the van which works well when we purchase items from Aldi’s and Costco. I have recently seen where there is a frig with freezer combo for the car/van, but for now cost prohibitive. It’s a great idea during the summer months for carrying ice cream and other frozen goodies. For now, I either resort to ice packs or purchase frozen items to keep things real cool. Need I say we also have a refrigerator bag that we fill with ice packs as well.

I did a couple of loads of laundry today. Hubby asked to help so I let him put everything in the dryer. I went out this evening to retrieve the second load that he forgot about and when I opened the dryer lo and behold there seemed to be more items in there that I didn’t count on.
I did two loads of dark clothes. What I found mixed in was the laundry that needed a soaking, The white wash. I just hope the dryer didn’t set the stains in. Yikes!!!!! . This is just one of the examples I am up against. There is a bit of dementia. In a sense he is OK, but at times the little boy comes out wanting to help. He has had to relearn things that we take for granted. It is a gradual process. Thank goodness he has not plateaued. Everyday is a learning experience and some need to be reinforced. But the confidence he feels now repels him to do better. Everyday I receive a thank you for patience, and in the same breath he states “I have saved his life.: It wasn’t me who saved him. It was being at the right place at the right time in Savannah. If the paramedic had not been there working on another patient, who knows what could have happened.

Enough of my going on and on. Weather here is absolutely wonderful. Temps in the mid 70s and sunny skies. Today, as I was sitting on the lanai I happened to look at the clouds. There was a long line going straight down and on either side something that looked like feathers wide opened. If I didn’t know better it looked like a peacock with its wings spread out. The only thing missing were the colors. But the white in blue in the sky was just beautiful. This is one of my outdoor hobbies. Love looking at the sky and the clouds and then trying to decipher what it is I am visualizing. There is so much beauty surrounding us, that it is good to stop and sit back and enjoy life just as it is. Someday we will be able to enjoy it even more. Take care Sheba. Enjoy your walk with Poppy. The evening sky is sometimes more beautiful than the one during the day. Pleasant dreams.

Sheba, I caught some of the shows. Very nice. What do you think of the Lantern Pin?
Hope the week goes well and let me know when your appt’s are over with.

Some of the items ordered for donation arrived tonight and the color is different than what I ordered. Uh oh, so tomorrow I will venture out and try to exchange in person. Instead of light blue its a light purple.
Quiet night here but I did walk with a friend and make my son a hamburger for dinner with lots of veggies.
Oh, that Jake Shake is a dream. OMG looks so good!

Is someone behaving badly. All OK? Sheba, I might be the same.

Lovely!

@sheba2011

All will be well with your appointments. I got the word from mom that the big guy up above has you in his hands.🙌🙏💗 Mom has her direct line straight through to the top.

@Sheba
Good Evening Sheba, how was your day? That morning walk sounds cold but good. Most likely around the time you were walking, I was getting some zzz’s. Husband leaves for work at 6AM kisses me bye, I toss and turn for a while. Then I fall back to sleep until my eyes open up.
That’s one of my favorite breakfasts, a good cup of coffee I must have, and a couple of slices of Panettone sound fantastic. And in Brazil, they do place a stick of Cinnamon in the pot of coffee.
That is what I will be baking for my close neighbors this Christmas, Panettone. I got the paper molds from Amazon and the crystal fruits.
Thank you for the Cranberry Mimosa recipe yesterday, looks great and very festive.
Enjoy your walks, your fireplace and all the things you do.
Take care Sheba. 🌲🌲🌲🌲

To All In The HSN Community. ✨🌹 Peace Out Peeps stay warm and safe.
OZ is frozen tonight.

@shoelady60,

I am so pleased you like the shake I would love to have one. 😎✨The way I move I can
work that off in one day who cares it’s for a good cause. ✨😘 In memory of Jake. 💕

Enjoy your friends and have a lovely time you deserve it. I have a couple more appts.
this week then I can settle down a bit.

Let the good times with friends and family start. 😘✨🌹

Scarborough Fair/Canticle
Song by Simon & Garfunkel

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt (in the deep forest green)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground)
Without no seams nor needle work
(Bedclothes the child of the mountain)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)
Tell her to find me an acre of land
(A sprinkling of leaves)
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strands
(And polishes a gun)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
(Blazing in scarlet battalions)
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
(A cause they’ve long ago forgotten)
Then she’ll be a true love of mine
Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Bridge Over Troubled Water
Song by Simon & Garfunkel

When you’re weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I’ll dry them all
I’m on your side
Oh, when times get rough
And friends just can’t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
When you’re down and out
When you’re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you
I’ll take your part
Oh, when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
Oh, if you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind

Mrs Robinson
Song by Simon & Garfunkel

And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files
We’d like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It’s a little secret, just the Robinson’s affair
Most of all, you’ve got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you’ve got to choose
Every way you look at this, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Woo, woo, woo
What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Joltin’ Joe has left and gone away
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

The Sound of Silence
Song by Disturbed

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams, I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light, I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
Then the sign said, “The words on the prophets are written on the subway walls
In tenement halls”
And whispered in the sound of silence

My father loved this song and so do I. ✨🌹

I Am a Rock
Song by Simon & Garfunkel

A winter’s day
In a deep and dark December
I am alone
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow
I am a rock I am an island
I’ve built walls
A fortress deep and mighty
That none may penetrate
I have no need of friendship friendship causes pains
It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain
I am a rock I am an island
Don’t talk of love
Well I’ve heard the word before
It’s sleeping in my memory
I won’t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died
If I never loved I never would have cried
I am a rock I am an island
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room safe within my womb
I touch no one and no one touches me
I am a rock I am an island
And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries