Changing My Space

My oldest daughter made beautiful art from a very old thick piece of broken glass.  I have mounted it with mirror holders and I think it works well here.

My mind is always moving, changing things, "improving" things.  One of my favorite paintings, The Birth of Anubis, has gained some jewelry.  I think it works and if I like it, it's okay.  These are two of my paintings.  I dare not call them art.

I have glued felt on the bottom of my leaf

 to avoid scratching furniture

This was crafted by a local artist using a live leaf...

in concrete...amazing.
I wanted to protect the new paint job on my coffee table.
Yes, you heard correctly...I have painted my coffee table.

I had orb company or I need to clean my camera next.

Oh, the adventures I have!

Things I've Learned While At The Mercy Of Medical Care...

#1  PLEASE BE QUIET PEOPLE ARE HEALING  does not apply to staff, neither house keepers nor care givers.

#2  Comfort and hospitals do not go together.  They may be color coordinated and falsely cheerful but there is no comfortable spot here unless it is in the leaving.

#3  The healthier the food, the more disgusting it tastes...may only apply to food served here.

Sick humor again.  The staff is wonderful.

Thank you for all your prayers and healing thoughts.  I know I could feel you with us.  Could not have done this without your shoulders to cry on. Double thanks for the thoughtful follow ups and the special posts requesting prayer for Hubby.

Update:  Refraction rate is closer to twenty percent than ten so that is a relief.  His breathing is greatly improved and his blood pressure and water retention have both lessened significantly.

Testing, testing, testing.  He has to be worth saving before they put him on a list.  So far so good...no  TB,  no VD nor AIDS.  No blood clots. Basically they said he has to be clear of any other illnesses before they put him on a list for a new heart.  So tests will continue into perpetuity (I know that's usually a financial term but I do think it will also apply here.)

Look's like we're going to meet our major medical out of pocket expense again this year...oh, yeah!  I haven't checked to see if they cover transplants.  If it doesn't, I guess they can repossess the heart. Thank God we do have insurance.

Hubby sent me home to feed the cows and wash his favorite pjs.  I think he was tired of me telling on him to the nurses when he has a problem.

I just checked that load of laundry and have washed his leather belt!!!...but y'all know I'm half crazy anyway.  Andrew and I have weighted his belt down with books and boards and a trunk so the leather won't curl...

I over heard Hubby telling a friend on the phone that when he gets a new young heart, he's gonna get a new young wife because I won't be able to keep up with him then.  I smiled because he doesn't know I am already working on his honey-do list...and I flipped him off.  I'm bad.

Remember please, my perceived insensitivity is only my sick sense of humor...my survival mode.  (I cry when no one can see me.)

Oh, and I captured some ghostly orbs in the hospital garden....wooooooooooooo!  Scary.

The Crescent Motel...

America's Most Haunted Hotel has been visited by the famous Ghost Hunters of television fame Jason and Grant.

Let's say I am an open-minded skeptic.  I've mentioned past adventures in Savannah, Georgia and Fort Smith, Arkansas where I'd experienced some strange feelings connected to a few places.  Jason and Grant have turned The Crescent into a ghost hunting hot spot.

It was spring break.  It was crowded.  It was busy.  It was the 1886 Crescent Hotel in Eureka Springs Arkansas.

We did a little exploring before the tour and snapped shots where we felt like it expecting nothing.  Enlarge this photo and you see a large orb sitting nicely on the white chair to the right.  There was an old wheelchair from Dr Baker's reign sitting in the far corner.  No happy feelings here.

The room where our tour began.

Notice orb lower left corner.

Our tour ladies with Zack, Andrew and Toni.

They did a brilliant job.

This was one place that I was very uncomfortable in during our free ranging tour.  I couldn't stay here long. I can't really tell why how or what I felt except I didn't like it.  As the tour came through the EFM Meter went crazy.  I won't tell you why...just in case you want to tour.  

Let's just say the guide was impressed with the places I chose and mentioned before the tour.

Toni closed the door behind all,  Looked back at the door way...go ahead...zoom in on the doorway and tell me what you see.  NO ONE WAS THERE.

Do you see the woman in the doorway?  Ghost, imagination, trick of light?  You decide.

We had two camera phones and two cameras.  Four people taking pictures.  We captured light anomalies and many orbs. Every picture was different.  What that means...who knows.  I think it means we had a good time.

Lizzy...

Do dogs dream?  I know they do because Lizzy's legs move while she sleeps and her dream voice quietly barks.  I certainly hope she is the pursuer and not the pursued.. I certainly hope she doesn't have nightmares..

Ah, gee!  Enough already with the camera.  I had that snake by the middle...or did he have me?  I forgot.

Many of you may remember when I weakened the last time and drove a very long way to choose Number Eighteen.  It was a good choice.  Lizzy or Number Eighteen as she will always be on record was and is the perfect choice.  That was six months ago and I haven't had any urges to acquire more strays.  Could it be I have all I'm going to rescue?

Lizzy is an in and out dog.  She's in when it's cold and out the rest of the time.  She herds cattle with the big guys and is quick enough to avoid the cow's kick and the bull's swinging head.  She observes the snake patrol.  She is a good spotter but has not graduated to the pest control team yet.  Lizzy is also on constant guard to incoming strangers, animal or human.

I hope Number One through Number Hundred Plus all found a great home like Lizzy did.

Lizzy is not a whiner nor a yapper.  She is not clingy nor sissy.  She cuddles when I want but does not beg for the attention.  She listens even when I am just talking to myself.  What a good dog.

With all these perfect orbs showing up, I like to think all the family likes her too.

When the time comes for another dog...and that time will come...it always does....I'm getting something a little bigger.

Teedifus

The word means nothing.  It was a word verification and I like the sound of it so here it is, teedifus, teedifus, doesn't it sound magical?

How creative do you expect me to be?  I woke early and tried to capture the moon for you.  I shall need a better camera or a bigger net because I was not very successful. 

The sounds were as beautiful as the sight.  The stillness of the night before the roosters began their attack on the day is my favorite time.  I hear the frogs singing for rain.  In the distance,  a tiny hoot owl was serenading the darkness.  I could also hear the freshly released Cicadas playing their violins.  The stillness of the night should last longer.

I took many shots and I would call none of them successful but here are my attempts at capturing the moon for you.

I played with auto adjust which is the extent of my photo editing talent.  If I were a ghost watcher, I might wonder about the orbs but it was probably hundreds of biting mosquitoes circling because they smelled meat. 

It could have been my many ancestors.  I can hear them now. 

What the hell is she doin'? 

Tryin' to take a picture, what does it look like she's doin'?

Well, she's crazy, there's no light, her camera's not good enough, why would she try?

Stubborn runs on your side of the family...I think stupid does too!  Didn't get that from my side!

I was enjoying it more when they weren't talking.