Mo'a Romig-Boyles

Thank You

Thank you for your lovely comments and e-mails. It means a lot to me that you care.

 
I am feeling a lot better and soon I should be as good as new. Which is good because I have things to do and places to go.

November third we will have company coming from Iceland...someone very special to us.  I will tell you all about them in a later post.

On the fourth of November my Mother will be going into the hospital for knee replacement surgery.  Ken and I will be moving into my parents home to take care of my 95 year old Dad.

 
Today November first is my Son's 36th Birthday :) 

Many of you asked who the sculptor is in the photos I uses in the last post and the first two I am using in this post.  Some of you even asked if I am the sculptor...I am flattered alas I am not. 

His name is Eduardo Oropeza. He is a particular favorite of mine...his sculptures speak to me.  The photos of his sculptures were taken in Tesque, NM in at The Glenn Green Galleries.  

Thank you again...you are the best.

Missing You

I miss you. I am still not completely out of the woods...but hopeful.

My computer has sympathy pains and will be away for ten to fifteen days.

Dang!!! I will be missing all the good blog parties...have a good time and tell be all about it when I come back...promise!!!?

See you soon!!!

A Little Shaky

Hello everyone...I have been a little shaky lately...well, perhaps more than a little :)

I hate to complain and I know that nobody likes a whiner. Please bear with me.  I am going to tell you a little story.
Back in December of 2008 I had a visit by a bug, that gave me as a hostess gift a cold.

This cold later developed into a sinus infection, that reluctantly was treated by an antibiotic.  Felt much better ten days later.  
Then wham some months later  SB  (super bug) appeared again and turned on the water works and just for good measure included a cough...SB liked to be heard.  Again antibiotics...felt better.

Fast forward...allergy season...SB had a great time...he added headaches, to the water works and cough and you guessed it...again antibiotics.  This time the host...me...never really got better, we blamed it on allergies.

Now the Doctor scratched his head, asked for a lot of tests and concluded that SB is still in the system. Now we are using antibiotics, a type I have never had before, that should take care of SB once and for all.

I am sure that I will be in the pink soon.  Keep your fingers crossed for me.

So why am I telling you this long story?  Because I would like you to know that you are important to me and I have been neglecting you.  I have not been posting here regularly, visiting your blogs, answering your e-mails and calling to say hello!!! I am sorry :(  

However you know what I must be feeling better, since I was able to write this post...this is progress :)

Could I please have a little cheese with this whine ;)

Hanging Out With Family And Friends On Facebook

I have neglected you woefully...for this I apologize. I want to thank all of you that visited my Tea Party and for all your lovely comments.  Mr. and Mrs. Hatter have been enjoying your complimentary comments and thank you also.
I also want to thank you for visiting  and  your heartfelt comments on my last post  "A  Wedding in  Denmark".  My  surrogate  couple  behaved themselves  quite  well  and  got  many  compliments...this was reported to me by my  Son.

 This past Friday I made the plunge.  I  joined the crowd and  became a member of  Facebook.  I had many  reasons for not joining ..."I have a blog and people can visit me here"..."I don't need another internet distraction"...and the one that got a laugh from my Husband..."I don't want any old boyfriends to come out of the woodworks" at that he said "Do you think they are still living"
Well, that is a thought, we have been married for 37 years, and nary a boyfriend has come out of the woodwork :)
So after getting invitations to join by numerous friends and family, I joined when I got an invitation from my Son...how could I refuse.

I have found it quite entertaining.  I asked a few people to be my friend and one thing led to another and now I have 57 friends since Friday...more to come, I am quite certain.
Many of my friends on Facebook are young, in their 20's, I am struck by their language...yes, many are in Icelandic...but that is not what I mean.  They have their own language, the way some families have phrases and abbreviations that they use.
My young friends language no doubt born out of necessity in order to facilitate text messaging.  I find this fascinating and enjoy it immensely, even though I don't understand much of what they are saying .

 
Every day I regale my Husband with stories about  what I heard on Facebook.  "B, is going to Sanaefelsnes to a summer house there"  "C, is having salmon and peas, for the 4th of July, she has friends coming over"  "I saw pictures of H's husband and baby" "OD invited me to become a member of descendants of...." and so it goes.  I am connecting with Friends and Family in Iceland, that I have missed so much, these many years that I have lived here in the States.  Many of us see each other when I visit Iceland, when they come here or through Christmas cards....but this is different.  I am now seeing instant and in many cases day to day activities in their lives.
I have also found new and interesting things tell my Mother...she also loves hearing about friends and family that live across the big pond.
That I think is what makes Facebook special.

 

Now I suppose I will be tweeting soon !!! I still have my heals dug in on that...but, I have been know to change.
Are you a member of Facebook?  Do you tweet?   I would love to hear your opinions :)

Photos:  The top two are from a Blueberry Festival that we went to two weekends ago.
The one ext to he bottom is "The Fairy Tree"  and the one on the bottom is "Poor Little Birdie teased" both are by  Richard Doyle, British illustrator 1824 - 1883.

A Week Full Of Smiles

Some weeks are filled with smiles for me.  Leslie of Snips and Snails won a contest I had here.   She selected one of the little dolls that I was  giving away and wrote a lovely post about her here....go and see,  I will wait for you to come back.  Leslie is an amazing photographer and I love visiting her blog. 
She shows the most delightful photos of her Grandson Kiran and her dog Atticus and their amazing relationship. She also writes about her art and adventures. Go see for yourself.

So did you ever have one of those weeks, one filled with smiles? 
I was in the grocery store and came across this stitched  tomato.   I have been doing a little stitching lately and this made me smile...Mother Nature stitching on tomatoes.

Ken and I were stopped at a light and I looked up and saw this :) 

  

My cat Brie, likes to sleep under a duvet...she jumps on the bed, and crawls under the duvet when she sees me ready to make the bed.  I proceed as normally...cover the duvet with the quilt, arrange the pillows and leave.  I used to worry about her not being able to breathe...no longer...she can breathe.

The cozy nook on my front porch.  I can sit there in any kind of weather, enjoy the sights and sounds of nature and read or sew.

Little Danish boys and their pocket.

At dinner last night at my Mother's house I noticed the little Bing and Grondahl figurine above and was reminded of the collage that I had made just a couple of hours before of Victor.  Brian (my Son) sent us these photos and I thought they were so adorable that I needed to make a collage of them.

My Dad having cocktails in the gazebo, wearing his embroidered velvet jacket.

The proof that there will be blue skies one day...see it...the little sliver? Mother nature has a sense of Humor?

Tell me, what makes you smile?  I wish you weeks full of smiles :) :) ;)

In The Pink

On my visits to blogs, one thing that has been brought to my attention. is how much my fellow bloggers love pink.

When I go out to buy something either for my garden, my home or for a piece of clothing...pink never enters my mind as a choice. 
It is not that I don't link pink...it is just not a color I gravitate towards.
The pansies in the lover left corner of the  photo above, was given to me by my Husband.  The Hydrangea in the upper right was labeled Niko Blue.  The Azalea and the Mountain Laurel on the left  were growing here when we moved into this house five years ago.

This coffee set was given to me by my Parents many years ago.

These tea cups were gifts.

My Son gave me this espresso coffee cup, when he came home from one of his travels.

I inherited this beautiful set of Limoges china from my Paternal Grandmother.

Pink seems to find me...so I created these little pink ladies...sometimes you just have to go with the flow.

As I looked up I saw this painting on the wall in front of me...an thought,  "Pink found her also".

What colors do you gravitate towards?  Are the colors in your life that seem to find you?

Happy Cinco de Mayo, Rain and Faeries

Happy Cinco de Mayo. There are many types of foods that I love and my all time favorite, other than the Scandinavian food of my childhood, is Indian and Mexican food...the hot and spicy kind.

I also love the colors of both India and Mexico...the rich, bright and happy colors. 
When I was a little girl I wanted dark curly hair and brown eyes.  I was and am, a pale blue eyed. at one time straight haired, but now curly blond. 
I wanted to be a dark and ethnic Frida type, so that I could wear bright costumes and big flowers in my dark pulled back hair.

Last week Ken and I went to a Mexican Restaurant called On the Border, it is a chain restaurant that has lovely decor.  No mater which Mexican Restaurant we go to here on the East Coast, we never feel that we get as good Mexican food as we did in the South West...especially New Mexico and Texas.
I think we have been spoiled.

It has been raining here for a week and we are expecting a least a week more of rain.
Truthfully, I love rain, I adore how the new spring green is so vibrant in the rain and the smell of the air mingled with the smell of the soil. I always feel more productive in the rain. 

This morning we went to a nursery and I saw this Ladies Mantle...Alchemilla vulgaris.  It has tiny little hairs on the leaves that catches the dew and rain drops. It's blossoms are a beautiful yellow green.
I bought this lovely plant...it said "take me home".

When I was a little girl I used to love to go out in the morning to see the dew drops on the plants. Ladies Mantle grows wild in Iceland.
I used to see in each dew drop a little faerie smiling at me.

Don't you just love the innocence of youth...actually, I am totally convinced that faeries are born in dew drops.  What do you think?  Where do baby faeries come from?

Looking Up

In the last few months there has been a list of 100 things, that people have and have not done. going around in bloglandia.

 

This morning I read some of the interesting things that Nessa of The Chrysalis Stage listed. I thought it would be fun to make ones own list with a little prompting from the original list. It could be blog post ideas for a year or more.

On my 50th Birthday I Danced in the rain with a good friend and her two daughters and two nieces who were 8, 9, 12 and 13. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.

Moments after I took this photo we (Marilyn's Hawaii Retreat Group) saw the much talked about Green Flash.  It was very exciting because we had been talking about how much we would like to see that phenomenon.

I have had lunch at the Eiffel Tower...I was 15 years old. My Father still talks about...without regret, that having been the most expensive lunch we ever have ever had.
Websters on line dictionary says about this restaurant...In the 1980s an old restaurant and its supporting iron scaffolding midway up the tower was dismantled; this was purchased and reconstructed in New Orleans, Louisiana, originally as the Tour Eiffel Restaurant, more recently known as the Red Room.
Now there are two restaurants in the tower Altitude 95 and  Le Jules Vernes.

While in Paris, when I was 15, I rode in a horse drawn carriage, with my parents, down the Champs
Elysees.  It was a lovely experience and I shall never forget the handsome  Frenchmen that whistled and blew me kisses.

I have also ridden in a horse drawn carriage in New York City's Central Park.

There are still three days left to make a comment on my Giveaway post...I will have a giveaway each month this year...perhaps even longer.

Image of Eiffel Tower: Wikipedia
Image of Horse and Carriage: Love to Eat and Travel
All other images are mine.

Sniffles, Amaryllis and a Favor

I am a little bit under the weather.  Sinus infection and a cold. Lots of tissues, water, antibiotics, books, a blanket and beauty around me.

This Amaryllis just came out in full bloom.

I have a favor to ask you. I am thinking about changing the background color of my blog...What do you think of the current color?  Do you think I should change?  Please be honest...I value your opinion.

Mums and My Little Love

I have a confession to make...I am in love!!!.....This is not an ordinary kind of love affair...as the object of my affection is my little car a VW Cabriolet...we have had eight wonderful years together.

This past Friday my Cabriolet and I went to one of our many local farm stands, to buy Mums. My eyes according to the young man who helped me load my car...were bigger than my little car.
As we gathered my purchases next to the car...two large baskets of yellow Mums, two large hanging pots of rose colored Mums, three pots of white, maroon and orange Mums, one Pepper Plant, a Water Melon, Eggplants, Tomatoes, an Avocado and a couple of Vadalia Onions.
The young man shook his head and said "Lady we will never get all of this in your car!!!"
I replied "No problem I will put the top down"
He looked at me in an incredulous way, but said nothing...he was very polite.
What he did not know is that I have an occasional bouts of claustrophobia, so I felt it would be good to have the top down to prevent an incident.
Oh!!!I forgot to tell you that I had in my very little trunk a cooler and about ten empty ecology shopping bags.
We started loading the car with me saying "This goes here...that goes in the trunk...let's move the passenger seat back...we can tuck the Pepper Plant between the hanging baskets in the back seat etc.and etc."
The young man followed my instructions without saying a word. When everything had been tucked into my little car he said "Lady you and this little car are amazing" "I never thought we would get all this in your car"

I got into my car tucked my purse under my  seat...moved the basket of   Mums a little to the right so that I could shift, my Manual Shift Little VW Cabriolet.
Is it any wonder that I love this car?