So, today has been one of those thought you knew what you were doing days that turns out you didnt. Had a hair appointment this morning. Washed my hair in the shower anyway because it was driving me nuts and then got a phone call from the stylist. She was sick. Good thing I washed my hair. Not fixed, but no one here cares, which means me. Thought I was going to have to break down all the big boxes from Christmas that had piled up in my garage myself and then Kathy and Ash came over and he did it for me. Neat surprise. Thought I was going to have to take Kathy to get the staples out of her tummy today and then found out today was Ashs day off and he took her instead. Yay I didnt have to drive in the city and Yay she got her staples out. I got a gift certificate for a 30 minute reflexology session from my masseuse and THAT did happen today. Boy do my feet feel good right now. So good Ive already scheduled an hour session next week. Its bitterly cold here today. Temp is 27. Windchill is probably about 5. The wind just cuts through everything you have on here in Oklahoma. Its persistent and strong and you just need to be dressed for it at all times. Been spitting snow here ever since daylight. More snow promised tonight and throughout the coming week. As long as we skip the ice, I wont complain. I heard a voice in my room last night but I didnt recognize it or the language they were using. Spirits need to just move on if they think theyre giving me information like that. With all the Okie talk/redneck references in my speech I barely speak English. I need to research the Absaroka tribes. That name has been popping up in my daily thoughts and dreams for a while now. I know next to nothing about them, but I guess for some reason I need to check them out. I made the best quick bread night before last. Cranberry orange nut bread. Oh my gosh... so so good. Ill post the recipe for you when I can get to it. Dried cranberries, orange juice and orange zest, pecans. Nothing wrong with all that. I closed my eyes and saw a Native American man, older, eyes that can see into my soul. It came and went so fast but it was there...and when our gazes connected I knew that it was my Bobby. I have been longing to see him again and I received my wish. Hes not Bobby anymore. Not there. I think hes only Lvmhe. I think he is the eagle when he wants to be. And so much more. We are so limited here in this life. It will be good to go home. Truth is the foundation of what a life should be built on. When anything less is used in place, it is the beginning of a life in chaos.
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 21:06:42 +0000
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