blessings before coffee

when i feel happy and safe in my life, i don’t write as much.  i keep coming back around to that.  maybe some things don’t change as much as i think they do.  thinking that way might make it so, eh?
so maybe i will be full of little tiny ephineessses during this whole entry.  we will have fun.

ben got to come and spend part of the summer here with me.  he missed him mom fiercely and we had a couple of sad nights where hannah and i loved him and cuddled with him while he talked about it.  we always left cuddle time laughing and ready to do what needed doing next.  he went home early though.  the reason was that donnie found ben a ride that he trusted.  ben’s school starts a weekl earlier too.  i loved loved getting to know him better.

hannah came and stayed here on the island with me and some friends for the whole summer.  lolly came and picked her back up and drove home on last thursday.  lolly got to stay for 6 days.  al’s grandmother died and he stayed home for the rituals.

well, i got a couple of things said and i’ve gone off after speaking on what albert was doing and then i went and poured a cup of cold coffee into a big heavy glass.  i dump in a half cup of what ever kind of milk dustin is letting us have for the week and i scream it up into the sky with at least 3 times the serving size on hazelnut flavored creamer.  it’s the whole loaded kind.  full of fat.  probably full of corn syrup too.  i can drink it different.  maybe.  addicted to coffee creamer sucks.    i just don’t like it as much with half and half and agave nectar.  besides agave nectar does not take great with coffee on it’s own.  is okay with the milk.

i have coffee and i have my favorite yogurt and some sweet plump bing cherries.  there is a bag of nut mix here by my desk.  i’m good to go.  i don’t have all day here at this desk thank god.  i missed all of yesterday so i could finally get pictures uploaded and write descriptions for my etsy shop.   http://www.etsy.com/people/rubyjule

i had to deside not to do so many pictures on open diary…. each time i do pictures i have to go through a lot of steps to get them onto a page for others to see.  most places will let me pull the image off my pc and upload.  open diary makes me take them out and post them to a separate place.  i realized i was not using the separate places like photobucket and the other one i used called snapfish.  flikr told me to quit putting on so many pictures or give them some money for better service.  i can still leave favorites only photos.  photobucket should work well enough for that.  or i can go back to snapfish.  their pictures are more grainy to me….

my therapist is leaving to go build an art studio in new york state out amoungst the trees.  he called me at home and asked if he could discuss working with one of his students on a project she was doing in ethics.  i did not know how ethics was tied to jewelry at a teaching hospital, but i said yes.  i’m going to call her crissie.  preppy.  cute.  well mannered.  and she had some talent and most of the basic skills learned.  no bead weaving, but before it was all over she learned a simple stitch and then on her own she took some ethnic to africa beads and made a very pretty netted piece of neck jewelry.  you can use it for a choker or a necklace.  it’s pretty snazzy.
rubyjule gets to be on the program as the sponsor of the project.  i forgot to add, it’s a competition for school scholorships or maybe even just place money involved.  i don’t know how they will judge it either.  one student is writing a song written by ekg.  one is using another body report to play the saxaphone.  one is going to read a poem that she wrote for the compotition.  less than 6 projects.  and there is also an ethic debate.  their team did not get a "grown-up" to help until this week.  and the grownup can’t be at the debate because of another committment.  their group decided not to participate in the debate.  it might affect any prize money there could be.

miss blanca if fine.  she still pees in the house from time to time.  it will never make sense.  we keep rehearing.
she went through a heat cycle.  the first and only only one.  dustin said "my bad".

so my girls left last thursday during the day and blanca left that night and after dinner the guys went off into 2 directions.  and i was all alone for the rest of the nite.  how sad is that.  and my bead table was overwhelmed again.
i went and popped bubbles on my phone for a couople of hours.  then i went to bed.