YAY

YAY I am going to get to see my middle daughter’s kids next weekend for about 1/2 day. sighhhh I wish it was more. But, at first she wasn’t going to stay at all she was just coming through and get her stuff and move on to North Carolina. She is moving from Wyoming. Now they will be here sometime in the afternoon like 3 p.m. on Saturday and I then have to take her and the kids to a motel where her Dad will be staying a few miles away. I guess they have a place close to the motel to board the 5 horses. I can NOT wait to see the kids I miss them so bad and haven’t seen them since last December. So we will be staying at Kerry’s house so the kids can swim in the pool and watch movies and play. I told her she could also ask her friend to come by and see her and the kids as well. SO I think we will just BBQ burgers or something and have fun.

I cleaned my apartment from top to bottom this evening. Ughhhhh I couldn’t stand it any longer. It wasn’t that bad to anyone but me. I changed all the linens throughout the house on my tables and washed my lampshades and stuff. I have some antique lamps on my nightstands that have plastic shades with lace covers on them. I am going to make some more lace covers those are just way to faded and old. I will keep them because they are the original ones but they will be put in the trunk! Misha (my dog) decided she wanted to chase the vacuum and the broom while I was cleaning. She usually does not do that at all. I told her to go lay on the bed so she did.

I was going through an old diary I had a longtime ago and was reading some stuff. There was this poem that I had posted as my favorite poem back in 2000. It is so not how I feel now, but anyways I was going to post it. I looked to see if I could find where it came from and all I found was author unknown. One I found this girl had her name on it but oh well… AUTHOR UNKNOWN will work.

The Paintbrush

I keep my paintbrush with me,
Wherever I may go,
In case I need to cover up,
So the real me doesn’t show.

I’m so afraid to show me to you,
Afraid of what you’ll do,
That you might laugh or say mean things,
I’m afraid I might lose you.

I’d like to remove all of my paint coats,
To show you the real, true me,
But I want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.

Now my coats are all stripped off,
I feel naked, bare and cold,
And if you still love me with all that you see,
You’re my friend pure as gold.

I need to keep my paintbrush with me,
And hold it in my hand.
I want to keep it handy,
In case somebody doesn’t understand.

So please protect me, my dear friend
And thanks for loving me true.
But I need to keep my paintbrush with me,
Until I love me too.

My favorite poem….then maybe I can truly hide if I keep my paintbrush handy. Just fade away….

Anyways hugs to all and have a great evening or whatever it is wherever you may be