Stella

No...this isn't a blog about Marlon Brando or A Street Car Named Desire. It's about Stella, a nice lady living in a nursing home and I'm not sure why. She's probaby pushing 80 but so what. Each morning she takes her shower, dresses, and applies her makeup - complete with powder foundation and lipstick. (You never know who'll meet around the next corner!)
At what age do you really feel old? I like to believe that age is still a state of mind. Have you ever known someone who was old before their time? Or someone who didn't act their age?? I have a great group of girlfriends that I've known since grade school. When we're together we have no concept of age. I wonder why everyone can't be like that. But then again - this is a double standard between the sexes. I don't want my husband acting like a 18 year old....

Puppy Power!

Another pic of long-tongue Lucy and dinky Daisy, with personalities that are polar opposites! more later...

Blogging takes effort

Picture me singing Neil Sedaka's 'Breaking Up is Hard to Do'.....only change the words to "Blogging is hard to do". Okay it's not hard - it just takes effort. Cris - cut me a little slack. I'm the busiest person I know. :)

I've been going back and forth to the hospital checking on my mother-in-law, Doris. She fell on Sunday and broke a hip. She's a very active lady and it's hard to keep her down in the hospital bed. Her fall ocurred when she was out on a bike ride and decided to get off her bike and walk it up a hill. Pansi, her Yorkie puppy, was in the front basket when it happened. Pansi is fine - better than fine - she's staying at our house with little Daisy and Lucy. I'll try to get a picture of all 3 and post it soon. Doris can't wait to get back on her bike.

My bead store is slowly adding products to the cyber store. http://www.beadhavenbeads.com
That takes a lot of time when I doing it mainly by myself. Mom has been helping take some pics.

I could write a ton of stuff that I think about when laying in bed at night....but now everything is eluding me. Ugh!