Archive | February, 2015

Friday: Friends Who Play Together Stay Together and Throw Clay at Each Other

21 Feb

“It is a happy talent to know how to play.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson
You know what’s even more fun than playing all day? Well, I’ll tell you. It’s playing with your good friends, sharing food, ideas, chatting, and learning new things.

Yesterday was a fun play day for me. It started out with an exhilarating Zumba class with Diane, a long walk in the chilly afternoon, dinner with my friend, Lynne, and a fun clay class in the evening with friends.

(L to R) Wendolin, Sherry, instructor Laura, Terree and Lynne.
Several girlfriends met at SPARC, a fantastic artist facility that offers pottery and many other art classes in the historic district of McKinney. Laura Canfield guided us through several clay hand building, glazing, carving, and playing with clay techniques. We are all artists, but none of us experienced in clay or pottery. It’s always fun to create something new and broaden our horizons. And no, we really didn’t throw clay at each other. Maybe next time.

What I love about the art community in McKinney is that so many talented people offer to share their talents and experience with others. We learn so much from each other, but most importantly, we have so much fun. We have become good friends.

Here are some of our playing with clay photos. Thanks Laura.

My 3 tiles on the left and Sherry’s trees on the right.


We all worked on some larger projects. I forgot to take pictures of them all, but here is the cross I made. It has to dry and be fired. Now, how to glaze???


“It is a happy talent to know how to play.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson


Theme Song Thursday: Do Not Pass Me By

19 Feb

Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you.
~Carl Sandburg
Routines and regiments are a good thing. If you have something to look forward to EVERY day, then life won’t pass you by, so I try to keep busy.

I love Tuesday and Thursday. Those are my Zumba days at the YMCA. Of course, I missed last Tuesday because my upper crown of my tooth popped out and I spent most the day at the dentist. Today, jumped put of bed, looking forward to an exhilarating class, and it was. Sometimes I take a quick video, but then the music makes me move and I end up bouncing and jumping around, then my camera work isn’t too steady.

After Zumba, I came home, went for a long chilly walk, made some cupcakes. I’m going to a fun “PLAY WITH CLAY” class at SPARC with Laura Canfield. That’s not what it’s called, but that’s what I call it.

There are so many things I want to do and learn. I don’t want life to pass me by. I want to be running along side of it.

Cupcakes for clay class.


Don’t let life pass you by, no matter how fast it’s zipping past.

Wednesday:Words of Wisdom~ Ashes to Ashes

19 Feb

Without peace, all other dreams vanish and are reduced to ashes.
~Jawaharial Nehru
I did something I haven’t done in quite a few years. I went to 5 o’clock Mass for Ash Wednesday. Going to church on Sunday has been very uplifting, but today I needed a little something extra. When I called Mom this morning, she asked me, “Why do we put ashes on our foreheads?” So, I looked it up on Google. There were a lot of explanations, but basically it’s to remind us we came from ashes, we return to ashes. There’s a lot more, but that’s my take on it.

When I arrived at St. Gabriel’s, I assumed it wouldn’t be very crowded at 5 pm because everyone would be at work. It was packed, even more than on Sunday, many familiar faces. I knelt down with my usual prayer in my head. “Thank you Lord for you strength, and getting me through each day.”

The strange part, well, maybe not strange as much as emotional part was that I also prayed, “I’m still in pain, still angry, I can’t forgive. PLEASE change my heart.” I used those words. “Change my heart.” Then the opening song started. I grabbed my pamphlet, turned to the opening song, and started to sing along. The song was, “Change our Hearts.” I didn’t see that coming.

Tears started streaming down my face. A sign? You know that old saying, “If you’re looking for a sign, this is it.” The signs are always there, it’s just hard to see when your eyes are full of tears. Anyway, I just kept singing, wiping away my tears in between stanzas. I was singing. I was happy. I was sad. Mass continued with dispensing of ashes, Communion, and more singing. I went home feeling stronger. It was a good day!

Rory Cooney

Change our hearts this time,

your word says it can be.

Change our minds this time,

your life could make us free.

We are the people your call sets apart.

Lord, this time change our hearts.

Verse 1.

Brought by your hand to the edge of our dreams,

one foot in paradise, one in the waste.

Drawn by your promises, still we are lured

by the shadows and the chains we leave behind. But …


Verse 2.

Now as we watch you stretch out your hands,

offering abundances, fullness of joy,

your milk and honey seem distant, unreal,

when we have bread and water in our hands. But …


Verse 3.

Show us the way that leads to your side,

over the mountains and sands of the soul.

Be for us manna, water from stone,

light which says we never walk alone. And …



Without peace, all other dreams vanish and are reduced to ashes.
~Jawaharial Nehru

Tuesday Tunes in the Car Wash and Tooth Trouble

18 Feb

Be true to your teeth and they won’t be false to you.
~Soupy Sales
I woke up this morning all pumped up for my Zumba class. I finished brushing my teeth, and started to floss. Half way through the process, I heard a clink in the sink. When I looked around to see what it was…yikes…it was the crown from my upper back tooth. Great way to start your day!

The dentist’s office was able to get me in right away. After a bit of serious pain and a couple of hundred dollars later, I was back in business. It’s tough getting old. Your teeth start falling out. But hey, sometimes you can pop them back in.


On my way home, I stopped at the car wash. The sun was shining and my car was filthy. Two hours later it started pouring rain. That was kinda how my day was going. But, I always take a fun video while going through the car wash. An appropriate song was playing…”Love hurts.”

Happy Tuesday!

Montage Monday: A Week on a Peek and a Week’s Worth of Nails

17 Feb

“So when you’re cold
From the inside out
And don’t know what to do,
Remember love and friendship,
And warmth will come to you.”
― Stephen Cosgrove, Gnome from Nome
It was cold outside today! OK, not cold like…Chicago, Boston, New York, Green Bay or Alaska cold, but cold for McKinney. Saturday evening, I was sitting outside at Sweet Spot Bakery in a T-shirt, sipping iced tea and catching some rays. It was 77 degrees. Today, the high was maybe 33 or 34.

Normally, my neighbor Diane texts me the night before to say what time we are walking in the morning. She just said, “No walk for me. Too cold.” So, I did what any dedicated resolute walker would do. I didn’t set my alarm and slept in and stayed under the covers until 10 am. Ok, I’m wimpy, but let’s face it, I’ve been in Texas 11 years. I’m spoiled. But, I am from Chicago. 33 is Bermuda short weather to a native Chicagoan.

I finally slithered out from under the covers, made some hot tea, did some chores, checked my e-mail and Facebook, had lunch then bundled up like an Ewok Eskimo and went for my walk. It wasn’t too bad out, although I didn’t see any other nuts out there walking. (Neither rain, nor snow, nor gloom of day… Or whatever?)

So, here’s my week in a peek. A pink peek.

So, wherever you are, I hope you are staying warm. Hopefully Spring is on the way.

Oh yes, a weeks worth of nails, lucky pennies, and big bucks. (Saving the world from flat tires.) Remember the time a few months back, when I found a $20 bill in the street? Well, last week, I found 3 lucky pennies, a dime, and a $50 bill and a $1bill. I looked up to the heavens and said, “Thank you Lord for your generosity and the money, but, you do realize that this is only Monopoly play money, don’t you?” No response!




Sunday: Salute to Everything French- Krewe of Barkus Dog Parade

16 Feb

“Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring–it was peace.”
― Milan Kundera
When I was asked to be one of the judges for McKinney’s annual Krewe of Barkus Dog Parade, I was thrilled. I’ve gone to the parade many times, but never realized how difficult it would be to decide the winners. There were so many fun and fabulous costumes and floats. The two legged contestants/owners were just as amazing as the four legged entries.

I’ll just show you the Best of Show Winners and then a variety of other winners and entries. Too many great pictures, too little time.

Best of Show: “Let Them Eat Cake” Twinkle & Cricket, toy poodles, were pieces of cake. Kate Peabody (7) was Marie Antoinette, the adults were pastry chefs and pulled a gigantic cake.









The weather was cooperative, even though dark cloudy skies threatened rain. It was a delightful doggie day on the Square in McKinney. Thank you Blynda Christian for asking me to be a judge. Thank you Miss Kathy White from Sweet Spot Bakery for bringing me hot chocolate, and thanks to the contestants that bribed us with chocolates, candy, Mardis Gras beads, and various snacks and treats. Everyone was a winner!





Saturday Night Live or Valentines Day

15 Feb

“Different cocktails for different Saturday nights.”
― Drew Barrymore
Well, it was a beautiful McKinney morning, I went for a wonderful walk, sat in the sun a while, and went off to the Square in the evening. It was in the upper 70’s. How awesome is that! I visited with my friends at Sweet Spot Bakery. It was fun just to sit outside on the Square with Kathy, Tim, And Elizabeth and watch all the people and the world go by. It was pretty crowded, as it was Second Saturday and Valentine’s Day. I bumped into a few friends here and there. I love McKinney!

Here are some Saturday night sights on the Square.





Seeing as I have a strict policy of “No drinking and driving,” I waited until I got home to have a cocktail. I wasn’t celebrating anything special, or was I?