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Dreams of 'Feeling Good about Ourselves'

2008-10-17T12:08:00.000-07:00

Feel good about yourself.
When you feel good, you look good.
People are attracted to and feel comfortable with people who respect themselves.
Liking yourself and respecting yourself doesn't mean you are conceited, it just shows others that you care about your body.
A fun, light personality makes everyone comfortable.
Be yourself, be warm to others, and feel great.
Soon enough, others are bound to notice.

This was the Beauty Tip on my iGoogle page today. It's one of the widgets that I have there.
I should visit that site more often, my home page, it has a lot of good things on it.
These house pics are from there, as well.

Dreams of Awards

2008-10-17T10:45:00.000-07:00

This little award was given to me back in July by my friend, Prarie Rose.
There were stipulations that went along with it.
I was to award it to seven other bloggers and link to them.
The problem was not the linking, I do that a lot.
The problem was the choosing, they're so good or I wouldn't have linked to them.
I have, according to my own favorite reading, chosen the seven, (it took me long enough, I reckon).
Please don't be disappointed if you don't find the award for your blog, I do appreciate all who visit and comment on my own blog.

Dreams of Autumn

2008-10-17T09:27:00.000-07:00

Dreams of Pictures of Evening Walk

2008-10-02T16:49:00.000-07:00

For the one's who have been waiting, I'm sorry for takin' so long.
After I received another email this afternoon asking for my pictures that I sort of promised last Summer, I created a special page on my website, Sondance. I've put a slideshow of a few pictures that I took in June on my evening walk.
I've only included a few, (7), so it won't take too long to show up for the folks on dial-up.
The link to the page on my site is in the title of this post.
While you're at the site, you may enjoy viewing the new pages I've put up all over the site.
Thank you for asking.
Love you guys.

Dreams of Evening Walks

2008-06-13T01:06:00.000-07:00

Thanks so much for dropping by, I guess I'd better get on the ball and start working here again.
I just don't seem to have the time nor inclination to go on the computer as much as I used to.
When I do, it's usually just to work on pictures that I like to take when I go for my walks.
I'm mostly into sunsets as this is the time of day I usually walk.
Each one is different but I do have to be careful as I'm rural and the beasties do love to come out at night and 'sceer' me.
I used to walk or run most mornings before starting my day and evenings after the most of it was over.
A couple of years ago, I had a pretty big, (for me, we all have our intolerances), scare and just didn't go back out.
My granddaughter used to stay with me and she was always after me to walk with her but I hardly would.
Most of us are aware of the wonders that being out in nature can do for you.
Add an invigorating walk or jog and you've got the makin's of a refreshed soul and body. A must have to survive in this world.
I recently was given a used camera that you can download onto your computer and create instant pics. I really have enjoyed using this and am learning things about photography on my own that I've waited a lifetime to do.
I'm sure it doesn't replace the darkroom but it does come in a close second or third maybe.
I'll probably eventually post some in a slideshow on one of my sites.
I hope all of my friends are having a wonderful season, whatever it may be for you.
We're at the beginning of Summer, not official yet, but already somewhat hot.

Dreams of Freedom

2008-05-25T09:39:00.000-07:00

May 30th ~ Memorial Day
On this day we celebrate those who have fought and died in the wars to bring about and protect our freedom.
God bless our USA, Amen.

Dreams of Mother's Day

2008-05-10T12:46:00.000-07:00

Dreams of Trying

2008-05-04T01:32:00.000-07:00

"It's easy to keep trying when you're winning but heroes are those who keep trying even when despair and defeat are staring them in the face."

Dreams of Poetry

2008-04-27T08:06:00.000-07:00

Did you know that there's an actual study of poetry?
Who'd a thunk it?!
I mean that there's actual sophisticated lingo about the putting down of words in a pretty much rhythmic manner!
Since I had put down the little story about the lanyard, (people are telling me that that is just a common word where they come from, huh? (I must hang with educated people on here)
I decided to see if I could find out something about the author, so, I Google searched him, like I do with just about everybody and everything that comes to mind. I have no life.
Come to find out, that really was a poem like the friend who sent it to me, had said.
The man who wrote it was an actual Poet Laureate for the United States and is now one for New York State.
I've been writing for most of my life (failing to write most of my really good thoughts and songs in my head, like most of us probably do) and would sometimes think that something would sound poetic but since it didn't rhyme, or even sound rhythmic, I didn't realize that it was an actual poem.
I just love poetry and have a few of the one's that I've written over the years on my website, Sondance, a very poetic name, if I say so, myself.
I guess I'm a poet and didn't know it, like the old saying goes. (My feet show it, they're Longfellow's).
If I'm doing this, unbeknownst to my own self, think of the million's that are secret poets, unrecognized by the world!
Poets of America and of the World, rise up and let your stanza's or lack thereof, be heard!
We need a little more beauty in our world!
I used to be related to a young man who did siding on houses. When he'd finished, he would write a little poem on a corner of the house and sign it. I was astounded, I wouldn't have thought that he had it in him, to be frank, he was a great one for the outdoors and just didn't seem literary, at all.
They were pretty deep for such a small space, too.
Maybe one day, he'll go around to all of those houses and cut out the piece where his work is posted and put it on display, just to prove to everybody that he actually did it!
Webster:
poem: a composition in verse; lofty or imaginative writing or artistic expression.
poet: one who writes poems or is capable of lofty artistic expression.
So there you go, we're all a little poetic, now, aren't we?

Dreams of Good Gravy

2008-04-27T00:09:00.000-07:00

I sometimes read a blog where the author seems to have a fascination with gravy. Who knows??
Anyhow, I was just reading it and suddenly the memory of my first gravy came to mind.
I was very young and was going to make gravy for supper for my 'Okie' husband who loves it more than anything and was lucky to have it when he was growing up, they were so poor, I'm not funnin' you.
I got the cook book that I had and honest to goodness, I went word for word by the recipe.
Being more than 40 years ago, I don't remember the exact ingredients but I do remember it called for something like a cup of flour to just a little grease.
It was just the awfullest, lumpiest stuff that you'd ever not want to eat.
My husband's brother in law was visiting us with his younger son and he got up and diligently taught me how to make gravy the way his own Mother and Wife did it.
To be frank, gravy is about as hard for me to make as pie crusts, which is really something unless you're in the habit, which I haven't been in many years.
When Paul put the milky, smooth, gravy on the table, my husband set mine aside in preference to the new gravy.
I actually got upset, as a bride does, and called him a traitor.
I didn't grow up eating gravy the way these people did, we only did brown gravy on rice, mashed potatoes, and the like (I hadn't even liked it up to then), and it took me a while to get the hang of cooking and eating it, as it did with everything else these 'furiner's' did, who thought I had a cute accent.
Accent?! Haay! I'm a Loozeeanna gurl! We don't have ak'sense!
Whenever I see this particular family, the gravy story invariably gets retold, with embellishments, of course. You can't hardly keep telling the same story without throwing in something new to make it more interesting, now, can you?