And so it ends, on this All Hollow’s Eve, the write thirty-one day challenge, or as I deemed it-thirty-wonderful days of writing.
But was the write thirty-one day challengewonderful? Not the entire time. Yes, I got a lot of practice in writing my blog and had to stretch myself and dig deep. But did I dig too deep? Stretch myself too far?
Writing thirty-one blog posts in thirty-one days was hard and I actually failed the challenge.
Two years ago, tomorrow, Danni and I left on an adventure across the globe, all by ourselves, to go see Cameron. It is still one of my favorite trips and I think of the fun time the three of us experienced together often.
Cameron was attending Texas Tech University and was doing a study abroad. She left in early September, all by herself without knowing a soul, flew to London, where she joined other college students to study.
She attended Kingston University, southwest London, about a thirty minute train ride outside of London. The university was founded in 1899. She stayed in a dorm with three other dormmates–boys and girls. A few of them did not speak English. She luckily had a bedroom and bathroom all her own.
When we were in San Francisco, there was a lovely man who owned a little sidewalk flower shop in the neighborhood of North Beach. (right down the street from the gelato shop!) We stopped and bought flowers from him and I am so glad we did.
He was an Italian and had a lovely accent and was so happy when Mark told him to keep the change. He hugged Mark and gave Danni and I a long stem rose each. It was a nice moment that I won’t forget.
One should constantly be growing and learning and I believe I am. I have grown into a person who loves life. I love so many things around me. Waco is one of those things.
Sometimes I feel like I not only have found my words but also my eyes.
Or do I now see Waco for the beauty it is because I now write and I am always looking for stories?
I see beauty all around me in the simplest things. I write about all those things on my blog and also, occasionally I get to write about those Waco things for the paper I write for, The Hometown News and for The Groove Entertainment Magazine.
I am not much of a morning person. It’s not that I wake up grouchy-I just don’t like to wake up early. In fact, I loathe it. I hate an alarm. I hate getting right out of bed and into the shower. Those things make me not happy.
“Opportunities are like sunrises. If you wait too long, you will miss them.” -William Arthur Ward
But when I do get up early, I get to enjoy sunrises like the one my husband took a picture of a few weeks ago. (this feature image) I could also have more time in the day to get more things accomplished.
“Mornings well spent brings days of content,” I once said talking about writing and subject matter for writing. I botched or more like put a different spin on that quote about Sundays, but I like it and its so true.
And as I know this, I still prefer a lazy morning. At least a lazy hour. It just takes me a little bit to get going. To get thinking. To get creating.
William Blake said it simply, “Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.”
Although I prefer sleeping in a bit, Martha, being a puppy, likes to get up around 7:30 a.m. Charli and I are working on her! We have her closer to eight ‘o clock every day.
My favorite mornings consist of anything after 8:00 a.m. And puppy kisses. And coffee. But first a Dt. Coke.
I recently started liking coffee and I am slowly going from super-flavored to not-much-flavor at all. But definitely still cream. I use unsweetened almond milk. No sugar.
When its hot out, and in Texas it is hot most of the year, I like my coffee iced. When it is cold out, I like a cute mug. It’s all about the feels for me.
The pups and I wake up, go outside and start our morning. I turn the TV on NBC and whatever hour of Today that is still on. After I turn all my pretty lamps on (its mood lighting), I feed Charli, Martha and Jemma and then we go back outside to water.
Then it is coffee in-hand and I head to the office to write.
Mornings are definitely a time to get things done. Richard Whately said, “Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.” So true, Richard, so true.
What is your morning routine? What gets you going in the morning?
If I am on a diet, which I always am, or I don’t have the time to bake, I fake it.
vanilla, from Mexico
All these wonderful spices, simmering on the stove, in two cups of water, make the whole house smell of wonder.
And if I have an apple that has gone bad, I throw that in the pot, as well.
Throw caution to the wind and add some apple cider or apple juice. Experiment with different concoctions until you find your favorite. Remember to simmer, and keep an eye on it. Don’t want the liquid to boil over or dry up! Ew.
You can also do the same thing with lemon, rosemary and vanilla, simmering in water and you will get an entirely different lovely smell. William Sonoma uses this to entice people when they shop in their stores. And I believe it works.
Once upon a time, there was a sixteen-year-old girl who begged and begged for a Great Dane pup for her seventeenth birthday. The parents lived in a castle (notreally) with five dogs (only two inside) and six cats (all outside) already and the parents didn’t think they needed another dog.
The girl received a purse instead.
Fate (God) thought differently. On the daughter’s birthday weekend, someone snuck five lab-mix puppies in our backyard. After finding homes for all but one special black pup (our Jemma), the daughter kinda got her wish.
Jemma was not a Great Dane but she was a cute puppy.
Fast forward five years and another birthday wish (this one granted), and a Great Dane named Tegan came into our life.
Cameron, Danni and I headed off on an adventure to East Texas to pick up this already enormous pup. That was a fun day that won’t be soon forgotten. On the way, we tried to think of names for the newest member of our family. Although there were some great names thought up (Big Sandy), Tegan was the name of choice.
Tegan was loved instantly.
We, as you may know, are a weenie dog family. Jemma is an honorary weenie dog and Tegan soon became one, also.
Have you ever seen the movie The Ugliest Dachshundby Walt Disney? Dean Jones and Suzanne Pleshette play a suburban couple who are also a weenie dog family. The husband, Mark, takes in a Great Dane pup and falls in love and there is much mischief in the house, all blamed on the Dane and (can’t believe Iam saying this) but clearly all the weenie dogs fault. Highly recommend this movie, if…
1) you like dogs
2) you love weenie dogs
3) you like old Dean Jones movies and
4) you like Great Danes.
Back to Tegan…
When Tegan was just a wee little big pup, she would play with Charli and be very gentle (or as gentle as she could be). They would play tug-of-war and yes, Tegan would always win. Charli was a mighty Dackel but Tegan was almost always mightier.
She thinks she is human. She thinks she can get on my couch and take up the whole thing. She thinks she needs crackers when Marky-Mark is eating a snack. She thinks she is little like the weenie dogs, except when she is barking and then she stands big and tall, and looks mighty like a Dane.
You could definitely describe her as great.
Great big head. Her big ‘ol head is my most favorite part of her. She has legs for days and a tail that causes trouble. T stands for Trouble.
Tegan has a lot of great nicknames, as well. The one most used is a simple T. And then there is T-pain. Teebee. Teebeer. Mrs. Teebeeweeberson. And Weeber, just to name a small few.
Tegan has a look and it says, “Whatttt??” This look cracks me up every time!
Tegan is a sweetheart. She and Cameron are in love. Tegan is very attached to Cameron and Cameron is attached to her. I’ve never been more happy about a gift I’ve given than this one. She protects Cam with her big ferocious bark (although she is all bark and no bite). She provides entertainment and companionship. And makes a pretty good pillow.
Tegan loves the weenteam. She will get down on her belly, on their level, kind of, and play very gently with them. They love her and she loves them.
When Tegan comes to Deedee’s and Marky-Mark’s house (that’s what she callsus), she gets so excited. Have you ever seen a Dane zoomie? It is a thing. You have to get out of her way and let her go. She runs around the yard, about 90 mph, and takes out anything in her way.
We love our sweet big grandpup. I love to have Cameron and Tegan (and Winston, the kitty) come to visit us from Austin. Our house shrinks the moment Tegan walks in, but that’s ok. We don’t mind.
Cameron loves her pup and that pup loves Cameron. And they will live happily ever after.
love and blessings~dd
*to read more about my love of all things Dachshund, click here
If you pray every time you are down, every time you are worried, every time you feel like there is no way out-you will definitely find your way out.
God will lead you out of that dark garden. He led me. I never faltered. I never doubted Him. I never left Him. I never complained to Him. And I certainly never asked Him why.
Jesus answered him, “You do not understand now what I am doing, but you will understand later,” -John 13:7
I was led out of that dark garden, into the roses and given a box of chocolate.
Ask God to help you. He will deliver. It may take ten years, but He will see you through.
God can do anything, you know–far more than you could ever imagine, or guess, or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around, but by working within us, His Spirit deeply and gently within us.”-Ephesians 3:14-21
I have the love of my husband and my family and I love them more than life, here on Earth anyway. I am so thankful and my life is so full of blessings. It was then, too, I had my family and we were healthy. We were safe.
I hope for you a box of chocolates. If you are having trouble finding yours; ask Him, He knows. After all, you were never promised a rose garden. There’s got to be a little rain sometime.