Wordless Wednesday.

 

Today's Musing.

 

The Painting.

Awhile ago I noticed that there was a new painting up on the wall in the hallway( seen here) replacing the Jesus picture that used to hang there and I know enough about art (I studied it for 6 years) to know it was hand-painted, as opposed to a store-bought replica, and at first I thought it was from the 21 YR old because her paintings look kind of like that and it had that "familiar" look so I asked the 17 YR old about it and she said the second-oldest painted it!  It's interesting to note as well that all of the girls have talent in art; painting or drawing(or both) and one is also gifted at the piano as well and was already at grade 10 level ( teaching level!) at piano when she was still a teen and the 21 YR old is also a good writer, so creativity runs in our family and as for myself I have always loved writing, drawing and sculpting and I used to also play violin and guitar and my Babushka played piano and could expertly sew, knit, and crochet and her brother was good at piano and I also have a cousin who is a good artist (also on her side) so it must be inherited? That also reminds me of the one thing I've always wanted to do but never got around to doing: to get all the art we have that's just on canvas to get them all framed some day as I think the perfect frame does alot for a painting and just brings it to "life" and makes it "shine" although the 17 YR old disagrees and thinks it should be just left as a "bare" canvas without a frame but I think that makes it looks unfinished, untouched, still waiting for that final finishing touch to make it sparkle, to highlight it.

Most of the snow had also almost all melted but then yesterday we got this good snowstorm and yet there I was.....sitting out in the middle of this massive blizzard out on my front veranda smoking a joint without a care in the world as the snow swirled all around me not a soul in sight, utterly quiet, not a sound, completely peaceful, like Stille Nacht , the Earth asleep, the kind of peace only a stoner can contemplate; it was just blissful, and I felt so free, out there all alone surrounded by nature's beauty, until a couple walked by, coughing at thesmoke, ha,. ha) and weed allows me to go to a place where I can vibrate, pulse, go inside myself, be carried away on warm waves of pain-free peace and ride along a frequency not normally accessable and to those that criticize weed even for medical use such as I use, I used to think that sex was yucky and gross too until I lost my virginity.....don't "knock" it until you've tried it; you don't know what you're missing!! 😜

Last night watching the nightly news in the dark my mother snuck into the hallway as well and  snuck a bag of chips , cheating on her diabetic diet once again and when I asked her what she was doing she lied and said checking to see if the porch light was on! She's sneaky and just like a little kid or an addict! Can you believe it? She also keep adding Coke  on the grocery list for my hubby to pick up too I keep crossing off  the list and he's even had to hide his  cans of Pepsi out of her way because she takes those,too, but at least I know my caffeine-free diet cola is safe and she won't steal that because she thinks diet pop is gross. I also remember first being called "rich" in grade 7 but being called "weird" for as long as I can remember ( and always knowing I was ugly) but I never knew I was either  of these things until someone told me; I've jusy always been me, and I read somewhere that de-cluttering is an important part of a healthy and organized life and if that's true then my life must be one of chaos and dis-array, and even if I thanked God every single second of every single day for all of eternity it would still never be enough to show Him how thankful I am for Buddy, that sending him into my life was the best  thing that ever happened to me and exactly what I needed; someone to love me, and of all the things that could have been I wish I was happy....that,and pretty.

 

Daily Truth.

 

The Plumbers.

Yesterday morning 2 plumbers came to check out and see what the problem was why our washing machine wasn't draining. They were only here about 30 minutes or so but they were able to find the problem: the drilled down into the drain pipe  25 feet and threaded their new 2 week-old cable down and found where the problem was: are you ready for it?.......

tree roots!!

Yup, it was tree roots! Tree roots had grown into the drain pipe and also ruined their new cable at the same time and they showed us the roots all twisted around as they'd pulled it back up so they somehow cleared it away and got the pipe unclogged so we can do laundry without it flooding the kitchen floor, but.... they also said that there's more;  that more of our plumbing pipes that go around part of the house also have tree roots growing into them too; that this was NOT the only  one but they can't dig and access them(it's a much bigger job and the ground is frozen since it's winter) until summer and that it costs a minimum 500$-1K depending on how extensive it is which they won't know until they start....oh,shit....yet another expense we don't have the $$$ for but whatever income-tax refund we get this year is going to have to go towards that; last year it was to pay for the rotten tree we had to get cut down; it's always something every  year; it always has to go to pay for some repair or other house expense; we never have any "extra" $$$$ to save or to use for something fun. Even this plumbing call cost 200$ we have no idea where the $$$ is going to come from ( they automatically charge 75$ for the call even before they do anything) and as soon as they left I tried to do a load of laundry but it wouldn't work and I thought to myself, Oh, f*ck, what now? This is all I need! and I tried a few times and I never got any water and then my mother said maybe they forgot to turn the water back on before they left and I, of course, have no idea where that even is or how to turn it on so I called my hubby and he checked and sure enough that's all it was, thank God and he turned it back on and it worked; we were worried we'd have to call the plumbers back again!

I also notice as well at times Buddy makes wheezing sounds when he's breathing and sometimes even sounds like he has a stridor so maybe in his old age he has lung issues(like I do) or perhaps heart issues, or maybe both, and I haven't had any more of those chest pains but the abdomenal pain is still there and the arthritis pain is back again after not being too bad for awhile, and I saw on the news last night too the news cameraman was approached by the cops as he was setting up his equipment to cover an anti-mask protest downtown in Toronto and he was threatened with being arrested under the State of Emergency saying the media is not an "essential service" ( even though it has been deemed as such) and he shouldn't be out and has to leave immediately or be arrested( he was wearing a mask BTW and there was no one else in sight; it was an hour before the protest was to begin) and they just don't want people to know about the protest, trying to censor  the news coverage ,proving what a Police State it really has  turned into, that I was right all along and with the protest maybe finally some people are also finally starting to open their eyes and see it now,too, and I bet even with the vaccine they'll still somehow find a way to keep denying our rights and freedoms and the mask mandates and the lockdowns will still continue on they'll just keep making up more and more "excuses" to keep us in compliance and submission; it will probably never  go away and go back to normal the way it used to be; they'll keep finding new "reasons" to keep it because once they take your freedom away they don't give it back.

10 THINGS I'LL NEVER DO:

1.Move to Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria, or North Korea.

2. Go to a sports event or country music concert.

3. Eat dog meat.

4. Worship Satan.

5. Vote Liberal.

6. Give up chocolate, music, or weed.

7. Wear a thong.

8. Have an abortion.

9. Make a bomb joke at the airport.

10. Find love.

 

Art Lesson.

Transformaciones  by Perez Cetis.

 

Thought For Today.