I am currently lying on my Mom’s couch watching Ina Garten make tomatoes and gruyere into culinary heaven.
On this Father’s Day, I’m thankful for my elderly Mom. She is getting on in years, but she’s still concerned enough to make blankets for the homeless who find themselves in need come winter. She’s telling me a story of how she prayed to the Virgin Mary when she delivered each of her children. She says it went something like this: ” Hail MARY, full of GRACE!!!”
I’m also grateful for my girl Joulie. She’s learned a lot this year. I’m taking an inventory and realize she was living in quite a neglected state. This year she’s been house trained, learned to sit, stay, and is learning to use a ramp. She’s still working on not barking at every noise. Yesterday she hung out in my housemate Nick’s apartment and behaved! She’s also up to normal weight.
I’m always grateful for where I live
I’ve since left this post and am now returning to it. Ran a few errands and am still at Mom’s house. I’m happy that I was able to straighten out my house some last night. Also that accupuncture helped with back pain. I’m always so grateful for relief and the ability to walk. It’s an amazing thing when you think about it….walking and our ability to be independently moving and self sustaining….in most cases anyway…can you tell I came in on a documentary of spiritualism and Buddhism?
Art is awesome and Im grateful for gifts of art. The mask is a gift from Puerto Rico and my niece drew the rose with colored pencil on vellum.
And the art of nature…
Lastly, Thanks Val for this week’s cue word for Six Sentence Stories…
See you Thursday!