I had a visit from the Queen

Pictured from left: Queen Elizabeth I, a bat and Darth Vader.

I'm trying to picture this little girl saying, "I want to be the Virgin Queen for Halloween!!"

I yelled to my husband, get the camera quick!...sorry it's blurry. I suppose I should have asked for permission to take the picture from their parents. But hey, they were on my property demanding candy!

You're such a PEACH!

I said that to someone today. It occured to me that I couldn't think of any other fruit that we use instead-well, "apple of one's eye"... but we don't say, "Your such a Strawberry!" Do people call people plums? I think they do...anyway, what determines which fruit makes it?

You're such an apricot!

Am I Lazy?

I didn't use to be lazy. I'm not sure I am now---just depressed, the height of self centeredness.

Perhaps depression makes one lazy because to do anything seems meaningless. So, is life supposed to be meaningful? Heck YA! Says Napoleon. Maybe I should just get a dance lesson video.

I liked it when the kids were small. I had plenty of motivation as my life was full of "have tos" Now I have more choices, which I don't seem to be handling well. Being a good mother is honored by all. Maybe it's that I haven't found something acceptable enough to spend my energy. I'd like to think that I don't care what others think. If that's the case, then maybe I haven't found something to do that is acceptable to me.

I should clean the house but I don't care if my house is spotless anymore. This house is so big that I could spend the rest of my days cleaning and maintaining it. Meaningful?...humph... My attitude is Gloria Steinem's fault. It's gotta be, my mother's idea of a great time is cleaning-out cupboards on a saturday morning.

I know my kids, regardless of age still need mothering. Perhaps depression is thinking that things that are truly meaningful are meaningless.

Solar Houses are Old News

See this article? I found a stack of these Popular Science magazines in an antique store and bought them for my husband on Father's Day a few years ago. I think I read them more than he. This issue is December 1956. I bet the caves that faced south were the most popular.

Reading these magazines and watching the History Channel prove the fact that "...there is nothing new under the sun". Eccl. 1:9 . We think we've been the first on the moon, but how do we know?