Life is hard when you’re pretty…*sigh*

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While all the other girls have put away their Halloween costumes, Babs here has decided to keep the look going.

Red and General Disarray came by to pay their respects and she isn’t having it. She’s just sitting in the rocking chair showing off. None of the other girls will talk to her. As my Momma would say, ” She’s putting on airs.” If you’re Southern you know what that means. Thinking she’s better than the other hens, which she is not. She poops out an egg every morning just like the rest of them, and trust me it isn’t any cleaner than the rest.

Babs has always thought she was the favorite. Especially after Vicki committed suicide by standing in the middle of the road when the trucks came to pave. And now that she knows they make sparkly clothes for pretty little chicks like her she has gotten quite uppity.

She keeps pecking at the mudroom window wanting to chat, but I’m sorry, you need to go apologize to the others for thinking you were all that and a bag of grit! Pretty is as pretty does and all that shit, so you might want to get down and eat a little crow.  And OU Boy needs to stop feeding her ego telling her how pretty she is and how big her eggs are.

Enabling. Tsk,Tsk…..

xx Patricia

Knocking on Winter’s Door This Morning

It got cold in a quick hurry yesterday. And this morning started out in the high 30’s or so. Whatever, it is cold! Today’s tea is the Harney & Sons Pumpkin Spice. I added a shake or   two of Pumpkin Pie Spices into the warmed and frothed Almond Milk and got this really good latte’.

Honestly I wasn’t sure if the addition of the milk would overwhelm the tea, as it is a light tea, but nope it warmed all the way to the tips of my toes. So that one is a big yes for me.

Not much exciting going on here. Still working on the SAT test book and trying my son’s patience. This morning he butt called me and I’m hearing what sounds like him on a run in leaves. So I’m yelling into the phone,” Are you okay? Are you in danger? Have you been kidnapped and need to be rescued? Hello???” All I got was a text saying ” Sorry Mom, no worries”.

Does it seem like I’m procrastinating? Yeah, I have to clean out the fridge today. I have a tendency to put things in there and forget them. Best to get it over with. I should probably light a Lady of Guadalupe candle first. I think she’s the saint of disgusting things.

Stay Warm. Stay Safe. Take care of yourself and enjoy a cup of tea! Or clean your fridge, the candles are at the market.

xx Patricia

In A Monday State of Mind…but there’s Tea!

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Good Monday morning all of you wordsmiths! I’m on my fourth cup of tea. Just regular breakfast tea. It’s gray and gloomy again. I am getting my bum kicked with this idiotic time change. It’s the one reason I would consider moving to Arizona so I would never have to wonder what time it is.

I pretty much go to bed at the same time every night and last night totally messed me up so I just went to bed anyway. My internal body clock is set so I’m just going to ignore that time change.

This has been a difficult week-end for our family. And it’s really difficult to talk about but you already know I have no filter so here goes. OU Boy’s 13-year-old sister overdosed and is now in hospital.Apparently these kids just toss pills in a baggie and you get what you get. She lives in a town so tiny they have 1 cop and 1 stop sign. The school is 2 doors down from her house. The things we’ve found out this weekend have left us shattered, scared and angry.

As for all the other kids, well the police have their names and who had what. I understand this is a tiny town and there isn’t a lot to do. Seriously there are no stores. But where the heck are the parents? You have teens and you lock up your meds. You don’t have to be a genius to know that. Bad things happen to people who pass out or overdose. People do things they shouldn’t and you end up on the internet.

I wish she wasn’t going through this. I wish OU Boy wasn’t going through this. But we are. And we will deal with it. Even if it means we have a 13-year-old residing in our guest room. I’m still pretty angry at the parents. This girl has no job but has an I-phone. She’s wearing totally inappropriate clothing. So who buys this stuff? Not her! That’s what bothers me the most. When did saying NO to a child become so horrifying? The one good thing happened yesterday when her mom asked OU Boy to handle this. And handle it he will.

So there you go. That was our week-end. I have a feeling this is going to be a long journey for all of us. And I’m going to need a lot more tea. And anxiety meds!

xx Patricia   Thanks for listening. Any advice?

Hello Sunday! You’re looking good!

 

Morning Y’all! I am happy to report no gloomy morning! Sun is shining bright in the blue sky.

All of our college teams pulled out the win yesterday so the only Okies crying today are the Stillwater crowd. So close. It was just a fun football day all around.

I will be reading all day. I am reading Ripley’s new cozy mystery coming out this month and listening to Ed Sheerhan while proofing the Biology section of the new SAT study guide.

I hope everyone has gone and voted on Goodreads. I know it’s hard because there was a lot of good material out there this year.

I do want to give a big I Love You to OU Boy! Yesterday, in all of this talk of sexual assault and harassment, he went toe to toe with one and for myself, his baby sister, and our beautiful grand daughters, as well as our nieces I can say I have never been prouder of any man. You want to get to one of his girls, you go through him. And seriously no one should attempt that. Thank you love! Mad respect for you.

xx Patricia     Enjoy your Sunday.

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The Book of Tea by Kakuzo Okakura

Teaism has shaped all aspects of Japanese life. The simplicity of tea infuses Japanese architecture and art, as well as its spiritual institutions. Okakura Kakuzo’s book-length essay about tea and its role in Japanese culture was written in English and intended for the Western reader.

This book isn’t just a tea history lesson, but a human history lesson as well as the divide between East vs West in the tea battles.

Beautifully written taking us from the beginning of Teasim, the Asian philosophy and lessons on being in the moment. How tea shaped art, architecture, and philosophy.

The writing is turn of the century British, by a Japanese writer.

A beautiful book that shows us what role tea played and is still playing in our lives. If you have a tea obsessed person in your tribe, this would be a lovely gift.

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xx Patricia  Happy Saturday Boys and girls!

It was a dark and gloomy day….

Good Morning! I am not at all sure what is going on outside. It’s cold. But it’s also drizzling and gray. Gloomy, which makes for perfect tea and reading day.

I seriously needed this day of rain and gloom. I may have overextended myself on some books and I do not need the distraction of the sun or children playing outside. I need to read this stuff. I’m going to be in bed with a book and this lovely Earl Grey London Fog Latte’ that I made myself! My mouth is very happy.

Yesterday I was reading. In the tub, but you should always just assume that’s where I am. And no, the door bell didn’t ring but the phone did. It was the nurse scheduling my pre-op tests and measurements. 3 weeks. And I had to get out of the tub and tip toe into the kitchen where the big calendar lives to check dates. However I had not opened any  drapes or blinds so no one got their boxers in a wad.

After the call I got a bit anxious. I guess because it went from “We’ll call you with the date”, to “It’s a go and here’s your date.” I’ll admit I shed a few tears and then reminded myself that my surgeon is top in the country and I trust him 100%. Then I realized I need to refresh my summer tan before I climb on the operating table. I mean if I must have people ogle me while I’m snoring I need to be on top of my game. I can just imagine the conversation. ” Wow, that is one complicated eye surgery!” ” Yes it is Doctor Smart, but she sure does have a great tan and pedicure!”.

So for 3 weeks I can stress and work myself up and do damage to my body with the stress or I can ignore it the way I do most things. Yep, let’s try number 2.

Tonight cousin Emberly, who is also seven, is holding a fundraiser for families in Houston and her mommy Aunt Jessie has made enormous amounts of Grandma Laura’s famous Butter Cookies, which I ordered 6 dozen of. Those yummy nuggets of deliciousness will go into the freezer for over the holidays when company stops by and look! (gasp) homemade cookies!

  My Earl Grey London Fog Latte’ and my mutant eyeball gum. Courtesy of Harney & Sons Victorian London Fog.

xx Patricia    Have a peaceful Friday and enjoy some tea and cookies!

Tea With The Anxiety Fairy

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Well when I woke up this morning and up until this very minute I thought it was Friday. I”m also a time zone behind so who knows what’s next?

Let’s start with a cup of tea. This morning I’m going to my stand by English Breakfast Tea by Tazo. I’ve tried others. But this one does the job for me.

So as you know I am waiting impatiently for the nurse to call and schedule another eye surgery. I made the mistake of looking into cataract surgery when you have someone else’s cornea still being held in place with 11 sutures. That explained why we can’t do laser. And then the Anxiety Fairy strode right in and kicked my ass for about 4 straight hours. I really didn’t want to send her away with the magic pill. So I tried something else. Laughter.

OU Boy: ” Listen to this thing I taped on my phone last night.

Me: Ok

Him: Plays audio of snoring.

Me: That’s not snoring, it’s growling. I growl in my sleep.

Him: Uh,  no, that is straight up snoring.

Me: I don’t appreciate you smearing my good name. Why are you even here?

I’m pretty sure he did it to get back at me for an honest mistake I made Monday. I’m in the tub reading and the doorbell rings. I shouted hang on and wrapped myself in a towel, thinking Well it’s just OU Boy and it was not. It was the handyman come to fix my closet doors. I unlocked the door and yelled, “Wait for a 10 count and then come on in, I was in the tub”. He did and I quickly put a robe on over the towel. He fixed the closet and left.

When I told OU Boy he was nowhere near amused. More like furious. “Who does that?” Well apparently I do so other people must do it too. So last night when he left his parting words were ” I don’t give a damn who rings this doorbell. Do. Not. Answer. The. Door.

Aye, Aye oh Captain. I would say sorry but I have been  waiting on this guy to repair my closet door for a long time and I wasn’t going to miss getting it done.

I was making a butternut and white bean soup last night and asked him to cut the squash open for me. He did and then volunteered to gut them. He will never make that mistake  again. We were gagging over the sink and laughing so hard. OU Boy said “OH F***, I’m imagining Cynthia in the compost heap with this crap. More balls than we have!”.

By the way the soup was delish! And then I realized, I had no idea where little Miss Anxiety Fairy had gone to. But the important thing is she wasn’t at my house any longer! We had laughed her right out of the house.

I was grateful. And Gratitude brings miracles you can’t imagine.

xx Patricia  Have a great Thursday!  Enjoy some tea! Never answer the door in a towel or Saran Wrap. Bad. Yugely. Bigly.

Hello November! Would You Like Some Tea? It’s Heavenly…

Good Morning Y’all! Waking up to a brand shiny new month is always exciting. Clean slates and all that. A beginning to what ever you desire. The sun is shining brightly this morning. It’s 48 degrees now but should be in the seventies.

I hope everyone made it through the night and no one is in a sugar coma. We never even had a kid knock on our door. So now all of that eyeball gum is mine.

    Pictures of  the seven-year old and the five-year old. Yes he is on the right. I’ll let you guess who he is.

The five-year old started Pre-K Monday. And the world wept. Okay, not the world but it was a sad day in Cowanville. No more babies. Now I’ll be reduced to smelling other people’s babies and deeply sighing.

 

Earl Grey  Have some nice Earl Grey today. It really is heavenly!

xx Patricia

Witch Better Have My Candy!

Happy Samhain, Happy Halloween, or whatever occasion you are celebrating today!

It has just been a hotbed of activity at my house today! First we had a 4.1 earthquake in the wee hours and the furniture re-arranged itself a bit. I had to get up at 8:00 a.m. this morning! (Gasp) I literally rolled out, combed my hair, brushed my teeth, put on some Uggs and a Florida State hoodie and rolled on to the Eye Institute.

Having not had but a drop of tea sustenance I may have been a bit cranky. But this relationship with Dr. D and the DMEI is the longest relationship I have ever had and I was hoping to get another stitch or two out. I even took him some of my prized white tea.

Bottom line here is I got 2 stitches out leaving 11 in. And I’m waiting on the nurse to call to schedule another surgery in November. Since I’ve been taking steroid drops for 16 months now, I’ve developed a cataract in the transplant eye. I had read this could happen so I was okay with it. Normally I am told they just laser that sucker out. Nope, not us. I can’t have a laser yet so he is doing this manually. I’ll be on my Milk of Amnesia drip so I should be fine.  But today after all the pulling and tugging I am really sore and trying to be calm Now that I’m home and have time to think about him digging in my eye Ms. Anxiety is creeping into my head. So today I think I’ll take a break and deal with that.

I hope you all have a safe night. Eat a little candy. Come by my house! I have Bubble Gum Eye Balls!

xx Patricia

BOO-Teaful Tea Pots for Halloween~

This mornings tea is brought to us by Taylor’s of Harrogate Chamomile. We seem to be having tummy upsets today so I thought it prudent to stick with a mild yet flavorful tea!

Don’t you just love these Halloween inspired tea pots? I love people with imagination and a sense of whimsy.

Well folks, it got cold. Not anywhere near the freeze that was predicted and it really is only cold at night. I had an absolutely horrible wake up call this morning. Someone was dying in my bathroom. Not the best way to wake up! Poor OU Boy was throwing up for what seemed like hours. Probably due to those Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups he downed last night along with two Nathan’s chili dogs. And when he throws up even neighbors know about it. This man makes more noise tossing his cookies than I did in labor. And that was bad. At one point my husband even asked me if I could keep it down. Yeah….he didn’t last long.

Everyone is getting ready for trick or treating. Signs are up in neighborhoods letting the little mongsters know that at 8 p.m. you better have your fill and be moving on.

I see there are quite a few churches doing the trunk or treat which I suppose is better than having little Susi knocking on doors asking for candy. As you have probably figured out by the above puking BF, we have no more candy. I do have a lovely bottle of Merlot in the cooler though, but bring your own glass.

This is my Friday so I’m going to be lazy all day. Not really…you know I’ll be reading.

xx Patricia  Here’s a little something the five-year old will love.

Loving this Athletic Heather 'Sister For Candy' Raglan Tee - Toddler & Kids on #zulily! #zulilyfinds