Snowy in Nebraska

Today, it looks, feels, smells, and sounds as if it’s winter. The wind is freezing on your cheeks, blowing snow into your face and everywhere. Drivers backed traffic up for who knows what reason. The howling of the wind, the frozen air in your lungs, and frozen hands on your face, are enough to make us wish for Florida or Arizona. This weather can be great once the wind calms and the road crews sand and salt the streets. I love how the bare trees look with snow stuck on them. Days like these a gas fireplace is welcoming. A good book is not far away.

This isn’t even the bad part.

A heart full of gratitude helps a person become more aware of their surroundings, and in tune with the world. Makes sense to me. I have a sign hung at eye level so I can’t help but read it when I leave the bedroom. It reminds me to begin each day with a grateful heart. I smile when I look at it. I make a much longer list of gratitude than I do of complaints. Even on the crummy days. I get grumpy, though. The Babe can confirm.

After coffee and a nice hot shower, the day is a blank page on days I don’t have to take my mom to appointments. Today, I had my eyes examined. I ordered new glasses that will block the blue from computer screens. It is better for your health. The blue enters the retina and reduces melatonin. Melatonin is what you need to get a good night’s sleep. That should help tremendously. I look at screens a lot, but not as much as when I was programmer/systems/analyst.

Tomorrow I think we don’t even need to leave the house. I need to get back to plotting my plan of action for re-writing my book. Life has gotten in the way this week, but I should be ready for a couple good days of work coming up. One thing I know needs to be re-learned, and that is that after a “.” you only leave one space, not two. It is no longer necessary, and it ages the typist/writer. Funny how things change. Did you know when the typewriter was first invented they thought it too complicated for a woman to operate. Men were the typists. Go figure!

Thank you for reading today. I appreciate it very much. I’ll be here tomorrow, and hope you will be, too.

Thankful Friday

It has been a whirlwind week.

Dan is better after his surgery Monday. He is a work in progress.

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I hope you can view this. If you have FB you can.

Yesterday, there was a terrible apartment fire in Omaha. And it destroyed the building and contents. And my oldest son lives there. He just came home from work and saw his home up in flames. I cannot imagine how he felt then. Fire has always been a fear of mine. Thank God he was not injured. His roommate is ok, too.

Sunday is his 48th birthday. He is an incredible man. He is always upbeat. He has a lot of friends because he is a great friend. People like him. He is a fiercely loyal and dedicated worker. Employers have always wanted to have 30 more just like him. I’m proud of him.

He is a person who is very contented with his life. His hobby of collecting comics, Pop figures, and other cool stuff is his entertainment. He’s happy. Very few people are this way.

This was my Frankie, at about three years old. We grew up together, and I’m so grateful to be his mom. A couple of prayers for him and my husband will be greatly appreciated.


He always lands on his feet. I know he will go on and rebuild his life. He had much more when he first left home. He said this is much worse than just starting over. Right now, aside from his car, he has the clothes on his back. Period.

Special thanks to the Red Cross for their Aid. The 50 people who were displaced by this horrible fire are grateful for a place to stay. They are grateful for waking up today.

Thank you for reading. I’m grateful for being able to write about things. It helps.