Monday, May 18, 2015

Regret- learning from mistakes

Make a good cake by sticking with basic recipe

I posted this on FB already, but I'm assuming not everyone is on there! lol
Felt a shift in energy the other day concerning the path of world events. It shifted the day that Iran city was taken as it was then that I felt a plan being solidified concerning the future course of events and powers that be.
I tell you for basically no reason but I tell you anyway. So. There you go.

Ok I could say more but sometimes the stuff I feel seems too fantastic. So. I just say a little bit here and there.
But I'll tell you this. There has been a plan in place (by whom or what I'm not sure but it is for evil purpose) for some time to disrupt social norms by tearing down the things that make us secure. It is like a cancer that spreads slowly over 2-3 generations eating away the fabric that holds us together. It is spread by "reasonable" lies and arrogance- we throw away what was once tried and true as outdated or foolish. Finally when the foundation is so weakened we are utterly vulnerable and can be overthrown. In other words- divide and conquer.  Diminish morality and deny power of a family unit. Diminish power of sex (a spiritual tie that binds). I'm tired of the heartache I see and I see it spreading because we have lost our way and don't even know we're lost.  It's what I see. It's not too late to regain our footing but it soon will be. I'm telling you we have been surreptitiously led to the brink. I hope we wake up soon.

Tiny irritants

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Cleaning House

I'm so very grateful for the kind words of support and also for the donations that I sometimes receive for the work I do. THANK YOU! and know I am so very grateful!

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

just more silliness

So. You know how you can walk into a room and forget why you went in there? That happens to me and obviously getting worse now that midlife (aka menopause) is upon me. 

   The other day, hubby James climbed out onto roof so that he could fix weather vane. I went outside and watched the whole thing, even posted a pic of it. When he was done, I lost interest in that and was thinking about the next project we could do.  I walked into the house and as my eyes adjusted from the light, I see what appeared to be a blurry figure, visible from waist down, at top of steps. I freaked out a little as, naturally, I assume it is a ghost. (like what else could it be) I continued watching, expecting it to disappear, as ghosts often do, but instead it slowly came into focus. I thought... “oh, it's just my son, Dusty.”  Then I thought.. “No, Dusty is not here!” I realize now, there is a MAN STANDING IN MY HOME AT TOP OF STAIRS! I yelled out… WHO ARE YOU, WHAT ARE YOU DOING as I ran INTO the front door, bounced back and made another dive for it. Before I could grab the handle, however, I sort of fell onto the side of the recliner, which was fine, as I felt I was fixing to faint.  As I was gasping for air, I hear a man’s voice, saying, “ange??” and realize it is James calling me from atop of the stairs… where he had been standing after coming back in from the roof!!!  And yes, I knew he had went out that way. It’s a sad commentary on my diminishing mental faculties.  Life at the Moore’s continues. J
Here is a recent facebook post that I thought I would share... I may lose all your respect when you see this side of me, lol. But I'm posting it anyway, and more to come most likely.  :)
So we come out of the dollar store and head for my car, which U notice is dirtier than I remember from just this morning. James​ opens the back door and starts loading the packages. I open driver door only to notice my chihuahuas were missing. I'm in a panic as I am thinking they were stolen. I notice that for some bizarre reason that niece Lisa's ornamental Lea is hanging from the mirror. Confusion and fear sets in-- where are my dogs!! Then slowly slowly it connects in my mind-- heck this is not our car!! It's just some random black car! James, I say- this is not our car!! So he commenced to grabbing stuff (hopefully just our stuff) and throwing in back in buggy and was halfway across parking lot before I could get the car door closed and start running too. Hope the owner didn't see all that! Life at the Moore's