Monday Mantra

Move-On-Know-when-to-QuitThank you, LIFE HACKER. I read the Melanie Pinola article “How to Know When It’s Time to Quit”, published 10/04/12 10:00am. I am sure she was writing about CAREERS, not blogging platforms but here is the gist of what she said and how I think it pertains to me.

You’re consistently experiencing more frustration than reward.   Manipulating the text and photographs is not getting easier due to the restrictions of WordPress
You can’t envision a possible solution or continuing this way.  As I said, the restrictions of WordPress
Spending time on this keeps you from more rewarding endeavors or seriously damages your well-being.  Blogging certainly was quicker on Blogspot, but I do not feel seriously damaged.
You’re staying for the wrong reasons. Someone told me I lose followers every time I switch hosts. Since I only have about THREE followers, losing even one would diminish my following by one third. But I am not selling anything so I will not be missing revenue. I am doing this for my own pleasure so I should be getting the most pleasure from it that I can. So, SEE YOU, WORDPRESS. We may meet again.

After today, find me here again, at purlbuttonsblog.blogspot.com

 

Sunday Morning

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See the blue color at the petal base? My favorite flowers!

You know how fond I am of my wild violets. Last week, they bloomed in earnest all through the yard.I had been watching the leaves grow larger and larger and then one day–ALL THE BLOSSOMS!

DSC08038Isn’t the violet leaf the loveliest of leaves? The color is quite unlike any other in the garden. It has an old fashioned depth of color that reminds me of lithographic greeting cards from my auntie’s collection. The heart shaped leaves, the furry surface, the symmetric veins. Perfect.

Saturday in the Garden

DSC08043Three of seven Hydrangeas are coming back! Just the other day, it looked as though I would only see the elder one this year. Quilty Friend gave me a cutting a couple years ago and it has come back every year. In an extraordinarily optimistically green-thumb mood, I asked her for more cuttings last year. We put in a dozen and I have been pleased to see that so many have made it through the winter.

Do you remember when I wrote about the Gladiola bulbs? I showed pictures from the packages. Several people commented on my blossoms but in reality, they are only just now beginning to sprout. I guess my pictures are worth more than my words! Of the 13 we put in, there are ELEVEN that have sprouted! I hope to see blooms this year!DSC08042DSC08040Look at that. Not only can I not change my font or size, I cannot put my pictures side by side, I cannot place my text around the pictures. Not even as well as I could on blogspot. I am considering going back to my old blog. At least with that I had a little more creative freedom. My whole reason to come to wordpress is what I saw others could do. I suppose you have to be willing to PAY for the upgrade. I am too cheap for that.

Tea Time Tuesday

Republic-HiCafA cyber-friend of mine, Angela McRae of Tea With Friends, blogged about this tea. Have you heard of it? She says the Republic of Tea reports, “a serving of premium black tea usually has 50 mg of caffeine, coffee has 100 mg, and this Caramel Black Tea has 123 mg.”

I get a lot of my caffeine from coffee in the morning but If I had to stay somewhere and I could not be sure of coffee in the morning, I would take along some of the caramel, or the coconut, or maybe the black. I still have never had a green tea I could stand, I am not much on mint, and berries seem like they should be ICED TEA.

 

Monday Mantra–Do What You Love

Do you love and you will love what you do.

I have decided to use that phrase AND this one

Success isn’t the key to happiness, HAPPINESS is the key to success.

as my guides for this week. But, you deserve a picture! We had leftovers last night (Yes, it was my night to cook, AGAIN)

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Not actually my kitchen! I have made a promise to myself, if I make an entire meal of leftovers for my family, I will try to make a dessert from scratch. They probably don’t really care but at least I feel like I have made a little effort. Also, no dessert EVER went wasted around here. It pleases me to have made something they enjoyed.  Let’s face it, veggie side dishes that have been reheated three times or a main dish that needed several different kinds of sauces to make it swallowable is not the stuff of happiness. But I choose happiness and with butterscotch brownies made from scratch, I have chosen SUCCESS.

faux TWIN SET

DSC08025A discovery.

I had a luncheon to attend. For four years, I have relied on certain staple items in my wardrobe: $20 Jeans. $5 Tee-shirts, $10 hoodies, husband’s old work socks, clogs from 10 years before, underwear so old even the Smithsonian can’t find an anthropologist with experience to categorize it.

A luncheon.

Why did I wait until the last minute to realize ALL of my “tops” are either stained, elderly, or both.  I found a drawer which had lovely cotton sweaters. I chose a white one. It took me five–FIVE–tries to find a white tee which was still WHITE, unstained,  age indeterminate. Hmmm. A scarf would be just the thing.

Thrift store drawer of scarves–the hostess favors certain shades of aqua, turquoise, teal. I select one, tie it and like the result. It makes the incongruity of the cabled sweater and smooth tee kind of melt to the background. Faux twin set accomplished. Down the stairs. Oh, no! Need to fix hair! Up the stairs. Can’t find clever barrette or attractive AND tolerable headband. Select black hair tie. Down the stairs.

DSC08029Oh, no! Need to wear make-up! Up the stairs. Do I still have make-up? Down the stairs. Oh, no! Make-up is inadequate, must find earrings. Up the stairs.  Can it be that long since I wore earrings? Where are the damn holes?

I have forgotten how TO GIRL.

 

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Walked on the beach, recently. Spent time with beloved family, and one or two wonderful friends–minutes, really, but all the more precious. I might like to retire in Florida once a year for about two weeks. In November or December. Maybe January. February, if I was missing flowers…