The Magical Earrings

I do not know what is it about these earrings that make me so fond of them. I bought them about 5 years ago on a Girls Weekend trip with my Besties. I got them at "Harold's". They were my stepping it up a notch earrings. I am usually a simple post style gal. I had not been comfortable with dangles. But these were pretty, not too much pizazz and I wanted to get something to mark this wonderful time out with my girlfriends.

I fell in love with them. I thought of my girlfriends every time I wore them. I loved wearing them with a black sweater turtle neck with my hair up. They make me feel stylish.

Now for the problem with these earrings. I have lost them... often.

I lost them for a year once. Then excitedly found them in luggage one day.

Then I lost them again this year. Twice.

First, I sadly gave up. Thinking that I must have lost them in the move. One day, my Friend mentioned her daughter found these pretty but too grown up earrings in some items we gave them. They were in a small evening bag's side pocket. I graciously accepted them back.

Finally, at a Thanksgiving time breakfast with friends one morning, Lynn mentioned I was only wearing one earring. Dang it! I thought for sure I lost the other somewhere between home and the restaurant. I searched for weeks, then again, gave up. But, I refused to throw the single earring away. It was full of memories. It sat in my car lonesome for the mate. Then I ran across the mate in the carpet! When I think about how many times the vacuum ran across the hall where it laid! Was it there the whole time? Or did a cat or dog find it then spit it out there when it brought them no pleasure? ah, but wait, there is more. The one in my car vanished. What the heck? When Emily came home from school for Christmas, I reached in her cup holder to pull some change out and viola! My earring! She didn't even know I was looking for it! I must have been driving Emily's car the morning I meet my friends.

So they are together again.

I will continue to wear them, but hopefully stop losing them. They hold even more value to me now that I have gone through so much to keep them!

Disturbing My Peace

On Christmas evening, my husband shared something with me that he did not want to tell me. He loves me dearly and tries to protect me from unnecessary worry. This was something I needed to know and he decided he must let me in on it.

A couple of days prior to Christmas, someone tried to break into our home. Not earth shattering news, but enough to shake us up. To my knowledge, this is the first time this has happened to us, in our 22 years together.

I felt something was up. The dogs are especially jumpy and barked excessively since the 23rd. The slightest movement outside now rouse them. Particularly when someone bundled up in jacket, hat & gloves walked by. Bandit sits vigil on the couch propped up watching at the window 24/7 now.

Sergio showed me the marks on our front door. It looks as though someone pried the door open with a crowbar or something. Now the door pops open if not shut tight.

We suspect, that someone did this quietly during the day while we were out. Once the door opened it must have alerted the dogs and they scared off the intruder. Remember Riley is 105 pound Blue Tick Coon Hound and Bandit is a 60 pound Shepard mix with a snarl lip. (Quick scary when he wants!). Then Mr Dakota may only be a 10 pounder Pomeranian, but quite the ankle biter if he wants. Please that sharp piercing bark could make anyone run! Nothing was taken. And fortunately, my Dogs did not get hurt.

I truly believe they are the best security anyone could have. It is said that most Intruders will flee when a dog is in the house. It is too much of a hassle to deal with them.

I feel a piece of my sense of safety has been stolen. I don't blame the neighborhood. This can happen anywhere. A dear friend of ours lost all their electronics, Christmas presents and video games the week before Christmas. Our old neighborhood had several break ins through the years we lived there. We were just never hit. Again, we have always had dogs.

It is just another reminder that we must be careful. Also, good to have dogs.

Quotes

I love quotes. I love reading them, analyzing them and trying to live by them. I love books filled with them. I love jewelry with them, and I love them on stuff. I have a Wall Quote, I have them on address books, frames, and even in my car.

They make me think. I wonder how people come up with things to say that touch me and others so profoundly. I wish I touched people that way.

I love how reading a quote will make me think of someone.

I am going to start sharing them in my blog. Once a week. I hope you will enjoy them as much as I do.

Favorite Christmas Gift

This is one of my favorite Christmas gifts.
Emily made it for me.
It says, "MOM" on the front side and on the back says; "With God, all things are possible"
It was excuse enough to go buy a bottle of wine and I have been nursing the bottle, using this glass all week.
Isn't it cute? She makes them for friends too. She is my artist little girl (um, or I guess, mature adult daughter.)

Annie is going to set me up to download songs to my ipod shuffle which i have had for six months but still don't know what to do with it.

I love gifts like this that takes the persons time and thought into them. I would way rather have these than any store bought items. (Although they did a lovely job helping their Dad fill my stocking with great store bought goodies!)

I currently am enjoying listening to Pandora Internet radio, drinking some White Zinfandel and cleaning the house. (Although I keep getting distracted).