I am new to this blogging thing but I suppose I should start from the beginning. Yesterday I wrote about retirement. Sometimes it feels like my life began again from that point forward. No more getting up early and driving an hour to go to work, working all day at a very stressful job and then driving an hour to get home. Somehow I still had to figure out how to get everything else done that life consists of. I seriously don't know how it all got done. Then when I retired, I felt guilty that I had this carefree life of kicking around in my jeans all day doing whatever came in to my head. How was I the lucky one? At some point I began to relax and then the creativity that I knew was there, buried deep in my soul, began to work its magic. In this blog I will begin to show you some of my projects... I am having so much fun now... but that catholic guilt raises its mocking head every now and again to make sure I know.... Life is not all about me... I must do for others too... and so, at the crack of dawn I was up this morning going to watch TayTay (grandbaby girl) and take her to the babysitter and then come home and get Boomer (son's monster dog) (and my two babies Maggie and Gypsy too) in out of the rain....
Don't let TayTay's smile deceive you.... she is my wild child (as I call her), with the soul of a true DIVA....
As for Boomer, he really is a gentle giant 100 pound baby.
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