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Sunday, February 24, 2013

Sunday afternoon and it's blowing like crazy.....

I had high hopes for a quieter Sunday in the wind department but Old Man Winter is protesting the little flowers starting to poke their heads out of the ground with a big old blow. The red and white polka dot banner that hangs outside my craft cubby hole is whipping around like crazy. The replica windmill looks as though the sunflower painted on the blades is one big yellow blur.
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Have I mentioned that I hate the wind? Have I told you that as a young girl, living in NM that I thought for sure that the straight wind gusts would certainly take me away some day? In this part of the state we seldom have a tornado. And the day we had one, it went within two blocks of my house. I was at work so I didn't feel it but I saw it from the back door of the fabric shop I was working in and thought, "hmmmmmm, that seems close to where I live". Sweet Man only worked 3 blocks from our house and so was in the path of that hum dinger that lifted up trees and made the biggest shopping mall in our area regret having put in sky lights when all of them left the building like Elvis and ended up 2 miles away. But that was some years back.

We do get derechos.....the straight down blasts of wind, alot. Today just seems ripe for one of those buggers. But I will be of good cheer, because, just because I am the matriarch of Casa de Cuckoo and that's the only reason I have.

I have been occupied with painting and cutting paper and re-sizing and pasting and glittering and then.....computering. I am combining my love of donkeys (oh my what a shocker) and my preoccupation with all things OZ. I am having a good time but my mind just isn't all on the fun. I keep hearing all manner of things getting blown into the house or windows. Did I tell ya I hate the wind???????????

I let Ellie out to do her business and thought for sure she would blow away. She even looks a little like Toto so who knows. The grands are hunkered down watching a movie and it is eerily quiet except for the wind.

If you don't hear from me for awhile it's because that derecho with my name on it came and took me on a trip I hadn't planned on.

Friday, February 22, 2013

Getting ready for the retrograde.....

It's coming...........

You know the retrograde that makes computers and other "essential" devices of modern life go bad.

I had, up until the last three years, never given the mercury retrograde that occurs three times a year a second thought. I suppose I was oblivious. More likely I was just self absorbed and thought it was my depression that made me feel all wiggly during the retrograde.

This time it will visit from February 23 until March 17. Last spring, I lost so much of the data on my computer and what wasn't lost was corrupted that I am going to be proactive and back up every bit of information that I have compiled on my friendly computer as soon as I finish this posting.

I know that there are those of you who are not affected by the retrograde, or aren't aware of the affects it may have on you. But Oma Linda is cautioning you to back up you data............cuz I love you all and I hate to think of you being without your "stuff". I know how I rely on my "stuff".

Also the retrograde is not a time to be making major life decisions......so procrastinate until after St. Paddy's day.

I don't normally go into specifics about celestial happenings but this one is something I heed now and am just passing along a cautionary tale.

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Cat Magick.....

Yesterday was another red letter day here at Casa de Cuckoo.

We got another feline member of the family. She is a 7 year old domestic short haired kitten cat who is white with gorgeous  grey and black markings on her head and tail. She is what my Daddy Jack used to call "a ring tailed tooter". I have no idea what that is but that is what he called all cats with striped tails.

She is mellow, laid back, likes to be held, purrs some but hasn't had a chance to let er rip yet.

It will take her awhile to settle into our household. Cybella has been manic ever since she first sniffed evidence of yet another cat in the house. But afterall, she was the newest until "the ring tailed tooter" arrived. Sunny Bunny is steering clear of any an all interaction because....he's smart. Why go where it might cost you some dignity. He's fourteen, been around the block a few times and just wants peace, man.

Ellie Mae, the terrible terrier is very excited to have a new playmate. The new playmate was very polite at first and then smacked Ellie, although she did hold her claws in so that's a good thing.

Last night, the Cuckettes thought her name might be Tricksie, today however they are favoring Gabby. Time will tell but we are thrilled to have found a place inside our home and hearts for a lady who was a stray and now is a part of a crazy household filled with people and playmates.

I'll keep you updated on her progress.

Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda

Monday, February 11, 2013

Postage due............

Hello my dears. Hope you are all surviving the doldrums of mid winter. Or worse yet the huge snowstorms of the past weekend. And for those of you basking in the summer sun.....zip it. Just kidding. I am just a little warmth deprived and it is kinda taking it's toll on my bones.

Anyway, as you may or may not know, I am in the midst of the cleansing of a lifetime. I really am. No not green stuff to drink and hours in the powder room but rather a whole house, garage, shed and surrounds cleansing. I am empowered to let go of the stuff that has taken me alive. Junk, junque, stuff, crap, corruption, things that no longer make me smile but rather make my soul itch with ickiness. Too dramatic??????????? Sorry.

Anyway I have a proposal for all of you voracious readers and collectors of things. I am going to put a page up on this site that will be called POSTAGE DUE. My plan is to list by title and a brief review or explanation of books which I would like to pass along to the first person to let me know that you are interested in the book. You can send me Postage Due to my paypal account or check. I am going to give the book to you but, I can't afford to pay postage for every book that I will be listing so I am asking you to pay $4.50 for each book. I figure on Amazon they ship books for $3.95 and I will use the balance to pay for envelopes. I can only extend the $4.50 price to continental US lovelies, but I am willing to see how much it would cost on an individual basis to send it to anyone else who is interested in obtaining a title.

Most of these books are pagan related, craft books, current mindless and sometimes slutty fiction. I'm not a re-reader and neither is Ms. Shelley so we have at least 100 titles to list here for your perusal to begin. I can also do an exchange with you if you have books that we haven't read.

What I am trying to do is pass along books. Recycle the good stuff. So I will attempt to have this page done by the end of the month.....fingers crossed.

Tell me what you think of the idea.....if most of you think it is dumb.....then I won't go to the trouble. I trust your judgement lovelies and value your thoughts.

Smooches and squoozes, Oma Linda

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Getting your knees knocked out from under you.....

I am going to rant a bit so if you aren't up to one just change the channel to the Cartoon Network, I wish I could.

 
When good things happen to the ones you love it is easy to share that with the world. When bad things happen to the ones you love it isn't quite as easy to divulge the ugly. But when the same old shit keeps happening to the ones you love.............there's blogger.

Shelley works so very hard. I have learned by watching my lovely daughter, to give my admiration to all waitresses because damn ya'll, it's hard work. She comes home burned, tired, done in and taken advantage of almost every day. She makes good tips because she works at her job and is friendly (even if she is becoming a people hater), a good employee in that she always goes in and does her shift and covers for others who don't. Yes, she could do what she has been trained for but the hours that the restaurant job affords her what she requires the most......time with her kids. The grands are her world. She is the bestest mom ever. Always is there for them. But her happy is wearing thin.

Her divorce was final awhile back and for that I am grateful....but with the butt munch she was married to "the hits just keep on coming". He wouldn't cooperate with any of the divorce or child custody hearings always had some excuse or another for not cooperating. And couldn't just pay his child support on his own and so now is having his wages garnished by the state of NM. He has been ordered to purchase health insurance for the kids. This now means that Shelley is going to have to change doctors, therapists (if they even pay for them or the $600.00/month of medication for Ry) and pay deductibles. Okay that's the real world, I get that, but why.............why couldn't butt munch just for once in his self involved, ego centric life think of his children? Because, because............ it just isn't something he is capable of doing.

And now he is feeling sorry for himself and wants to talk to the grands and keeps leaving his hallmark pathetic text messages. They, however after all this time, don't want a thing in the world to do with him. They will not even refer to him as anything except by his first name or sperm donor. No one here ever said a word to either of them one way or the other. That is because we are abiding by the divorce decree. They just came to this crossroad after they let him know about what his father had done to them and he said they were lying. Can you blame them? I sure can't. This from a man who couldn't tell the truth if his life depended on it. And so his whining has ensued. I don't know how Shelley puts up with all of it.

 
On the other side of the coin. She is stronger, more determined, braver, stands with her head tall and leans into the wind instead of letting it blow her down. She knows what matters, acts upon it and woe to the object in her way. She is still soft and squishy on the inside and the best kid wrangler this side of the Pecos. And goes out of her way after we set our plates correctly on the family table with each other (worked out our differences), to be the best buddy ever to me. I respect this woman and value her as daughter, friend and cohort in all crimes of the heart (or junk store).

My baby girl will be celebrating her birthday in February and is taking her kids on an extended weekend jaunt to adventure. They, like so many children with "super moms" with capes of Mrs. Brady green, turquoise and purple (aren't they all that color combo?), will have memories of a loving, caring, crazy fun Mom who valued them to the moon and back again.


I just wished I could make it easier for her. So instead, I will just love her as the goddess she is.

I love you my brave, strong, beautiful girl.