Thursday I dropped and broke my bottle of favorite anti wrinkle serum. I have been using it for about 3 months and I finally found something that works and I like. Well, in my rush to get ready to go away, I dropped it on our tile floor in the bathroom. The glass bottle shattered and there was not much I could do in trying to save any. The bottle was down to about a third left so I was glad I had gotten as much as I had out of it. We were going with friends to eat out for lunch and I began to panic a little. I had tossed the broken bottle and glass slivers in the the waste basket but then in my panic I reached in the garbage and pulled half of the broken bottle out and very carefully put my finger in to try to get enough to use on my face one last time. I was going out with friends, I needed some. As I rubbed it on my face, I had to be very careful, stopping when I felt a little piece of glass on my face, there were a few I hate to admit. Well, I made it with out a cut and had a great day with friends. Today the big thing on my list of stuff to get done was drive to Clinton, about an hour away and get more of my favorite cream. Thank God they had it and it was even on sale and I saved four dollars. Some things a woman just can't be without.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
It has been a long time since I blogged, but now I am ready to start up again. In August I took a little vacation to visit a friend in AZ. I left my hubby and my Baxter (English bulldog) at home and was gone for 9 days. My husband told me that every day Baxter would get up and go over to my side of the bed and look for me. I thought that was so sweet, and I could just see him wondering where I had gone without him. When I got back home, the very first night, I was awaken by him standing by the bed, staring at me. His look was so intense. I talked to him a bit and he seemed content and went back to his bed. A little later I was awaken again by his stare, but this time he jumped on the bed (he is not allowed on the bed) looking at me intently and then walked across the bed, jumped down, returning to his bed. A third time I woke to that stare, this time he jumped up on the bed, staring longingly at me, laid down beside me and put his head on my neck. He was content, like she is home and she is here. I didn't have the heart to say "Get off the bed". It was his way of being sure I was there. I felt so loved at that moment he put his head down on me.
God Bless the animals, they touch your heart in special places. They keep us humble. I love my Baxter.
You will have to check back and find out WHAT I did on my vacation.