The Glass Swan

Clean

My Grandmother was obsessed about dishes. Anyone who knew her, knew her as the “Dish Lady.” She would drive hundreds of miles away from home just to buy what most people thought was a simple plate. As a child, my Mom would send me with her for the summer. I would often accompany her on these bizarre road trips.

A few days ago, I was looking through an old box and found a dusty glass swan. Immediately an old memory flashed in my head. I was about 7 years old. My Grandmother and I were on our way to pick up a load of antique dishes. Soonafter arriving, I wandered off to look around the enormous barn packed full of stuff.

I remember my Grandmother picking up this glass piece and I thinking how weird looking it was. When we got back to her house, we sat at the her cluttered kitchen table. She showed me how to clean each dish, how to read the information on each dish, how to reference and log how to each dish, and how to profit from each dish.

Funny how memories become so precious.

Teary eyed, I cleaned off the little glass piece. Behold, a beautiful swan. Now it sits happily beside my coffee pot full of sugar. I am sure my Grandmother is proudly smiling behind her coffee mug.

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The Year of Amusement

Year

I could not think of anything better than sharing my story about starting the New Year, with a 3 day dilemma.

My husband bought me a new phone during one of those crazy end of the year sales, as my other one had just bit the dust a couple of days after Christmas. After all the hustle and bustle of the day, I sat down on the couch and programmed the new phone. Realizing I had spent about 20 minutes playing on it, I shuffled off to bed.

The next morning, when everyone went outside to play with their toys from Christmas, I stayed inside to do some much-needed cleanup. After a while, I sat down to take a break and noticed my phone was blinking, I had a notification. I opened it and went to Facebook to check it.

Not even 30 seconds later, a notification banner pops up from my Gmail account. Title reads, “Unrecognized device. Is this you?” I skim through the e-mail and go back to Facebook and check my settings. There I see “someone” had logged into my Facebook account, where an alert was sent because said device was not recognized on my account.

OK, no big deal. Quick change of the password, I log back in. I heard the dryer buzzer go off, so I swiped out all of the active apps on my phone and went back to my duties. A while later, I hear my phone buzzing. Another notification. Again, I go and check it out. Roughly a minute later, another email pops up about an unrecognized device. Now I was becoming really confused. Was this a prank? Was someone legitimately trying to hack my account? Who has that much time in their life to repeatedly hack one’s account? I once again repeat all the steps.

Now mind you, this goes on for 3 days. THREE DAYS.  The first day, I was confused. The second day, I was becoming increasingly agitated. By the third day, I was just plum ticked off. For the life of me, I could not understand how this “person” could figure out my new password, when it took me probably 15 minutes (each time) to come up with it!

I finally decided to just browse around in the settings and see what  I could come up with. Eventually, I came across the section of, (yes, you guessed it), unrecognized devices. That very moment a lightbulb went off…and I busted out in hysterical laughter.

I had forgotten to link my phone to my account! I did not think of that because I don’t use the actual app, I use the browser. I laughed so hard I was snorting, my stomach hurt, I had tears rolling down my face. Here I thought for 3 days I had a stalker/hacker, when it was really just another ditzy moment for the books. My family definitely has gotten a kick out of this. Almost 3 weeks later and I’m still the laughing stock.

Huh, another 3. 😉

 

Aesthetic Seasons

Aesthetic

Appreciation of beauty.

I decided to go with photographs I have taken at various places. It has taken me awhile to choose just a handful, when there is so much beauty in the world.

I am so blessed to live in the Appalachian Mountains. Every curve is another breathtaking view.

Winter Show

Flee

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Their manes are wintry white
Frosted with the glistening snow
Their backs dappled light
Shimmer with a frozen glow

Dark browns and Sorrell tones
Contrast with the winter wonderland
From dark grays to deep roans
The hushed colors of the land

Their manes and backs covered white
Frosted from the fresh fallen snow
These horses, they flee through the night
Putting on a winter show