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Morning Peeps!

Well, the garage sale was a resounding success! My only advertisement was a sign out on the main street and I had customers from the minute the sign went up and steadily into the early afternoon. Move a LOT of "merchandise" but amazingly still have lots left. I think I will scour the house this week for more stuff and do it again this weekend. I get great satisfaction moving stuff OUT of the house and knowing that I'm getting some cash for the item (about 10 cents on the dollar) as well as contributing to the environmental philosophy of recycle, reuse, repurpose.

My total profit? After subtracting the cost of the ad I ran in the paper the previous weekend - which did me absolutely no good since I then postponed the sale - I made about $300. Considering that 2/3s of that was made up of sale prices less than $1, I thought I did pretty well. I calculate that my hourly wage for the entire endeavor was about five cents. Ah well.... It's rather like a game, and it's been great to clear out drawers and closets.

So there you have it. Now, in the spirit of catalyst's questionnaire, I ask you this:
What item would your T be most delighted to find at a yard sale? My answer: a dinosaur bone.
What item would YOU be most delighted to find at a yard sale? My answer: old Donald Duck comics from when Carl Barks was writing and drawing them

"If you're not buying recycled products, you're not really recycling." ~Ed Begley, Jr.

Have a good day y'all.
Red Tomato
Morning Peeps!

Don't you hate it when your rocks get dirty? I've got a bucket of rocks that has been sitting outside and with the rains, the bottom of the bucket has gotten, well, gross. So I had to sort through the stones, pick out the ones I needed for the day, and bring them inside to scrub. Just a touch of Dawn and a stiff brush and all that green slime is washed away. I cleaned up one of my favorites this morning. It is pyramid shaped, grey-green, about the size of my fist, and has four, white-grey concentric rings around it. I call it my universe rock. I had been neglecting it.

"In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock." ~Thomas Jefferson

Have a good day y'all.
Red Tomato
What do u do w/ all ur rocks? Is it for a garden? To carry? A worry stone? Decoration?
I have a worry stone to help keep me present but the dumb part is I can get lost while rubbing it to soothe myself. Kind of an oxymoron concept.
Oh a yard sale. Every time I've had one it'd rain. Can u do one for me? I have tons of kid crapWink
I use rocks for all kinds of things. They edge my garden. They are garden paths. They are steps into the woods. The are stacked zen art. They are in bowls outside. They are in bowls inside. I give them as gifts. I use them instead of words. I have glass jars filled with rocks and water so you can see their colors. I have rock paperweights.

You know, ordinary rock things.
Morning Peeps!

The question is asked: "What are you going to spend your garage sale money on?" A good question indeed. For certainly any money that has been earned at the rate of five cents an hour should be carefully spent. Should be spent on something well-deserved, because it has truly been earned. And so it shall be. For my sweet R., who skipped her favorite yoga class to help me with the actual sale, I will buy a new manual style can opener. (You can tell how fond I am of her. Wink )

With the change, I intend to buy a new BBQ grill to put on my new deck. This may seem a strange purchase for someone who doesn't eat meat. There will be no ribs, no hamburgers or hotdogs, no chicken breasts or t-bones sizzling in my back yard. Instead, there will be the sweet aroma of singed corn silk from the roasting ears. (Heck, I don't know if it really smells sweet. I am just trying to make it sound gourmet.)

So, plan on coming over for dinner. We'll open some cans and heat 'em up on the new grill. Ah - the smells of summer!
quote:

To barbecue or not to barbecue, that is the question. – William Shakespeare

Spare rib anyone? – Adam

Barbecue is 99 percent perspiration and 1 percent inspiration. – Thomas Edison

What would you barbecue if you knew you could not fail? – Robert Schuller

Have a good day y'all.
Red Tomato
Morning Peeps!

It's true - just like it says in the song. "The sun will come up tomorrow." I didn't believe it yesterday, but when I got up this morning, tripping over the dogs on the way to the bathroom, it was starting to get light outside. I'm not saying it isn't cloudy and, in fact, fog is making visibility virtually impossible. But I know that out there somewhere a sun is burning and that the fog will lift. (Yeah right.)

Just trying to hang on this morning to those things I know, intellectually, are true, even if they don't feel true.

"Every day you must arise and say to your heart, I have suffered enough and now I must live because the light of the sun must not be wasted, it must not be lost without an eye to appreciate it." ~Simone Schwarz-Bart

Have a good day y'all.
Red Tomato
Morning Peeps!

For breakfast this morning? A glass of ice water. This, because I am still sick from my depressive dip into a pint of Ben and Jerry's last night.

I shall make up for that though, by heading to the Farmer's Market this morning to purchase kohlrabi and arugula, two items which were not in my farm "share" this week and for which I have a hankering. I have a new recipe for a mango salmon salad with couscous which calls for arugula. Actually it's a mango chicken salad, but I don't eat meat.

This reminds me of a recent family outing. We were at an Asian restaurant where chopsticks were the utensil of choice for my four year old niece. She jabbed a piece of chicken and waved it at me saying, "would you like a bite of chicken," to which I replied, "no, thank-you, I don't eat chicken." "Why not?" she chirped in her most inquisitive voice. "Well," I said, "I don't believe in eating chicken." She paused and looked at me thoughtfully, then turned to her father and said, "Daddy, do you believe in chicken?"
quote:
"I believe in the power of intention to change the landscape of our society - and it is my intention to live an authentic life of compassion and integrity and action." ~Zachary Quinto

What do you believe in?

Have a good day y'all.
Red Tomato
Morning Peeps!

It's father's day on this side of the globe, and I've been thinking about that. My dad's been gone 15 years, and I'm amazed when I realize how much time has passed.

Like most children, I have positive and negative memories of my father. We went camping every year because it was a cheap vacation and Dad had summers off (as a teacher). I learned how to put up a tent and cook outside and to respect nature. These old bones don't camp any more, but I still have a hearty appreciation of the outdoors, and I can thank my parents for that.

Sure, there are things he did that weren't so swell, but it's father's day and I'll let that go today. Besides, I know he loved me and did the best he could, despite the crap. I am fortunate to have grown up with a dad. I know not everybody did.

So here's to the dads out there. We wouldn't be here without them.

quote:
I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren't trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom. ~Umberto Eco


Have a good day y'all.
Red Tomato
Morning Peeps!

I sat down earlier this A.M. to write to y'all and couldn't find any words, so I decided I would give it a go again after Zumba. All through class my hands and feet were mostly moving in the correct direction, but my mind was far away - thinking about T.

Will I have my last session with her tomorrow? I think I've been moving towards that over the last couple of months. Trying to figure out what I need. Trying to determine if I can get it from T. Trying to heal ruptures. A lot of trying. Is this where and when the trying stops? It makes me very, very sad that, despite trying so hard, it's just not working. One of the other Ts I consulted with told me that it is like going through a divorce. I can see that. There is just so much heart involved - and intimacy - and dissolving the relationship is akin to losing a mate - a significant other. Fortunately, there are no children, bank accounts or property involved.

quote:

A divorce is like an amputation: you survive it, but there's less of you. ~Margaret Atwood


Have a good day y'all.
Red Tomato
Morning Peeps!

Woke up with a major stomach ache this morning. Not like nausea - huge pain across my abdomen. That's never happened to me before. I thought, Oh shit! I have my session (The Session) with T today and I am going to feel too badly to get through it.

So, I rummaged through the refrigerator and found some Mylanta that expired in 2009 and took a few swigs of that. Then I stood at the refrigerator door and wondered, Do I pitch it or put it back in the fridge? What the heck! Back in the fridge it went.

I started thinking about an upset stomach and what that means to me. Taking in something poisonous or contaminated and getting sick from it. Needing to purge. What do I need to cleanse from my life, TODAY? Hmmmm....

quote:
Some people are afraid of what they might find if they try to analyze themselves too much, but you have to crawl into your wounds to discover where your fears are. Once the bleeding starts, the cleansing can begin. ~Tori Amos


Have a good day y'all.
Red Tomato

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