Messing Around

The first two graphics I did using pictures I had taken.  I added some surrounding graphics and animated the water. 

 

The red sunset is a bit more subtle, but if you look you can see it.  Sort of!  LOL  I wanted the sun and the bird in the graphic and in doing so it didn't leave much water left.  I made the rest of the graphic smaller, but didn't like it, as I still had to make the background smaller.  Oh well, it's not to awful bad, is it?  The Balcony Beauty is from a picture I took on a hazy day.  I loved the sailboat and thought it would look good here.  I actually like the water movement and think it looks wicked close up to the railing.  Almost like the water is crashing below.  Maybe it's me?  LOL  Late night and my eyes are crossed.   Lastly is the waterfall I used in my previous entry without the rain, and no I did not take that picture :)  They are snaggable. 

 

I'm off to bed now, it's been a long day and I'm looking forward to climbing into my warm bed.  'Nite

 

 

                            

 

 

     

Time of Year?

Well, I woke up this morning fairly early and the sky was dark with clouds.  There wasn't a spot of blue sky to be seen.  I could hear the wind as it made its way through the leaves on the trees.  The rain fell soft but steady.  I thought about making coffee and getting started with my day, but that lasted only a second. 

 

As I looked out my back window, I could see the fog dance with the grass.  Since the earth was warmer then the air the steam looked as though fog was settling.  The leaves on the trees were all turned light side up to protect themselves.  The breeze was twirling them in time with the music of the rain.  A steady dance in early morning.  My feet were cold standing on kitchen floor and I decided I was going back to bed!

 

I fluffed my pillows and crawled under my comforter pulling it up to my chin.  My window was opened a crack and I could hear the rain splash outside.  The air was crisp and cool and felt more like a fall day then the beginning of September.  I could smell the moist dirt of the garden below my window, the faint scent of left over flowers, as well as the grass.  It was so clean it tickled my nostrils as it lulled me back to sleep.

 

When I woke up later I had hoped the day would have cleared, but I could still hear the rain falling and feel the crispness in the air.  I ran to do some errands and of course got caught in a downpour as I left the grocery store.  My feet were soaked from trying to dodge the puddles, and the ends of my jeans were soaking up the water as fast as it fell.  A chill right to my bone!  I said to hell with the rest of my errands and came home.  I quickly got out of my wet jeans and put sweats on.  Pulling off my wet socks I could see I had wrinkly skin and they were so cold.  I dug through my closet and got my fuzzy winter slippers and slid my feet in.  It was refreshingly warm.  The temps never got out of the 50's and as I sit here and type it's 53.  Brrrr that is down right cold for this time of year! 

 

My windows are now all closed and the rain still falls.  It's been dark and dreary all day and as it gets later I can see and feel the cool dark blanket covering us for a long evening.  What time of year is it?

 

Tomorrow they are calling for the same.  Maybe if I venture out I will dress like this :)

 

                                           

Awards?

It's hard to believe a year has gone by since the last J-Land Awards.  I suspect it has always been a huge undertaking by the folks who put it together and pulled it off, but there is a volunteer out there that said they'd head it up this year.  Viv has put up a poll to see what kind of interest is out there, so stop by and let her know.  Keep in mind this is for all of J-Land.  There is no clique, and no time frame that you had to have your journal for.  Sure, there has been some negative talk in the past about being a personality contest, paying for votes (ROFLMAO!), even sexual favors (ROFLMFAO!), but don't let it scare you off.  Instead of being negative about the event, a positive influence will spread the word and give those who thought they'd been left out in the past some recognition if deserved.  You still here?  Go tell Viv what you think, she will be taking the poll down in a week.  She has more information about past awards if you are not familiar.  Now go!  LOL

More snags...... odds and ends

      

                          

           

Snags..........

I've had a few folks ask me what the difference was between 'snag' and/or 'tag'.  Best way I can explain it is this....  Snags are as is.  Tags mean you can request a name or saying be added.  The number of journals that have tags available are growing every day.  The art work and talent out there is amazing!!  Stay tuned for some links in a future entry. 

 

                           

 

                        

 

           

Emotions

It's been so weird the last few weeks.  My emotions have been on a wild roller coaster ride and I've yet to figure it out.  Not sure if I really want to, and I am not even sure it is a bad thing.  I find myself overwhelmed at times and tears just flow.  Not heavy sobbing tears, just the emotional ones that well up in your eyes and trickle down your cheek.  I've always been the sentimental type and could cry over a silly commercial with kids and animals.  This is almost an extension of that I think, but it's for all different reasons. 

 

You are supposed to cry at weddings, or that's what they say, but I usually don't.  I did this past wedding.  Not sobbing, but I did get all teary eyed as I watched the bride dance with her dad.  Trish is the niece of my brother in law and I barely know her.  It was odd to have that reaction.  I thought it must be because my niece will be married in Feb and I fast forwarded my heart. 

 

I've read journals and had tears flow and some weren't even sad entries.  They just touched me in a way I can't explain.  I've read articles about strangers in the paper and tears flowed.  One comes to mind that I recently read about a local boy who has been signed by the local hockey team.  It was a feel good story about 'local boy makes good' and will be giving it his all to live out his dream, tears flowed.  When JP signed with another team, even though I knew it was going to happen, I cried. 

 

The other night I had a conversation about some things in my past.  Not all bad things, but happy times too.  When I was done I had tears in my eyes.  For no reason.  It didn't hurt to talk about them, it didn't even seem to phase me.  After, I felt overwhelmed, and I can't figure out if it was because I was glad to talk about it or something else.  It was nice sharing the stories, so I don't get it. 

 

It's not about sadness, it is not depression, I couldn't be happier.   I feel as though something was lifted from my soul, my heart to set me free.  A door opened and I walked through it and I now have the ability to let emotions out.  I've never really been a 'cold' person, but this is so different.  I laugh as I cry because I find it humorous that I'm reacting the way I am.  It feels good, feels so right.  Feels so sappy!  LOL

 

Then on the way home from work today I heard a song that I haven't heard in a very long time.  It's always been one that I sang to, off key and all, but today I cried.  A good cry.... and I wonder......

 

 

                 

 

Landslide
(Stevie Nicks)

 

I took my love and I took it down
Climbed a mountain and turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
'Til the landslide brought it down

Oh, mirror in the sky

-What is love?
-Can the child within my heart rise above?
-Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides
-Can I handle the seasons of my life?
I don't know

Well I've been afraid of changin'
Because I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder, even children get older
And I'm getting older too

So, take my love, take it down
Climb a mountain and turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down

And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well the landslide will bring itdown
The landslide will bring it down

Our little 'Bug' turned 3!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Her birthday was actually earlier in the week, but we celebrated last night with dinner and cake.  Being the 'princess' that she is, she blushed as we sang, and really didn't know where to look.  She made out like a bandit with gifts and will no doubt be the best dressed girl in town.  Funny, she didn't even care that she didn't get toys.  She was so interested in the clothes, shoes, and even her jewelry box with the dancing ballerina and music. 

 

Happy Birthday wishes to our 'Bug'......