32 Songs to cheer you up-Music Monday

Music is powerful; it can ease anxiety lift your mood, or make you cry. Today, I wanted to  share my “cheer up” playlist, as it has been a blue Monday for me. Anytime I am feeling bad, this is one of the ways I perk myself up.

I truly believe that music has the power to change your mood. I have music playing in the background all the time. When I’m frustrated or angry I play loud head banger music and scream along ! If I am feeling blue, I put on something cheerful and dance and sing until the blueness is eased. The same playlist works if I’m already in a great mood too!

This is the first time I’ve used Spotify to make a playlist, everything has been in my phone. It was fun to use Spotify so I may make this a regular Monday post, and move all my playlists over, if all goes well.

I hope you enjoy!

What are your favorite pick me up songs?


My imaginary family, the Ingalls

Second Time Around Daily Word Prompt: Tell us about a book you can read again and again without getting bored — what is it that speaks to you?

I read books more than once quite often. It isn’t because the books change. It’s because I change. My perspective and perceptions  evolve with new experiences, so it’s nice to visit books again and see things I missed before. Sometimes it is comforting to visit an old friend and know it will be a lovely escape from everyday life.

I have such a long list of books that I reread on a regular basis, it was difficult to pin it down to just one, but I finally decided that the ones that mean the most are The Little House series by Laura Ingalls Wilder. I read them every few years. They speak of a simpler time and even though times were hard and the family certainly worked hard, they were always were there for each other, offering love and comfort, as well as simple fun times. Books

I fell in love with this series when I was 9. My childhood didn’t have much love and support, so I would escape to the frontier with Laura and her loving family. Garth Williams’ illustrations played a big part in my pleasure, still do. They are soft and simple, with so much expression.

As I got older and read the books and magazine articles Laura wrote, I realized exactly how much Laura and Almanzo witnessed come into being: the railroad going west, electricity, telegraph, sewing machines, automobiles, airplanes, telephones, radio, television, movie theaters, ballpoint pens, REFRIGERATORS, VACUUM CLEANERS and FLUSH TOILETS, oh my! … I can only imagine the amazement and awe that people felt during these times and how excited they were at the novelty and how much they appreciated the things we take for granted nowadays.

The only equivalent I can offer is that I remember life without computers, internet, cable, or cell phones. It’s hard to imagine life without them, but I try to remember how exciting it was to be online for the first time and chatting with someone on a different continent. I still remember that conversation and how mortified I was when my connection was lost. The days of dial-up, kids!

And I remember Laura, Mary, Carrie, and Grace and the love they shared with Ma and Pa. And I remember the feasting in “Farmer Boy”. They live on in my heart and I will never tire of reading about them.

One caveat. I realize that the Ingalls and Wilders were a product of their time. I do not approve of the views expressed about Native Americans, the New Deal, and a few others. However, this disapproval does not negate the  joy to be found in these stories of a pioneer girl growing up during an incredible time in history. 



Kindness is never wasted

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I love inspirational and motivational quotes. I collect them and scatter them all over my bulletin board, calendar, whiteboard at work…well, they are all over the place. They come in handy when I need a quote to send a postcard or little pick-me-up note to someone.

It would be hard to pick a favorite, since it depends on my mood! I had to think about this a bit, and realized there are a few that I return to time and again. Number one is probably this little gem, taught in childhood.


It’s simple, but it encompasses so much. It’s a mantra for everyday living.




Daily Prompt: Quote Me

Coffee, books, and more coffee

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What do you do when there’s no computer? It’s an easy answer for me. I grab a book and make a pot of coffee.

I love books, love coffee.

I have fantasies of a week (or a weekend, I’m not greedy) somewhere alone, no phone, no computer, no TV, just me and books.

This is an old art journal page. I could add to this list very easily, but leaving as is. Sometimes, simplicity is best.




Mr. Brandywine

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I recently finished a project that was started about 2 years ago. I have been trying to learn how to work with paper mache and paper clay and it has been frustrating. I think I am finally getting the hang of it. Sorta. I used to create a lot of fabric and beadwork dolls, but arthritis, carpal tunnel, and various other ailments have gotten the better of me. 12621981_10206130581048841_6398179551287635293_o

The base is a wooden candlestick and styrofoam ball. I draped layers of paper mache until it was roughly the shape of a pumpkin (also tomato, as it happens). I painted it orange, then abandoned it.

I pulled it out a few weeks ago and was determined to finish my pumpkin guy.

As I figured out how to use my dremel for sanding, I kept thinking about the bumper crop of tomatoes my husband had this year.  I kept seeing a little tomato man, so that is what he became.

He is painted with acrylics, shaded with oil pastels, and modpodged  fabric for clothing.



He’s a little rough, but overall, I am happy with the results. It is PROGRESS.


Don’t post if you don’t mean it

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This is not a normal happy random post, but a personal entry about something bothering me. This was a post from 4 years ago. I have spent the afternoon watching ridiculous Facebook drama in a usually quiet group and realized that I feel just as strongly as I did a few years ago about this.

I become very irritated when people post on blogs, Facebook, Twitter, or what-have-you…. get drama stirred up among everyone who reads the post, then delete the post in a big “woe is me” flounce. It has happened several times lately, both with people I know and care about and on various sites I belong to and read as an amusement. Lately, it has escalated from irritation to full-blown anger, simply because it seems to be a trend, especially on Facebook.

And I am not referring to the stupid games posts or apps that post without your permission, and other Facebook idiocies.

Sidenote: I generally keep my Facebook post down to one or two per day and they are usually a YouTube video, a cool quote, or just something silly. I prefer not to post a lot of personal crap here, and most people on my FB list don’t have my blog address. There are various reasons for that, but that’s not important. Compartmentalizing, really.

Where was I going with this? Oh yeah.
When people start posting a gazillion times a day, I remove them from my feed. (I removed my husband because he posted 8 YouTube videos in a row…. I am impartial about this)

When people start spouting tons of religious stuff or political stuff constantly and that is the bulk of their posts, I remove them from my feed.

Most of all, if people use Facebook as a way to moan and groan constantly, stir up drama, and seek negative attention, I remove them from my feed. And most of the time, I go ahead and delete them from my friend’s list. It’s just not worth it, you know?

Here’s the thing. If YOU post something on the internet that you know good and damn well is inflammatory, then people comment, then YOU post that you are removing it because YOU are tired of the drama….well, your credibility is lessened. If you do it more than once, your credibility is null. Zip. Zero. YOU are a drama queen. Period. There is simply no other conclusion to be made. Then, when people refer to the (now deleted)post in other threads, it is just fueling the drama. And confusion.

It is bad enough when these are personal posts. When it is forum threads in a moderated group, it just smacks so much of censorship that it makes my blood boil. Why would you decide to repeatedly post rants and raves so you get sympathy from people that genuinely care about you, then delete them? Then post another one, reference the previous episode, then delete that one? And do it again and again and again? I genuinely do not understand. It just leaves everything hanging and nothing after it makes any sense. PLUS, just because it no longer matters to you, doesn’t mean that is isn’t relevant to other members and by deleting your post, you are depriving other people from reading and drawing their own conclusions. Control freak as well as drama queen?

I do think that forum threads should be locked or buried if they get too inflammatory. But if there is a respectful dialogue and meaningful participation, even if it is painful, it should stay. As mentioned, deleting it does not make it disappear from memory. And some of us are smart enough to take screen caps. Just saying.

I do realize, if it is your site, your group, you can do whatever you want. If I wanted to, I could moderate the comments posted to my blog. But I won’t. I could post this, upset several people, then delete it. But I won’t. It’s a personal choice. I am posting it. And I will stand by it. If I know that I may regret posting something later…. it goes in a private post. Simple. I am not saying that I haven’t regretted posting things. I have. But I did it and I am not going to pretend it didn’t happen by deleting it and going on my merry way.

This post was prompted (as I mentioned earlier) by more than one episode by more than one person, on more than one site. Is this a trend? I googled and found several sites devoted to Facebook stupid drama. Yikes. I belong to a group that I enjoy very much; the camaraderie and joy there have meant a lot to me. But in the past 3 days, there have been multiple threads started and deleted in the name of moderation. This is not moderation. (Note* This was about a group in 2012. I am astonished that the circumstances are exactly the same in 2016)

It is upsetting and has caused me to pull back and take a second look at what is really going on underneath the surface. And let me make this very clear. This is a very specific behavior and has no bearing on any other interaction I may have with you (one of my very favorite people in the world recently started this baffling behavior). This is something I have personally observed on more than one occasion and I have formed my own conclusions, with absolutely no discussion about it with anyone else. That is how I roll. I sit back and watch and form my own conclusions.

I appreciate moderation: keeping trolls out, flame wars doused, spam deleted, and keeping a respectful and fostering environment. Beyond that, I feel that it is important to allow people to observe, question, and form their own opinions. And I don’t believe in erasing history. I feel that starting “poor me” threads, getting support and sympathy, then deleting the post only to post another, is not justifiable in any way.The more it happens, the more likely you are going to foster discontent and apprehension, and lose support. Ever hear about the boy who cried wolf?

And deep down, I am sorry that someone needs that kind of attention. It is negative attention and really is not healthy. That someone needs that kind of energy is just sad. Worse is seeing people that I love and care about engaging in this irrational and destructive behavior. It puts me in a position of either removing them from my feed (effectively ignoring them) or trying to talk to them, which may cause family tension, loss of friends, being kicked out of groups…. and so on.

So stop it. NOW! I am begging you.

Rant over.

I need happy pictures of baby animals  now.

Coloring Fun GIVEAWAY!


The winner, drawn by a random generator is Tracy Melhinch. Tracy, an email was sent to you, please contact me with your address and your prize will be on the way to you!


I am giving away one brand new gorgeous Coloring Fun with the Crafty Wench and a set of 24 Prismacolor markers to one reader.61unR-f888L._SX384_BO1,204,203,200_


Winner will be drawn Saturday, February 6 at 9:00 PM CST.

Winner will be determined by random draw.

I just received a new coloring book and wanted to share it. I recently got hooked on coloring books as a way to meditate and de-stress. When a friend decided to make a coloring book based on her paintings, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it.

This is NOT a paid (not even asked for) advertisement, I just love what I received and want to share the joy.

Based on actual paintings by Nashville artist J. Belinda Yandell, these coloring pages are wonderful-full of whimsy and fun. There is plenty of detail but a lot of bold space to fill in, so they are slightly different than the usual adult coloring books. There is plenty of variety in the pictures to keep you inspired. (The cover image IS included in the coloring pages!)

The 24 pages in this book are not perforated, and it doesn’t lie completely flat, but the images start far enough away from the binding (and are bordered) so you can color the entire picture or tear them out easily. The pages are printed on one side.

The paper is medium weight, perfect for crayons, gel pens, and colored pencils.

I would recommend this coloring book for anyone looking for a way to meditate, relax, decompress, or just have some child-like fun.

How do you enter? EASY!  

Just comment and follow me.     

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I prefer not to make people jump through hoops, so I am not asking for twitter followers, Instagram, Tumblr, all that jazz. I am just trying to get this blog started and I wanted to share something fun and positive.  Of course, if you want to do all these things, I am Wishbone Soup all over the cloud.

Thanks for allowing me to share the fun!


The Music Lives On, Scott

It seems that so many music legends are passing away in quick succession. We are starting 2016 with the unexpected news of the loss of iconic David Bowie. I can’t write about David today, as I am thinking about Scott Weiland.

I am still reeling from the news that Scott Weiland passed away on December 3rd. Not completely unexpected, given his well known battle with heroin, but it’s never easy to accept that someone that has given joy to so many people with no longer be a part of life, except in memories and music. Scott Weiland and Stone Temple Pilots are my age and another voice that sings of the 90s and moving away from 80s excesses. I loved the Grunge music from the early 90s. It felt like it was meant for me personally, so when I learn of the loss of another one, it hurts.

That shock was immediately followed by ex-wife Mary Forsberg’s open letter published in Rolling Stone – a screed of personal attacks on a dead man, which outlined how we (the public) were allowed to grieve and remember him. Well, it is not my place to remember Weiland as a bad husband and father, as he was neither to me personally. It was in poor taste to publish that kind of private anguish. I think that the shock of this is why so many of us are having problems with closure.

I am not deifying him when I choose to remember him as superb vocalist, brilliant performer, a gifted songwriter, a chameleon who changed his shape and hair color with no regard for public opinion, a romantic who felt deeply, a larger than life dedicated entertainer for 30 years. These are what Scott Weiland meant to  me and millions of others.

THIRTY years.

The music lives on.

Scott told the Rolling Stone that Stone Temple Pilots’ goal was to create a legacy. They succeeded.


One of my all time favorite songs. Especially poignant now, this ballad from Velvet Revolver: