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Happy Happy Day! Blue Bottle Garden Trees

I’ve been wanting on of these things for years!

Now, the ones in the pics aren’t MY tree, I just found a smaller one that will fit a teeny hillock on the NW corner of my garden.

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I’m obsessed with blue bottle trees like these- and blue glass evil eye trees

My friend is delivering it in about 30 minutes. Granted, mine is much smaller- about 16″ at base and 5 feet tall, but it is the perfect size for where I want to place it.

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pic of the one I bought from my friend, minus the bottles

I plan on making a fairy garden for Maisie nearby.

I love lots of whimsy in my gardens and Maisie loves helping outside. We live in a very artsy, laid-back beach town- so growing food on your lawn and sculptures are pretty much the norm in my book.

 

My gnomes will appreciate this, too.
BTW, my mysterious gnome problem ceased about 2 yrs ago.

 

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If I Died Tomorrow…

If I died tomorrow, I would have lived a wonderful, full, exciting life.

I’ve been so blessed- I’ve done EVERYTHING I’ve ever wanted to do, everything I’ve ever dreamed of! I’ve lived all over the world, visited so many places, met so many wonderful people.

I have 4 amazing, healthy children. I’ve had so much love in my life that I can scarcely believe it. I’ve traveled, had infamy (fame is no fun), met incredible people, been poor, been rich, been thin, been plump, been spoiled, been resourceful, had wonderful health- and scary bad health.

I was diagnosed with the autoimmune disorder lupus in my 40s- and with Factor V Leiden (a clotting disorder) when I was pregnant with Maisie. Both are genetically inherited. I had 2 TIAs (small strokes) in my early 40s, which were explained by the conditions I have.

Honestly, I think it’s the adversity that’s the best wake up call. The Universe sometimes has to grab you by the scruff of your neck and shake sense into you. It happened to me and thank GOODNESS it did. I would DEFINITELY consider my ‘conditions’ to be a blessing in disguise. They made me appreciate life and stop and smell (and plant) the roses.

If you would have told me 15-10-even 7 years ago that I would be starting over with a newborn baby at 45, wearing almost no makeup, not worrying about my wardrobe, not doing theater or acting anymore, I would have laughed at you.

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so not me anymore

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vanity can be ok, but too much focus on it and you lose sight of what’s important

I was a shallow bitch, lemme tell ya. I was full of anxiety and worried about things that didn’t matter at the end of the day.

Maybe the stuff I love now doesn’t matter to 99.9 percent of people, but it does to me and makes me so happy- which is enough.

I spent a majority of my life with chronic depression and anxiety and now- POOF!

GONE.

It’s amazing to me. Being happy is amazing to me. I love it.

Now I sit here thinking about bucket lists and the only thing I can think of is this:

I would love to live long enough to watch my kids all grow up and have grandkids.

That’s it, that’s all.