I love wall vases and these are two that I have recently found on Etsy. Of course, the arrangements did not come in them but my local floral designer created those for me. I have one hanging on the foyer wall and one is hanging on the guest bedroom hall wall. And, I'm sure you notice that both of these have a bird of them. That makes them even more of a favorite for me.
2. Last time you were 'thrown in at the deep end'? Explain.
The first thing to come to my mind was 11 years ago this past June when my Daddy was diagnosed with Guillian Barre Syndrome. It hit him out the blue and he was pretty much completely disabled over night. I knew I had to sink or swim and I put on my "big girl panties" and did what I had to do. It was a long and difficult journey, long, long hospital stay, then transitioning to a nursing facility. But, God had other plans for him and Daddy made a complete recovery over the course of a year, moved into an assisted living facility where he remains today at the age of 91. It was truly a miracle and we came out on top of the "deep end". I really won't mind if I never have another "thrown in at the deep end" experience.
3. Sun, sea, sand, salt...your favorite when it comes to summer?
It has been years and years since we've been to the beach and I often think I would like to go. I'm not a fan of the sun or the sand but there are ways to limit the sun and I can endure the sand if I have to. I love the sounds and sights of the sea, especially in the early morning and late evenings.
4. Bury your head in the sand, the sands of time, draw a line in the sand, pound sand, shifting sands...pick one and tell us how the phrase currently relates to your life in some way.
I'd have to say shifting sands. I'm about to be 69 and Hubby is 74 and we're witnessing some of the tough things of aging. We've been blessed thus far but we're seeing friends decline in health and even lost some very dear to us through death. We see our Grans getting older and their interests shifting. All of this is a part of life but some of these shifting sands can be mighty tough.
5. On a scale of 1-10 (1 = make your own rules and 10=like a warden), how strict were your parents? If you're a parent where on the scale do you land?
Oh, wow! I'd say my parents were about an 8. I pretty much just compiled with the "rules of our house" and have fond memories of growing up but I'm quite sure my parents would have been defined as "strict." Remember, my Daddy was a minister and that might have well played a role in what was expected of us. ~smile~
I think Tommy and I were probably about a 5. We definitely had rules and thankfully our two played by those rules for the most part. It would be interesting to see how they would rate us. I think I'll ask them. ~chuckle~
6. Insert your own random thought here.
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