February: Time to rebuild

Well Inverted Cow friends and fanatics. It is a few days off of Valentines day, for the first time in almost ten years I am going to spend it alone again. I wanted to give my wife the same bouquet of lavender roses that we had for our wedding day. I was working to squirrel enough away on the ol credit card to put the order in. Now I can only think about it.

After an hour of searching through old photos,
I found one that had a good image of the roses.
She always loved the lavender ones best.

Ok enough thinking. I am still without a working digital camera so I have no pictures for you. I have a camcorder that takes questionable images,  and I have found one cellphone but not the charger or any cords to make it work. I may be able to buy one after pay day depending on how things go with the bills.  So far it looks like I might be able to get on top of them quickly. But I will not know until I see a full paycheque next week. I apologize  for not being able to fill the blog with images of things from here. But if it helps look a a blank piece of white paper and you  almost have my yard right now.


Tales from the Cheese wagon

Speaking of snow, Last week we had this NASTY heavy fog first thing in the morning. I drove the bus through it, and at times I had to slow down and look out the entry way doors to see the shoulder of the road. I managed to finish the route. Others were not so lucky, one driver was so blinded by the fog he could not merge on to the main highway. He had to rework his route and finished a bit late. Another driver left the road and hit a ditch. There was some minor damage to the bus entry door but nothing more. I finished the route and the front of my bus was covered with this beautiful hoarfrost, it was all windblown backwards and almost a full inch thick. Yes I was regretting not having the camera at that point because it was something to see, and I would have snapped a few pictures and posted them.

Other thoughts and musings, 

Over the last couple of weeks I have been working through some of Marianne's things. Memories journals love letters that sort of thing.  I am tossing out old receipts and junk and old papers from the Mary Kay business and crap that is just clutter, But I am sorting through it all and picking out the stuff that I think she would want to have back. Unfortunately this is allowing me to see more of the woman that I loved. I am reading personal thoughts and rereading personal notes that she wrote to me along with my replies. I keep wondering where it all went wrong and how could I let her go knowing as I did. But I always came back to the same thought Love is not about holding on love is about letting go and letting love do the holding on.

Guess you could say I am still reeling a little bit over the whole thing. The cats on the other hand appear to be adapting to the whole idea nicely, Even Hope now, jumps on my lap for snuggles once in a while. If I am out of the house for any length of time one or all three of them give me what for when I come back in.

Winter here is almost past us, the days are getting longer, the nights are not quite as cold. My favorite time of the year is almost upon us and I just purchased a new spade for all the digging I get to do this year. With any luck I will have a video clip for you next time and hopefully a new or working camera to snap some pictures with.

If I ever find my living room the house may start to feel normal again. Right now I have boxes and totes of stuff piled on every surface and they keep growing no matter how much I put away.

Till next time Cheers C[_]