Monday Morning Coffee Musings

Close up of cup of coffee with pink roseHAPPY MONDAY & NATIONAL COFFEE DAY!

What a great day, the day we can celebrate whoever the brilliant soul was who figured out coffee beans, when ground up and mixed with hot water made the most wonderful of beverages known to man!  I’m enjoying mine as I write!

I have NO idea what happened the other day, but my blog readers exploded!  Over 900 views in one day, and over 500 the next, most all to the post about Persimmon seeds predicting winter.  Who knew?  I’ve also heard of some folklore associated with the number of fogs in Autumn determining snow for the winter but I’m still researching that one.

Can I ask you to help a blogger out?  Shameless self promotion here:  Today and tomorrow (thru midnight 9/30/14) any size order ships free on my Avon site.  I could really use some online customer action right now as I am trying to build this business up to make me some money.  Currently it is paying for things I need and use like makeup and shampoo etc, but I’m not making any money.  You could help with that by not only purchasing something (anything) but sharing my site and the coupon code for free shipping on any order that is placed before midnight 9/30/14 (code is:  SHIP2YOU)  So, now is the time, even if all you wish to purchase is a lipstick or pair of earrings, every little bit goes a long way to help me!

Okay where was I before I hijacked my post?  Oh yes, winter. Brrrrr!  Not a fan of driving in the snow, or being cold, but I will say that the snow is gorgeous and part of me still reacts like a child when I see it coming down in huge, quarter size flakes.  I can’t help it, that part is awesome.  Everything following from shoveling to attempting to get to a destination without being tow truck fodder is just no fun.

This weekend brought sadness to my family.  A very wonderful young man of 33 passed away suddenly, leaving behind a widow and 3 children.  He and his wife just celebrated their 2nd wedding anniversary last week, and the baby is only 5 months old.  His other children are from a previous marriage/relationship.  He was a police officer, was in my son’s wedding, and his wife is just one of the sweetest people you could meet.  It was a tragic reminder that life is so precious and short, and you can take nothing for granted.  Hug your loved ones and pray for his family please.  If you would like to donate to help his widow, you can at:

Speaking of which, that was the highlight of the week, my new grandson’s arrival into this world.  He is just precious beyond words, like his siblings.  I just love seeing new life come into the world, it is a great reminder that life is full of wonderful miracles and blessings.  The landscape of life changes so quickly, next year it will look so different than it does now.  It is vastly different than this time last year, a reminder of how much and fast things will change.  Embrace it all, feel it all, learn from it all.

Off to get the mail, and get down to the tagging and bagging of several hundred brochures in the hopes of finding new customers this week.

Have a fantastic day!


While getting ready for church this morning this song came on the contemporary Christian music station.  It totally spoke to my heart as someone who as been baptized and saved by grace, then got off track, but have made my way back.  Lyrics below the video.  Have a blessed day.

I came up, out of the water
Raised my hands, up to the father
Gave it all to him that day
Felt a new wind kiss my face
Walked away, eyes wide open
Could finally see where I was going
It didn’t matter where I’d been,
I’m not the same man I was then

I got off track, I made mistakes
Back slid my way into that place, where souls get lost,
lines get crossed and the pain won’t go away
I hit my knees, now here I stand
There I was, now here I am..
Here I am. Changed.

I got a lot of “hey I’m sorry”s,
the things I’ve done, Man that was not me
I wish that I could take it all back, I just wanna tell ‘em that.. tell ‘em how

I got off track, I made mistakes
Back slid my way into that place, where souls get lost,
lines get crossed and the pain won’t go away
I hit my knees, now here I stand
There I was, now here I am..
Here I am. Changed.

I’ve changed for the better. More smiles, less bitter..
I’m even starting to forgive myself
Yes I am

I hit my knees, now here I stand
There I was, now here I am, here I am, here I am
I’m changed. Yes I am.. I’ve changed for the better

Thank God, I changed.

Saturday Coffee Musings

iStock_000044919954SmallGood morning, though nearly afternoon!  It is a coffee loaded Marvelous One today.  Hope you have your beverage of choice for the morning and have eyes wide open and a great day ahead of you.

I found a very interesting piece of folklore this morning, and I’m hoping that it is wrong but I fear that it is dead on and that is a problem.  Seems that Persimmon seeds can predict winter.  Not unlike the Woolly Worms and other methods of determining the coming season and it’s snow and cold, if this piece of lore is to be believed, I’d be buying stock in companies that produce milk, bread and eggs now.  All methods are pointing toward a LOT of snow.   As this is the first day of deer season around these parts, I’m hoping to have plenty of venison steak in the freezer and plenty of wine on hand if we are to be snowed in at all.  I have little desire to munch on French Toast all winter, my priorities are in order.  And my kids both hunt so hopefully I will be seeing those first photos on their Facebook feeds later today of their first spoils of the hunt.  I know many are opposed to hunting as a sport, and while they may enjoy the sport side, trust me when I tell you that the meat is the object of desire.  They both cook up some amazing venison dishes.  This year my mom is hoping to get one from them for our freezer as we’re rather fond of this meat as well.

Recently I started a beauty blog for my customers and blog followers.  While primarily beauty related, there will be other items too that might be of interest.  Stop on over and visit and see for yourself.  I’ll post current specials and coupons for Avon and Jewelry In Candles, as well as tips for applying makeup, selecting your fragrance, skin care advice and much much more!  It’s in the infancy stages but I wanted to share that.

I’m hoping to get a lot of writing time in this weekend.  This writing a book gig is rather fun but takes some focus.  I’ve done a bunch of research and I’m working toward the fiction being published soon.  The non-fiction is set with a publisher so that one needs a lot more attention.  They would like to have the first draft by the end of November so I need to start applying my calendar blocking to devoted writing times.  The fiction will be an ebook and that will a self/indie published work.

While it may be many months to even over a year before I will be reaping the rewards of being a full time Avon Lady, I’m not giving up the dream or the work.  It is one of those things like the analogy about the penny.  If someone offered you $3 million dollars, or a penny that doubled in value every day for 30 days which one would you take?  Most folks immediately opt for that $3 million.  The penny doubled is 2 cents, then 4 cents, then 8 and so on.  It isn’t until near the end that it finally explodes and on day 30 you have over $10 million dollars.  It is what Darren Hardy calls the compound effect.  By the way, that is one fantastic book to read.  Direct sales is very much a compound effect business.  You work and work and build and build and for a long time see no real results.  Then suddenly, it just takes off and the money pours in and the business expands like crazy.  Trouble is most people give up long before hand, they want to get rich quick and it simply doesn’t work that way.  It’s a job, not a hobby.  Crunching the numbers shows me that I’m looking at a full year before I will see the rewards of my hard work and be able to replace the income I just lost, but unlike 90% of those in this line of work, I refuse to give up.  My why is very strong and pushing me forward daily.

Well, it is back to the bagging and tagging of brochures today so that I can get them distributed next week.  Wishing you all a fantastic weekend!

You Just Can’t Make This Sh*t Up!

YCMTUTAs you may know, I have this adorable little Yorkie.  Except that she really isn’t so little.  Around 9 or so pounds, which is a bit over weight for her but not much.  She is 11 years old, pushing 12, and she has spent the better part of her entire existence with her nose to the floor in search of food.  She is the most food motivated dog I have ever seen.  I’ve often said if you split open a 25 pound bag of dog food on the floor she’d eat until she split wide open like a bratwurst on the grill.  It’s really kind of pathetic.  Hence she lives with me because isn’t that par for the course with my life?

So, in constantly eating from the floor she not only consumes every crumb she finds but a few stray dust bunnies and some hair now and then.  Gross I know but wait, there is more.  Same dog once ate a $5 bill right from my daughter’s purse.  While standing in the yard with my son he happened to look down and said, “is that money in Penny’s poop??”  and grabbing a stick he sought to answer his question.  Once he realized it was indeed cash, and not just a $1, but a $5 note, he got a plastic baggie, turned it inside out and retrieved the poo covered cash.  He then said if his sister, who was working in a Veterinarian’s office, wasn’t going to clean it up and take it to the bank to exchange it, he would.   I took it to his sister, she did in fact wash, sanitize and then take it to the bank.  Said dog had surgery once to remove toe nail clippings, a bread twist tie, a cigarette butt and a piece of wood that we think was one of those Dent-a-sticks, all in there together thanks to the twist tie blocking her passage from her stomach.  Isn’t she great?

This morning I let the doggie out, stand on the deck while she goes, and notice she seems to be having some issues.  She had squatted, piddled, then found a new place to drop her load, but she was moving about in that position.  As she was scooting around I realized that about 3 inches behind her was a turd, following her.  It was this that she was trying to get rid of, no doubt it had one of my nieces long, bleached blond hairs in it and the other end of the strand was still in the pooch’s tush.  You could not see the strand, only the turd following her around like she had told it to ‘heel’ and being an obedient pet (something this dog knows nothing about mind you), it was sticking to her, nearly literally.  By the time I retrieved a napkin to unleash her new found follower, she had managed to catch it on something and break it’s hold.

You just can’t make this sh*t up.  Well maybe you could but really, why would you?


Friday Confessional

Confession Day is here!  Head on over to Aubrey’s place and get those things off your chest that need to go, you will feel so much better afterward.

I confess…

This is only week 2 as a full time Avon Lady but still I want it all and I want it NOW.  I realize it is a long way off before I can get to where I need to be but I am keeping the dream alive.

I confess…

This was a great week!  Totally off focus and feel like I cannot quite get things figured out, but that is okay.  This week brought the arrival of my new grandson, Ian.  That gives me 2 who share my blood, and a total of 4 who share my heart.  I love them all equally.  Mama and baby are doing great.

I confess…

I’ve still SO much on my plate to finish before my next call with my business coach, I feel like I just cannot keep up.  But I will get it all done one way or another.  I’m determined.

I confess…

I actually put some decent writing time into my book this week.  Well one of them.  But at this point I’m not certain if I will publish under my name or a pen name.  So many decisions.

I confess…

I could really use a nap.

I Don’t Have A Lot…

I may not have a lot, but I have integrity.  Leaders must have integrity to be true, good leaders.  My team, as I build it in Avon, will always know that I am honest.

I never have and never will lie about who I am, was, or did.  Where I have served in my life, what I have built, etc.  I’d rather have a short list of accomplishments that are real, than a lengthy list of made up falsehoods.  The truth ALWAYS finds people out, and these days it isn’t hard to find information.

Be a real leader, a great leader, and stick to integrity.


Tuesday Coffee Chat – Collections

OMG I thought this would never get here again!  Our hostess over at Time Out For Mom had taken the summer off from hosting the Tuesday Coffee Chat meme.  I missed it even when I didn’t get to participate.  Thank goodness she has returned.  Not a deep subject today but that is okay, my brain isn’t in the game today anyway.

Today’s topic is:  COLLECTIONS as in do I collect anything? Or have an addiction of sorts too?

Well…yes.  If you follow me for more than about 5 minutes you will pick up on the fact that I collect anything Hello Kitty and I lean especially hard toward anything pink and Hello Kitty.

I’m not at all sure why this is just that I think she is adorable and the creators can say whatever they wish, she is a cat.  Little girls do not have whiskers or tails.  Some of us older gals in the menopause years have been known to sport fuzzy faces (not yours truly yet), but as far as those whiskers found on cats, this ‘little girl’ is no little girl. Sorry but I don’t buy it.

I have 18 pairs of Hello Kitty socks, so I suppose you could say I collect socks too.  I have some Hello Kitty jammies and numerous pairs of earrings and a couple of watches and necklaces too, all Hello Kitty.  My phone case is Hello Kitty, my key chain, and I even have a Hello Kitty coffee mug and a travel mug that matches.  Sad I know.

Speaking of coffee cups, while it isn’t a collection, I do have 3 out of which I must drink my coffee.  I am a tad OCD about a few things and that is one of them.  Hence, as I am staying at my son’s with his other 2 children while his wife is giving birth to #3, I’m about to have a nervous breakdown over the cup I’m drinking coffee from.  It isn’t one of MY special cups and that is killing me.  But the coffee is so big a part of me I cannot do without it so such is life.  I’ll survive.

So there you have it, my odd ball collections of things off the wall for a 51yo woman.

Click the icon above to join us and share your collections.

Saturday Morning Coffee Musings

iStock_000044919954SmallI love the weekend!  Slept round the clock last night, literally 12 amazing hours of sleep that was long over due for not just me but all of us Divas.  Who could ask for anything more?  After all of the exercise from yesterday with mom, out hanging brochures all over a neighborhood, and now all this sleep, I feel like dancing on the ceiling today!  I won’t as I’d likely fall and break my neck but it’s nice to have enough energy that I COULD.

Baby watch continues as I’m hoping to receive the call from my son to come watch his other 2 children while he and his wife head to the local hospital to welcome my new grandson into this world.  I’m very hopeful it happens this weekend, or they will have to induce her on Tuesday.  I very much prefer to have little Ian arrive all on his own.

Today is a writing day for me. I have to get some serious work done on my books I’m writing.  I’ve been so busy with other things I’ve been neglecting my writing.  But that is being rectified today.  Bring on the java!  To me, it is now part of my job and who I am so I need to get it done.

I also need to get my Avon/Beauty Blog live.  I have some content but not enough so that will require some serious work too.  I need a clone, that would do it.  Good thing I enjoy all this or I’d be in for a day full of heavy sighs and yawns.

For now, time to clean and get things in order around the house.  Much to do and only so many daylight hours to get it done.