Wine & Cheese ~ 78th Serving

wine n cheeseWelcome to Wine & Cheese, my weekly, Wednesday whine session.

Every week on Wednesday I devote a blog to whining. Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times.

I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs.

I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well.

I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal.

If you’d like to read the past editions of Wine & Cheese just click HERE for all of the past postings.

Sit back and join me now for the 78th serving of some wine and cheese!

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😦  I am ready to find Skyler kitten a new home.  Okay not really, but I’ve about reached the end of my rope.  I get that she is just a kitten and therefore more curious and mischievous than an adult cat, but she has a mean streak too, she likes to bite me, hard.  And her favorite pastime is trashing the one Christmas tree.  Well, when she isn’t on the kitchen counter knocking things off.  I’m positive she is going to hell too, because she got into the nativity and tossed baby Jesus and the 3 Wise Men out and on the floor.

😦  At the moment it sure isn’t looking like a White Christmas is on order for our area.  This is the one and only time I’m crazy about snow.  Don’t need a lot, just a few inches to wake up to on Christmas morning to set the mood.  Instead it looks as if it will be just dry and cold.  I’m not happy.  Time to get all the kiddos wearing their jammies inside out and backward and all those other crazy superstitions they have for snow.

😦  I think that I am again getting a cold.  I’m so tired of blowing my nose and having sniffles.


🙂  I have had the opportunity to work from home more lately.  I love this!  Not only is it a big savings on gas, but I actually do better work when I am home, alone, in the quiet.  My coffee pot close by, oils for the diffuser or my favorite candles.  I love it.

🙂  I wasn’t sure I would like it, but I’m starting to have fun with Instagram!  It’s actually a rather enjoyable app.

🙂  I not only worked from home today, I managed to get 3 loads of laundry done, and make a kick-butt dinner as well, all while rocking the job.

🙂  It’s not quite 8pm and I’m done with everything I needed to accomplish today.  That means a book, my tea, and my jammies are on deck now. WOOHOO!


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Snow Day Coffee Musings

Coffee cup with steam“Snow is a great equalizer. It softens rough edges, hides ugly imperfections under its pristine cloak, quiets the harshness of sound. Traveling in it gives us all the same struggle (& a little sense of adventure) as we forge our way. That’s why I love the snow!” ~ Mary Herling Manifold

When I saw that this morning I loved it and asked Mary if I could quote her today in my blog post.  She is one of my many cousins on my dad’s side that I grew up with playing under grandma and grandpa’s dining room table while the adults sat around it telling stories we all remember well to this day.  Some very fond memories from that time.  I’m so thankful for Facebook as it has kept us all in touch when our family yahoo group turned in to a political soap box.

It is snowing this morning again, looks like we might have picked up another inch or  two.  Fresh covering over all of the foot prints and sled tracks on the hill in back, and the trees are all covered again.  So beautiful to sit in here and look at with my coffee in hand, Christmas trees all lit up and music playing.  I love working from home, I get so much more done this way.  Doesn’t hurt that I love my home!

Yesterday I made a decision that I have been pondering for several weeks.  In November of 2010, I had started another blog page for my faith, This Broken Angel – A Prodigal Daughter’s Return To Her Faith.  It isn’t that my faith isn’t woven into my life, or that I am in some way ashamed and want to hide it.  But not everyone believes as I do, or wants to read about that.  It can get kind of deep and The Musings Of Marvelous Martha is not faith focused, it’s about the crazy life I am living and not sure this makes any sense but the two are linked.  Sometimes I will reblog a post from there to this page but if you are at all interested you can skip on over there and follow it too.  Oops, hijacked myself.  The decision was if I was going to brush the dust off of that page and keep it, actually posting to it, or just let it go.  I decided that it will help me to stay focused daily on my walk so it is all cleaned up with a new look and I’m posting on it again.  Even bought the URL as when you invest money in something you tend to apply more effort.  🙂  And when you invest your time, you tend to put more time and effort into the task, it all feeds off itself and grows.

I just noticed I have 57 emails in my direct sales inbox for my 3 direct sales businesses.  I swear they mate and multiply over night sometimes.  Oh well no big deal. I will get to them later today.

You know what I love? This sounds nutty, but the smell of the carpets being cleaned!  Right now mine are being cleaned as I sit here.  If you are in the greater Cincinnati area, I recommend Blue Sky Carpet Cleaning.  They do residential and commercial and they rock!  6 rooms and a hallway for $99 right now.  You can’t beat that and who doesn’t want nice looking rugs for the holidays?  🙂  Not sure what the deodorizer is they use but it smells great.  With 3 cats and a dog, I may do this every 4-6 months.  They are a small, local business, 859-307-5690.  Support small, local businesses!!!

Hmm…my coffee cup is empty, time for a new pot of coffee.  And then back to work as soon as the carpet cleaners are finished. (I’m now standing at the kitchen counter with my laptop working and watching my carpets look AMAZING.  🙂

Friday Confessional ~ On Saturday

WOW what a week, it flew by!

And here it is, confessional time already.

Grab a seat and some coffee, time to confess.

I confess…

I have a serious addiction to ‘Scandal’.  And…

Sons of Anarchy


Blue Bloods

The Walking Dead

Those are the shows I HAVE to see each week, it is sad but true.

I confess…

I have to practically block calendar time to play Candy Crush Saga or it would dominate my life.  I know, that too is sad.  But I love the game! We even had an expert in for a class in managing priorities that said it is a great game to use as a break to re-stimulate the brain.  My problem is that it is like crack for me, once I start it is hard to stop.  I steer away from it unless I am home, or on the ferry, with nothing else to do.  Some folks have a magazine rack or a book shelf in the bathroom. Me? I…well never mind.

I confess…

This is being written on Saturday because I was way too busy at work on Friday to take lunch and write.  But that is okay, busy at work means we are all employed and we are all rather fond of our jobs.  Okay most days.

I confess…

It is a great morning!  Slept in, and I slept like a downed tree last night.  Caught up on my shows before I went to bed, slept in until 9:30am.  My laundry is started, and I’m enjoying a cup of coffee with a kitten in my lap.  That is the way to write!  Hmm.. maybe some time working on my book today is in order too.

I confess…

It was raining last night by the time I finished dinner and dishes so I could not walk the dog.  I could use an umbrella, but having a wet dog, which results in a stinky dog, didn’t seem like a good option.  I’ll just walk her twice today!

I confess…

I’m off to find shoes to make my Saturday Shoe Lust post with, which is a total pleasure because I really love shoes!  Well looking at them. I hate wearing shoes.  Give me socks thanks.

Wine & Cheese ~ 75th Serving

wine n cheeseWelcome to Wine & Cheese, my weekly, Wednesday whine session.

Every week on Wednesday I devote a blog to whining. Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times.

I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs.

I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well.

I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal.

If you’d like to read the past editions of Wine & Cheese just click HERE for all of the past postings.

Sit back and join me now for the 75th serving of some wine and cheese!

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😦  It is only November 12th, and we’ve had one snow fall of a half inch or so, and I’m sick of it already.  Yes, it is very pretty.  But it is cold, and I don’t like being cold.  And slick roads are no fun, especially when your car thinks it is going out for a spot in the ice follies.  Spun that sucker around on an over pass, one and a half times so that I was going the wrong way in my lane when I finally stopped.  Yep, that totally trumped my coffee for being on the edge.

😦  Cold means that I need to get my dog a sweater.  If there is one thing I think is totally ridiculous it is a dog wearing sweaters.  However, Yorkies don’t have fur, they have hair, and no under coat.  If you are cold, the dog is also.  So, if we are going to keep walking every day when I get home, she needs to be properly outfitted.  Mittens or booties will not be necessary…at least I hope.

😦  The demon possessed cold on steroids that kicked my butt over the weekend is not letting go entirely.  While I feel great, I still have the sniffles and a bit of a cough.  OH the joy.

😦  Oh the joys of winter, like scraping your car windows.  Not much fun with the arthritis in my hands, OUCH.  Guess that goes with the joys of aging as well.


🙂  Nothing says “gosh I am sure glad I have started nightly walks with the dog” like getting on the scale after 2 weeks and discovering you have shed 7.5 pounds.   And it isn’t even a long route that we take, just 15 minutes but seems to be helping.  Talk about motivation to extend the distance!

🙂  My jeans aren’t so snug anymore!

🙂  Skyler is back to being pure kitten.  If she isn’t trying to sneak out of a room, into a closet, or picking a fight with one of the other cats, she is curled up in my lap.  Love my little fluff ball.

🙂  When I get home this evening there is a wonderful man waiting for me.  And a big slow cooker full of stew for dinner.  I cannot wait!  Great guy, good food, what more could a girl ask for?


One for every woman (and a few men) who hate finding dirty dishes in the sink.


You Can’t Make This Sh*t Up Thursday

I often hear of bucket lists, and while there are things I want to do before I die, I have yet to put those into a formal list.

My question is, do you have an UN-bucket list?  You know, those things that happen to you in life that would never have made the bucket list, they are more of those off the wall experiences that fall into the “you can’t make this sh*t up!” category.  Thursdays will be those days for me to share that ever growing list.  My life is full of such events, which tends to make it way more interesting and amusing.  At least to some folks on the outside looking in. Me? I just have to laugh or I’d probably cry and go bonkers.

As if yesterday’s post wasn’t full of oddness enough (semi trucks on the ferry, my little kitten etc), life kept it on a roll.  I got home with NO traffic issues (nothing short of amazing) and went to check on my kitten.  She is confined to the master bed and bath for 2 weeks while she is healing.  She greeted me at the bedroom door, having heard me come in the front door.  My nose immediately detected a very unpleasant odor.  Poop.  I looked all over and nothing could be found.  Her litter box looked fine, as in everything covered.  I picked her up and thankfully the stench grew stronger quickly, before I put her against me, because hanging there off the butt end of my fur ball was a big ole dingleberry.  For those that do not know, it’s a ball of feces stuck in the hair of one’s tush.  In this case it was more of a log.  I took her straight in the bathroom and removed it with toilet paper, but it was mashed into her fur.  Only way to deal with that? Bathe the kitten.  I want you to know that you have not truly lived until  you try to bathe a kitten who is certain you are trying to drown her.

tumblr_lkhntxfjoX1qjcwjgo1_500Now, picture this, we have a nice, large jaccuzzi tub in the bathroom, oval shaped.  I am holding the kitten and turn on the water and yep, she figures out really fast that it’s going to somehow involve her.  I go to stick her butt and tail under the water and I swear all 4.5 pounds of tiny Skyler is on alert.  Her little legs spread wide to try to reach the sides to hold her out of the water, while her upper body starts to twist and claw into my arms.  Thankfully I saw this coming and had pulled down my shirt sleeves.  I had to work really hard to not drop her while shampooing her bottom.  Took 2 separate attempts and all I had to do this with was Avon Naturals Kids Coconut shampoo.  So upon drying her off the second time she now smelled like a daiquiri.  But it was a big improvement.  I also didn’t have a towel handy so used my bath towel.  I then had to do a load of laundry because I wasn’t about to shower and use that towel until I had!

As the night wore on, I started to feel bad.  Like in sick.  😦  this is not a happy thing for me, I don’t like being sick.  I’ve tried hard to be in denial and refuse to accept it.  First the cat bath, now this. UGH

At bedtime I put the kitten on my blanket that I sleep under.  With menopause in full swing it is better to have my own blanket so as not to freeze my honey out when I have to throw off the blankets in the night sweats.  And I love the blanket, it is one my niece gave me last year for Christmas and it is SOOOOO soft.  Kitten ended up under the edge of it.  She didn’t move all night that I know of, as was evidenced by when I woke up and my pajama pant leg was soaking wet (she had climbed up on my leg to sleep) and the blanket.  One sniff and I knew she had pee’d on me.  I have no clue why she never went to use her litter box.  Perhaps her pain meds left her in a zone?  Or maybe she was stuck?  Who knows, I only know that waking up covered in kitten urine was not on my bucket list.  For that matter neither is bathing poop off a cat’s butt.

One last strange thing on the radar…my blog just suggested “New Mexico State University” as a recommended tag.  Hmm…not sure what connection this all has to that particular college.

You can’t make this sh*t up!


last chanceI know, my wonderful readers, I’ve neglected my page. I’ve been busy busy busy, but I will update you all soon!!

Meanwhile, I’ve been working one of my many direct sales businesses, Jewelry In Candles, and LOVING it.  I signed up FREE.  NO minimums on sales, so it’s even better.  30% commissions were something I wasn’t passing up.  And I started building a team.

Well now, free signup for reps is ending.  They did a 90 day recruit drive and now, on 11/15 it is OVER.  SO, if you are interested in making a little money for the holidays (direct deposit of your checks on the 15th and 30th of the month) do NOT hesitate.  Go to my store to sign up ( click on “become a rep” by my photo).  I would LOVE to have YOU on my team!  If nothing else, you save 30% on your own purchases, and these candles make dynamite gifts.  Each jewelry piece is worth $10 – several thousand dollars.  And you/your customers can pick your ring size, or pick a necklace or earrings as your jewelry surprise!


Wine & Cheese ~ 73rd Serving

wine n cheeseWelcome to Wine & Cheese, my weekly, Wednesday whine session.

Every week on Wednesday I devote a blog to whining. Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times.

I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs.

I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well.

I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal.

If you’d like to read the past editions of Wine & Cheese just click HERE for all of the past postings.

Sit back and join me now for the 73rd serving of some wine and cheese!

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😦  I want to whine about poop.  Not my poo, I am just fine, all regular and fluffy floaty like.  I want to complain about animal poop.  Specifically MY animal’s poo.

I have this dog, a cute, floppy eared, FAT Yorkie, named Penny.  She is 10 years old and about 4 pounds over weight.   She was my daughter’s side kick for her entire existence until this past June when she took up residence with me in the Knight’s palace.  I also have my cat, and one of my niece’s cats.  And also, a rescue kitten.  All the cats were rescues, and technically the pooch is too as she had to go live with someone other than my daughter.  4 critters = loads (as in many) of poo.

My cats.  They share a litter box even though I’ve read and been told that they each should have their own.  I’m unsure how you assign a cat to a particular box.  The kitten came with her own and the big cats immediately took to using her kitty commode.  I don’t buy into this each needs their own, I think it’s a scam to get cat owners to buy more crap catchers than they really need.  The cats scatter litter out on the floor of the bathroom in the lowest corner of the house.  Even the lidded boxes are no match for my little litter warriors.  So I finally ditched the lid, and everyone is using the same box.  Sort of.  One of the 3 seems to prefer going on the top edge of the box as opposed to IN the box.  One has taken to going on the floor about once a week.  I’m not sure if that is because there was a line and  wait at the potty and they couldn’t hold it or what.

My dog.  I grab a bag and paper towels, being a responsible pet owner, and when we walk I pick up the little bombs she likes to drop. In. Every. Yard. We. Pass.  REALLY? If I give her too much retractable leash that is exactly what she will attempt to do.  And last night, while taking a quick walk (we had to shorten it due to rain), she who had eaten cat food a few too many times behind my back, decided when I wouldn’t allow her to go in every single yard, she’d cop a squat in the middle of the street and drop her little poopoo land mine right there.  This would not be a major problem other than she looks dumb as a brick except that thanks to the cat food the dog has the trots.  As in runny poo.   SERIOUSLY DOG????? How the heck do you pick that up?  I had to kinda wipe and fake it cause there was NO getting that mess up.  Thankfully it was mostly dark already and not under a street light.


🙂  Mom had surgery for her cancer of the appendix (I know, we’d never heard of such a thing either but leave it to one of my family to get the quirkiest one we could find), and she is home already and doing great.  4th round with this so hopefully it takes a flipping hike because we’re all over this little issue, especially mom!

🙂  In cleaning out dad’s house for him to go into a nursing home I came across his old seminary stuff from high school, including letters he wrote home to his mom.  I cannot wait to find time to sit down and go through it all!

🙂  It’s Wednesday, half way to Friday.  THAT is something to be happy about.

🙂  My books are slowly yet steadily coming along.  I love it!!!!

🙂  and now, for dessert…fluffy floaties explained, in this all about poop edition of wine and cheese.


Weird & Wonderful – Tuesday Coffee Chat



The Weird:

What is with dogs?  I take the Yorkie out to do her business and as long as she is just peeing it isn’t too difficult, she finds a spot without even bothering to sniff for the most part.  But OH if she needs to drop a little brown bomb, look out.  She will walk a path in about a 2 to 3 square foot area, the same path, over and over and over again.  Soon as she gets to the end of the little design she walked, she does it again.  Some times she will reverse like a toy that has bumped into the wall, and go back over her exact steps, then reverse and do it all again.  Same path.  After several minutes of this, with me coaching her to “focus damn it mommy has to go too”, she finally walks about 2 feet outside of that area, in a straight line, and poops.  It’s as if she was drawing some kind of picture and then walked to the unused corner of the virtual canvas and signed her name with a turd.  I just do NOT understand it.  I have found multiple reasons for dogs doing this online but none stands out as the true answer other than to annoy an owner at 5am who is themselves doing a potty dance in the front yard.  However it is highly discouraged that I squat and go or the neighbors may get upset.  WEIRD!!!!

Speaking of dogs.  I had to leave the Yorkie at home today.  The boss brings his dog to work and she has fleas.  My puppy was fine after being fed and taken outside, then put back in her crate…until she heard me pick up my keys and stuff to leave.  Suddenly she started to whimper and made me feel bad.  It was like dropping my son at daycare or the baby sitter all over again 27 years ago!  I got all weepy too!  WEIRD!!!!

I love a good glass of wine or 3 now and then.  For quite awhile after moving into the Palace with the Knight I didn’t drink.  He doesn’t drink so there were no wine glasses in the house, and I just really didn’t feel much need to have a glass of wine.  I won’t argue as to anyone ever really needing a glass, as believe me in the interest of keeping the body count down I can justify, once in a while, needing  a glass of wine (or 3).  One night a few weeks back I decided I needed wanted a glass so I stopped and picked up a bottle of white zin.  Then I headed on over to Dollar Tree for a nice glass.  I bought the biggest one they had, for only $1.  While I have had wine it in, I’ve noted that even putting in sparking, fruit infused water to sip, seems to have a calming effect.  Same can be said for a diet soda.  It makes me wonder, if it isn’t just the glass?  The shape, the way it feels in my hand..kinda brings out the diva side of me, all sophistication and elegance, total class.  That side of me that will go off to the bathroom, shut the door, and quietly fart all lady-like rather than let it rip nice and loud while watching football.  WEIRD!!!!

The Wonderful:

Yep…you guessed it.  My Knight.  My man is just amazing and I cannot imagine life without him now that I’ve had life with him.  WONDERFUL!!!

1368638_520993701319492_1728425436_nMy wonderful man conceded (without batting an eye) to me bringing home a new kitten.  Originally my thought was til we found a forever home, but the kids and I wanted to keep her.  I actually wanted her from the first time I saw a picture of this adorable, black kitten that appears to have some Persian in her as her fur is long.  She has milk chocolate-colored eyes and is a rescue case.  She was found around a Skyline restaurant so my cousin dubbed her “Skylar”.  She had fleas and tape worm, but has a clean bill of health now from the vet.  She is 3-4 months old and 3 pounds of boundless energy!  The Knight’s mama sent me some great info about how to introduce her into the critterdome at home, so she wouldn’t be scared.  Well it didn’t last long and we had her out.  Pixel and Ditzy checked her out and hissed loudly at her, unimpressed with her cuteness.  Penny, the Yorkie, seems to like her, they rub noses and Penny wags her tail, and Skylar likes to hang near her.  If Penny is in her crate, Skylar lays next to it until we let the dog out.    The big cats, just keep hissing.  I was concerned at first, but seems my kitten is not at all afraid.  If they hiss at her, she bolts and chases after them.  She will chase them all over the house!  If they are laying there and she walks by, she will stop, reach out and touch their tail with her paw.  They turn, hiss and she lunges and they run.  Then she struts around and you can just tell she knows she just won!   It’s a riot.  She is a little bad ass!  WONDERFUL!!!!

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Friday Confessional


I didn’t think Friday would ever get here.

Oh it was a fast week, until I had asked off for today and made plans to get my nails and hair done, then it D-R-A-G-G-E-D.

But we have arrived, at last, so let’s do this!

I confess…

Today was Routine Marti Maintenance day.  A day off of work to handle the hair cut and new set of nails.  I hadn’t had a day off in a very long time, so it was over due and I needed to just be in maintenance and then homemaker mode.

I confess…

Homemaker mode was busy mode.  Making a menu for 2 weeks, then the grocery list.  Grocery shopping and putting it all away.  So proud of myself for coming in way under budget this time, on the way to the car while internally celebrating I realized I forgot toilet paper.  This could not be left to another time, but I wasn’t going back into the mega size grocery store.  Hello Dollar Tree.  Once in there I not only picked up toilet paper, but also 10 other items, paying a whole $11.  I love that store.

I confess…

Once the groceries were put away, I made brownies.  Gotta have dessert when the Knight’s royal offspring are here.  🙂  Then I started laundry, which is finally completed and all put away.  I also made dinner and then cleaned up.  I’m wiped out, but tomorrow I can sleep in!

I confess…

I may have a slight caffeine addiction.  Today I skipped having coffee in the morning because I was headed out, and the day has ended with a bit of a withdraw headache.  So I’m having some coffee and I’ve applied some 31 Essential Oil, problem solved.

I confess…

I am looking forward to a cup of Sleepy Time Extra tea (Celestial Seasons), and crawling into bed!

Reading The Tea Leaves

Okay I’m not really reading them.  I have no clue how to read tea leaves and not even sure…okay I do NOT believe you can ascertain anything at all from tea leaves in your cup except perhaps that the tea bag broke and perhaps you should start with a fresh one and a rinsed cup.

IF you could, in fact, read the tea leaves in advance of things this week, you would have told me to stay tucked in bed.  You’d have seen:

*There was to be an allergy attack that is so severe I lost my voice and cannot control the snot factory which was once my sinus cavity.  It sucks at levels I cannot begin to share, and I am still feeling the effects.

*The medication I opted to take to help me actually breathe again, something I’m rather fond of doing, not only would give me creepy dreams, but would annoy my lower GI track.  Enough said.

*That the odds of my getting past level 63 in Candy Crush Saga this week are about that of hell freezing over or the Bengals going to the Superbowl this year.  And yet…I did it just a few minutes ago by total fluke.  Maybe there is hope for the Bengals?

*Perhaps 24 more hours in a day, ones that I could devote entirely to my own pursuits, would be a HUGE benefit.

*I need to do that calendar blocking thing not only with work, and my 2 direct sales businesses, but for reading, and for writing my book.

*Writing a book is a big hairy deal for me…and yes some of you who read my blog (my less than friendly stalking drama queens) will be in the book.   Maybe more than one of the books in fact.

I am in a mood to write so I am sitting here in my jammies with my Chamomile tea and pondering big and important stuff like Shittens.shittens1   Yes, it is exactly what you think if you let it sink in, a mitten for cleaning up poop.  At first, I got a huge kick out of it thinking it was not real.  But alas, it seems it IS real.  I see stocking stuffers for Christmas this year.  In fact after getting my CNA and considering, of late, looking at part-time work in a nursing home (believe me they wipe a lot of tush there), I cannot help but wonder if this isn’t a product every nursing home NEEDS!

You can check out the website –> HERE  <– and now don’t you wish you would have thought this one up?  Honestly the website is such a hoot,  But then I have a warped sense of humor.

Okay time to end the rambling.  I just needed to get some writing out of my system.  It is now time to go curl up in my bed with my Kindle, the dog, a glass of wine, and some 31 Oil in the diffuser.  Because I have no idea which oil I want, and with 31 essential oils blended together, one of those is bound to hit the mark.