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Remember that famous saying, insinuating nothing would stop U.S. mail from reaching us?

Well, maybe nature couldn’t stop the mail from being delivered… but looks like money can, as the discussion on the news this morning was eliminating another day of mail delivery.

That said, with all the email we all use for correspondence both personal and business, the e-cards with beautiful photos we can send for free, the advertisements readily found on line that reach customers, it was… inevitable.

Change is inevitable.

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Remember my post yesterday, guilt? Well, I’ve made progress, s.l.o.w. progress, but progress.

Today’s errands went like this:

• The villas that looked great on the internet were not.
• Home Depot no longer carried the product we were seeking.
• Office Depot was out of both the size and color of stamp Leon needed.
• I didn’t buy the pound cake I wanted because of the fat count, and now I crave it.

But, I not only remembered, but found strange heavy duty needles at Publix, a grocery store, of all places, so am going to attempt to hand sew denim bags for the Good Medicine Project! Leon gave me a pair of jeans to cut up. They have been washed in hot water and dried on high heat enough times that if the kids decide to have a food fight with their Medicine Bags in reach, they can be tossed in the machine and they won’t shrink!

And, of course, as soon as I put them together, I’m going to wash them and dry them (sans food fight, I hope) before I sew on whatever I sew on them. (You don’t really think I had it all together at once did you? You did? You must be just passing through.)

Have to say, these are scary looking needles, but I won’t attempt to use the curved ones, no telling what damage I could do to myself with those, I’m not exactly a seamstress, you know. If you don’t hear from me, it may be I forgot we have an air mattress and decided to use the straight pins while sitting on the bed…. It would not be the first time… but that time it was a waterbed.

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What are you waiting for? You don’t want to get a reputation like me do you? As a procrastinator? As a person who’s intentions are great, but…?

I know you don’t. And I know you have little items that would make great lucky charms for kids that would hold them dear to their hearts… more dear than you can imagine in your well-educated heads, or your heads filled with nonsense, or whatever.

Remember the 140 afghans that so many people helped make and distribute to kids at Camp Sanguinity in Texas? Kids who were fighting blood diseases or cancer and/or their siblings go there in the summer to just be kids. How cool is that?! Last year, Shelly at This Eclectic Life was able to deliver those afghans because a LOT of people got off their padded posteriors (or sat on them while concentrating on something other than themselves, like knitting, crocheting, or making little cards, or even blogging or calling on other people to help).

This year she asked for a LOT less effort from all of us. I for one, have not come through yet, other than a previous post and good intentions. Good Medicine Project. Little bags less than 4×4 inches and little charms (not glass) that the kids might deem lucky (or soothing or even just downright interesting – in my mind). Now those that can’t sew or knit could find little charms and send them off to Shelly to put together. The latter is not that hard, right?

This is not about making you all feel guilty if you already knew about it. I’m carrying enough guilt for all of y’all, trust me. It’s not about not having to watch Shelly beg. Though, with her, begging could become interesting, she is a story teller — or a horror, depending, she does have a photo of her dressed as a pirate…)

It is that it is not that hard for us to do, if we just take the time. I know, perhaps, time is money, time is hard to find, time is not at your disposal. OK, you are excused. Perhaps you are way too busy, legitimately, already stuffing 29 hours in a 24 hour day – and that on 4 hours sleep. Ok, you are excused as well. You others with honest excuses, we can’t ignore you either. Excused!

But, you who are just letting it slip your mind or saying, tomorrow, tomorrow, I’ll do it tomorrow, tomorrow’s a day a way or however that song almost goes, this is your friendly reminder.

Yes, you are welcome. Click on the link above in this post. (or the Button on the left side bar. Then, tomorrow, someone, please, remind me. Just in case I revert to the old me.

And if you are curious about the afghans because you missed out, well, there’s a button on the left to that, too… or you could just click right about here! (This link has info on both… including charm ideas…)

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Shelly at This Eclectic Life chose Fridays to speak Only the Good and asked us to share our good, too. Ironically, I wrote the following before I realized it was Friday. Minds work in cool ways occasionally.

Note: Writing this, I started out playful, and turned a tad bit serious. A flaw? Or another level of appreciation of mankind?

Today, I am thankful for my usual, plus:

• a perfect Florida day,again. The kind that sucks Winter tourists into living here year round. Rotten thing for Nature to do, but for today, we all enjoy.
• our landlord, for hiring a contractor that is personable, pays attention to detail, and likes to clean up as he is going!
• obviously, for said contractor and his assistant
• the removal of old jalousies that allowed indoors constant waves of hot and humid Florida air and for the new insulated windows in their place. I can peek through the blinds and see (until the ocean spray coats them) the parking lot and palm trees rather than frosted glass.
• Facebook’s ability to keep me from tossing and turning while you know who is trying to sleep (Please note, I am only referring to those nights I can’t sleep because my mind refuses to. My iphone, as much as I love it, does not share our bed normally.)
• obviously, my iPhone for allowing me access to the internet without lugging my laptop to bed – or even get out of bed.
• Those who are trying to tweak the recipe to make lemonade since life gave them some pretty sour lemons recently. Hopefully, they will write down the recipe to share with any of us who are later tossed similar lemons.

Note, again. As I was posting this, a neighbor stopped to see our still unfinished windows and commented on the fact David did a nice job on them. He, also, noted that time had been taken to rebuild the window frame, something, he mentioned, many other contractors had not bothered doing. (I remembered David telling Leon he was sorry how long it was taking be cause he had to rebuild the frames.) I had assumed any contractor would do that part. Now I know how special David is. There are tradesmen who do it right the first time. I am witnessing it!

Off subject, if we could have a washer/dryer, make the A/C a closed system, AND redo the entire tile floor with the proper padding beneath to keep from giving poor Henry below so many headaches, we’d buy out here. Well, if they would miraculously come up with more parking. Oh, and make the building AND parking lot non-smoking! And, get rid of the fire ants on the path to the beach….

Yeah, guess we will be moving. Now, if we could only find a cheap fixer upper in a good neighborhood — in the county he works — we’d hire David.

Seek the good today, y’all. It’s there, might be just around the corner, or beneath the house – or in the far reaches of your memory – or even at someone else’s home, but it is there.

Stereotyped Florida

Yes, some of you saw that photo before, but it is so very much South Florida!

Note: David Suarez, Sr. of DSS Construction Inc, of West Palm Beach, is the contractor mentioned above!

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