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Cuddl Duds

December 5, 2013

This morning, I am putting my cuddl duds that I purchased last year, to work, along with my big girl boots. The cuddle duds top, feels good, nice and soft and it will be tested today at our very low temperature. The boots were last year’s Christmas gift and I did not put many miles on them.


My dilemma has been resolved and thank you to those that responded to my need. I will go ahead and post smaller images and I will also check out Flickr as was suggested to me. I feel a bit gabby today. It is my sister’s birthday today, and I wish Julie, a Happy Birthday! We have had our home on the market for several months and it looks like we may moving forward, but I won’t count my chickens just yet. In these months we have taken on the care of feral cats (they are not wild) and now their mother has joined in on getting her share of nourishment. She looks a bit ragged but has managed to survive and she might be growing kitties in her belly. Since the kitties in the garage ordeal our neighbor has shown concern for them and speaks as though they are his. They do live primarily on his property and I can’t blame them as he has a lovely large backyard with trees and wood decks to hide under. But he, our neighbor is not here all of the time. I watch them romp and play and they have such a good time chasing each other and for me to think that capturing them and separating them is the answer, does not appeal to me. It is bittersweet for us as we have grown attached but the truth is that we have four cats and we cannot be moving eight cats across California into Oregon.


This is my son’s family that we wish to be closer too. We hope to relocate somewhere between California and Washington. I realize how fragile my heart has become as I ponder on the fact that I will celebrate another birthday in a couple of months. We live our live’s focused on our needs and wants and then all of a sudden the years have flown by. Family ties get strained and sometime the bonds are broken by hurt, offense, disappointment and un-forgiveness. It is silly for me to think that I can be all things to all people and to all animals. I thank God that I have come to not depend on my own strength and that I can do it all…My faith sustains me and when I lose my focus and I am always gently guided back onto my path. It’s for my safety and my peace…as I let go and let God. Mom’s, dad’s, brother’s, sister’s, aunt’s, uncle’s, cousin’s, grandmother’s and grandfather’s…communicate to your family, to your friends, to the person that you do not know but that could use a smile, for his or her heart to be lifted. Give the gift, it is more blessed to give than to receive…


9 Comments leave one →
  1. December 5, 2013 12:07 PM

    “Give the gift, it is more blessed to give than to receive…”
    How nice and right… Thank you dear, it was so nice sharing. Love, nia


  2. December 5, 2013 1:04 PM

    How true – we can’t be all things to all people, and we can’t rescue all the animals. I know both impulses well – but growing up means becoming more realistic, more accepting of reality. It’s not always fun, but that’s just the way it is.

    Pretty amaryllis. That was the one thing my mother always wanted for Christmas. She always got one, too!


    • December 5, 2013 7:20 PM

      The gentleman purchasing our home is retired and I think I will leave him a bag of cat food and bowls. He might like the company of furry friends.. I love red!


  3. December 5, 2013 4:45 PM

    What a great-looking family your son has! It will be nice to be closer to them.


    • December 5, 2013 7:16 PM

      Thank you Pat, it will be. We have not seen them for two years now..


  4. December 5, 2013 6:41 PM

    I hope your boots and cuddl duds kept you warm and cozy. I’ve always thought that was a great name for them.


    • December 5, 2013 7:15 PM

      I do believe I was warmer from my waist up but my feet were cold all day…but I am not alone with being cold today. (:


  5. Ellen permalink
    December 6, 2013 5:57 PM

    True thoughts and words, Roberta. Blessings on you…


  6. December 16, 2013 12:34 AM

    Susan says: I, along with a neighbor care for a feed a colony of ferals. When I thought I was moving 2 years ago, I would walk to food to my neighbors house. They all followed but for 2. So I kept feeding them. I haven’t moved yet but it is inevitable. The one feral, which I’ve named Tiger, sits between my legs, comes to my voice, rubs against me and purrs like crazy. I already have 3 indoor cats. He wouldn’t do well with them. Do you think it’s possible to relocate him when I move, with me that is?


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