january 31, 2018

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“We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same.” ~ Carlos Castaneda


eyebrow man


Dad was outnumbered at last night’s dinner. He was also in a silly mood. So, now, let’s just enjoy his eyebrows, shall we? 

january 30, 2018

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“Life has no remote. Get up and change it yourself.” ~ Unknown




I love it when the Universe conspires for good. About ten days ago there came a comment on an outhouse post from Lori Sanford (center). She found me through an outhouse image that Google indexed of the Patrick and Rebecca Risner headstone. Lori was researching her genealogy. After finding the tombstone, and reading the post, she assumed we were related. She assumed correctly. The Risner’s had five daughters and one son: Daisy, Chester, Minnie, Hester, Ada, and Hazel. My great-grandmother was Minnie. She married Douglas Adams and they had seven children: Eugene, Orville (my grandfather), Edna (Lori’s great-grandmother), Wick, Opal, Mildred, and Randy. We exchanged a few emails and hit it off right away. Tonight, with her mother Sharon (right), we met for dinner. Sharon’s mom, Imogene (mom’s first cousin), is now 87 and in poor health, so sadly she couldn’t join us. Mom and Sharon hadn’t seen each other since Edna’s funeral in 1985. (As an aside, I called Edna ‘Banana.’ Nobody knows why.) We all learned things about the family we didn’t know before we sat down together. Marriages, deaths, affairs, quirks, similarities, differences: we ran through the list. Perhaps the most interesting thing of all is that Lori is also a drummer. Both she and mom played drums in marching band. Imagine three female drummers in one family. How awesome is that? Plus, mom and Sharon have birthdays just four days apart (Jan 24 and 20 respectively), so tonight we celebrated them both. Mom and I had a fantastic time, and I’m pretty sure Lori and Sharon did, too (poor dad was outnumbered). We vowed to meet again, and it’s a dinner I look forward to. Thank you, Universe, for helping Lori find me, for Sharon, for mom, and for a really colorful family history. 



january 29, 2018

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“Buddhism teaches that joy and happiness arise from letting go… There are things you’ve been hanging on to that really are not useful and deprive you of your freedom. Find the courage to let them go.” ~ Thich Nhat Hanh


gifts a’plenty (snapseed)


Last week, this gorgeous handmade cedar box arrived at my door. It was made by a native artist on the West Coast. Pam Thurman and Barb Plested sent it for my birthday. How sweet is that? It smells so good, too. It really took me back to a cedar chest my mother had when I was little. I learned to play drums on it. That’s why she doesn’t have it anymore. Then, a few weeks ago, me and Sandy Davis had a long phone call. We promised to trade art works since neither of us had a piece of the other’s. Today, my new Sandy Davis arrived. It’s from her barn series, and I’m thrilled to give it a home. She’ll live on the cedar box for now where I can see it and count my blessings until I turn out the light at night. I really don’t know how I got so lucky to have such gracious, giving, compassionate friends. They make my life rich beyond measure.

january 28, 2018

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“At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.” ~ Albert Schweitzer


a cake wedge


The January babies of SCRC (minus Matt Harris since he was transferred to Young Library last year) had dinner to celebrate our birthdays. We were joined by The Lunch Ladies since we never celebrate their birthdays, especially poor Marie whose birthday falls in the 4th of July. We’re never at work on her birthday. So, this year, we decided to celebrate all our birthdays now. We enjoyed a fabulous meal, and afterward, we shared this hunk of chocolate cake. As you can see, it was huge. Even still, the photo doesn’t do it justice. It was nearly half a cake, and with the five of us each taking a generous slice from it, we still had leftovers. I think we may have started a new tradition, and I, for one, am very pleased by it.


January babies

january 27, 2018

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“The time will never feel right. We will never feel ready and the conditions will never be perfect. Life is short. Take a chance. Even the smallest step in the direction of your dreams can help you come alive.” ~ TinyBuddha




Garry Bibb was my sculpture instructor in college. He was known as a tough and gruff kind of guy. He was also a brilliant artist. I didn’t find him gruff at all. I found him really helpful. He didn’t ask anything of us that he didn’t ask of himself. He has a lot of work around Lexington, but one of my favorites currently stands outside the Fine Arts building. It’s called “WRFL Radio: Thunder of Universal Sound.” WRFL is UK’s student radio station. A group of determined students were deep in WRFL fundraising when I joined a band called Radio Cafe in the summer of 1985. (That band went on to become Stealin Horses). One of my first gigs with Radio Cafe was a fundraiser for WRFL on the lawn beside the student center. By 1988, the station had gotten its license and hit the airwaves. The band had gotten a deal with Arista and released our first album. That album and WRFL will celebrate their 30th anniversary this year. It feels like yesterday. It was a great time for music in Lexington. We were not the only band to land a major label deal, and WRFL wasn’t the only station supporting us all. Rock station WKQQ, itself a national heavy-hitter at the time, was on board, too. The whole Lexington music scene was stuffed with talent, enthusiasm, and support. I guess that’s why I’ve been a little perplexed at the lack of mention this period gets in books on Kentucky music and musicians. Maybe we were just too cool. It was punk and pop after all (mostly punk). Whatever the case, it was a great time to be in the music scene in Lexington and I’m grateful to have been part of it.



january 26, 2018

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“The source of love is deep in us and we can help others realize a lot of happiness. One word, one action, one thought can reduce another person’s suffering and bring that person joy.” ~ Thich Nhat Hanh


morning (snapseed)


This shot of the morning commute perfectly sums up how I feel when going to work before the sun comes up. For the second day in a row, yours truly was in the office before the birds began singing. The weirdest thing is that I’ve found the past two days extremely productive and rather energizing. It’s almost enough to make me want to go in early every day. Only almost. I am forever the night owl, but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the night for as long as it lasts in the morning.

january 25, 2018

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“Dare, dream, dance, smile, and sing loudly! And have faith that love is an unstoppable force!”
~ Suzanne Brockmann


morning commute


Not being a morning person, as you know, I’m not usually at work before the sun comes up, but today was an exception. I started a Mindfulness Based Stress Reduction course that meets every Thursday evening for the next eight weeks, which means I have to leave the office early. So, a little adjustment to the alarm, a frank talk with my circadian rhythm, and a strong pot of coffee had me up and at ’em for this first week. My circadian rhythm is going to hate me when this is over, but I’ll be so calm I won’t care. In the meantime, I think taking advantage of the great morning light is a fair reward for my efforts. 

january 24, 2018

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“Judge me when you are perfect.” ~Unknown


birthday girl


Our Shero, pictured here with elf, Missy Moore, at Christmas, turned 76 years old today. I sure didn’t think she would see another birthday after last year’s horrible accident, but survive she did, thanks be to God! While she and I will celebrate her trip around the sun next week when she’s here, today’s weather cooperated so that she and dad could get out for a nice meal, a little shopping, and some much needed socialization with friends and neighbors. Happy Birthday, young lady! You’re the strongest person I know.

january 23, 2018

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“Terrible times are to help you grow. That’s why we have them.” ~ Alice Walker


workin’ man tools


New toys are cool, but the old toys are my favorite. Check out the metal wheels on this crane. I totally remember Mark Collinsworth’s Tonka toys had these same metal wheels. While the Bick grandchildren reveled in their new presents, I was transfixed by this piece of toy glory. Grandpa Joe had shared this seriously cool truck and crane excavator that he played with as a child. His boys, Brett and Ryan, played with it, too. And now grandsons Jackson and Grier are giving it a go. They really don’t make toys like this anymore, and I think it’s so cool that, instead of putting it on a shelf, it’s being played with. There’s no Island of Misfit Toys toys in this house! 

january 22, 2018

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“What’s past is past, nothing can change that. But the future can be different if we choose to make it so. We have to cultivate a vision of a happier, more peaceful future and make the effort now to bring it about.” ~ Dalai Lama


triple threat


I’m not even sure what to say about these three. They’re always a joy to be with of course. Every once in a while, they get these little silly notions, and the next thing you know, the camera comes out and shenanigans are caught. I’ll tell you the truth, the Yelton sisters have enriched my life beyond measure. I don’t know how I got so lucky, but I’m sure glad I did.

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