It only took me three weeks to clean my table off but I use my table to eat on but also on the other side, I use it to create my jewelry. This was one of the souvenirs from my trip to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. I told one of my blog friends that I would take a photo of it on my table so here it is.
This shows the swans and birds and Polish Pottery salt & pepper shakers. I have a small collection but I love the pottery.
1. Running away from home at age 5 with our hunting dog "Sad Eyes".
The large dog in front was Sad Eyes.
2. Singing to a record and told not to sing by Estelle our babysitter because I sang off key. 3. Hiding in the old granary at grandma's house because I didn't want to do dishes. 4. Walking to school with my first friend Geraldine whom I never saw again after the 2nd grade because we moved to an apartment. 5. A nurse putting ether over my face with a wash rag when they took out my appendix. I remember falling and falling. 6. Dancing around the living room when I saw the first dancer's on grandma's new TV in 1950.
7. Listening to "The Creaking Door" on the radio while ironing pillow cases. 8. Using a french fry cutter in my mom's drivein. 9. My brother and I seeing a horse who could count by tapping his hoof on the ground.
I've never made a fortune, and it's probably too late now. But I don't worry about that much, I'm happy anyhow And as I go along life's way, I'm reaping better than I sowed. I'm drinking from my saucer, 'Cause my cup has overflowed.
Haven't got a lot of riches, and sometimes the going's tough But I've got loved ones all around me, and that makes me rich enough. I thank GODfor his Blessings, and the Mercies HE's bestowed. I'm drinking from my saucer, 'Cause my cup has overflowed.
I remember times when things went wrong, My faith wore somewhat thin. But all at once the dark clouds broke, and the sun peeped through again. So LORD, help me not to gripe, about the tough rows I have hoed. I'm drinking from my saucer, 'Cause my cup has overflowed.
This painting was on the ship - I was drawn to it.
Vitalio and I met in the lobby where this painting hung. He asked me to be his Facebook friend and drew a map of where his home was in France. He also said to be sure to look him up if I come to France and he would drive me to Poland. The night before we planned to meet again and dance. Our Salt Lake City ballroom dancing group alway danced on the lobby dance floor because they had live music there every evening. He didn't show but Mick kept me dancing every so often and I even danced with Shirl who was scheduled to be my first roommate. He taught me my first salsa. (The room organizer thought that Shirley was a girl.) Finally Vitalio showed up and told me that he'd gone to the other dance club where we had first met. I tried to sit at the bar with him but it was a dressy night and I kept slipping off the bar stool so he helped me balance on the bar stool with his leg. I can tell you right now that the whole group from Utah was just buzzing when Vitalio and I began dancing and spending the whole evening together.
Not only was my hair askew but my necklace was upside down from all the dancing. The next day we were going to meet at another dance club area (there were 5 or 6 on the ship) for dance lessons only the dance instructor go that dreadful motion sickness so the lessons were cancelled. I left a message for Vitalio but we didn't connect.
Our group met up next to the main pool in the middle of the ship where there was a dance floor just in front of the stage. We played a few rounds of Scum (anyone ever heard of this strange card game?) A woman came up to me and said "hello Ruth". I looked at her and said, "I've never met you, how do you know my name?" What is your name? She told me her name was Diane but she would not talk about how she knew my name. Well, younger and thinner little hussies in our group were talking about me and the drop dead gorgeous man that I found! At one point Sandy started calling Dennis, Brian and since Hank switched over to being with Sandy most of the time, I seemed to have forgotten his name and started calling him Frank. Maybe we were just getting rummy, after all we were up until 1 or 2 am every night (who would do crazy hours like that at my age!) I never did find Vitalio on the last night onboard. He was a very interesting man who lives in sunny Australia, has a home in France, speaks four languages and has lived in Massachusetts, Sweden, and Mexico. As we were leaving the ship the next day, Vitalio was standing there waiting. He shook my hand and said how he enjoyed getting to know me and reached over and kissed me on the cheek. Well, I was ecstatic!
The lady said it was handmade lace but I really suspect it is machine-made lace nonetheless, it was beautiful and looks marvelous on my round pie-fluted glass dining table. She kept dropping the price and I kept looking. I never said one word but when she got to $25, I said I'll take it. Grateful Friday I am grateful that my daughter cancelled her trip and I found a last minute flight to Monterey for Christmas which was cheaper than any flight this last year. I am grateful that I was able to attend my granddaughter's blessing in church while I was visiting.
I am grateful to be home even though it is an icebox in Utah right now with at least a foot of snow on the ground. The sad part of my week is that my older cat died while I was gone. He was 17 1/2 years old.
One of the mountain areas that had zip lines but I chose to eat at this amazing outdoor restaurant. After our meal, I had a very nice massage.
It was such a romantic setting.
Giant mango drink (vigin style - no alcohol).
Heather's chicken salad.
After returning to the ship, I had to scamper back to my room and get more cash to pay for the day trip through Puerto Vallarta because I had spent all my cash.
The ship was holding a spa day special and not one person had returned from the zip lining so I decided to pamper myself and do a spa day which included a head massage, a facial, neck and back massage and leg and foot massage. Only I told her to not touch the bottom of my feet because I am extremely ticklish.
It was absolutely heavenly. I was ready to meet my Adonis.