Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself;
I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today.
I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet.
I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.
~Groucho Marx

This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalm 118:24


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Tuesday, November 8, 2011


Giving Thanks Day Number 8
I am Thankful for friends.
Old friends who have been my friends for years.
Friends who i've not known long but have 
become good friends.
Blogger friends.
Casual friends.
Friends who have been in my life
and have moved on.
And the new friends in my future.

I used to be sad sometimes thinking of friends who have come and gone out of my life but i have realized that sometimes people come into your life for a short while but can still be good friends and you needed each other at that time.
I came across this written about friends.

 Friends of the Road by Paula Spencer
Why do friendships come and go? How does a once-bosom buddy wind up erased from your address book? Is a friendship that fades away necessarily a bad thing?

My first inkling that some friendships are meant to be fleeting came in the spring of my senior year in college. My friendships there had been especially intense. We'd bonded instantly and tightly, with meandering all hours conversations about everything from the meaning of life to "What will we wear tonight?" Once I came across a line that seemed to express perfectly my 21-year-old angst. It was from the novel "Centennial: "God, he wished he could ride forever with these men... But it could not be. Trails end, and companies of men fall apart.

Of course! Some friendships are meant to be transitory. Like cowboys who had ridden herd together for miles, sharing dusty perils and round-the-campfire coffee, my college friends and I had come to the natural end of our path together. It was time to move on.

Absurdly obvious, the idea was nevertheless enormously comforting. It had once seemed like failure to me, to build a friendship only to have it squelched by sudden distance, either physical or emotional. You move across the country and struggle to replicate daily long walks with phone calls or letters. Or one of you has a baby, and the minutiae of changing diapers transform the bicycle built for two that was our friendship into a lopsided three-legged stool.

And that's okay. Because in addition to our friends of the heart - the traditional, everlasting ideal - life is rich with friends of the road who, like James Michener's cowpokes, herd with you for a particular stretch and no farther. These brief friendships are equally intense, equally necessary, equally worth treasuring as any other, and for the duration of that ride you can't survive without them.

A couple of degrees warmer than yesterday morning at 33 degrees.  No fog today and the sun was out!
I walked around the lake.  Didn't see many people and only birds and geese were about.  A very quiet morning.  These quiet mornings are so still and peaceful around the lake.  I love to start my day there. : )
 I walked 6.2 miles.
Sunrise 7:43
Sunset 4:59

I guess some of you are wondering what Ken and I did yesterday!!  Well we traded in our Yellow FJ Toyota Cruiser for a Blue Ford Pickup!!!

 We drove down to Waldorf, MD (about an hour and half from home) where they had the right truck at the right price.
There was nothing wrong with the FJ and i really liked it and so did Ken, but he just wanted something different.  It must be a man thing because all the men in my family liked to change vehicles often!!  Me i get something and like to keep it till i really need a new car! : )

Ken took his car to work today so i could drive the truck and see how i like it, so when i went to knitting today off i went in the truck.  I really liked driving the truck.  I'm up nice and high and the visibility is great. 
I parked far away from everyone and took the truck pictures  at Savage Mill before going inside with the other knitters. 
There were 13 of us there today.  Last week a woman in my knitting group who is making an afghan for Warm Up America asked us if we would like to contribute a knitted or crocheted  square for the blanket.  She is going to collect 49 squares and then sew them together to make the afghan.  It can be any pattern but the square has to be 7 x 9.  This is the square i'm knitting for it.  It is a simple cable stitch pattern. I started it yesterday and it is 5 inches long so i'm already more than half finished.  I will finish it this week and give it to her next Tuesday.

Since i was out all day yesterday and didn't get a thing done around the house, i'll be busy this afternoon getting some housework done.

Hope all is well with you.
A smile from me to you.
Happyone : )
People who live the most fulfilling lives
are the ones who are always rejoicing at what they have.
~ Richard Carlson


  1. Your skies look so much like my own. Ditto the woods. So interesting this similar air over state lines and well to the north.

    I once heard that our college friends are our truest friends because we've "lived" with them. Of those friends, only one remains. I'd like to find the others, though. Perhaps Facebook would be just the thing for me after all.

    Hmmm, the longer we hang out together the more similar things we do. Sorta. John just purchased a new to him truck this morning. He improved his lot by eight years, but it's an old beater to be sure. ;D

  2. Great quote today and the older I get the more I agree with it.
    Your new truck is very nice looking ... great color :).
    Love your thoughts on friends coming and going.

  3. I'm glad you like your new truck, but I'm still partial to your 'vette. I really like the thoughts you shared on friendship.

  4. For todays "Thankful" I listed friends. As I have been reading blogs, it seems that today many of us felt the same way. I enjoyed your thoughts on friends both the transient and the lasting.

  5. Friends are special---and whether they live nearby or long distance, they are very very special...

    My 3 childhood friends and I were separated for about 30 years. BUT--when we got together again, at the age of 50, that special bond of friendship was still present and just continued to grow and grow.... SO special!!!

    Congrats on the new truck...

  6. I am thankful to have you as my blogfriend ใƒ„

  7. Congrats on the new wheels!

    The cable stitch may seem simple to you, but it is gorgeous and complex looking to me!!

  8. Happy new blue truck day, to Ken. :-)

    ...life is rich with friends of the road who, like James Michener's cowpokes, herd with you for a particular stretch and no farther.

    Thank you for this. I love it.

    "A house that does not have one worn, comfy chair in it is soulless." ~May Sarton


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