Home again Home again...safe at last.

I've just come back from a trip to Ottawa, and have had a great time. The girls came with me because heaven forbid we would go somewhere warm because my poor baby Devan..couldn't. Bill stayed with him.

They actually have 4 bead stores there!! Two that I loved like cRaZy!!!!! The other one was moving and the fourth one, I didn't have much time to peruse... Sharon and I took a class that was so much fun!

One day Sharon took me into downtown Ottawa.. OH MY!!!! The parliament buildings were absolutely gorgeous!! They went on for blocks and blocks! Pictures just do not do them justice..not at all. 'Course you have to love old buildings to truly appreciate them. The only problem was all the darn construction EVERYWHERE.

Sharon lives in Carleton Place. It is as if the town is split into two. The very old, and the shopping stores area. Most of the old buildings are red brick, which I love. So many are close to the street, which is kind of odd. There is an old mill there that was made into condos. It is on the Mississippi River, not THAT Mississippi River. It is a wonderful old building. Her daughter's school is also on the river...what a few for daydreaming!

We spent ten days there and 7 hours in the Montreal airport coming home. The trip was fun, the airport, not so much...

It's good to be home. Devan loved his Rugby ball! YES! One home run for the momma!

God? Look within...

So this morning I am perusing the blogs on here and every single one is about God and his teachings. Oh Boy. Not for me. I find my own God inside of me. I don't belong to a church. I don't need a place to go and worship, nor do I want to be around any hypocrisy that comes along with being part of a group. So many problems stem from organized religion and that makes me sad and it makes me angry. The only rules to remember are "what goes around comes around, ten fold" and "be nice and you get nice back". If you don't, then they are not worth the salt in your tears.
I love to read old newspapers. I mean really old, over 100 years old... Interestingly enough, human nature stays the same. Too bad. Over time, of course, technology has changed and morals have changed.
One thing I have always believed is the secret to happiness is "helping others". There really are so many ways to do that, but most importantly, it has to be given from within, and without expecting anything in return. I am still learning.....

Beads

I love beads. I have never in all my life been so obsessed with anything. I only wish I had more time to create. Of course I need the imagination to go along with any creation I might do! I love crystals, real silver, gem stones, anything green, blue, white, cream, brown, purple, yellow...yes, just about any color. Size? from the teeniest to the largest bead, I love them all. I lift them to the light, and hold them to feel their coolness in my hand. Glass, pearl, crystals, metal, seeds..love them all :) I love bead weaving, peyote, herringbone, and stringing. Okay, I have to say, I am not really crazy about plastic beads, their I said it... :( haha.