Old Time, that greatest and longest established spinner of all!.... his factory is a secret place, his work is noiseless, and his hands are mutes.
Good morning everyone. Wow, what a storm we had last night. I hear some rain hitting the AC so I guess the storm is not yet over. No plans to go out today. Yesterday I spent the whole day at the eye surgeon with hubby. He had his second cataract out. I've got them, too, but I can still see, and I am really kind of chicken. I know the surgery is really quite painless, but as long as my opthamologist feels I can wait, I'll wait. This old age is no picnic.
Found this metal tin on Etsy and had to have it. My grandmother always had them. This one features goddesses of the four seasons. In it I keep some of my candles and crystals.
So, my goddaughter has another new man in her life. You remember her. The one who keeps meeting men on Facebook, ending up abused in some way, and calling the relationship quits but not until after she has a baby. She's got 4 children now and thankfully has had her tubes tied, but she does have a new man in her life. This one she met on a dating site. I met him and he was very nice. And, perhaps it's me, but there's something strange about this man.
I mean, if he turns out to be the real thing for her, I'm happy. Don't get me wrong. But, the man put his name on her baby's birth certificate and claimed him as his own after dating her a little over a month. Now, there is no taking that back. This is lifetime. Should they break up he could take her to court over the baby, or, more than likely, he can be stuck paying child support for a child that is not his for a good many years. My thing is, why not wait and see if the relationship is going to last before taking such a big step? What I am seeing is two lonely, desperate people looking for love, but not thinking about consequences of their hasty decisions. And the poor little boy is at the middle of it.
Wow, just looking at the calendar. January is almost over. How fast time is flying!!! NO, NO, NO. Don't know if I am ready to enter my 8th decade. I will be what they call a Septuagenarian, that is a person between the age of 70 years and 80 years. Seems like yesterday I was celebrating the big 50. Oh well. Time marches on.
Have a good one.