Silence

I have been trying to think what to write about my life right now to a five year old in Tanzania and a ten year old in Ecuador.  I have no good answers, and life lately has left me stunned and silent.  I am currently caught in the middle of a lawsuit involving a boat and a bathtub that will leave me having to move on again, slightly out-of-area, and cut off from my family for awhile.  Definitely cut off from Los Angeles.  There are advantages and disadvantages.  I have been thinking about many things.

I am on the bathtub end of the lawsuit, which will keep me driven from the house until it is fixed.  This morning I went to mass.  Fr. Arturo got an ‘A’ in homiletics in two languages (and surely an ‘A’ in choir as well).  This morning’s text was Luke 6:20-26 — the Beatitudes and their inverse.  I could not stop crying.

2013 isn’t working out, but God is on the throne and I am loved.  I’m not sure much more needs to or can be said.

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Wentworth Wigglewhiskers

I drew this for a dear friend — niece of another dear friend — a few years back.  The full picture was Eleanor and Wentworth with  a cupcake.  Wentworth is getting on, but he and his amazing family really light my life.  I am tired and wondering what is next.

Blessings — VKS

To Do List

Saw this photo in my Facebook feed from The Guinea Pig Zone, credited to Joey Phoenix Photography.  Too cute not to share.  Life is hard, I get by.  Writing is very hard right now.  Blessings — VKS

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Hugs to Nutty, Nacho, Buddy, and Basil (and Amy too,of course) — hope you have answers, and that Nutty is feeling better.  Love from the Wigglewhiskers clan.

Very hard work indeed

Very hard work indeed

Found this in my Facebook feed from a site called Guinea Pig Zone.  Had to post this, it’s too funny not to.

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On a more serious note, my childhood best friend’s funeral was yesterday, and I was horrified to find out…after the service…and after we’d shoveled dirt on her coffin?  Her father had actually asked me to give a eulogy BUT I NEVER GOT THE MESSAGE!!!

If there was a way to make my day worse, that was it — realizing I’d missed the chance to greatly honor my friend because Facebook ate the private message.

So…I’m working on “what I would have said.”  It won’t be the same, but you don’t get a “do-over” on funerals.

Blessings — VKS

Happy Father’s Day from my herd to yours

Happy Father’s Day from my herd to yours

I still need to write about and introduce my little captains (we already know daddy Wentworth, but three of his four kiddos with sweet Annie are fine little sons: Frederick, Harville, and Benwick).  It’s presently after 2:00 AM, so now is not the time for that, but as Wentworth is the most patient and adorable daddy pig ever (patience which reached a limit after 2:00 AM Saturday morning when Benwick was climbing all over Wentworth to try to wake him up to get him to play), he deserves a place to charm you (Note: All these photos were taken 12 May 2013, these guys were four days old at the time).

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Mom, there's a pig in my food, that's not allowed.

(Little pigs L to R: Benwick, Frederick, and Harville on the far right  munching in the food dish)

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Gotta sniff, it's the boy pig way.

(Little pigs: Bottom left, Benwick; Above Benwick, Frederick; Upper left, Harville)

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I love how this one looks like he is telling them stories...

(Same orientation — Benwick in the bottom corner, his bestie Frederick above him, Harville in the upper corner)

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Popcorning!

Always take time to bounce, play, and just be silly — a still frame between bounces (Little boys, L to R: Benwick, Harville, Frederick).

Blessings for your Sunday, and Happy Father’s Day! 🙂

REBLOG: There is some Good in the world, and it is worth fighting for

REBLOG: There is some Good in the world, and it is worth fighting for

I had a long day yesterday, ended up on an iced tea bender (tall, black, unsweet…registered Starbucks card = endless free refills) at the Sherman Oaks Galleria last night, running away from home. More hard work in-store today.

The boys came home Wednesday night, today’s work will make it possible to bring the girls home. It’s above 90°F, hot, and muggy — no weather to be schlepping it anywhere.

Passed a rough night where an enthusiastc roach woke me (crawling up my arm) two hours after I went to bed). Spent the next two hours playing various forms of solitaire and “reading” Jane Austen’s Persuasion on audiobook. Got two more hours of unrestful sleep that included a nightmare about the creeper lawyer neighbor upstairs who everyone agrees would be an opportunistic rapist if he’d had enough to drink and saw a clear opportunity. The [roommates’] kids (5½, almost 4, and resolutely 2) woke me up breaking out to get the crated dog…after flooding the bathroom with dirty toilet water…which was unfortunately absorbed by all the dirty laundry in its path.

At way-too-early in the morning, I thought I heard them breaking out again but found my roommate looking for clean pants among the clean laundry. Her question to me was: “Can I kill my children?”

My answer was: “I’ll help. We’ll blame the dog.”

So…rocky start to my morning, and much hard work stretching out before me today. I had to smile and was very happy to find a post in my feed from one of my absolutely most favorite blogs…period…ever…period. The Livesays live the way a lot of noisy Christians talk like we should live; the Livesays are the real deal.

Thus for your consideration, one of my most favorite moments from Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers:

Livesay [Haiti] Weblog: There is some Good in this world, and it is worth fighting for

Please cling to the hope that there is good and that it is worth fighting for. Blessings for your Friday. Prayers appreciated if you’re so inclined. — VKS

REBLOG: Changing How We View the Present – Everyday Awe

REBLOG: Changing How We View the Present – Everyday Awe

The line:

“This is one of life’s great temptations:
to view the past as full of good memories,
the future as full of possibilities,
and the present as full of inconvenience.”

caught my attention to say the least.

I’ve barely stopped moving for cleaning and taking care of guinea pigs. I’m starting to feel like a nut for cleaning and bagging EVERYTHING in my life in at least two layers of plastic. Add to this the complication that Annie is wasting away thin being outnumbered 4:1 by her adorable kiddos who are taking more out of her than she has to give, thus requiring me to supplement her with syring feedings as much as possible (made complicated by the fact that all the pigs are still at my sister’s house!!!).

The insanity of my life? Twice Friday I went to my sister’s house via bus and Razor scooter to care for my guinea pigs. Friday morning I was syring feeding Annie. On my right: the box of her four pups intermittantly freaking out and WHEEP!-ing at the tops of their lungs (Benwick, this means you!) for Annie to be put back. On my left: my dead-tired baby niece who woke herself up hungry then re-woke herself up pooping…I was just eyeing her to make sure she stayed put and had some inert toy to mess with while Grammy got a chance to eat something, as poor Grammy hadn’t had a break to do so. I was listening to the audiobook of Persuasion by Jane Austen at the time. Every one of my six guinea pigs is named for a character in Persuasion, but as Anne Elliot has a sister named Elizabeth, my niece’s name also is found among the characters…and there we all were.

This is my life.

That said, I’m still mining my RSS feed for posts worthy of reblog. Eventually I will have time to finish the post I started on Tuesday…

Here was one that I found amazing, on (written by an introspective Christian mom), a post titled “Changing How We View the Present,” click below for the hyperlink to the article:

Changing How We View the Present

Blessings for your day! – VKS