Category Archives: love


Winter Blues

maybe my tile tools are under the snow too.

Two Dogs and a Camera

2 dogs and a camera It snowed again. No walks, right?

2 dogs and a camera Follow me, I’ll clear a path and she can sit over there.

2 dogs and a camera

Bet she wishes she could try out her new clothesline.

2 dogs and a camera We miss you, D  and wanted you to know that she’s gone a bit batty – with winter dragging on and all …. not to mention the moving box mountain under 5 feet of snow but no worries …

Mother Nature threw in a blue sunrise and made – at least her – love winter all over again. It’s all good.

blue sunrise Happy Friday.

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Being Here Now

Years of practice and I can still only do what I’m doing while I’m doing it.

Writing this post thinking about walking bootless dogs, getting the towels out of the dryer and mourning the loss of bagels … must be the gluten … seriously they could have come up with a better word.

Could have listened to Ram Dass, in eighth grade, when he wrote … “Now is now. Are you going to be here or not?”

Being in a moment is an interesting place and from what I can tell, while I’m in and out of consciousness, it’s very relaxing, it doesn’t cost anything to get in, it’s really quiet and the doors never close.  

aha moments
Syracuse, NY Sidewalk A-ha Moment © Mara Lee
Insert Favorite Quotes by Ram Dass here - have a different moment I have to get to.  :)-

“The quieter you become, the more you can hear.” ― Ram Dass

In most of our human relationships, we spend much of our time reassuring one another that our costumes of identity are on straight.” ― Ram Dass

“We’re fascinated by the words–but where we meet is in the silence behind them.”  ― Ram Dass

“Spiritual practices help us move from identifying with the ego to identifying with the soul. Old age does that for you too. It spiritualizes people naturally.”  ― Ram Dass

“It is important to expect nothing, to take every experience, including the negative ones, as merely steps on the path, and to proceed.” ― Ram Dass

“The most exquisite paradox… as soon as you give it all up, you can have it all. As long as you want power, you can’t have it. The minute you don’t want power, you’ll have more than you ever dreamed possible.” ― Ram Dass

“As long as you have certain desires about how it ought to be you can’t see how it is.” ― Ram Dass

“A feeling of aversion or attachment toward something is your clue that there’s work to be done.”  ― Ram Dass

“It is important to expect nothing, to take every experience, including the negative ones, as merely steps on the path, and to proceed.” – Ram Dass

and a personal favorite … “Everything changes once we identify with being the witness to the story, instead of the actor in it.” ― Ram Dass

howdy do
we’re here! – grand canyon

Moments Matter Thursday

reached our final destination

“The world is quiet here.” — Lemony Snicket

la la land
a wink and a smile © mara lee

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My Life in Dog Years

The Mama Sadie Girl
Sadie Girl – The Mama

There was Pedee the toe biting Chihuahua, Taffy and Sarge … the Boxers that ate my guinea pigs, Lady, a beautiful and very sweet Doberman who was stolen during a tornado, Champagne, Monique and Pepper made a debut during my mom wants to breed Poodles stage, Gracie the Mutt, Crazy Peaches, Eli the Bun, Sweet Mama Sadie and Oscar le Rue were all Humane Society Alums.

Can’t believe that I remembered them all, considering that in dog year’s I’d be dead.

Besides …

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all rights reserved © 2013 Mara Lee

When I couldn’t have a dog  … Budders s showed up and taught me how cool it was to have a cat.  Miss you, Bud!

all rights reserved © 2013 Mara Lee
all rights reserved © 2013 Mara Lee

The day’s and every night with my little brother’s from different mother’s … Jake & Charlie Bar.

What's good for the goose.
What’s good for the goose.

The greatest love is a mother’s; then a dog’s; then a sweetheart’s.  ~Polish Proverb

A Rhythm All Its Own

I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day. ~Elwyn Brooks White

What do you get when you cross “extraordinary” loved ones that still talk to me, work load blessings beyond belief, memorable road trips, while living through a remodel to renovate a 148 year old building?

It’s either a sh*t load of patience or … immense gratitude.

Probably both … but I haven’t had enough coffee to make up a new word.

Still looking for that rhythm that I thought I once had.

Silly rabbit, Trix are for kids.

Putting It Out There

I’ve been blogging since 2008 and I’m not sure why.

Then I read …

“The Internet has no eraser.” – Liz Strauss

… and that only made it worse.

It’s out there and I can’t take it back.

To blog or not to blog, that is the question … and is that even possible?

Which sent me into a tail spin, 15 tabs open, to find the inspiration to carry on.

Stopped when I got to the  10 Reasons Why Bloggers Hate Blogging

You’re only as good as your last post … good to whom I’m not sure … but I did sell something today … bonus!

Venting is for Dryers.


Not venting as much and It feels really good.

Then there is this unfamiliar peacefulness that goes along with the “what will be, will be” mentality … who wouldn’t want that?

It’s a daily practice .. just saying.

la salle de bains

and for all the boys ... I aim to keep this bathroom clean. Your aim will help!

This may sound odd but I’m trying to attract a new bathroom into my life.

I’ve never had a brand new bathroom and even though it’s physically impossible to have my very own, I’ll just go with new.

But let’s just say that I had the room for my very own bathroom … what then?

Well, the toilet seat would always be down and the toilet paper roll would always face the proper direction.

Ahhh … treasure life’s little moments:)

toilet paper

A Pleasure in Itself

Chop Wood. Carry Water.
'Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water, after enlightenment, chop wood, carry water.'

Practicing the art of finding joy in doing what I’m doing while I’m doing it, no matter what.

Not easy to master but I consider it my personal responsibility to at least try.

Wish me luck.

More Than Slightly aMused

Sigmund Freud
The aim of psychoanalysis is to relieve people of their neurotic unhappiness so that they can be normally unhappy. ~Sigmund Freud, attributed

Going through blog archives and realized how proud and grateful I am.

So many life experiences, over the last 3 years, and I’m still here to talk about it.

Seems that I have conquered the final hurdle of wondering whether people like me or not.

You either do or you don’t.

If sharing my journey alters your choice to buy what I’m selling, we should both be grateful.

I’m just a girl sharing random thoughts.

I have my health, kids, a home, a dog, a job, lists, people that love me and people that don’t.

Decided that my favorite part of blogging is having the journal I always claimed I would keep.

Turns out that it’s really cheap therapy.

I’m Blogging Instead of This

vintage housewife
Teamwork divides the task and multiplies the success.

Always struggle to prioritize my never ending list.

I work closely with someone who prioritizes extremely well. That’s probably why we work so well together.

After several attempts at emulating his process … I’ve decided that it’s best to minimize the number of things I have to do … like vacuuming, dusting and laundry.

Then we’ll be good to go!

I do the cleaning because someone has to.  Besides his work is so much more demanding than mine. But it’s really not about whose job it is anyways. If I don’t do it then I have to find someone who will.

He’ll say that it’s a threat and he would probably be right.

I had cleaning women, in a past life. They were sisters.

As per usual, I would clean the house from top to bottom, before they even got there. It was crazy.

Those lovely days of coming home to a totally clean house ended the day they came to clean my house wearing two of my favorite tee shirts. Knew they were taking things. My vintage apple slicer disappeared into thin air and that always irked me. I’m over it now.

So weird and stupid.

I hate confrontation and people who steal. Needless to say, we parted ways.

Funny how that came to mind.

Now I can say that I blogged.

Off to vacuum.