What is normal any way?

ducks-in-a-rowIs it normal to have ducks in a row?

( disclaimer – I found this picture of the ducks on the internet.  I am only using it due to relevance.)

I have recently moved back in with my Dad after my Mom passed away in May.  I got here the first of July and it took just about a month to get the stuff I planned on having in the house arranged, getting storage for the rest of my stuff and settling in.


What is settling in anyway?  Here I am, August 17th and I am just now finishing in on getting all my things in the house.  And, I still have a storage locker full!  Full!

I wanted to try to get a job with the school systems here, since I worked pre-k in Nashville.  No such luck!  I don’t know who you have to know or what you have to know, but it’s un penetrable.  I went to work with special needs children in 2008.  I absolutely love it.  There is no greater satisfaction that anything has ever given me.  I started wondering if I would be able to continue, but felt that maybe it wasn’t in the cards.

Oh well!

Then Dad and I were at the shop where he gets his car fixed because my battery was dead.  Dad parked in a lot right next to the shop while I told the mechanic what it was doing.

When I got out to the car Dad said, “Look!” pointed directly out the window to the business next door to the garage.

I looked out the window and saw a sign for a non profit center that caters to, lets call it children in need. ( special ed)  This center keeps infants to five years old.

In 1984 I gave birth to a little girl born with birth defects.  Her name was Audrey Ann Burnette.  She came into the world with an extra chromosome in the 18th set.  Rendering her incapable of sucking, she had a hole in her heart, cleft palette.  Anyway, bottom line was that she would not live long.  Someone told me that they were surprised she made it into the world at all. At her heaviest she was 5 pounds.

Audrey Ann

This center was where Audrey went during the 3 to 4 weeks we got to have her at home.  These people took care of my Angel.  And, they did an excellent job that I was always enormously grateful for.

I told Dad to drive down their driveway.  He did it without even one hesitation.  I went into the center and asked about a job.  The lady at the front desk was a nurse.  She gave me the card of the lady I needed to contact about a job.

I immediately went home and sent an email to the center with my resume and cover letter attached.  I then went into their website and sent another resume to their job line.

After speaking to several people and sitting down with the lady responsible for hiring parapro’s for their center, three days later I was employed.

Not quite a month home and at the age of 58, I already have a job.  Call it kismet if you like, but I believe that nothing more perfect could have happened.


So, now to date… I am for the “most part” moved in.  Although every day I think to myself about something that isn’t here.  I think about 32 years of marriage and raising 2 children and how much stuff you have when you are done.  Mom and Dad had 63 to cram stuff into this house.  The two are having a hard time meeting.

I have met with many of my old friends from high school for dinners, lunches and coffee.  It’s so much fun catching up. Thirty nine years is a lot of catching up to do.

I have successfully finished setting up my “studio” and have now started actually producing some art.  “Yay!”  I really didn’t think my creative juices would start moving again this soon.

And, ” I have a job!”

Don’t get me wrong, I am not stupid enough to believe all the excitement of moving is completely over.  But, I am definitely on my way.

The Renaissance Center, Dickson, TN

Dickson mural

Dickson mural (Photo credit: osmium)

The Renaissance Center in Dickson, TN




I had an appointment with the curator at the Renaissance Center in Dickson, TN Monday after work.  Well, 4:30 to be precise.


I get off at 3:15, so I got right on the highway and started on my 40 minute drive.  Hoping to be early, just in case.


From the moment I got on the highway I kept seeing messages on the signs across the highway saying 40 west was closed at mile marker 182.  I just kept driving down the highway.


Since I have lived in Nashville for over 20 years, I know how to get to Dickson, TN the old fashion way on county roads.  Did I get off the highway and take any of them.  Well, I thought about it, but just kept on driving for fear I would be late.


I got 23 miles down the road to Kingston Spring, TN and saw traffic up ahead.  Did I pull off and get on any of those county roads.  Hell NO!  ?


I just decided that I wanted to get behind all those cars and wait forever.  I just stopped, then almost immediately drove .001 miles up the road and stopped again.  Do I need to tell you how bad I hate semi’s.  Oh my god, I’m in my little Mini Cooper and I spent most of my time trying to stay away from the semi’s, and that is not easy in interstate traffic.


I did call and explain my predicament, so that was cool.  The curator was very understanding and kept telling me to just be careful.  As a semi came up from no where behind me.  If you get in the left lane the right lane goes faster, if you move to the right lane, the left picks up.  Ugh!  Turns out that a tanker truck, (semi) was involved in an accident and caught on fire. I remember when I was in insurance we called the drivers of oil tankers Suicide Drivers.  Why not haul ice cream?  Beer?  Cokes…. I mean really!  Or, oh, oh,  haul chocolate.  That’s the ticket!  Chocolate ice cream.  Ha!  I could get into that!


I got there at 6pm.  Ugh!  Lisa, the curator was there with a smile on her face waiting. Such a warm and personable lady.


I showed her several framed drawings that I took with me.  She took 3 of them to sale in the market!  YAY!!!


Before I left I forgot that I had several drawings that had not been framed in my portfolio.  I showed these to Lisa as well and she asked that I get three more framed and call her.  She wanted to put those in the market as well.  Ha!


All of a sudden, it didn’t matter what time it was, how long I had sat on the highway.  I didn’t matter that I hadn’t gotten on a country road…. nothing mattered except for the absolute thrilling feeling of satisfaction and excitement.


Dickson County Courthouse in Charlotte

Dickson County Courthouse in Charlotte (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


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Give Thanks! (better late than never)


It’s gonna be Thanksgiving soon!  Wow!  My life is flying, and I’m trying to catch up…  Sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t!

My newest addition to the Etsy Shop  www.etsy.com/allbeckyscreations.

I Love the sentiment in these two words.  Something to ponder during the Holidays, but also every day of our lives.  We should always give thanks for all the good in our lives and in the lives of those we love and care for.

I should have started these earlier, like before Halloween.  But, hence that is not when I started.  I promise that I am not a procrastinator, but it would appear so…. NOT!  No matter…… Here they are!

Each letter is painted brown with green and gold leaf.  Each is an individual letter to be hung as you like.

I will be adding a self designed purse soon.  I’ve just begun to work on this purse, normally they do not take this long, but since I have no pattern to use…. just doing it as I go.  (Eek!)  it will be a little longer.

I’ll tell you what pattern I’ve been using and it must come to a halt!  Procrastination….. I always get this way around the Holidays…. I don’t know why, because I love this time of year.  I have always had a sneaky suspension that it has something to do with not wanting it to come so fast.  My life use to not go by so fast.  I think it would work better if it just wouldn’t do this.  As we get older, we should be able to savor each and every moment.  Well, we can savor these moments, if we can catch up with the moments that are flying by!

SchroederintreeIt’s gonna be here before I know it!  And, I love it so I’m glad it is…..