Blog Compulsion

I just came downstairs to do some art work and got side tracked posting our latest ushering which we are slowly doing again.  We saw a well-done play at our local community college, called
A Night in Provence.  Two couples (with a guest couple) double booked a villa in France and the hanky-panky that went on.  Light entertainment, well casted.  And here I am digressing also.
As I was cleaning up my sticky notes here by the computer I came across some notes re: compulsion.

I have wrestled with sugar addiction for years.  A while ago in prayer I played with that word:
Com / pul / sion.  Come within  
         pul               Pulse, take a reading
         sion             shun the destruction, attachment, ropeing me, pulling me away.
Compulsion: wanting attention, wanting love.
How can compulsion help to love me?

I can befriend my compulsion by using the temptation at the moment to ask self:
                     WHAT DO I REALLY NEED?    prayer, sleep, water, tea, phone call, writing.

Compulsion is an external behavior from an interior call.
A call wanting attention, needing an internal love.
Compulsions are substitues for God's love.  The other day I read that the real gift of a compulsion when I resist, is the growing closer in my relationship with God.
Anyone out there have any thoughts on this?  mjk

Blog Color choices

I am going nuts picking out new colors for our first floor rooms, actually just for the living room and dining room first. After meeting with the painter helping me make some selections I then went to the paint store to get some more ideas and samples so I could put them on the walls.  M. came back with 4 10x12 painted samples.  I thought I was fine with the saybrook sage but after the painter painted a 10x12 poster board, I placed it in the living room this past day and it looks too dark.  I love the contrast with the yellow, no, that's not true.  The yellow looks murky, and the green is too dark.  I wonder if other people go through this painstaking task.  I came down here and was able to get the color in a 4x6 inch size on the computer but now I think the lighting down here is throwing me off.  Issue being I don't like having to go back to the painter asking her to paint up a couple more samples.  I know she wants me satisfied but I don't like this wishy-washyness, this indecision.  That's what it is all about.  Indecision.  Usually I make up my mind quickly about a situation but this has been labor intensive.  Help!  Tonight I chose three more greens and called her and now I am second guessing myself, thinking they are too green-green.  Woe is me!  It's late.  I think I ought to just go to bed.
"The sun will come out tomorrow," sings Annie. mjk 

Blog Puzzle Fun Together.

I can't believe that it is a week since I have sat down here.  I had a thought yesterday of what I wanted to blog about but I can't think of it right now.  Oh well.  I will let the spirit lead.

You all know how much I love to work puzzles.  On January 19 I wrote about getting one at Morton Arboretum, selecting one that is a concentrated picture of spring flowers.  Since we both love puzzles I thought it would be a great winter get together for B & I.  Well, we began weeks ago, not working on it every night but many nights.  I can't believe we are still working on this 1000 piece puzzle.   Thinking we would finish it last night we both commented, that it is the hardest puzzle that we have ever done and we have assembled a lot of them together.  It is a concentrated picture of spring blooming flowers, which we both love, with just a few stems.  What makes it challenging is that the colors are redundant through out the puzzle.  I said to B. "Did you ever realize that there are so flowers? Can you name them all?"  She laughed but didn't answer me.   What fun but it is getting a little tedious.   I can't believe that I am saying this.    As we near the end, (hopefully tonight) it reminds me of a collage of a flower catalogue without print.  And so goes winter life of a puzzle lover and her lovely neighbor. mjk