Playing Catch Up

Just catching up on some of the writing prompts for NaBloPoMo…

Day 4: Which fall shows should totally be canceled already?

Not much for t.v. I don’t mind binge watching series, especially during winter. Suggestions welcome.

Day 5: What was your worst Thanksgiving food fail?

I have never had to cook a thanksgiving meal yet. For the last five years, we have been congregating at Donna’s house. My sister comes from the west, my brother comes from the east. A few choice family members drizzle in from here, there and everywhere… and there you have it. A recipe for a very boisterous weekend.

Day 6: If you could redo one moment in your life, what would it be and why? How would it change who you are now?

I don’t live in the past, sorry. Everything that has happened to me has made me who I am.

Day 7: What do you want to say to Hillary Clinton today?

Nothing. I would rather have a few  too many drinks with her and see what she would have to say.

Day 8: Did you celebrate or commemorate your divorce or a significant breakup? Would you ever?

It has been so long that I honestly do not remember.

30-Day Writing Challenges

I came across this 30-day Writing Challenge while visiting  Annebella and Kate

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And I was going to participate. Really, I was. But I found myself dragging my heels and procrastinating like I always do.

Of course, it is also the beginning of NaBloPoMo too.  While I haven’t officially entered my name into the blogroll (because filling out the form is a sign of a serious commitment that I am unsure I can seriously commit too) it might give me an opportunity to get over this blogging guilt that I have been feeling. You know, “I want to write a post, I should write something, I can’t think of anything, I should clean my house instead” type guilt.

I did download the badge, so that’s a start.

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“A Token As You Walk Away And A Life Between Pages”

I just loved this post by Anna. It had me thinking…While there have between times I contemplated walking away, I know I just couldn’t do it. But if there were two tokens that I could take with me, from one life to the next, it would have to be the love that has been given to me, and the love that I have to give. It is something that I didn’t know I had until I lost it. And for years I muddled around thinking I never had it all, or would never be able to find it. It soothes me, calms me, and heals me. And without it, I wouldn’t be who I am today.
What would your tokens be?
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Anna Cottage

If you were to walk away from your life, leave everything and everyone you know behind, never to return to the Life you know ever again.  What is the one or two items – not more than two – would you take with you.  This item does not have to sum up the life you are leaving behind, it can be something of love/joy/pleasure, a sad memory you want to keep.  A future you have in your mind to build.  It is not an easy decision to make, but all you will have is this token or two that means the most to you.

Have you ever felt you want to walk away from all you have known.  You can and will go wherever you want in this World, be a new person, become whatever you have always wished to become, dreamt about.

Deep within in you lies hidden that…

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Update

In case you didn’t know, I work at a vet clinic and it is calving season right now. The days are long, unpredictable and extremely busy. It is a non-stop barrage of people patients, and phone calls. I consider myself lucky when I am able to leave work on time. It is a good thing. A much needed swift and painful slap on my ass to wake me out of my winter slumber and propel me into spring. As the snow recedes, a flood of summer projects takes its place. We are busy talking, planning and deciding on how to revamp our yard to make it more user-friendly. Will we be able to get all of this done? Not likely. But it is nice to dream 🙂

I saved a life this week. With a combination of technical skill and pure luck, I placed an IV catheter in a recumbent calf. By the end of the day, he was half up and sucking on a bottle. Let me tell you, I am feeling pretty damn great because of it. This wasn’t one of those typical moments in my life where I briefly recognize a job well done and move on. The feeling lit my whole drive home and has stayed with me all week. I feel good about what I am doing.

Days off, hubby and I are diligently repairing the basement. I will use the term “we” quite loosely here since he is the one to do most of the work. I hold the boards, close my eyes and press the button on the air nailer. I am super pleased with our progress. It is still a hoarding haven for too many useless things, but we are working on it, and that’s what counts.

It has been good to take a bit of a break from this blogosphere. It just got to the point where I  was skimming through your posts just to leave my mark behind. Each of you put a lot of thought and time into your blogs and I didn’t think that it was fair, or honest, for me to scan over what you have put out. It is not a popularity contest.  It is not about the numbers for me, but maintaining a certain amount of  quality to relationships I have formed here. And I feel very fortunate to have met some pretty incredible people. Thank you all 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

Auto Pilot

Don’t you just love when you connect to a photo challenge and it takes you days to realize that you didn’t even get the name right?

Public humility is a good thing, especially if it can garner a chuckle.(?) Amazingly enough, nobody commented on it. WP, you are too polite.

In other news…
…the pace of life here has sped up  substantially these last couple of weeks. Luckily, I am able to run on auto pilot. In the meantime, this blog may be set aside for some much needed R&R. (I have a fantasy of flopping my body in the bed and sleeping until noon…)

Xo WP. Hope to be back when I can think coherently…

Versatile Blogger Award

A couple of weeks ago, Beth was kind enough to nominate me for the versatile blogger award. Thank you, Beth, for thinking of me!If you haven`t had a chance to subscribe to The Daily Atholian, you can do so here. I encourage you to take a few minutes to check out her blog. I love the creativity behind it, and her posts always make me smile.

The rules are simple:

A) Thank the person that has nominated you & include a link to their blog.
B) Nominate at least 15 blogs of your choice.
C) Link your nominees and let them know of your nomination.
D) Share seven different facts about yourself.

The Seven Facts:

  1. I grew up in a city and now live outside of a small town. Some days I miss the city – Buskers, the way their music would float to your ears amongst the chaos of honking horns and running engines. Slurpee`s, real sugar filled frozen treats! DELIVERY!!! But I really like the landscape here. It is clean, quiet and spacious. I can stretch my whole mind and heart out here for miles.
  2. 70% of the time I really like to cook and try new recipes (a special thank you to all of the food blogs here) The other 30% I`d rather eat cereal.
  3. I don`t like to eat the same meal two nights in a row. All leftovers are stored in the freezer. They make quick grabs for lunch or late night suppers. Most of the time I don`t put a label on them so we have a `Mystery Meat from the Freezer` night.
  4. My cat is actually trying to type this for me. It must be the clicking of the keys that draws her. Or the fact that my hands look busy.
  5. I am an absolute photo junkie. Love taking them, love viewing them. Not great at developing them. Or editing.
  6. I am quiet, in volume.
  7. I love all animals, in all of their shapes and sizes. Bugs, not so much.

It is always hard to nominate other blogs so I am passing the torch onto any of you that would like to share a bit information about yourselves. Don`t be shy 🙂

 

 

Us

I have been trying to recall how we came to be

trying to remember when you were just you,

and I was just me

Forgive me, but my memory is a little bit hazy…

I remember long looks at the grocery store

And then came the post it notes on my door

You remember when we first connected

how my body reacted was quite unexpected

Months passed by as we got to know one another

friend to friend, lover to lover

Then chaos came knocking on our front door

It rattled our foundation and crumbled our floor

You remember all of the anger, pain and misery

I found a man with morals, standards and integrity

(Trust me, this is not to be taken lightly!

These qualities are not found in everybody!)

Do you remember those days, how we hid ourselves inside?

Revelling in our bodies, there was nothing left to hide

We consoled ourselves with only our skin

we were young and adventurous

and living in sin

We spent years inside that sensual bliss

But the impact of the strife, I couldn’t dismiss

It became too much for me to bear

I decided to leave, not because I didn’t care!

It was just a little too much for the younger version of me

I think you understand, it was part of my destiny

How many times did fate bring us back together?

To reignite our flame and keep us connected to one another?

And even though we spent those years apart

We couldn’t ignore what was truly in our hearts

I couldn’t foretell our future, how our story would unfold

Until we met again that day, in the middle of the road

Somehow we intuited it was now or never,

to combine our lives and be together forever

From that moment on

I have never regretted it

Yes, you drive me nuts!!

But that’s to be expected

Looking back now,

anyone can see

Honey, you and I

are just meant to be

💋💖💘💝💞❤💋💗

 

 

 

A Valentine Treat

I must be blind today, I cannot find the reblog button. PLEASE CLICK THIS LINK! You won`t regret it, I promise! I came across this post last week and it had me running to my husband`s arms.A must read and see for all of us hopeless romantics. Thank you, Dora, for the revival of hope, romance and love. xoxo (p.s., if you are on a laptop, you can right-click on the page and translate to English; Google translate should appear if you are on a smartphone)

My Blogging Life

Friday

The first post in my reader is a lovely little piece by Lynn. This woman constantly amazes me. She has such a giving heart, her support and encouragement for all of the people she has met here is never ending. Honestly, I feel a little like Olaf because my heart melts each time a person bestows a bit of kindness to me. Thank you, Lynn.

After a conversation with whatsandrathinks, I am fantasizing about a luau in Hawaii. Pig roasts, palm trees and pretty little drinks with umbrellas poking out of them. This reminds me of Paula and how proud I am that she finished her race there. Just thinking about her post makes me smile (and cringe).

During my lunch hour, Nissetje has me holding my phone to my belly and laughing so damn hard that I can barely type out a response. LMFAO is an apt  description. Seriously, I am still getting the giggles just thinking about it.

The boss leaves and it’s time to turn on some tunes. I check out SOB and my eyes become misty. I can’t help it because I know all too well, exactly how they feel. I plug his songs of the day into You Tube and am amazed by Alabama Shakes and Dawes. How is it I have never heard of them before?

When I come home, I squeeze my family for a few minutes longer than usual. Hubby is surprised. “What has gotten into you?”

I shake my head a little and smile. It would be hard to explain how my mind has been all over an emotional map today. “Just life,” I say. “Just glad to have you here.”