When you aren’t supposed to have sugar you have to find sweet elsewhere.
Here’s where I find it:
They are so adorable and fun. Better than a Snickers Bar for sure!
Do you remember when we had the light/dark button and the contrast control button on our boxy TVs? I liked playing with them making everyday objects or people look freaky. Dad hated that.
That makes me think of D’Maggio carrots on Sheriff John. TV was black and white, but I could swear I saw the brilliant orange vegetable with leafy green tops, I could almost smell the earthy garden they came from.
Still, I hate black and white movies or TV. From the moment of landing in Oz I loved color. I love the variety and contrasting colors presented. We need that .
White snow hitting the windshield during the day looks black. The same snow at night makes you feel like you are traveling in space.
Great contrasting conditions. But shadows and highlights help supply our shapes and depth.
I’m so grateful that I can immerse myself in all the layers from contrast to shades of grey.
It’s like music for the eyes. Without the rest of quiet the rhythms and melody becomes muted, boring.
I hate making decisions.
Pixie
Chin-length bon
Keep long add bangs
I have reasons to like and hate for each.
Neat as a pin upon the head where a thousand angels dance. Impossible concepts.
All my life, messy was my other middle name. The actual middle name implied the perfection planned for me.
Desk cleaning day in grade school had me in utter devastating humiliation.
In highschool was the locker cleanup day.
My bedroom was a disaster until the cat peed on my clothes. No longer did my mother have to scream at me. I never let my clothes drift to the floor. Hamper or closet or chest of drawers. The clothes solution stuck. But eek, the rest still shames me daily.
I finally get control of one aspect when ‘life’ happens and throws a wrench in schedule and neatness. And who left that tool out here to trip over?
Grief, then TV guy, messed up all my regulated plans for self improvement, just as I got ready to tighten the schedule for house improvement, so now the swinging the pendulum is working to get me on track.
Not for perfection but enjoying passions fully while aiming to stay healthy.
Neat may never happen. ADHD keeps life moving.
Adding yoga and meditation. At least I’ll feel more peaceful about it.
This started out a Finishing Friday blog. With many distractions this week, very little got done. But Milo ‘champion barker at TV guy’ decided to show up for fun.
This One-Liner Wednesday is from Linda G. Hill.
Not a financial success, but a win all the same.
(My first filled journal! My piano practice journal started October 2024)
The first thing this morning, before I saw the prompt, my husband came into the room grabbed this and started on an itch in the middle of his back. I should have snapped that picture, oh, well.
Our bingeing Saturday began with Jurassic Park 2 and 3. That gave me the chance to scratch my language itch. I did a few units of Latin. I like oft-watched shows while I learn. Who hasn’t memorized our dino shows?
Latin was my first language class of high school. Mrs. Young set us up with ‘A’s and if we turned in our homework every day we’d end with an ‘A’. She was so informative with the arts and sciences of ancient Rome
The text book from the class had interesting and fun stories to translate.
Recently, a word came up on Duolingo, ‘laetus’. I remembered the story of the Ant and the Grasshopper. Translating that story had been so much fun, with cartoons in my head.
A while ago I picked this textbook up at a second hand-store or used book store.
So far it isn’t as fun as my old textbook, but it is filling in cracks of information that Duo doesn’t supply.
We moved to our Will Trent binge.
Newer stuff means I work less intensely. I started on Italian as it isn’t as hard. It is fun for me. It scratches that linguaphile itch.
Celebrate is the kind of word you can’t be sad saying. First thing that happens to me is hear
Or
Celebrate life’s moments. It need not be a party or cake. It’s inside. It’s life. Let me live with my brain intact and less than overwhelming pain to be 130.
Every moment is worth a celebration, a smile, a dance, there’s always something to breathe in thankfulness.
Living intentionally is often as tough as the stairway Dan shared on his post. In fact, his published books shows it works for him. By the way, I am reading his book, Poetic Justice as my Kindle, slow read. Not my audiobook, like all my others, but page by page. It is engaging. I just can’t track well. But I am able to stick with it. Mysteries of the murdering type, are tough. But the main character, Brody, keeps the story moving. It is my intention to finish the book within a couple of weeks.
I’m working on my intentions and manifesting goals. That’s what my possibility list on New Year’s starts with small and deep thoughts. From working on thought patterns to knitting, to communication with others. I’m all over the map as I zero in on the things that will bring me joy or somehow help heal the universe
Thanks for this prompt, Dan!
Congrats! You have completed your goal of reading 100 books for the 2013 Reading Challenge! 115 of 100 (115%)
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