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Wow! Thank you, Sadja for nominating me for the

Sunshine Bloggers Award

The Rules

  1. Thank the person who nominated you and provide a link back to their blog so others can find them. ✔️
  2. Answer the 11 questions asked by the blogger who nominated you.✔️
  3. Nominate 11 other bloggers and ask them 11 new questions. ( 5 questions and 6 nominations only) 🔵
  4. Notify the nominees about it on one of their own posts.✔️
  5. List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo on your post and/or your blog site.✔️

Sadje’s Questions to me:

What is the best thing about blogging?

There are several good reasons to blog. And rather than choose just one, I will share a couple. I love making new friends around the world. And I love the chance to write.

Have you written or plan to write a book? If so what is your genre?

I have lost count of the novels I have written. I think I have 13. I’ve written them for NaNoWriMo, either in November or inventing my own month. They are mostly sci-fi/fantasy. They were fun until the time to edit. I am horrid at getting that done.

Do you make life seriously or are you a happy-go-lucky person?

I used to be rather Pollyanna about things. I still mostly lean to the optimistic viewpoint. But lately, seriousness attacks me and threaten depression. I do have clinical depression but most meds don’t help. I have to work on it when I feel it coming in. Though there is plenty to be discouraged about, lack of sunshine can get to me. Thank goodness we have had a few sunny days to go and sit outside and absorb that vitamin D.

Do you believe in coincidence or you think everything is predestined?

I think the answer is somewhere in between. Though I have been a Tarot Card reader for a long time and even did it for a very short time for pay. I just felt that folks relied on it so much they didn’t mind spending their hard earned money just to find out if they would soon get rich. I did feel it worked well as a counseling device. I could use a card to find out what was hurting the client and help them find ways to work on that in their lives. But very few clients used that. They called often and wouldn’t try to get out of their own way. What that told me was that if something seemed coincidental too often you are drawing it to yourself by thinking on it a lot. And nothing is predestined that a thought process can’t pull you out. If you think all is doom and gloom and you look around and can prove it is, you have brought that to yourself. There are many books about manifesting. Yes, it is hard to do–until it isn’t.

Closing your eyes and imagine yourself in a place you have always wanted to visit. Where are you?

I miss the beach. Any beach. I miss being out on the ocean. We got to go on a cruise to Alaska once. Never would have thought this Southern California girl would like that cold. But I loved it. I figure it was the water that was made my inner mermaid happy.

Bloggers I would like to present this award to:

Well, here is where I will break the rules. I’ve gotten all the way to this part of awards before. I love all the blogs I follow. I have a hard time narrowing it down. And then people hesitate to accept because of this same reason. So here is what I’d like. If you want to accept this award, please let me know. If you want some questions to answer choose mine or follow the blog chain back and find a few you really have a desire to answer. I know everyone is busy right now, especially if you are trying to keep up with Just Jot It January.

 

Congratulations to you all. I hope that you guys can accept this and pay it forward, but if not you can give it a pass altogether or you can just answer the questions. Your call. If anyone feels able to answer my questions, please do.

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Remember how we all talked about dogs and the zoomies the other day? I wonder if they are having a cathartic reaction to something in their lives. I love a good dance it out (when no one is looking), a quick run around the yard (again when no one is looking–I hope).

It is too bad we all so close to our neighbors. I think a good scream it out or sing at the top of our lungs would be quite cathartic for all of us. It seems the only time I can do that is on a car trip by myself. Me and Babs doing Yentl or other Broadway musicals can bring me back to me.

Sometimes baking bread will do it with the punching down the dough. I think any physical burst of energy can pull out a lot of emotions without spending tons on psychiatrists and meds.

Another thing I love to do is watch shows like Beaches. That good cry at the end can clear out the cobwebs.

Lately, and this is a bit embarrassing to me, (wow! look above at all the cathartic embarrassments!) if I’m feeling a lot of hopelessness about the world, especially the rulers of the world (notice how vague that is!) I love watching non-stop disaster movies. The plots are similar, stupid rulers making stupid decisions for their own good and scientists that are being paid to find certain answers with no regard to truth, then the rulers say not to panic, which in turn becomes panic. Those we relate to live through it all or are emotional heroes.

And right now it seems knitting and binging horror/weirdness shows get me by until I can dance it out again.

Well, even writing this was cathartic. Thank you, Linda and Enthralling Journey


A friend and I were IMing each other. Every time her message arrived my laptop beeps. I like that as I don’t have to stay on the page but can follow my ADD (which isn’t on the prompt, by the way) and click on whichever tab I want to peruse.

But Kali goes nuts. She starts shaking and panting and won’t eat or drink. All those little noises the phone or laptop make to tell me someone wants my attention terrify her. Have any of you dealt with this? It’s been there since she moved in with us and I think my daughter had to deal with it also. I do remember when visiting my daughter that they couldn’t put on the oven because it made small ticking sounds. The would send Kali into a huge shaking fit. You have to cook so they just tried to ignore it and get the meal finished.

Our stove here doesn’t make a noise and the microwave doesn’t seem to upset her. So at least there’s that. But I miss many texts and IMs on my phone and laptop because I try to keep the sound down.

She looks calm but she’s blurry because of the shaking. At least she isn’t panting anymore. The IM conversation was a half hour ago.

She was a rescue way back when. It was her nervousness that ended her life at my daughters as she couldn’t be left alone without destroying the place. My daughter has to go out in the world and work, ya know. We took her in because we are home all the time, so…

We wanted to try her as an assistant dog for me but my anxiety gets way worse when I take her out with me into the busy world. We are only good for each other at home or out in the yard. Even walks make me more nervous because she wants to attack other dogs. She thinks she’s the alpha when the other dogs could eat her for lunch. So I have to be careful where I take her so we don’t have those encounters.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining about her. I love her dearly and in our days she sits connected to me nearly 24/7. I’m just concerned about how to deal with her ‘sound anxiety’. Any ideas?

Well, I didn’t exactly meet the prompt requirement but I did follow my stream. Thanks, Linda!


Balance

Not long ago I took Kali out first thing in the morning. One step out onto the porch and my feet were in the air and my shoulders hit the door threshold. There was ice on the porch landing that was invisible. I don’t think I was seriously hurt. Though the tailbone is even madder at me than it was before. I’m beginning to think that my chair yoga isn’t getting better due to that slip.

It is easy to lose our balance. It is something we strive for. But I wonder if it is even possible to have. Or if we have a slanted view of what balance should be. Though nature gives us a semblance of balance nothing really is. Not even our own faces are balanced. So have we mistaken what we should aim for?

When I am drawing I find it hard if the left eye is higher than the right or the corners of the mouth don’t line up properly. And for that reason, I have a hard time appreciating Piccaso’s modern art. But maybe he had something trying not to balance.

Had I been thinking of balance maybe I wouldn’t have fallen? I don’t know. As it was my hands did a good job grabbing at the door handle and the rail. It could have been way worse had the automatic reflex not kicked in. I was pretty amazed at that reflex. Have you ever tried to think through something like that?

I’m sorry. I’m meandering. All I wanted was to throw a little balance into this blog.

I know! I have shared plenty of pics of Kali and Rosey but the only good one of Teddy was one I share when we first moved here. I just cropped it and found an interesting balance between Teddy’s sweet self and the scenery. Did I ever tell you that Teddy used to love me best and I felt so very connected to him? He knew where to situate on me to purr away my pains. When Kali came he seemed to divorce himself from me. It has taken a year for that little guy to finally decide I am worth his trouble. Now I wake in the morning with three furries taking up my bed. All making sure I can’t move. Wish I could levitate those mornings so I wouldn’t have to disturb these loves.

Who cares about balance when there is this face in the world.

Once again, thank you, Linda, for Jotting fun. And JP for tossing my balance! 🙂


Zoomies

‘What are the Zoomies?’ I asked when I saw this prompt. So I looked it up. Here’s what I found on Chewy.com. Kali has done that a few times. Mostly when the cats start it.

Teddy will scratch the furniture. I think when my daughter was Kali’s mommy she would reprimand her cat so Kali assumed that was something she could take on herself.

Teddy is the youngest of our furries but this is his go-to position. He gets really grumpy if you wake him. He has taken on the Garfield attitudes. In fact, every night when we feed the wet food to all three, he needs to be picked up and brought to his food.

He was wiggling to get down to said food.

I’ve shared pictures of Rosy and Kali more often.  Just a quick reminder:

She is a mixture of regal and ready to grab your every attention.

Kali is always attached to my body somehow or in my face. That may be why I have more pictures of her.

Anyway, so the two old ladies, Rosey and Kali think they are the bosses of Teddy. Poor guy. So when he attempts to scratch the furniture Kali will jump off my lap to go chase him and then Rosey will join in and there will be a blurry elephant race around the living room, hallway, kitchen, and bedroom. I say elephant because as floppy-soggy as they are on our laps, they can make the biggest thumping noise. It seems like they’re having fun. Most of the time the ‘bitch-slappers’ aren’t brought out. Rosey’s polydactyl ones are scariest. Kali has learned to respect those paws.

So, I assume Zoomies aren’t just something dogs get as all three seem to get them. Kali will run like crazy outside but it is usually bush to bush trying to find that perfect spot. But it’s a blurry furry mess as they run around like crazies. Most of the time it is all three going for it. Then they assume their previous positions. Sleeping more than likely.

Thanks, Linda! Thanks, Bee!


You gotta know things are bad if I choose to start binging True Blood over watching another moment of news or hang out at FaceBook.

True Blood Season 1 DVD Cover.jpg

Nope. I don’t usually like vampires.  I have to admit that between my husband and bestie have broken my anti-horror stance over the last decade. And sadly, I think I like it. Both The Walking Dead and TrueBlood have more story than horror. I like watching the characters grow through the weird world they are in. I can relate.

Thank goodness for One-liner Wednesday. I don’t think I could have done more today.


Feel free to skip this one.

I wonder. What is the opposite of curiosity? I think I am feeling it right now. depression that is all worn out and has become apathy. I can’t get into winter as there’s been very little snow and mostly cold. It was a high of 35 today and our low will be 32. Why bother?

And you know it isn’t the weather that is wearing me down. It is the smallest part of all of this.

I will try to look at some positive things here. I have only missed a day of JJIJ. I have only missed a day of chair yoga. I have only missed a day of language lessons on Duolingo. We’re still breathing in and out. Nope. Not getting there.

Do I dare discuss it? Will I make enemies? If I can’t help raise the mood for those who may be facing homelessness is worth the writing?

My curiosity runs to a time machine right now. I want to see what our country will be like with no government. Ah, a vacancy for that other one to come in and take over. All because folks are afraid due to media. Why are the Washington, DC folks still being paid? Those who have had more days off than on. Maybe a flame would hit their souls if it hit their pocketbooks to the degree of those they think work for them. Especially the one who started it all. I try not to give that one any of my attention. That person has no name or physical attributes to talk about. Puppets have more personal actuality.

But will my time machine show the puppeteer to have full control in very few years because of the puppet? That is the only place curiosity is taking me and it is a downward spiral.

Jot and Prompt.


Echoes are fantastic. Going out into a rock quarry or empty house and shouting gives you your words back, well at least partially. Then there’s the crazy saying that ducks don’t echo. Mythbusters tried to prove it.

The word echo could mean repeat. Which brings up the fact that I love watching things over and over. Because, as I’ve said before, I watch things just to keep my mind busy while I knit. Oh, wait. Reverse that. Truth is, I don’t pay close attention to the show I’m watching. My family teases me when I have to ask, “Did I see that already?” Even if I remember seeing it, if I liked it I don’t mind watching it over and over as I pick up something new. Now that the story/plot is known to me, how did the actors play their character? Wow, that music. Pirates of the Caribbean movies or Game of Thrones binges get echoed most.

Antacids prevent digestive echoes.

Maybe déjà vu is a sort of psychic echo? Serendipity an echo of yesterday’s prompt could be a temporal echo?

Maybe ghosts are spiritual echoes?

As children, we learn through echoing information, words, multiplication facts. Could it be all echoes are helping us learn?

This was quite an interesting prompt for me. Thank you, Lady Lee! Thank you Linda, for Just Jot It January.

 


I can remember the first time I heard the word ‘Serendipity’. I don’t know why I learned it or even the year. What I remember is an excitement to know the word. Then I remember watching for it to happen. And it happened a lot!

It was years later that the movie came out.

I liked it so much I bought the DVD. But somehow their serendipitous adventure paled to many of mine at the time. Mine were not romantic encounters but manifestations I felt, in part, I drew to me.

As much as I want to give you a list of these happenings, I feel my brain is not up to that task right now. The closest I can come is how a few years ago when I lived in Reno, I couldn’t afford yarn. My fibromyalgia was worse in Reno. Again, I don’t know why. But I found that if I could keep my hands busy I could distract myself from the pain. So I started making things of plarn.

Stacking containers for folded plastic bags or sliced strips to crochet with and plarn balls.

The bag-bag chair. Was a laundry bag but the cats like it so much when I filled it with plastic bags for future projects when we moved. It is similar to a bean bag chair in size and comfort. But like I said, this belongs to the cats now.

This is one of the small containers I use for little bits.

If you look back into this blog and on my Ravelry page you’ll see a lot of fun ideas that kept me feeling less pain. Until crocheting itself started hurting. I still have a lot of those projects and they are still in use. Nice to know all those stupid bags became useful items.

Then we moved here and I learned of the Hat Huggers who have tons of donated yarn for donated comfort items. The leader taught me to loom knit and the rest is history. Someone else’s comfort is the result of my own comfort. I think of this as a serendipitous adventure. Though I could still work with plarn and I have lots made into balls ready for crochet (loom knitting it isn’t as easy, nor is needle knitting it as workable.) And maybe if I get bored I will go back and make a few things. Until then I’m looming a 10-stitch blanket, socks for my brother and lots more hats and toys.

I’m not so good at directing serendipity or manifesting. Because if I could, I wouldn’t mind making enough money to have my own yarn to make things for me. The donated yarn can go to my family and friends as long as I make sure to claim it on the rosters. Still, I want to go to a store and pick out the soft stuff and know it will be my own hat or my dog’s sweater. Or my own sweater? Or money to buy one– or more skeins of yarn.

Or meet the next teacher of my path. Maybe they’ll have yarn?

So this was a yarn about serendipity. For some reason, I feel I should apologize. I wish I was more alert today as I know I have stories of cars and houses that happened and lots of new friends. Just not specific ones for now. When I think of them I’ll post them, okay?

Thank you, Linda, for Jotting fun. Thank you, Jill, for another chance to remember a beautiful word, Serendipity, full of blessings.

 

 


The Payback SocietyThe Payback Society by Cidney Swanson
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Once again, Cidney Swanson pulled me in and delivered a good story, one I didn’t like to put down for the night. Cidney knows how to write stories that are believable. The characters and plot are always well developed.

As a young adult, I think I would have loved this even more. The romance is not the most important aspect of the story. Of course, it is there. They are teens. But this story goes deeper. One guy thinks everyone should worship him. When our main character refuses all hell breaks out and payback is required. The reader will feel the need and satisfaction of said payback.

I want to say more but I’m afraid I will end up slipping serious spoilers.

If you get the chance pick up any of Cidney Swanson’s work and you will be on adventures you cannot believe. Of course, my favorite still remains the Saving Mars series. All others are fun, too.

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