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Today’s blog will be a little short. Not just because it is the prompt of the day, short, that is, but because I am fighting the flare from hell. That nice, sort of productive day yesterday? Yeah. Although it might not be the little tiny, short walk, but the spring allergens floating around our area. So short blog, short slipper, doubt I’ll finish today. Short day due to naps.
Sorry I’m late to the SOCS, Linda G Hill, I was busy with all my PROJECTS. Yes, all those knitting projects have kept me going all day. I am nearly finished with one or two but they take the kind of concentration one needs as they learn new stitches. YouTube tutoring included. I’ll share again when finished.
Part of the reason I am late to the party was the weather. Yep, we got snow again, but with this system rolling in the bones and fibromyalgia knocked me for a loop and when I get to that stage the only thing I can do is nap and hope to wake with less pain. And that did work. Of course that means I may be up for another hour or so catching up on everything I should have been doing at naptime.
If it helps, I am reading your book: All Good Stories, now and hope to be finished tomorrow some time. It is fun.
Well, that’s all I got for now.
HOW is this done? I know it isn’t real, at least I hoped not. But still, I posted this on Snopes on FaceBook hoping for and educated answer–where was it filmed, what is that fish? I don’t know how to photoshop but I had hoped for some answers as to how that can be done.
When I mentioned to my hubby the word of the day, he said, “Which ham? Rosie, Teddy, or Kali? Between them you have a whole hog!”
Above starting at the ginger, Teddy. Black bump is Rosie. Kali is hogging the foreground. Hard to believe they can now get along like this. Now they have races up and down the hallway sounding like a herd of elephants!
Now back to the weather. Rain and snow predicted for the next few days. More adventures with Kali and friends to follow.
This Stream of Consciousness Saturday with prompt “ham” brought to you by Linda G Hill. Thanks for the inspiration!
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Pull on your galoshes. This ain’t pretty.
Last night my dog didn’t want to go do her duty. There was the smallest bit of mud and water at the bottom of our porch steps. I got inventive and set the welcome mat over that wetness and she was able to jump across into the yard to do what she needed to do.
This morning she did okay. But by afternoon the stream and mud had gotten larger. It covered much of the welcome mat. Luckily, we had a wheelbarrow full of old dried weeds that never made it to the compost before the snow started (Thanksgiving?). I picked up a mat of these dried weeds to make another bridge across the moat at the bottom of our stairs. That was about three hours ago.
My brother made it home from work okay. An hour after that I needed to take said princess out once again. This is what we found from every window”
Looking west of the porch.
Front yard, driveway, and street.
More front yard near the front porch.
Backyard and brother’s car–which managed to get home from work in spite of floods coming home. He was able to get out of the car and up the porch in relative dryness. An hour later this is what we saw.
Driveway near the kitchen side of the house.
So needless to say, poor little Kali has nowhere to go. Thank goodness for the piddle pad?
We are in a mobile. We are expecting more rain tonight and snow by Tuesday. Scary-hairy stuff.
This is my stream of consciousness as of fifteen minutes ago. Maybe STREAM is a word I should have avoided?
Stream of Consciousness Saturday and the prompt ‘Hair’ brought to us by Linda G Hill.
wood/would
wood/would wood/would
wood/would wood/would wood/would
There. Now that we’ve piled them up neatly we can start a good fire to keep us warm while we let our collective consciousness flow. Nice. Hot cocoa and marshmallows would be nice. But in all this imagining, I feel one consciousness. Everyone seems off on their own ventures so I guess this one is up to me. Pass the melty s’more? Please? Please? Please?
The empty echo reminded me that I may be one of the only folks in the world who has never had one of those yummy tidbits. Went camping with the family all of my childhood yet no one in my family had ever eaten one–at least back then. Now, with diabetes, I guess it is good no one is here to pass me one. They do sound decadent.
All this reminds me of those camping days. The family would go on three-week vacations. Mom saved up every penny and Dad saved up every bit of vacation time. I had a love-hate relationship with camping. I have memories of sitting up on the highest rocks with pencils, crayons, papers to draw on and lots of books. Those peaceful moments away from family were the best.
I have memories of sitting up on the highest rocks with pencils, crayons, papers to draw on and lots of books. Those peaceful moments away from family were the best.
Waking in the cold with the tiny pebbles eating their way through flattened blowup raft-bed, sleeping bag, and my very flesh. Not the best memory. Worse, waiting for the sun to warm the world enough to crawl out of the sleeping bag to make the mad rush to the stinky non-flushable toilet maddeningly painful.
Evening ranger talks and sing-a-longs with educational slides–wonderful! Daytime hikes with rangers to learn of local flora and fauna–Heavenly.
Dirty nails, dirty everything. Cold baths in the tent. Dragging heavy pails of water from the faucet that seemed miles away, getting to camp soaking wet from being splashed the whole way, then still having to wash dishes in the plastic container–Ugh!
Was it any wonder that by the time I was an adult I refused to camp unless there was an automatic dishwasher, washer, dryer, full bathroom facilities, comfy beds, etc.?
Still, I remember the time, BC (before children), that their father and I were forced to camp out under the stars. We got to camp too late to set up a tent.We zipped our sleeping bags together to make it cozy for the newlyweds we were. A biker had this campsite alone and he invited us to share his site. A little scary but he seemed nice. But the biker would prove to be the least of our worries.
As morning came around I heard bumping and crashing. An old pro at camping, I knew bears were looking for food. I was on my back looking up at the sky through the tree branches. Suddenly a big black nose was sniffing at my nose. I closed my eyes and hoped sniffing was all this brute was going to do. As soon as I felt the footsteps walking away, I nudged my husband and whispered, “Bear.”
No sooner had I said that there was a great big string of obscenities shouted as the biker woke to the same visitor. He scared the bear so much that the bear knocked everything off the table and cookstove and slid down the hill out of sight. The biker was pretty shook-up until he started laughing.
The bear had left a huge path of catsup, mustard, and other foods strewn all over then on either side of the bear butt prints all the way down the hill.
Good times! Let’s sing: The Bear Went Over the Mountain…
Now let’s recite: How much wood would a woodchuck chuck… Ah, never mind.
Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday and Just Jot It January is: “wood/would.” Use one, use both, use them any way you would like. Have fun!
Thank you, Linda G Hill for a fun January! Whoever would have thought I would get through a whole month of blogging daily?
Glass
Habits are like glass. Just as the sand glass is made from can be an irritant in your shoe or your food, some habits can irritate us. Smoking, eating the wrong foods, not getting enough sleep or exercise are those irritating habits we need to work on. But there are other habits we need to work on.
My friends and I have been trying to find ways to get good habits back into our lives, specifically journaling daily, or cleaning those trouble spots in the house, or getting that walk in (no chance on this ice around here right now).
If I work on the habits I want to form, I consider it putting the fire on unformed sand to make a lump and blowing air into it. January first I thought this Just Jot it January to be a good way to form my journaling habit. It was a grain of thought then. Now I am seeing the end of the month and realize that I have a bit of an idea how this habit will be when it is well formed. I realize I still have to keep blowing the life into this to get more form to it. But it is beginning to take shape.
And now the irritant is just a bit of a nudge. I hear my inner voice saying, just jot something down. It doesn’t take much. It’s just a tiny step to typing from cruising the internets, especially FaceBook, to a form of thoughts for the day. Once I’m typing it seems pretty easy to just keep on.
Isn’t it interesting how a grain of sand can make glass to hold water to drink or pearls for decoration? That glass can even hold sand in various colors–future glass or pearls to form.
Okay, this stream of consciousness is either in lump form or ready to break into a million pieces. So I’ll let it sit in the form it’s in. After all, this is:
during:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday and Just Jot It January is: “glass.” Use the word “glass,” or find something that’s made of it and use that in your post. Have fun! Thank you, Linda G Hill for this new addiction!
This post is brought to you by Stream of Consciousness Saturday and Just Jot It January. The prompt for this week is the letter “p,” with the challenge to start and end the post with a “P” word… thus the potato. Click the following link to join in and read all the other awesome posts! https://lindaghill.com/2017/01/13/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-and-jusjojan-jan-1417/
Potato
Do you really want to see my stream of consciousness? Well, my first thoughts are about how I am writing this on my tablet instead of my laptop. Pampered Pets. That’s right. I didn’t want to disturb the cat and dog sleeping on the end of my bed by dragging my must-always-be-connected laptop and cords over said beasts so as to do my blogginess. They wake and all kinds of chaos would erupt so in the name of peace, I squint to read what I’m writing, while typing on a tiny keyboard.
I keep looking at the word ‘potato’ and realize I have a bunch that need to be cooked up before their eyes look like monster arms. But our kitchen is very cold and the water to wash said potatoes is too cold for my hands. But on these cold days, I imagine how tasty potato soup would be, or fried potatoes with onions and other goodies. Guess I’m going to have to buck up and don many layers to get this done.
Frost doesn’t start with a ‘p’. Frost is on our windows and everything outside. This morning as I walked the dog it looked like PIXIE dust was floating in the air. So sparkly, pretty and peaceful! I did it!
Politics is the ugliest ‘p’ word at the moment so I will avoid it and hope that the greater good for all and our planet happens somehow.
People provide the best entertainment. I miss going to malls and people watching. We live an hour and a half from the nearest city and when we go it is all business. So television provides.
This post is getting too long, I have no picture to break it all up so I think I should end with a period.
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Coat
Winter! It is pretty to see all that snow. But I do hate winter cold. Can we have non-cold, healthy-warm snow? Notice the word healthy, that excludes volcanic ash, okay? I just hate being cold. And now I have a new dog in the family. Well, not so new. She belonged to my daughter who found she couldn’t keep the dog in her new apartment without anyone else to keep the dog company.
So that’s how my grandpuppy became my own puppy. She’s not a puppy but a well trained full-grown dog. But I’m not used to having a dog around. She needs to go out for walks and doesn’t use the kitty litter (except for eating a kitty nugget or two–yuck! Dogs can be gross!) But every time she needs to go O-u-t-s-i-d-e. We have to spell it because she gets so excited–until she sees it snowing–that hurts her feet.
So when she needs to one of us needs to don our coat, and boots and hats and scarves and gloves and if it is night, we need a flashlight. So far the three of us (hubby, brother and I) manage to share the joy/work of ‘outside’.
When the weather wasn’t quite so cold (a high of 12 a low of -20) Kali and I have taken walks around our little property. I do feel that she will be good for me as the weather gets better. I don’t mind walking in the snow. Don’t like walking on ice. And as much as I hate donning a coat, Kali will run and hide when I tell her she has to put hers on.
I never thought of dogs as very smart. I think cats are pretty smart in that they can be very self-sufficient. But I never had to spell words to keep them from understanding certain words. They do get ‘food’ but ignore other words. But Kali listened the last time I had to try to get her to wear the coat. I rather thought of how I used to talk to my toddlers. I told her that if she wanted to go on a walk with me she had to wear it. I figure a walk is a bit longer outside than the quick minutes to do her duty and fly back in the house shivering. She understood the last time. But the cold snow is still too much for her tiny legs and feet. So she turned us around at the driveway’s end and headed us back to the house. Since that walk a few days ago, it has been too cold for either of us to try that.
To avoid the coat issue for both of us, I have to tell her that this outside trip must be fast, fast, fast, be quick! And I think she understands that, too. I am really loving this little ‘House Elf’. I call her that because her big ears make her look like Dobbie in Harry Potter.
Here’s a picture of me and Kali taken when she was still with my daughter a couple years ago.
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