Seven Sometimes, a poem

Sometimes I feel like crying but all the tear drops are dry. Sometimes I feel like singing but have forgotten the words. Sometimes I feel like flying away from everyday. Sometimes I feel like dancing, but my feet refuse to move. Sometimes I feel like laughing but I just don’t get the joke. Sometimes I feel like writing and hope my Muse will concur. Sometimes … Continue reading Seven Sometimes, a poem

Moon-watching on a cold Winter night … a photo chat

These are some photos I took with my little Sony Cyber-shot.   I was intrigued by the visual effects through the double-pane window, so opened the door and went outside onto the small deck.   There is very little room for movement there.  Specifically what I wanted was to capture the moonlight reflecting off an icicle hanging from the eaves.      The temperature was about 7 degrees Fahrenheit. … Continue reading Moon-watching on a cold Winter night … a photo chat

“Me Time?” Why it’s not my ideal Saturday morning? It never is…

What’s your ideal Saturday morning? Are you doing those things this morning? Why not?

 

Why not?  Well, let’s see…the answer to that involves a ride in a tow truck.   Not that there is anything wrong with wreckers–in fact it’s sort of fun when the ride is on the turnpike when the truck can go really fast and the driver likes to lean on the horn.  Scares the bejeebers off of me if I’m the motorist riding along minding my business, but sitting there riding shotgun in the tow truck cab is…..well, empowering. 

It had warmed up to about nine degrees with the sun streaming down on the tundra.  The van had stopped in the middle of the driveway, facing the road, a bonus for the tow truck driver.    The two rear tires were beyond flat, they were flapping off the rims as they  dragged up onto the flatbed.

Thank golly for the AAA club membership that includes towing costs, or I would be lamenting with comments involving dollar signs $$$.   As long as I’m on the subject, the club only pays for the towing. not the tires…which set me back a few bucks.

To get to the actual WordPress Daily Prompt question about “Me Time”…

My ideal Saturday morning would be to get up at 8:00 a.m., make coffee, feed the inside cats, feed and water the outside cats without having to retrieve the one who got inside when the door was open. Then toast a couple of strawberry PopTarts without burning them.

Then sitting down at the computer, and settling down to work.  Ideally, there would be a wireless signal, and yahoo has my email ready. So far so good, but if the Windows decides to update, that is an issue.  The myriad computer connection issues will not be present this morning.  Ah…at last, fingers on the keyboard, web site working well, its time to get to work.

Then, keys clicking away, a feeling of contentment arrives.  The computer and printer and all other things that could possibly go wrong take a day off, and cooperate happily.  The telephone does not ring.  No one rings the doorbell.  Peace and quiet reign.

OK, that’s the ideal Saturday morning for me.

Then the interruptions begin.   A tentative voice whispers “Mom…”  Followed by any combination of sentences beginning with
“I need, We are Out of, The ___ won’t work.  The cat threw up…, Will you take me to ____.   I need twenty dollars–.”

The tow truck not withstanding, any number of Murphy’s Laws are applicable to cut into Me Time.

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How I handle my books inventory…hey, wake up, this will be fun

My best friend has her own way of handling her stash of books. She either fills boxes with assorted books or arranges them haphazardly on shelves: no particular order, no genres, not even all in the same position…backwards, upside down, stacked, any way at all. Her paperbacks range from new to should-have-been-tossed-ages-ago. She doesn’t care if there are rips in the covers, bent over corners, … Continue reading How I handle my books inventory…hey, wake up, this will be fun

A Place I would NEVER want to visit? Nah…

Is there such a place? I don’t think so. Oh sure, there are places where I would not want to be at a given time…say in the midst of a fire-fight in a war zone. But that could be anywhere at any time…even a small town stand-off between police and a gunman. I wouldn’t want to be in Florida during a major hurricane. Or out … Continue reading A Place I would NEVER want to visit? Nah…

My secret refuge high above the trees of Yucatan.

There is a place that I go to in my mind whenever there is a need for a shut-down.   It is called Nohoch Mul, a pyramid built by natives a long time ago on the southern coast of the Yucatan Peninsula, near Cancun, Mexico.  It has probably been overrun by tourists by now, but when we were there years ago it was still in a … Continue reading My secret refuge high above the trees of Yucatan.

Dealing with Writer’s Block — Just write about it!

Most writers suffer from an ailment called “writers’ block.” I Have given the malady a lot of thought over the years, and I do have some suggestions to offer. Here’s what I suggest to others: JUST WRITE! Sit down and grab your pen, and write something…even if its wrong. Start with a word like “the,” and add a noun… cat, woman, oregano plant…and build from … Continue reading Dealing with Writer’s Block — Just write about it!