i don’t usually bit*h too much here but, ummm yeah, too much vino
- So I ran to the bank today and grabbed all available funds and paid the rent
- I have outstanding checks for Mr. Vixen’s scrips from yesterday
- The phone is shut off, just when my grandma went in to the hospital..she can’t breathe and has heart pain
- The internet/cable will be shut off tomorrow and the electricity on Tuesday
- I can’t see the letters to type right now, because someONE gave me some vino for his birthday
- The Spanglish speaking neighbor managed to get across today to me that he “sees me clean up my dogs messes every single day, BUT I have many dogs and there is already talk and ‘finger accent’ (which I assume is finger pointing)
- It is RIGHT NOW my husbands birthday (47 freakin old man) and I have nothing. Barely dinner.
- He is mending fences.
- So that all his brothers and sisters can get what is due them since their parents died. And one child was put in charge.
- This is NOT how anyone should spend their birthday
- I SUCK
- Oh yeah, and my Grama is in the hospital. And it sucks.
- Did I mention wine?
- Enough already, you all rule! I suck. Life sucks. And then we go on.
- OH YEAH did I forget to mention that my eldest(who has bipolar disorder) took on a dog as a service dog for her daughter who suffers seizures and then is “too overwhelmed” to take care of it so I have had to dog for training since last week?????!!!!
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This week–TAILS-Share A Summertime Memory
Nearly all of my best summertime memories involve a forest: either camping or the cabin. This prompt drew my mind back into my youth and a few outstanding memories of summertime. It was impossible to narrow it down to just one, so here are a few.
Picking blackberries with my little brother. Watching and learning to trout fish from my Dad in the Sierras. How the sun reflected off their shiny rainbow scales and how tasty the feast was that night (picture is Moccasin Creek in the Sierra Nevada mountains where the best blackberry hunting was)
Climbing Vernal-Nevada Falls with my Pop. Then resting at the top, in the mist, and feeding the squirrels some of our trail mix. Being completely amazed by the view of Half Dome and the valley below.
Lying on top of the houseboat watching the sun set over the Delta. Exhausted from a day of fishing, swimming, jumping off the roof, reading and adventuring.
Learning to whittle wooden knives for our “survival” in the wilds of the Yosemite campground. Climbing the logs, scaling rocks, forging rivers all the while pretending we were alone in the scare wilderness.
Can you guess which one is me? (Note the little kids whittle with stick on stick, LOL). This is from 1972.
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PhotoHunt 116: Bright
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Goodbye sweet sixteen
You were good to my baby
Hello super seventeen
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Two peas in a pod
Eskimos and butterflies
You are my sunshine
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Giggles and laughter
Fill the halls of memory
Love travels with joy
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Yesterday grade two
Now your senior year is here
Where does the time go?
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As my youngest child
You herald the most dreaded
Empty nest syndrome
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If you wish to stop
Just park it at seventeen
I could live with that
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Whatever you do
Butterfly kisses are yours
Now and forever
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This week’s theme/prompt is:
HEADS - Line
We all have lines. The boundaries we create in our minds that we believe can never be crossed. Spoken or unspoken. Thought of, but maybe not expressed. Maybe you don’t even know you have that line, until someone crosses it. The lines you clearly delineate and guard: You are not surprised when someone crosses them. You are prepared for such an inevitability and you defend your lines.
The other lines, the ones you didn’t know you even had in your head, are surprisingly left open to attack. Possibly because it is so far out there, the chances of anyone crossing that line. But it happens. And you are confused, possibly devastated and unsure exactly what to feel.
So you walk away from that line. You abandoned that battle and retreat. You write cryptic posts because it is too personal to talk about. But it’s there. What is most astounding is that people “never cease to amaze you” with what they are capable of.
The week from hell ends
Two days off to chill and play
Maybe hit the pool |
Hot and humid here
I gave up on make-up now
It just melts away |
The music still plays
Blocking out the world for now
I search for Beauty |
I know it’s out there
Seeking it is part of cure
Just keep moving on |
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