SoCS: Mix it Up!

M mmm… A blueberry muffin R ight up there ^ Y ou can have one too J ust get out the ingredients M ix it up E nvelope the ingredients as one L ick the bowl A nd wait, let it bake N ineteen, twenty, twenty-five minutes G ood stuff out of the oven E at up, enjoy! Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’sRead more

Schooled by a Cat

“Laziness is the first step towards efficiency.” ~Patrick Bennett~ Gibbs has been schooling me on being lazy. On the advantages of sleeping and laying around. Doing what I want. Eating, watching TV, eating again, scrolling through social media, watching more TV. And not feeling guilty about it. He recently gave me a “B” for my efforts and said I had to work on a few things. Like not making the bed and taking more naps. I told him making theRead more

SoCS: The Sun Will Come Up

For this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, Linda Hill is asking bloggers to use “a word you have to look up.” You know…spelling a word that doesn’t make sense when you have to spell it. The difficulty of the English language. The words that make us scratch our heads and question the meaning of a language that has it’s roots in long-ago Anglo-Saxon culture and a combination of Latin, Greek, French, German and Dutch words and pronunciations. Maybe your wordRead more

The Ending

“I’m not going to abandon the things that make me who I am because of a future that contains an ending I hadn’t foreseen for myself.” ~Captain Christopher Pike on Star Trek: Discovery~ In this episode, Captain Pike sees his future and it’s not a happy-joy-joy experience for him. Star Trek fans know the outcome, but I’ll leave that part out in case you are not currently a Trekkie, but are thinking about joining the awesomeness of a crazy cultRead more

SoCS: An Acceptable Medium

This past week has fallen in the middle. Somewhere between a sad low and peaceful, playful highs. In the medium category. This past Monday, my beloved fur baby and Queen of the castle, Ziva, crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. She had kidney failure of the kind that could not be fixed and I was not going to let her suffer. So, I let her go, sobbed my heart out, and began to fill the hole with pieces of fond memoriesRead more

SoCS from the Pod: What’s Old is New Again

*sniff, sniff, sniff* “Hello? Are you new around here?” “Huh? What? Ummm…no. Been here before.” *sniff, sniff, sniff* “Oh, hey Ziva. Where have you been?” “In hell.” “Where?” “In prison.” “Prison?” “Are you going to keep asking stupid questions?” “Not if you don’t. I am only wondering where you’ve been the last four days. I thought something was missing and now I realize it was your blaring snores.” “Well, I’m back. Mom rescued me from prison.” “What’s a prison?” “ThatRead more

#SoCS: A Favorite Collar

Collar. It’s what keeps me warm in the cool of fall and the frigid of winter. This past week has been cooler than normal. In fact, Green Bay reported a new record high of 52F (11C) on September 9th, which is cold for this time of year. The rain did not help. On the other hand, I heard Colorado and Wyoming received snow a day or two before, so it could have been worse. It’s supposed to stop raining andRead more

A One-Liner from Mr. Road Racer

My brother likes to text me after a bike ride and share his mileage. I always say, “That’s nice,” or “Awesome!” But, really, I’m thinking show-off! He knows I could never keep up with Mr. Road Racer. He taunts me with his biking prowess. In the end, though, I don’t really care. I prefer non-competition and enjoy bike rides as fast or slow, as long or short as I deem necessary. I prefer to enjoy the landscape, breathe in theRead more

SoCS: Too Much Sh*t

I am not as sharp as I used to be. I never professed to have a steel-trap memory or the ability to retain every piece of knowledge that ever entered through two blue eyes or waxy ear canals. Although, I seem to remember a higher brain-functioning me prior to the age of 50. Could have been a dream. Could be I have a flexible memory. Nevertheless… For the last several years, I have blamed my lack of sharpness on theRead more

SoCS: Prose from the Pod

Brush me right there On the belly square Along the soft, creamy hair If you naively dare I’m going to stay right here Not to be cavalier, but… Don’t go near Queenie dear She’s up to something, I fear I command the brush, I say It is the pampering day Hold the hairspray Human, do not walk away In the shadows I shall hide With knowledge, abide In safety simplified From Ziva’s brand of homicide Brush me, brush me now!Read more

SoCS: What’s New Pussycat?

For this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, blogger Linda Hill gave us our marching orders: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “song.” First, find a picture–the closest one to you. Your prompt is the title and/or the lyrics of the first song that comes to mind when you look at the picture. Have fun!” I’m still working at home, in my bedroom, with a fairly small work space. However, I manage to find space for my coffeeRead more

SoCS: Tossing it Out

I‘m going to toss this out there on a bold dare Launch a message at will while the neighbors fire up the grill I’m a stone’s throw away from saying what I need to say The line shall be cast far out and you’ll know what this is about The pitch is soon to be known without use of a cell phone Catapluted in your direction with a blogger’s affection Propelled as a response to a prompt’s nonchalance Heaved intoRead more