SoCS: The Preposition Behind a Cliff

Upon a Friday sunny I shall write concerning this stream that follows through with a prompt on behalf of Dear Linda. It’s about 6:00 pm and I am brain dead. The cats are sleeping on the bed, the laundry is spinning around, and from within my stomach growls. I need food, not prepositions. I want quiet, not wordy words. From beneath the patio, I hear the neighbors drive in. Then they drive out. I wish they would stay home, haulRead more

SoCS: Framing the Week

As of today, I’m on vacation. December of 2018 was the last month I had a full week’s vacation. I’m so ready. Let me put a frame around what I have in mind in regard to the week’s agenda. Spending time with these two crazy kids. 2.  Sleeping in. 3.  Staying in my pajamas as long as possible. If I make it all day, I can award myself bonus points. 4.  Having a morning cup of sweet, milky tea outRead more

SoCS: Hurry Up!

Linda G. Hill gave us quite the prompt for this week’s Stream of Consciousness post: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is ‘ask someone else.’ Either ask someone for a prompt word or, if you can’t, turn on a TV or a radio and choose a word from the first sentence you hear. Enjoy!” I was alone in the apartment at the time I read Linda’s prompt. So, I turned on the TV. There was Festus on theRead more

Welcome Home

“Missing someone and not being able to see them is the worst feeling ever.” ~Nathanael Richmond~ While I was away last week, this one couldn’t see me. That made him a little needy. And kneady. Natasha said he was trying to make a loaf of bread at her expense. There was a little bit of cat crying too. Or perhaps a lot. Gibbs missed his human mom. Meanwhile… This one didn’t seem to be affected at all. She slept herRead more

So Says the Dog

Let sleeping leprechauns lie! So says the dog. Yes, replies the human, as she awakes in a fog. Let sleeping felines doze! So says the Queen. Yes, replies the human, who forgets to wear her kelly green. Happy St. Patrick’s Day!    Read more

Countdown 2014 (from the Gibbs Journal)

January          Polar Vortex? I do not know the meaning, only that the human has cursed those two words since the beginning of December, 2013. It sounds awful, like hell on earth, and the cursing usually occurs as the human walks in the door, literally shaking. This polar vortex must be out there, somewhere along winter’s landscape, holding court with the snowflakes and ice. I press my nose against the patio door window and am surprised by how cold it feels.Read more

The Cats Have It

I got up before I wanted to this morning. Never mind that it was already 30 minutes past my usual Saturday/Sunday wake-up time. My aging bones were tired from the day before – waking at 5:20 am, putting in a focused and busy eight hours at work, and helping in the evening with the 3-4-5 energy-ready kids at church while mom and dad went out on date night. Exhausted! The reason for an early rise? It goes like this… Yes, thereRead more