Stuck in the room, down on my knees I reach above my head to feel the cobwebs that are tickling my face. There is only inches of wiggle room. How did I get in here? The smell is musty and the dust is tickling my nose. It is so dark I can barely make out the outline of my own body. Wait there I see a tiny light in the distance. Shining through the crack and surrounding an outline of a very miniature door. I hear such a ruckus going on outside of wherever I am.
There is a very hot sticky mess going down the right side of my body. I feel as if I am in the army and crawling through one of there obstacle courses. Almost there I can just about reach the door just a couple more wiggles. How am I going to get any umph behind me to get this open. Sh** what was that? The sound is like a thousand animals being corralled into one fenced in yard stomping on a hundred people. Do I even want to get out of here? Is that pain, is that blood? Do it just push it you can't stay in here in this where ever I am. PUSH- yes it is opening. CRACK- ahhhhhhhh-Splat- stomp-jjsdlgjghkfhgkhsljfglkfhgkj.....no! Beep beep beep, I'm up, I'm up, what a messed up dream. No more sugary snacks before bed.
Friday, February 27, 2015
2/27/15
I am so glad that my English class has me reading a book. I used to have so much more time to read. I enjoyed reading a book now and then. Now I am lucky if I have time to eat, shower and sleep. So when a thing that I want to do becomes a part of my homework a thing I have to do I get to do something I want. Did that make sense?
The Heart and the Fist, maybe not my normal choice of reading material. It is a choice of something I would watch. So why wouldn't it be a choice for me to read. That is how my first interest in reading and my favorite type of movies began. Stephen King, he began it all my love for reading and movies, well, horror books and movies. So now I have begun reading this book and so far so good.
I enjoy watching many documentaries and love a heart felt and strong story. The description and the way he makes you feel you are there or can feel what or how he feels putting you in the action is the way all books or stories should be. It almost seems unreal how many opportunities he was given. Of course not many people would have taken any of those opportunities and even if they did they would need to give at least half the heart he did. So far this has been a good read. I am just about to get into the navy seals part so I am raring to go! Can't wait to read the following adventures and see what there is to learn.
The Heart and the Fist, maybe not my normal choice of reading material. It is a choice of something I would watch. So why wouldn't it be a choice for me to read. That is how my first interest in reading and my favorite type of movies began. Stephen King, he began it all my love for reading and movies, well, horror books and movies. So now I have begun reading this book and so far so good.
I enjoy watching many documentaries and love a heart felt and strong story. The description and the way he makes you feel you are there or can feel what or how he feels putting you in the action is the way all books or stories should be. It almost seems unreal how many opportunities he was given. Of course not many people would have taken any of those opportunities and even if they did they would need to give at least half the heart he did. So far this has been a good read. I am just about to get into the navy seals part so I am raring to go! Can't wait to read the following adventures and see what there is to learn.
free write sstttrrreeesssss
Stress, yes we all have it. Do we all have to have it? Whether its a little or a lot I think we all do at some time at some point. wouldn't it be nice not to. I really really wish I did not have so much. worse than my own stress is having to deal with some one else stress. It is absolutely terrible when you yourself are trying to live a stress free life or as close to it as possible no lets not be ridiculous a little less stressful life, then you deal with others stress. Stress, its a killer. It does cause so many other problems and then what comes from all those problems , extra stress!!!!!! Its a viscous circle over and over and over. So , things that cause stress-
3. husband
4. children
5. school
6. animals
7. chores
8. MONEY
9. bills
oh forget it there is just to many things to think about its stressing me out. Don't stress the small stuff, hey that is a book I believe, Maybe I should read it. Breath , count to ten that works sometimes but not on those terrible days. If you think about being happy, positive and that someone is worse off then you are it helps. well, maybe I am starting to be less stressed because I am getting older and realize there is worse things then alittle stress. Now if I could just help others be a little less stressed around me oh no more thinking ya that helps!
- Job
- boss
- co-workers
- cold
- hot
- dirty
- allergies
- pain
- doing others jobs
- hours
- dust
- so-so much more
3. husband
4. children
5. school
6. animals
7. chores
8. MONEY
9. bills
oh forget it there is just to many things to think about its stressing me out. Don't stress the small stuff, hey that is a book I believe, Maybe I should read it. Breath , count to ten that works sometimes but not on those terrible days. If you think about being happy, positive and that someone is worse off then you are it helps. well, maybe I am starting to be less stressed because I am getting older and realize there is worse things then alittle stress. Now if I could just help others be a little less stressed around me oh no more thinking ya that helps!
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
2/25/15
grammar-the set of structural rules governing the composition of clauses, phrases, and words in any given natural language. How about grammar English word and writing rules. Something that seemed so simple in grade school seems quite difficult now. Is this because the brain has gone weak after being away from school and studying for so long. Or is it the lack of time with so much more going on in a day. Or has the brain had so much stored in it and pushed aside that there is no room for the little things. Or does it all just simply need to be relearned put back in with all the other wonderful knowledge.
Here goes lets put some of those grammatical terms back into that stuffed old brain! The basics- adverbs, words that modify verbs. adjectives, words that modify nouns and pronouns. pronouns, words that substitute for nouns. Noun, people, place, things and ideas. Verbs, action word or group of words. Those are the basics, basically the only ones I still remember.
Here are some things in the glossary of grammatical terms that I really don't remember there for definitely need to study. Absolutes, words or phrases that modify whole sentences rather than parts of sentences or individual words. Ellipses, A series of 3 periods indicating that words have been omitted from material being quoted. Transitions, words in sentences that show relationships between sentences and paragraphs.
With just the small amount that I have read in this book I have come to a conclusion. The conclusion is I need to do a lot more reading and studying. Back to the books!
Here goes lets put some of those grammatical terms back into that stuffed old brain! The basics- adverbs, words that modify verbs. adjectives, words that modify nouns and pronouns. pronouns, words that substitute for nouns. Noun, people, place, things and ideas. Verbs, action word or group of words. Those are the basics, basically the only ones I still remember.
Here are some things in the glossary of grammatical terms that I really don't remember there for definitely need to study. Absolutes, words or phrases that modify whole sentences rather than parts of sentences or individual words. Ellipses, A series of 3 periods indicating that words have been omitted from material being quoted. Transitions, words in sentences that show relationships between sentences and paragraphs.
With just the small amount that I have read in this book I have come to a conclusion. The conclusion is I need to do a lot more reading and studying. Back to the books!
be well informed
I have learned lately that if you are not well informed so much can go wrong. Yes, this is not news breaking, earth shattering information. I have and most should know that you need to be well informed. I guess it depends on what is going on in your life on how much this comes into play. I always thought of myself as some one that paid attention to what needed to be known. Then this whole college thing happened and whoa is me there is so much more information that is needed to be known. Even when you think you have the information you need this is when you find out you don't know the half of it.
People that talk to you like you already know what they are telling you like everything is common sense. I think they forget what it is like when you first start or have never been in college. It is an issue even with people at work when they explain how a job works. Yes it is a simple as can be but if you have never seen or held, say a certain tool ever in your life than its not so simple to use this tool.
Go ahead shovel this side walk front to back, piece of cake, if you don't know what a shovel is not so easy.
That brings me to my if I only knew it would be simple, moment. Proctored exam, Sure I asked what it was, already feeling I should know. The test you take in front of someone or watched by, a proctor. I asked where you could do this since I would be in and out of the state. For this I was told I could take it at the school or anywhere that had a proctor or somehow with web cam. So this I thought was it, all the information I needed. Of course I was wrong and have all the hope in the world that I was not to late. So with all of this I already didn't know and questioned I am not sure why I was not informed of exactly how this worked, I know now I should have asked even more questions. Yes, to almost everyone this is probably almost common sense, but to me well I had no idea I had to set up a time and date. this could be do to me being out of school for about 20 years and this being my first on-line class. I saw this mentioned somewhere on blackboard for one of my classes. I thought there were proctors there (at the school) and I could just go up there anytime they were in. Boy was I wrong. So lesson learned and try to be well informed in the future. No, this is not the first or only instance that this lesson has been learned and it won't be the last I am sure. I will strive for all the information all the time, or as much as possible.
People that talk to you like you already know what they are telling you like everything is common sense. I think they forget what it is like when you first start or have never been in college. It is an issue even with people at work when they explain how a job works. Yes it is a simple as can be but if you have never seen or held, say a certain tool ever in your life than its not so simple to use this tool.
Go ahead shovel this side walk front to back, piece of cake, if you don't know what a shovel is not so easy.
That brings me to my if I only knew it would be simple, moment. Proctored exam, Sure I asked what it was, already feeling I should know. The test you take in front of someone or watched by, a proctor. I asked where you could do this since I would be in and out of the state. For this I was told I could take it at the school or anywhere that had a proctor or somehow with web cam. So this I thought was it, all the information I needed. Of course I was wrong and have all the hope in the world that I was not to late. So with all of this I already didn't know and questioned I am not sure why I was not informed of exactly how this worked, I know now I should have asked even more questions. Yes, to almost everyone this is probably almost common sense, but to me well I had no idea I had to set up a time and date. this could be do to me being out of school for about 20 years and this being my first on-line class. I saw this mentioned somewhere on blackboard for one of my classes. I thought there were proctors there (at the school) and I could just go up there anytime they were in. Boy was I wrong. So lesson learned and try to be well informed in the future. No, this is not the first or only instance that this lesson has been learned and it won't be the last I am sure. I will strive for all the information all the time, or as much as possible.
Friday, February 20, 2015
stay looking young
How many of you out there watch wheel of Fortune? I use to watch it all the time and as of lately I have been on a no television just Netflix kick. Tonight I happen to be watching the television for the news and what comes on following the news of course, Wheel of Fortune. first thought I have is oh my gosh Vanna White still looks young and good, how old is she. Google time, Vanna is 58 years old. The even bigger shocker was how old Pat Sajak is, 68.This gets me thinking is it the people or the money that keeps them young. Even more to that is wondering if they just make them look that young with make up and clothing and hair dues or do they spend so much on personal trainers and special diets. Are these things part of their contract, do these things get paid for by their job and is Vanna and Pat on contract where they have to be a certain weight and size?
How the little things can make my mind race. Then I jump from the game shows to the older actors that use to be well hotties. Some from my time and some from beyond. Let see where shall we begin, the Brat pack, Emilio Estevez-52, Rob Lowe-50, Andrew McCarthy-52,Anthony Michael hall-46,Judd nelson-55,Demi Moore-52,Ally Sheedy-52,Molly Ringwald-47. Then of course there is the outsiders two above already mentioned but here is some more, Patrick Swayze sadly passed away, Matt Dillon-51 Ralph Macchio-53, Tom Cruise-52 and so many more. Most of them do not look their age lets not forget John Stamos,50 the unbelievable Johnny Depp,50 and of course Brad Pitt,50. Before I get totally off subject which I think I may have a bit. Do these people stay looking good because they have the money to do so or were they or are they natural beauties? Some even got better with age like Halle Berry, Mark Wahlberg(well that is debatable) and Nicole Kidman. There was so many in there 60's 70's and some in there 80's that are still looking amazing for their age maybe it is all about attitude. What ever it is, it is amazing and a little bit unbelievable,
Thursday, February 19, 2015
petspetspets/upperflat
I am definitely a pet person and have had more then my share, whether chosen, chosen by or given or saved. This time I will talk about the beginning of my adult life and pets , in the first place i lived, yes there has been that many. I think my first animals in my upper flat were fish and I can definitely remember one in particular a Jack Dempsey he was around for a good portion of time he loved to eat other fish he was pretty aggressive. He was a character that is for sure, there are not many fish I would actually consider a pet a pet I would call a family member. Jack he was he would play with you through the glass and play fight with food constantly changed things in his cage if he didn't like it. I did have him for several years until he eventually died from ich. I tried to have a cat even though I was allergic this cat found, at the time us, still a kitten living outside. This kitten was so fuzzy and fluffy, we named him Leo, he looked like a little lion. I lived through the allergies the best I could but then we came to a new fault any time the water bed edge was uncovered he would spray, and once the spray began it didn't stop. This is the first animal I ever had to get rid of, he did get to go somewhere he could go in and outside which he loved but I hated it.
Then there was my a little bit odder choice of animals but good choice for a small upper flat. The first would be my Caiman crocodile he was fun and interesting to learn from. He liked eating goldfish and was supposed to eat mice also but when I got him one instead of eating him he became his friend he even slept on his back it was quite humorous. Then there was Alcatraz I got him when he was a baby about a couple centimeters around and a foot or so long. He earned his name as he loved to escape and found new and wondrous ways to do so. In case you haven't figured it out yet he was a snake a Burmese Python to be exact. I enjoyed his company, hugs and playfulness. He went from eating pinkies to mice then up to rats. I hated feeding him rats because he only ate live and they would tear him up sometimes. He grew to be approximately 10-12 inch width and 6 ft length. Sadly he ended up eating a sick mouse and became bloated and passed away. There were one or two others that I wouldn't even consider pets either because they didn't stay or I didn't have attachment to or we just took care of and then sent on. Like the Rattlesnake my (ex) husband brought home from a work trip that scared the hell out of me every time it rattled, that did not even last a week. The squirrels we nursed back to health that only one survived and we sent it back out to the world. There was also a pigeon that had a broken wing, that was one that I didn't think would work but it actually did and we got it healed and to somewhat fly before letting it go. I swear that guy hung around, we would always see it on the other side of our yard near the tracks. The family member I will never forget that I will end this to begin again as I move to my first house would be Tosha, Boxer/Pit Bull, four in half week old adorable little brindle pup! Oh how we all loved her!
Then there was my a little bit odder choice of animals but good choice for a small upper flat. The first would be my Caiman crocodile he was fun and interesting to learn from. He liked eating goldfish and was supposed to eat mice also but when I got him one instead of eating him he became his friend he even slept on his back it was quite humorous. Then there was Alcatraz I got him when he was a baby about a couple centimeters around and a foot or so long. He earned his name as he loved to escape and found new and wondrous ways to do so. In case you haven't figured it out yet he was a snake a Burmese Python to be exact. I enjoyed his company, hugs and playfulness. He went from eating pinkies to mice then up to rats. I hated feeding him rats because he only ate live and they would tear him up sometimes. He grew to be approximately 10-12 inch width and 6 ft length. Sadly he ended up eating a sick mouse and became bloated and passed away. There were one or two others that I wouldn't even consider pets either because they didn't stay or I didn't have attachment to or we just took care of and then sent on. Like the Rattlesnake my (ex) husband brought home from a work trip that scared the hell out of me every time it rattled, that did not even last a week. The squirrels we nursed back to health that only one survived and we sent it back out to the world. There was also a pigeon that had a broken wing, that was one that I didn't think would work but it actually did and we got it healed and to somewhat fly before letting it go. I swear that guy hung around, we would always see it on the other side of our yard near the tracks. The family member I will never forget that I will end this to begin again as I move to my first house would be Tosha, Boxer/Pit Bull, four in half week old adorable little brindle pup! Oh how we all loved her!
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
2/18/15
Snow, now I know we are all dealing with a lot of this white stuff lately. I remember how much I enjoyed the snow when I was young. Sledding was one of my favorite things to do. We had this hill, next to our ice rink where I lived when I was a child, in Michigan. We used to go there when it snowed a bunch of us kids, especially around the pre-teen age. We would all bring our own sleds, long ones, short ones, circle ones, square ones, old fashion medal ones and even garbage lids if that was all we had. We would hold on to the fence that lined the one side of the hill to make our way up. When at the top and huffing and puffing we would pick which way we wanted to go down, usually aiming between the trees. Then off we would go some singular some with two or three people on one. Spinning as we went down, or jumping little bumps, sometimes going down so fast screaming the whole way actually making it between the trees and all the way to the outside fence where that stopped us. Then of course sometimes smashing into the trees. We definitely had are variety of bumps and bruises, scrapes and cuts but usually minor one or two serious but it wasn't far to the police station it was directly in front of the hill just ahead of a parking lot. By the time we left that place well let s just say are buggers were frozen. Even with our snowsuits, gloves and hats we were still practically frozen. Usually we would warm up in the civic center before either walking hon=me or using the pay phone to call one of our mothers or fathers to get us.
Snow days were wonderful back then. Now snow days to adults mean for some having to find a sitter for the kids or missing out on the only alone time you get. For those without children or grown children things are not pleasant either. Cars breaking down, travel being terrible. It makes you just not want to go anywhere. I think the difference in childhood and being an adult is the fact that as an adult you have to go out and do whatever it is that you have to do. As a child you would normally go out as a choice. I think that is one of the reasons things change so much. I still believe the snow is beautiful and so much fun. Its the cold and the having to go that kills it. Like one of the worst, I just experienced, moving in the snow, in 8 inches of snow and single digit temperatures. Snow, why can't it just be a two week thing and be over?
Snow days were wonderful back then. Now snow days to adults mean for some having to find a sitter for the kids or missing out on the only alone time you get. For those without children or grown children things are not pleasant either. Cars breaking down, travel being terrible. It makes you just not want to go anywhere. I think the difference in childhood and being an adult is the fact that as an adult you have to go out and do whatever it is that you have to do. As a child you would normally go out as a choice. I think that is one of the reasons things change so much. I still believe the snow is beautiful and so much fun. Its the cold and the having to go that kills it. Like one of the worst, I just experienced, moving in the snow, in 8 inches of snow and single digit temperatures. Snow, why can't it just be a two week thing and be over?
Luci-fur
Its time, out from under the blanket and between the large talking ones. Boy I need a stretch, that feels good. Yep the couch is all clear, bottom, top, bottom, top. I am so thirsty, off to the big bowl don't forget to wash my paws. Back to the room, hey ,hey ,hey you up? Maybe if I pull her hair; oh this is fun (swat-smack-tug) She's moving ooh yes food I am hungry, wait don't roll over. Okay maybe if I jump up there; up, down, up, down,updownupwnudn! Ya, ya I am hungry,hurry before the sun comes up. Let those big furry things out so they don't eat my food. Sunday whats Sunday? Wait don't forget to mix that that wet ,stringy, chunky ,good smelly stuff in with the crunchy ones. Mmm that was good. Now let me just scratch and cover this up with with what can I find, oh there is a glove, that will work.
I am out here waiting, hurry open the door hurry make new water I need to wash my hands and get a drink, Thank you, my turn oh that feels so good love this big bowel. Lets see what smells we have this morning any in the kitchen living room.I want some of them eggs, thank you. Time for the box, don't forget to cover it up. I need a curtain.
Now for a nap, a cat nap; do I want the back of the couch or the bed? All rested, wheres that real tall one, oh he's still in the bed. Wake up time ; ooh curtains , shelf jump and land. Wakey wakey ,
I want to play. He is up must climb to the top of him. shoulders what a wonderful view, Time to go to the spot by the window and play with my friend, ouch (swat) (peck) (swat) (bite),nap.
Meow, meow bite, feed me. Swat , please now! Crunchy stuff! Energy ahhh run, jump run, jump; kitchen. living room, bedroom; again again again again! A box, its a cave, peek-a-boo I'll get you. Home work time, time to go to sleep on the papers, love the papers. Cat nap, what you need this, oh can I lay on that warm light up thing, no fine. Hey. yes you, I need to lay on you, to sleep with you don't move. See my eyes huge and round I will. I will get you!Oh lets play fetch, paper ball where's the paper ball, again. Here it is I found it throw it again, again! More food, meow meow bed time come on lets go to bed, bite scratch bedtime. Are you in ,you also in, okay lift the covers, scoot over that is my end of the pillow. NIGHT
I am out here waiting, hurry open the door hurry make new water I need to wash my hands and get a drink, Thank you, my turn oh that feels so good love this big bowel. Lets see what smells we have this morning any in the kitchen living room.I want some of them eggs, thank you. Time for the box, don't forget to cover it up. I need a curtain.
Now for a nap, a cat nap; do I want the back of the couch or the bed? All rested, wheres that real tall one, oh he's still in the bed. Wake up time ; ooh curtains , shelf jump and land. Wakey wakey ,
I want to play. He is up must climb to the top of him. shoulders what a wonderful view, Time to go to the spot by the window and play with my friend, ouch (swat) (peck) (swat) (bite),nap.
Meow, meow bite, feed me. Swat , please now! Crunchy stuff! Energy ahhh run, jump run, jump; kitchen. living room, bedroom; again again again again! A box, its a cave, peek-a-boo I'll get you. Home work time, time to go to sleep on the papers, love the papers. Cat nap, what you need this, oh can I lay on that warm light up thing, no fine. Hey. yes you, I need to lay on you, to sleep with you don't move. See my eyes huge and round I will. I will get you!Oh lets play fetch, paper ball where's the paper ball, again. Here it is I found it throw it again, again! More food, meow meow bed time come on lets go to bed, bite scratch bedtime. Are you in ,you also in, okay lift the covers, scoot over that is my end of the pillow. NIGHT
Monday, February 9, 2015
Happiness
Happiness, the state of being happy. Happy, feeling or showing pleasure or contentment. Do we really need a definition of happy or happiness. Its something we feel, experience and even if its just a moment of happiness in a life of hell it is still happiness and felt.
Do we take our happiness for granted? I believe I have and I am sure that I am not the only one. In the busy lives that most of us live we don't give ourselves the time to appreciate our own happiness. If we run around to get ready in the morning then work like a dog all day. Make it home at some point to hopefully spend a little family time or time doing something we like before or after cleaning up and eating. Then finishing the day getting comfy and cozy and going to bed. The whole day, does anyone ever even notice a moment of happiness? Even if you have them do you notice or appreciate them.
Through life I have noticed the lucky few who are happy. Some seem to fake it and some are genuinely happy. I take my hat off to them. They usually seem to be more at ease. They stop and smell the roses, appreciate what they have and live it up. Maybe its a combination of temperament and attitude , upbringing and things that happen in your life, I really am not entirely sure.
For me it has always been a struggle. Of course I have had my moments, the more I think about it the more " moments"I know I have had. That, made me realize its the unhappy moments that cloud the happy and make us feel as if we have had less. I have been lucky to, as of lately, be able to notice or stop and appreciate my little moments of happiness. I think becoming a grandmother is what is responsible for this, stop and smell the roses attitude. I have always known and seen my happiness when it had anything to do with my children or for my children. They always lit up my life and put a smile on my face. Like in Peter Pan (Hook) they were my happy thought. Then when the grand babies came about, it wasn't just with everything to do with them but I also noticed silly little things in life that made me happy. I realized all I want is to be happy, my children, husband, grand children,friends and family to be happy. It is the most amazing thing to want and now little by little I will have happiness, Everyone should!
Do we take our happiness for granted? I believe I have and I am sure that I am not the only one. In the busy lives that most of us live we don't give ourselves the time to appreciate our own happiness. If we run around to get ready in the morning then work like a dog all day. Make it home at some point to hopefully spend a little family time or time doing something we like before or after cleaning up and eating. Then finishing the day getting comfy and cozy and going to bed. The whole day, does anyone ever even notice a moment of happiness? Even if you have them do you notice or appreciate them.
Through life I have noticed the lucky few who are happy. Some seem to fake it and some are genuinely happy. I take my hat off to them. They usually seem to be more at ease. They stop and smell the roses, appreciate what they have and live it up. Maybe its a combination of temperament and attitude , upbringing and things that happen in your life, I really am not entirely sure.
For me it has always been a struggle. Of course I have had my moments, the more I think about it the more " moments"I know I have had. That, made me realize its the unhappy moments that cloud the happy and make us feel as if we have had less. I have been lucky to, as of lately, be able to notice or stop and appreciate my little moments of happiness. I think becoming a grandmother is what is responsible for this, stop and smell the roses attitude. I have always known and seen my happiness when it had anything to do with my children or for my children. They always lit up my life and put a smile on my face. Like in Peter Pan (Hook) they were my happy thought. Then when the grand babies came about, it wasn't just with everything to do with them but I also noticed silly little things in life that made me happy. I realized all I want is to be happy, my children, husband, grand children,friends and family to be happy. It is the most amazing thing to want and now little by little I will have happiness, Everyone should!
9 February 2015 mistakes
How many people out there are able to say that they have never had a momentary lapse of judgement. I think, not many and maybe the ones that say they haven't are probably mistaken. You know the saying nobody is perfect, I think that definitely holds water. Life is full of mistakes little ones and big ones. Those mistakes are part of life and the lessons learned from those mistakes makes each person the unique individual that they are.
There are plenty of people that think their **** don't stink. Yes, I do think this is the best description. Some believe that everything they do is correct and they make no mistakes. Now I do not want this to be confused with people that have confidence. Confidence is a wonderful quality. Or people that have their life focused and in order that is an amazing place to be and some never get there. NO, its the ones that do what they want their way with no regard to others and make the mistakes but insist they have not.
Then there are people that can't handle the little mistakes that everyone makes in life. It all is a complete tragedy. Everything done wrong puts them in dire straits. If they stub their toe they need to go to the emergency room. Once again lets not confuse this with someone that is just very caring and has a knack for paying attention to detail.
All I am saying is it is part of life to make mistakes. If you don't make them how can you learn from them. Not only that but you also can't have someone always fix what has went wrong or you will never learn to fix them yourselves. Of course parents are there to help write your wrongs when you are little and then teach you how to fix them yourself. Your reactions are different or should be for your different kind of mistakes.Mistakes can be simple or tragic they can be little like a pebble or cause waves and ripples like that pebble being tossed into the water. Anyway they are and any way they happen, they make you who you are!
The people that think they are the greatest and the people that feel they are dirt and everyone in between all make mistakes. No matter what we think of any type of person that is just who they are and what life and living with choices has made them. We can all live and learn from our mistakes and even do so without knowing. We will all smile, cry, be happy and sad because of our choices our mistakes. We just have to remember its a part of life, of what makes us, us.
There are plenty of people that think their **** don't stink. Yes, I do think this is the best description. Some believe that everything they do is correct and they make no mistakes. Now I do not want this to be confused with people that have confidence. Confidence is a wonderful quality. Or people that have their life focused and in order that is an amazing place to be and some never get there. NO, its the ones that do what they want their way with no regard to others and make the mistakes but insist they have not.
Then there are people that can't handle the little mistakes that everyone makes in life. It all is a complete tragedy. Everything done wrong puts them in dire straits. If they stub their toe they need to go to the emergency room. Once again lets not confuse this with someone that is just very caring and has a knack for paying attention to detail.
All I am saying is it is part of life to make mistakes. If you don't make them how can you learn from them. Not only that but you also can't have someone always fix what has went wrong or you will never learn to fix them yourselves. Of course parents are there to help write your wrongs when you are little and then teach you how to fix them yourself. Your reactions are different or should be for your different kind of mistakes.Mistakes can be simple or tragic they can be little like a pebble or cause waves and ripples like that pebble being tossed into the water. Anyway they are and any way they happen, they make you who you are!
The people that think they are the greatest and the people that feel they are dirt and everyone in between all make mistakes. No matter what we think of any type of person that is just who they are and what life and living with choices has made them. We can all live and learn from our mistakes and even do so without knowing. We will all smile, cry, be happy and sad because of our choices our mistakes. We just have to remember its a part of life, of what makes us, us.
Sunday, February 8, 2015
2/8/15
My day is almost over though it seems as if it has been continues for 48 hours. This is what happens when eighteen hours of it a has been spent driving. The day begins normal with a bowl of cereal a shower get dressed get what is needed for the day and off to work I go. The day goes as usual and drags on until it is over. Except now it changes a bit. Home to shower so I can hurry and make sure the car is packed with all that is needed and off we go. A long drive and a bunch of gas and bathroom stops later we have reached our destination. It only took about nine hours.
Carry the boxes and the blankets and pillows. Turning on the heat and hoping it warms in a hurry.Laying them out on the floor and bundling up sealing our selves like human burritos. So cold and uncomfortable but falling asleep anyway since it is well past midnight and if you can call it sleep, it begins although short lived.
The morning begins and so does the unpacking of the few things we were able to bring. The measuring of the floors, walls and windows. Then to get the lay of the land. Familiarize with the new place home and town. Whats left, just some time to meet a neighbor and eat some food.
Then back on the road again, This time it seems as though the miles and hours go on and on. Will it ever end. The same old roads the same old signs and all the same old gas stations of so it seems.
I am back and can not wait to take off these shoes. So ready to go to sleep so ready for this day to be over. Is that possible well no of course it is not. Even though I am back and it again is well past my bed time I am still up. I must do all the things I was unable to do while on the long journey. Soon, oh please soon let this day end!
Carry the boxes and the blankets and pillows. Turning on the heat and hoping it warms in a hurry.Laying them out on the floor and bundling up sealing our selves like human burritos. So cold and uncomfortable but falling asleep anyway since it is well past midnight and if you can call it sleep, it begins although short lived.
The morning begins and so does the unpacking of the few things we were able to bring. The measuring of the floors, walls and windows. Then to get the lay of the land. Familiarize with the new place home and town. Whats left, just some time to meet a neighbor and eat some food.
Then back on the road again, This time it seems as though the miles and hours go on and on. Will it ever end. The same old roads the same old signs and all the same old gas stations of so it seems.
I am back and can not wait to take off these shoes. So ready to go to sleep so ready for this day to be over. Is that possible well no of course it is not. Even though I am back and it again is well past my bed time I am still up. I must do all the things I was unable to do while on the long journey. Soon, oh please soon let this day end!
8 February 2015 animals-pets-family
My animals, my pets, my family. Everyone at some point in their life usually has an animal in their household. Whether it is as a pet when they are child or as an adult, or as a working animal, on a farm to make money or even a fish in a glass won from a carnival/festival. Me I have had many. I will call them pets even though usually I consider them family.
The first pet or pets that I can recall Would be our dog Carmel She was a poodle/ fox terrier mix. She I barely remember, had a puppy, one single puppy and it was a difficult birth. We named him pugs. I was so young I don't remember what happened to her I just know she wasn't there anymore. Pugs, he was and for a long time. Our family was not big on animals but still had our share. I do also remember around that same time we had a cat, muffin, she got pregnant and had I believe 5 kittens that is when we found out I was very allergic to cats and my mom too. So once they were old enough they all had to go.
Through the rest of my life in my parents home we always always had Pugs and a few others along the way. There was a few of those wonderful fish I had mentioned won at the carnival, they don't last long. A pair of guppies my mother let me have in a fish bowel where I soon found out what guppy eggs and baby guppies looked like. Over population of a tiny fish bowl did them in. Then there was My one and only bird growing up, Pritsie. If I remember correctly she was a pretty green parakeet that I named by mixing pretty and Itsy bitsy. My sister had some chics she didn't get permission for so they didn't stay. She also had a white dwarf bunny that had to have her teeth trimmed so odd but beautiful.Then one other dog around when I was about 11. He was a pup when we got him for my father on fathers day. He was so fuzzy and fat when we put him on my dads chest as he lay on the couch reading his paper when he moved he looked like a little bear. That then became his name. I have a not so fond ,at the time memory of him getting out of the yard, when he was grown. I ran to get him and was only able to snag his collar. I tripped and fell to my knees still holding on. He was still in full run and by the time it registered that I was being dragged over gravel on my knees the holes had already been torn in my pants, Then by the time the pain told my hands to let go the gravel was well embedded into my knees and the blood staining the remainder of my at the time popular parachute pants. He I believe ended up running away again and again and one day never made it back. So again we still had Pugs. I loved them all and they were all pets and family. Pugs was family he was still there when I moved out He finally had to be put to sleep I believe he was about 20 years old. I can still remember him sitting on top of his dog house when he was young and sitting at the landing of the basement steps as he grew older like it was yesterday. He was family and is loved and missed. Putting about 16 years together it seems we did have a good variety of pets. compared to what I have had in my adult life it isn't so much but that discussion is for another day.
The first pet or pets that I can recall Would be our dog Carmel She was a poodle/ fox terrier mix. She I barely remember, had a puppy, one single puppy and it was a difficult birth. We named him pugs. I was so young I don't remember what happened to her I just know she wasn't there anymore. Pugs, he was and for a long time. Our family was not big on animals but still had our share. I do also remember around that same time we had a cat, muffin, she got pregnant and had I believe 5 kittens that is when we found out I was very allergic to cats and my mom too. So once they were old enough they all had to go.
Through the rest of my life in my parents home we always always had Pugs and a few others along the way. There was a few of those wonderful fish I had mentioned won at the carnival, they don't last long. A pair of guppies my mother let me have in a fish bowel where I soon found out what guppy eggs and baby guppies looked like. Over population of a tiny fish bowl did them in. Then there was My one and only bird growing up, Pritsie. If I remember correctly she was a pretty green parakeet that I named by mixing pretty and Itsy bitsy. My sister had some chics she didn't get permission for so they didn't stay. She also had a white dwarf bunny that had to have her teeth trimmed so odd but beautiful.Then one other dog around when I was about 11. He was a pup when we got him for my father on fathers day. He was so fuzzy and fat when we put him on my dads chest as he lay on the couch reading his paper when he moved he looked like a little bear. That then became his name. I have a not so fond ,at the time memory of him getting out of the yard, when he was grown. I ran to get him and was only able to snag his collar. I tripped and fell to my knees still holding on. He was still in full run and by the time it registered that I was being dragged over gravel on my knees the holes had already been torn in my pants, Then by the time the pain told my hands to let go the gravel was well embedded into my knees and the blood staining the remainder of my at the time popular parachute pants. He I believe ended up running away again and again and one day never made it back. So again we still had Pugs. I loved them all and they were all pets and family. Pugs was family he was still there when I moved out He finally had to be put to sleep I believe he was about 20 years old. I can still remember him sitting on top of his dog house when he was young and sitting at the landing of the basement steps as he grew older like it was yesterday. He was family and is loved and missed. Putting about 16 years together it seems we did have a good variety of pets. compared to what I have had in my adult life it isn't so much but that discussion is for another day.
Friday, February 6, 2015
06 February 2015
When your eyes grow heavy and feel gritty inside. The lids heavy and dry almost burning and still so much to do.
- home work
- reading
- writing
- thinking
- planning
- fixing
- shaping
- studying
- memorizing
Audience Analysis-4.4
The empowered , confident, open and hopeful audience. Of course behind a computer screen these things seem to be much easier to most. Some may be nervous of the not knowing or the lack of knowledge of the new. Though the openness of conversations on a personal level is much higher. It is easier to be open but more difficult to understand.
It seems many struggle when given an either or selection. Why not, life is not always an either or, it is filled with combinations and compromise. I was expecting love to be the choice over dream career and it was but I did not think so many would choose career. A very goal oriented group.
To see us as a group sitting in a room and reading something of our choosing, has me looking upon many fantasy, fiction and oh the horror books I would see. So though the interest of setting up our own lives and realty is the most important the escape into an exciting and suspenseful even scary fantasy world is something we desire. The sounds of music in the room would have much more variety though I believe a classic soft rock would be liked by most.
The past that many were so eager to change tells me that not everyone is sure of their choices in life. That was not a surprise to me. The things that were mistakes buried in peoples past or known bad choices that many were more then willing to put up for change also not a surprise. The more recent past and little things that didn't seem to be a big deal and wanting to change them did surprise me. I also was happy to see and felt not so alone in my thoughts, when others spoke of, everything happening for a reason and that the past should not be changed.
When it comes down to it if money was no object for whatever reason including winning the lottery. Helping family and ourselves with debt we have ensued would be first on most lists, showing again the love for families and ourselves. Then happy the audience would be some over seas in Ireland, Scotland or elsewhere, a few in colder places with the love of snow, most in Florida or somewhere similar, warm. Sharing a house with the animals that all ( but one) like so much. Sharing stories of times spent with grandparents and parents in childhood. Then of course work tirelessly at the accomplishment of school. This is how I see the audience.
It seems many struggle when given an either or selection. Why not, life is not always an either or, it is filled with combinations and compromise. I was expecting love to be the choice over dream career and it was but I did not think so many would choose career. A very goal oriented group.
To see us as a group sitting in a room and reading something of our choosing, has me looking upon many fantasy, fiction and oh the horror books I would see. So though the interest of setting up our own lives and realty is the most important the escape into an exciting and suspenseful even scary fantasy world is something we desire. The sounds of music in the room would have much more variety though I believe a classic soft rock would be liked by most.
The past that many were so eager to change tells me that not everyone is sure of their choices in life. That was not a surprise to me. The things that were mistakes buried in peoples past or known bad choices that many were more then willing to put up for change also not a surprise. The more recent past and little things that didn't seem to be a big deal and wanting to change them did surprise me. I also was happy to see and felt not so alone in my thoughts, when others spoke of, everything happening for a reason and that the past should not be changed.
When it comes down to it if money was no object for whatever reason including winning the lottery. Helping family and ourselves with debt we have ensued would be first on most lists, showing again the love for families and ourselves. Then happy the audience would be some over seas in Ireland, Scotland or elsewhere, a few in colder places with the love of snow, most in Florida or somewhere similar, warm. Sharing a house with the animals that all ( but one) like so much. Sharing stories of times spent with grandparents and parents in childhood. Then of course work tirelessly at the accomplishment of school. This is how I see the audience.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Everything happens for a reason
You wake up in the morning your head is pounding you need a shower you can't get your eyes to open. You stumble to the bathroom and stub your toe on the corner of the door. Everything from then on takes longer then a normal morning. Your running fifteen minutes behind schedule. You race to get to work, as you drive down the road you see an accident ahead that has just happened. If you didn't stub your toe would you have been in that accident? Hmmm, Everything happens for a reason.
Sunday, February 1, 2015
10 min. free write This I believe
I believe animals have feelings. I really do believe animals have feelings. I have had many pets in my life and it seems they have feelings some more then others. like now I have several two dogs for starters and they both have different attitudes and one is needy of attention and the other not so much but he seems to get his feelings hurt easily. the one that is needy shows he feelings in jealousy and in toher ways. My cat she is funny heer name is luci-fur and she shows her feelings in anger I don't care what the cat guy says she shows her anger. If you ignore her when she wants something like food or to jump on your shoulder or play paper ball( yes my cat thinks shes a dog and plays fetch with paper balls) anyway she will run up bite you and run away then sit there with a dirty look on her face till you do what it is that she originally wanted. this free writing is fun. Oh that was off the subject so not sure about my ferrets they definitely have attitudes and are some crazy characters but they don't show much in the feelings department then ther is humans that don't either. My bird though definitely shows her feelings when your eating and you don't share with her or if she is wanted to dance to music and you only play one song she will go sulk. times up
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10 min. I believe statements
- I believe I am a good person
- I believe I am a good mom
- I believe I am a good friend
- I believe I have a short temper
- I believe anyone can be a good person
- I believe everything happens for a reason
- I believe life can be difficult
- I believe I will finish school
- I believe people deserve a second chance
- I believe nothing is more beautiful than a babies smile
- I believe people can be cruel
- I believe animals have feelings
- I believe life is full of challenges
- I believe you should always try your hardest
- I believe in hard work
- I believe everyone should be able to choose their own life
- I believe everyone is created equal
- I believe in bad luck
- I believe what comes around goes around
- I believe you can be truly happy
- I believe in love
- I believe I am tired
- I believe in innocence
- I believe a smile can make you feel better
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