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!
Sunday, February 8, 2015
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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