Has the Future been written already ????

Fact or Fiction????

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I hope she shows her appreciation by getting me an oil change

My day started like any other. Using an ax to chop down trees while waiting for a tow truck to come jump my battery. Multi-tasking country-style I think it is called?  My baby is ten years old this year. I hope she is not going to start having issues.

The tow truck driver was not who I expected, but he did his job just as well. Jumpin’ the car did not work. My car would not start until he locked then unlocked my car doors. I always liked people who thought outside the box.

While he was here I got some great and much longed for shots of the beagle.

i am so happy i stayed awake for this

I never have my camera ready when he sticks his nose through the beagle proof gate. This time was different. He was so busy barkin’ at the truck that he had his nose through that gate for 20 minutes, I’d guess.

Driver’s orders for my Baby were simple: let in run for twenty minutes, take it for a ride, and if it doesn’t start again, play with your lock / unlock button.

What, take time to leisurely drive along back country roads on a beautiful day like today? With an open sunroof. Sometimes life can be so cruel. I took my little ride and ended up at the cemetery by the brook. As I drove through I noticed my Dad’s flag was ready to be replaced. I should do more here this year.

I drove by a grave where one simple thing caught my eye.

finding gratitude in a cemetery

Blowing with the wind was a balloon that said Mom.  Any normal person and that would have brought on the water works. Me? I became filled with gratitude. Not just regular gratitude, “wicked powerful fill me up gratitude”. Not only am I grateful I still have my Mom, I am grateful to have the best of all Moms.

My car is feeling better so I get back on track and drive to the neighboring town to pick up a prescription. As I drive to the store I am stopped briefly by a police officer. He is directing traffic at a cemetery. Funny. I didn’t think they used that one anymore.

Any who, I forgot my list so I decided to just get the necessities. Cookies and my script. It was a quick trip, but very good exercise. For my mind, body, soul, and car.

The way home was quite eventful.

And, the blue lights are behind me. “Hello Officer. Mighty fine day today.”

“That it is. Do you know why I stopped you?”

“No sir. I do not.”

“Is that an axe on the seat next to you?”DSC00316

“Why yes sir, it is.”

“May I ask why you have an ax on the front seat?’

“Well, Sir. I was in the yard with it when I got interrupted. I wasn’t done using it, so I didn’t want to put it away. I didn’t want it stolen, so I put it in the car.”

“No, I guess you can’t have it stolen. Thank you for your time. You may go.”

“Um, sir. May I ask? Why did you stop me?”

“I shouldn’t be telling you this, but as you drove by the funeral earlier, my dashboard computer was sent an alert. Big brother used your phone to warn us that you had an ax shaped item that could be used as a weapon in your car. Security at the store you were going to was alerted. You were watched by cameras, people, and satellite while you were there. After you picked up your prescription and cookies, we just waited here for you to drive by.”

“Why are you telling me all this?”

“Because it is going to happen to me too.”

Okay, Like…. am I serious????

So, like, this whole post started because of The Intricate Flash Photo.DSC00273

I just checked on my Llama poop soup today.

I have been stirring it every day.

Yesterday I dug in.

Today I took my plastic, less than a pound, Folgers coffee container, and got me some Llama tea.

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Do I not look Happy????

My house plants were prepared to love it

Hubby says he couldn’t smell Llama poop when he got home, but what does he know, he works with Llamas every day ?

Thank goodness I sleep with a CPAP machine.  The mask and air hid the Llama poop soup stink I knew was emanating from my house plants.

Okay, So today arrives.  After sweeping the house and Cindy Loppering the driveway (I can explain that if you really want to know). I got to the Llama poo.DSC00274

The first 2 lilacs asked for little poop soup or mud as it now closely resembles.  The 2nd two wanted lots.  So each original plant and some sprouts got 2 coffee containers full of Llama Bean Tea (Llama poop Soup).

I did not care anymore about cleanliness.  I dug right in and fed my Lilacs.

TWICE !!!!

I need to add that there are 4 Lilac bushes, and that many people do laugh when I am being totally serious.

Your laughter makes me laugh.  and on and on and on….

i smell it out here too

i smell it out here too

I almost forgot for all you Beagle lovers out there.  I swear 10 minutes after I fed my house plants some Llama Bean Tea, my beagle woke up from a sound sleep. He took a few sniffs of the air and moved himself to the loveseat.

May 7th O.T.T.

I am going to stick with Obsessive Thought Thursday for a bit.  and not allow it to morph into How My Mind Works Wednesday at this time.

The start of tonight’s dinner conversation.  Well I didn’t really bring it up. I just thought about bringing it up.  I thought “the kitchen light switches were not in the right positions.”

To him, the light switch closest to you is the one you flick. Up or down. It does not matter. To me, well I have rules.  Up is on, down is off.  Very simple rules yet they means so much.  Pre medication, finding the light switch in the up position would have caused anxiety and an increase in compulsive behavior. Today, I noticed it was wrong, felt a twinge and thought about it for a while.  I did not obsess.

Now that I think about it, the chances of me finding the light switches in the wrong position probably would not have happened pre medication.  If it did happen, it would be a very rare occurrence.  The OCD crap would not have allowed me to let the rules be broken in such a manner.

Seeing as though it is an hour later and I am still occasionally thinking about the light switches, tells me that this particular obsession is not one I am willing to challenge at this time. It will go on the list. There are plenty of others I can work on. The number of words in this post for one.

Hope you chuckle too !

Intricate

Intricate: what does it mean to you?

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First Day of Mixin’

DSC00228DSC00230Although the “experts” call it Llama Manure Tea.  or Llama Bean Tea,

I prefer to say Llama Poop Soup.

Some say 3 – 4 days, some say that manyDSC00225 weeks.

All I know is my house plants and lilacs will be in Heaven soon!!!!

Day 20 – I treasure Awareness, and Family, and dogs, and the ability to pee by myself, etc.

I might or might not know what happened.confused-on-the-computer

I may have accidently hit publish when I 1st started writing this story way back when. That may explain why it says it was published on January 20th, when I published today. It became my First post???? Not my last of writing 101.

With a lot of work I was able to get it to fit with the last assignment.  All I know is that I finished it today. and published it today.

life as seen by me

Day Twenty: The Things We Treasure Today’s Prompt: Tell us the story of your most-prized possession. Today’s twist: We extolled the virtues of brevity back on day five, but now, let’s jump to the other side of the spectrum and turn to longform writing. Let’s celebrate the drawn-out, slowly cooked, wide-shot narrative. Good luck to all who read the whole thing and I promise never to write this much again!!!! 4189 words

It all started innocently enough.  I first noticed I couldn’t feel my fingers. As things progressed and I told my story over and over again I realized it actually started weeks before.

I couldn’t feel the cigarette smoke go into my lungs.  I remember telling Jax, “I can’t suck. I suck at sucking.”  I was also eating a lot of Tootsie rolls.  Every time I generated some Tootsie roll flavored saliva I would cough, sputter, choke almost.  I blamed these…

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