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we never would have known

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partners in everything

it took a few days for me to figure out what to do with this partners challenge. I absolutely love the word ‘partner’.  I use it in place of husband a lot. Just something I have to do????????????????  he is my partner/spouse/husband/cook/bestfriend.  then I thought Jax and I make darn good partners.  He is half deaf, I am half blind.  It just works.  But I needed better than one of us. Plus a photo of us would end up being a selfie and I am not ready for that.  Snoop E may post selfiesI may not.

then it came to me.  I had 2 very cool partners in my life for over 14 years.  They were the Beagle Brothers.  and boy were they ever great partners.  their partnership started early.  they were from the same litter. September 28th 1999. I only remember this as it just happens to be my Babca’s birthday as well, but she was born in 1907.

So, enter our beagle partners/kids/brothers/troubletimes2/Boys

 

 

 

 

curves curves and more curves

I was on my way here to share an experience with you.  I then realized it was Friday.  The new weekly Photo Challenge comes out on Friday. Who does not love a Friday?   I shall continue with my experience, go check today’s challenge, and finish this later.  2 days later I came up with this…………….

HERE GOES

I went to pick up our large pizza with bacon & extra cheese.
I was greeted by the owner of the shop. I had met him once before.
He gave me my pizza and said “$11.95”.
“whoa”, i replied. “that is not nearly enough”
“Enough for you. You nice lady. You no pay extra.”I stashed my 2 $20’s
and gave him everything else I had (around $15). As he started to make change, I gestured toward his employees and said, “give it to them.” it all went in the tip jar.

So, CURVE it shall be

Life is so Full of Curves.  The owner of the Pizza joint threw me a CURVE by remembering I went out of my way to Thank him…………….Once…………….6 months ago.

I shall now throw a few curves at you. they appear to be Every where.  All around me.  all you have to do is Look!  Do you see them too?

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99 followers on the wall….

You are following this blog, along with 99 other amazing people.

Cool 1 more human and I hit a true 100.  Who’daThunkIt ?  I was happy with my husband and friends reading this.

Much has changed since I started this blog in February 2015.  It says my first post was in January, but that is a lie. That was my last post for writing 101. It is kind of long, but that was part of the assignment. For some reason it got posted for January instead of May. It didn’t take me too long to find it as I am a proud graduate of Blogging 101 and have learned so much about blogs.

The winter was horrible.  I will write about how horrible it was soon.  I spent much of the winter expecting my very old beagle to cross.  Once spring truly arrived, he stopped acting like such an old man.  He still sleeps a lot, but is walking better and his cough has subsided.  I even caught him playing with a tennis ball.

It’s been roughly 4 months since I really started writing.  I had not planned on writing this much when I started.  I also have been writing about things I did not expect to be writing about.  I blame blogging 101 and writing 101 for this.  I highly recommend both these classes and look forward to my next one.  I am totally serious when I say I learned a lot about blogging and writing.  I’ve met some incredible people and been exposed to some fabulous writing as well.

On the home front, things have not changed too much.  I do have a new TV and camera.  Speaking of cameras, I am slowly trying out Photo Challenges.  Its rare that I don’t have something to say. If it does happen, I have these challenges to keep my blog busy and fun. It also opens up a whole new bunch of folk to meet.  Plus I love taking pictures.

One major change I should make note of.  I am better at trusting my gut when making tough decisions.  The only way I have gotten better at this is by practice.  Lots and lots of practice.  I am learning to listen to me.

So here’s to 99 WordPress followers !!!!  Thank you for hitting that button.

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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Show and Don’t Tell

Wrong-Way-Sign-K-7426I entered the park the wrong way. The Wrong Way sign was spun around backwards. With my luck, the cops are watching. Cops, I chuckle. It is not prime commuter traffic time so, they are probably at the station, drinking coffee, or giving a lecture at the one school in town.

There was one car in the lot when I got here. I don’t see the driver. Probably a walker. Where to plant myself? I need to sit. Benches in the playground???? Nah, Don’t need to be around kids right now. Not that there are many this time of day. Yup, there is the missing driver. I was correct, she is a walker. Tough to see her being so far from me. The next thing I observe is the breeze as I suck it into my congested lungs. Fresh cool wind. Best breathing I have done in a month.

Up ahead, there are benches around the gazebo that would put me in the sun. The sun is way too bright to use the laptop. I did bring a paper and pen just in case, but that just isn’t fun. So, top floor of the gazebo is the goal. I must be cautious as I climb dry, cracked stairs to get there. Of course they creak with each step I take. I do not need to fall through.

Ah, sitting. laptop out. turned on. and loading. Meanwhile I whip out paper and pen and start scribbling.

Wind is brisker than expected. I chose a Teddy Bruschi shirt today. bruschisignedYou know the expensive game jersey one with the tiny holes in it. Air is blowing right through it to what waits beneath. The flags are old and torn. Yet you would not pay attention from far away. They not only make a flapping noise, you can hear the ropes sing as they clang against the poles. One of them anyway. Their own distinct brand of music

Wow it is chilly. Definitely should not have worn the holey shirt. Of course you also chose the heavy Red Sox sweat shirt that doesn’t zip up. I am sure there are plaques commemorating someone or something on this gazeebo. I don’t care. I want to write and get out of here. Look!!! The benches down below have names. Louis and Jim. They must have done something for this town at some point. I’ll have to look them up.

Damn it’s cold!!! What happened to spring? I am so not prepared for this.

The No Dogs Allowed sign announced the park entrance. Walking area at Mount Jefferson. DogParkrulesI guess the dog walking this way didn’t read the sign. Or like me, he does not know where Mount Jefferson is. He is a medium size, jet black dog. The sun gleams on his coat. I say he because I see he is peeing like a boy. Everywhere. As boys will do.

As I settle down in my spot, another car arrives . My Heartburn appears to be returning. Probably shouldn’t be drinking more coffee. You know how you get when you drink too much coffee. Maybe it will be different this time. Wicked funny, hilarious, life of the party you are!

I think I may be convinced that I need a smart phone. Husband has been mentioning it for months. Trying to play with this computer in the gazeebo is back breaking work. And yes, my ass and thighs are cold. The laptop has a cushion. I do not. One car left while I was writing. I did not see the walker pass by again. Even on a main road it is quiet and peaceful. Not as silent as home with the flag music playing.  Peaceful none the less. The other car that pulled in looks like grandparents and a kid. After playing for a bit, the male walked by me twice. He walked by, turned around, then walked back. Remember it isn’t paranoia if it’s real.

Back to the dog. He is exploring at will. I hope he picks up after himself. I wonder if this town has animal control. If they did it would be to control the beavers not the dogs. My neighbors’ last name is Keith. They named their basset/beagle mix Toby. Took me awhile to notice that one. I am cold. This computer is funky and now I am getting paranoid. I could use a cigarette. It is probably illegal to smoke in all this clean, refreshing wind. Despite the frigid spring air, I am enjoying myself. I haven’t been outside this long in a bit. That walk from the town clerk to the post office yesterday was tough, but good preparation for today. Little walking will be done this morning. Today I type and write with pen on scrap paper. Ha ha, another truck went in the Do Not Enter way. Hope they fix that sign before soccer and baseball starts. Maybe sooner with the skate park and generous swing sets they have here. I should have chosen a spot in the sun. The damn dog looks a lot warmer than I am. The end.

Damn another car pulled in. This time a woman with a baby carriage. Probably another walker. Nice day to walk, not so nice to sit on a cold gazeebo floor. I wonder if this doubles as a bandstand. Kind of small for one of those. It does get a Christmas tree in winter though.

The woman with the baby never even looked at me. Yes, I looked at her just to see if she would look. She was either very distracted by her new baby or was uncomfortable finding you, the stranger. Yes, you do tend to look strange at times. Although I must say in my defense, when I do get dressed, I do so with a goal in mind. That goal is comfort.  Today I wore big black jeans, with a belt this time. Black biker type boots, the Red Sox and Patriots gear previously described, my favorite Outback hat and the hippy glasses. Who would be comfortable encountering me in a deserted park? Maybe I do look strange? She should have at least done the head bob thing with me.

I drove out of the park noticing the other way in also had a Wrong Way sign. How the heck do you get in this park? I also noticed the sky. I was distracted by all the sights, senses, and sounds of the park. I never looked way up high. The sky is blue blue, not just blue.  Not a single cloud can be found. I bet its warmer back home. More trees, less wind. Well in 2 minutes I will be there so it is time to stop complaining.

I never even got the chance to talk about the rock in my pocket. Another day, another story.