Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Still behind, still catching up

#5 A place you would live but have never visited:
Tuscany looks nice, with the exception of all those Italians, LOL. Oh they're probably nice and all that, but I'm not a people person. In reality, any place in the country with a nice view, a good solid home, an outbuilding for my animals and a pond would be dreamy. I often envision my last days living in the valley near my Aunt and Uncle's house up north. It's isolated, and remote.



Stash up some supplies for the winter, chop up a forest full of wood and I'd be happy as a clam by myself for the rest of my days til I die. Reality is, Dave's going to go before me due to him being older than me. It's not a comfortable thought, but it is reality. I don't think I'd marry again. As much as men claim to like Old Fashioned women, they like Old Fashioned HOT women and I'm not hot. I'm not even lukewarm. I've got skills, but I'm not hot.




onto #6  Someone who fascinates me, and why.

Hm. Interesting one. I don't think of one person right now, but I often find out interesting histories on television stars and personalities that make me respect them more. Often times its when you hear about heroism in the military service. When I hear the story, I often will go and make sure it's true. Some are, and some aren't.
Hedy Lamarr, Pretty Face and Inventor of Torpedo Guidance Systems

One on one, I like to talk to people. Sometimes you find out some interesting stories when you're in line waiting at the checkout, or while working on something. Today it was a lady who was relating a recipe for perfect pie crust that uses vodka in it at the apple orchard. People fascinate me when they lose what I would consider their facade and become 'real.'



Oh and I'm going to try this recipe for apple butter in the crock pot:  http://allrecipes.com/recipe/139341/slow-cooker-apple-butter/

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Writing challenge 4

This one is 10 interesting things about myself.
1. I'm left handed. When I was little and learning to write, I used to write backwards and from right to left. Apparently Leonardo Da Vinci used to do that and it's called mirror writing.
2. I can speak French, a bit of Spanish and can read sign language.
3. I've never seen line 98℅ of the hottest TV shows going because I just cannot care about reality TV.
4. The only health problems I have is Asthma and crunchy knees.
5. I've got 2 Associate's degrees. Working on my 3rd.
6. I quit smoking in 2008. It was cold turkey.
7. That was the same year I converted to Catholicism. Before then, I was Congregationalist with an upbringing as a Methodist.
8. Of my entire immediate family, I am the only one who would regularly attend church. Even as a child, some Assemblies of God church ran a bus that would pick up kids on Sunday and I would go while everyone else slept.
9. I have a better than average memory. I can remember stuff that I see only once.
10. I've never skipped a rock properly, never did a cartwheel, never climbed that stupid rope in grade school

Writing challenge a belated 3

So today is my first kiss and first love..

I honestly don't remember my first kiss. I remember a guy I liked a lot when I was in my early 20's. He was nice, had a good smile and I enjoyed talking with him at work.  One Christmas party, we made out quite a bit and became the talk of the factory for a while. That was the downfall of any relationship we may have wanted.

He fell for some chick that was more high maintenance, more pretty, more popular. Problem was that she liked another guy. It's like the all-American youth story ever written. We stayed friends and I hooked up with my son's father... Who promptly left me pregnant, and penniless.

The of part about this is when I dream of that job, I am always there trying to find him. In the dream I look down the rows of machines and never find him. After 20 years, I would hope those dreams go away.

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Day 2 - Earliest Memory

My earliest memory is a simple one: I was about 3 and I heard my Grandma Jeanne's voice downstairs. I was so excited to see my Granma that I climbed out of my crib and went down the stairs to see her. What I do remember is the sound of her voice and climbing out of the crib, that is all. But I remember the emotion of being so happy to hear Grandma that I did something I knew was wrong.

The second memory I have is not a good one. I've had asthma all my life. At the same age, I had an asthma attack that landed me in the Emergency Room of our local hospital. Back then, it was called the Sisters of Mercy Hospital and it was run by Catholic Nuns. This would be back in the early 70's.

I remember a big opening and a lady dressed in a nuns outfit at the opening in this area.


 I remember the floors: Brown and white checkered, with those threads in them.  Yep, definitely looked like this, with a bit more brown in it:

I remember a gurney, with white bedding on it. I remember a really painful injection in my thigh. And that's all I remember.

Interesting on how both memories were based around extreme emotions. One happy, one stressful. As a matter of memories, I don't usually remember day to day stuff of when I was a kid. I claim that I've repressed them, but not really. It was mundane stuff.


Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Boom! Challenge Myself

OK, no one ever challenges me to any of those things like the 'ice bucket challenge' or so..mainly because I won't do them, then I'll spend 10 minutes telling them why their effing challenge is useless against whatever charity they're pimping $$ for. So this time, I'll challenge myself:
And my thing will be to do it in around 5 minutes. So Five Problems with Social Media (FB) in particular:

1. Everyone thinks they're right about everything under the sun and about 98% of the people are actually wrong....about everything. And the other stuff? It is an OPINION!!! Not everyone shares and agrees with your opinion. And when you point out their fallacy/inaccuracy/downright lie or the fact that what they have given is an opinion that not everyone shares and agrees with....you get labeled 'evil' 'stupid''bitch' and then they unfriend you..yeah, whatever. Grow the F UP!

2. LOOK AT ME!!  LOOK AT ME!! LOOK AT ME!! LOOK AT ME!! LOOK AT ME!! LOOK AT ME!!--- Seriously, I've got FB friends that CONSTANTLY post selfies. Ugh. Talk about Narcissism!

3. Younger people actually believe that their online persona IS their real life persona. Case in Point: I had one woman whose child was murdered by her boyfriend, and she stood by and allowed it to happen. She'd post all the time how she LOVED her dead daughter. Yeah, if you LOVED your daughter, you'd have kept her from being killed.  Telling everyone you LOVE someone online does not equal showing them love IRL. 

4. You're stuck with a group of like-minded friends who post and reshare the same stuff that you've seen 343,453 times before....because............refer to #1.  You cannot hold onto friends who don't think/act/bow to your every thought/word/deed because they think you're eeeeevil and cannot be associated with. 

5. People who think that IRL you're friends so you should friend on FB. UM. No. Negative Ghostrider, my pattern is set...no more flybys. Mostly because of #1 up there. Hell, half my family isn't friended on FB because they are incapable of accepting that there is another opinion to stuff that is not theirs. To be blunt, EVERYONE thinks they are right about everything AND NO ONE can stand being told they are wrong about anything.  

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Jake Owen - What We Ain't Got



What We Ain't Got

By Jake Owen
We all want what we ain't got,
Our favorite doors are always locked.
On a higher hill with a taller top,
We all want what we ain't got.
We ain't happy where we are,
There's greener grass in the neighbors yard.
A bigger house and a faster car,
We ain't happy where we are.
All I want is what I had,
I'll trade it all just to get her back.
She's moving on, but I guess I'm not
We all want what we ain't got
We all wish it didn't hurt,
When you try your best and it doesn't work.
And goodbye's such a painful word,
We all wish it didn't hurt.
All I want is what I had,
I'd trade it all just to get her back.
She's moving on, but I guess I'm not.
We all want what we ain't got.
All I want is what I had,
I'd trade it all just to get her back.
She's moving on, but I guess I'm not.
We all want what we ain't got.
I wanted the world until my whole world stopped,
You know a love like that ain't easily forgot.
I guess we all want what we ain't got.
Yeah, we all want what we ain't got.

--When I think of this song, I don't think about lost loves, but lost people, and beloved pets. I'd be happy to see my Vicky Girl again, to hear her purr. I'd be happy to see Harry honking out there with the rest of the flock and hanging with his sister. I'd love to see my Grandma again.  
But that don't happen.  Money? Stuff? fuck that.