Category: dogs

While I tried to encourage my AI picture generator to give me a half eaten chocolate bunny, all that I received was pictures of either a plain uneaten bunny, or this actual bunny with some chewed on chocolates. So far, AI has not reflected a great amount of intelligence, as it cannot seem to understand 3rd grade English!

Anyways, I’d wanted to give some lighthearted post Easter silliness, but now I just want to find some chocolate to put in my coffee. I hope everyone had a lovely weekend, as it was absolutely beautiful in my neck of the woods.

I took wonderful walks along the river, as well as, through my local park… both Saturday and Sunday. There were loads of people out and about, picnicking and searching for paper bunnies with their children. Some organization or other, had placed hidden bunnies all over the park, to be found and photographed… though I’m not sure what the outcome or reward was. It was rather adorable to watch the little ones squeal with delight each time a bunny was discovered.

In the past, I remember the many egg hunts and holiday celebrations spent with my small ones, but I’m well beyond those years now, so I take pleasure in watching the young families that are just starting their journeys of memory making.

This year I did something different than I’ve done before, spending my weekend in solitude, as far as other human beings are concerned. I simply chose to spend this Easter in prayer and study. It was fantastic! Instead of just reading a portion of the story within one of the gospels, I read all 4 gospels. Well, not the whole of all the books, rather, I read from the time of Judas betrayal through to the end of each book. This ended up being so fulfilling, I will say that I’ve not felt this much connection to Jesus love, in all my Easters past! If you’ve never tried doing this style of scripture reading, I would highly recommend it! Reading through all four perspectives of the same event, was very edifying.

I’m feeling so blessed and loved this morning, I found that I had no other messages worthy of blah blah blah ing about… Jesus is enough!

The weather is still gorgeous out, therefore, I shall leave you with a gentle smile, to once again head for the river. I can hear the gurgling and babbling of the river calling to me now, as it carries on its way toward the sea. Too bad they haven’t invented special hats that fold out Vitamin D collecting panels, allowing us to soak up as much goodness as we can while the sun’s out! Though I could probably walk naked, without anyone taking notice, I’m not willing to risk the fallout if I’m mistaken. Trust me, you don’t want that all over the evening news!

Let’s all rock this week!

Hugs

God’s promises fulfilled!

God’s faithfulness displayed!

The tomb lay empty…

for the stone was rolled away!

Jesus gave his life for us!

Death had no hold on Him!

He has overcome the world!

All Praise, Honor, and Glory belong to the King of Kings!

May God richly bless each and everyone of you, as well as your families! Have a beautiful day! Hugs

This will either make you feel nostalgic or it will answer a lot of questions about why we turned out the way we did… You’re Welcome!

So, this morning I arrived at the barn early, hoping to get some writing done. When I opened the barn door, I was confronted with an entire loft, full of babes with paintbrushes and buckets of differing colored paint! I braced myself for the incoming bucket-sized paint bombs to land on me, but to my surprise, all the babes had a completely different plan in mind.

Apparently, they’d been waiting for me to arrive, in order to retrieve the eggs from the hen house. Boomer already tried to go in and take said eggs, but the chickens weren’t having any of it! They pecked the back of his head relentlessly, until he fled from their enclosure. He’s no worse for wear, as dragons have pretty tough skin, and I know with certainty, that Boomer has a hard head!

Quite honestly, I didn’t know the babes even wanted to decorate eggs for Easter, as I’ve been out of the egg painting business since my girls were small. I know that I’m always reading the bible to the barn babes, and yes, I did read the story of Easter to them only a few days ago; but I was momentarily confused, on how they knew about painting and hiding eggs.

That is, until I walked back into my office, to find that I’d left the door unlocked last night. They’d all been in here watching television all night on my laptop. With the holiday fast approaching, there are commercials about colored eggs and chocolate bunnies running nonstop!

After a lengthy session of explaining how chocolate is very bad for animals, we settled on a plan to color a large number of eggs, that would then be given back to the angry chickens. Once the eggs have been returned, I’ve agreed to hand out the honey coated granola clusters, that are always kept locked up in my office safe.

If you’re asking yourselves why I keep food locked up in a safe, just think about it for a moment. Nuts, honey, and oats vs. squirrels, dragons and mice… not to mention Lily, who is capable of calling in her ant relatives in a hot minute. I bet you thought it was easy to care for a barn filled with woodland babes. You’ve no idea!

Anyways, I’ve come inside to retrieve the granola, along with a basket for collecting the eggs, and I paused long enough to drop you this note. I’m off to gently persuade the ladies in the hen house to let us borrow their eggs for a bit. I wonder if when we paint the eggs, the colors will make the chicks arrive in a rainbow? I’ll get back to you later on this theory. I always use non toxic food-based dye, so it should be safe.

I do think it would be really funny, to see the mamma chickens faces, when their chicks come out looking like little Piñatas!

How does one begin talking about how they feel, when they really don’t want to have to talk about how they feel?

I shall begin by disclosing, in honesty, about how much getting older can suck! The last two weeks have been rather excruciating, as springtime weather patterns have been wreaking havoc on my back and joints. It’s made me grumpy, as well as, unable to sleep comfortably… at all!

I find it amazing, that a tiny thing such as chronic pain, can radically change a myriad of things. For starters, I don’t handle my life of isolation nearly as well as I normally can. Both Fibro and IBS start bellyaching about themselves, leaving me out of the conversation completely! I’m just left to clean up after their fits of anger and frustration. They are both pissed off at me, for being incapable of controlling the pain. Boo Hoo! They’re such big babies sometimes. If I could, I would kick them both out of my internal house! Unfortunately, we all just gotta get along and make nice with each other.

The biggest problem I face, while living in solitude, is over-thinking every aspect of my life and circumstances. I have endless hours each day, in which to analyze whether or not I’m doing this right, or that right. I can be my own worst enemy, overly criticizing myself in everything that I do, say, and yes, write! I get very irritated with how quickly I can lose faith in myself, just because I don’t feel well, or am feeling lonely. For crying out loud, I am the daughter of the Creator of the Universe! Why on earth should I feel lonely?

I think that’s the answer right there! We are created, not only in the image of God, but also designed like him, desiring love and fellowship. It is completely natural to need others. But, what do we do when there isn’t any OTHERS available? When I say others, I want to make it clear that I’m not talking about you all! I’m talking about my others! When I’m struggling with pain or illnesses, basically anything that makes me feel weak or unable to be self-sufficient, lack of being a part of a family unit hits me like a Mac truck! Add to that, I’m midway through editing my own memoirs, which requires me to go back through all the stories and letters of my past. While I know it needs doing, it still makes me feel overly emotional about most everything.

So much has been lost to me, mostly through my own mistakes. The biggest fear that hits me pretty hard, is that my girls will never read the book I’m writing, once it’s finished. Oh, I’m still going to publish it, of that I feel confident. But will they ever overcome their hurt and anger? I live about 20 minutes away from all three of my girls, but my door has not seen them in front of it for years. My oldest disowned me, my middle child pretends that she’s just busy, and I’m not even welcome in my youngest daughters home. My mother has passed, my brother has passed, my sister wants nothing to do with me, and my foster family betrayed my trust. The church turned their back on me, after my divorce, as well as, nearly every friend I thought was mine. My phone lays quiet, my doorway empty! I physically see no more than two people I know, on a regular basis… that’s it! I cannot drive yet, as I’ve not been able to renew my drivers license since my eye surgeries. We haven’t had a flushing toilet since November, nor hot water, but thankfully there’s a bathroom in the RV Park. For each of these issues, there is at least 3 or 4 more that I’ve not the time or energy to share about.

When I’m feeling well, I could care less about these things… but when I’m in pain, all bets are off and I get hit from all sides. Why am I telling you all of this? Because, sometimes I think it’s better to call myself out on a thing, so as to let the air out of its inflated self!

Everyone has troubles or hardships at times, that’s life! In honesty, I feel better when I write my feelings out to you, whether you know it or not! You all get to see me at my best… and at my worst! I know it’s my choice to share so openly and publicly, but come on… you’re all I got, aside from God, and He’s the one that told me to share with you. For what it’s worth, you really do make me feel loads better, from even the smallest like or smiley emoji you send. You make me feel seen, like maybe I’m not invisible! Thank You!

I’ll feel better soon, as the weather will adjust, and then you won’t have to read so many grumpy posts. May God richly bless each and every one of you, for the words of love and encouragement, as well as prayers given on my behalf! Again, Thank you!

Hugs from the grumpy girl!