I don’t have a favorite… but I love strawberry or lemon. Perhaps the flavor in the little pink animal cookies comes close to ticking both boxes… I dunno!
I don’t actually have a favorite real life animal, in case you wondered whether or not I fully understood the daily prompt question. I understood it, but there’s just too many choices within the animal kingdom… I don’t wish to pick just one!
Here, have a cookie…
I know they’re not frosted, but their still pretty good.
I’m not really happy with the pictures I used to update Journey With Me’s website for the new year, so I’m sort of on a quest to find a fun theme for this spring. What to do, what to do?
I could go full nautical, with short stories, ditties, and fun seafaring food recipes… stuff like that.
Or, I could head for the hills with a camping, hiking, woodsy theme…
I don’t think I’m up for foodie stuff on a large scale, and I doubt you are either. We’ll just keep to the cookies,
with an occasional review from Gabriel, who considers himself a pretty good judge of flavors…
What I am seriously considering is a fun mystery kind of theme. Some of you may remember when I did several episodes last year called Tuesday Tattler, which read somewhat like a journalist writing a column in a paper…
If I do a mystery theme, I think it would be really fun to take this miniature version of my persona and take her around the world on some hilarious assignments…
If you haven’t noticed yet, I deplore boredom… can’t stand wasting my brain!
And… if I don’t like reading the same old same old, I suspect that you don’t either…
As a writer, it’s important that I keep your reading experience fun and engaging, among other things. Your thoughts are important to me, so let me know what you want to see more of this year…
And I’ll get right to it!
As Castle says, “It’s what I do!”
We finally got to sleep in, with mom’s back hurting and keeping us up and all. She actually slept all night long… and barely even moved! I, being the older puppy (even if it was only by 12 minutes), felt some concern at first. I insisted that Bailey lick the inside of mom’s ear just to see if she would move. She did, but only to swat at her ear, nearly missing Bailey’s backside as she did so…
No worries… my sister slid down onto the pillow safely. But, you have to admit that it would be pretty funny if mom’s hand made contact with Bailey’s bootie at just the right time, flinging her onto dad’s head. On second thought, maybe not…
It’s really nice here, and we might both get kicked out of the bed… guilty by association, dad would say.
Anyways, as I, Gabriel, seem to be the only one concerned about sending you your Monday message (well, the only one awake), have taken the time to make breakfast for everybody.
Help yourselves and enjoy the goodies. I think I’m gonna snuggle back down with mom and sis for a bit…
Have a wonderful Monday!
I know that today’s prompt asked about my favorite road trip, but in December of 2023 there was a similar prompt that asked for my most memorable place visited… you say toematoe, I say towmotto! Either way, it’s a fruitegible… just sayin.
Enjoy…
My most fond memory of a place visited would have to be Kamloops, British Columbia.
When my oldest daughter was about eleven, I wanted to do something special with her… just the two of us. I packed her up and drove straight through from Seattle to Kamloops for a massive Native American Gathering… a Powwow! I had wanted to attend one for much of my life and finally had an opportunity for a Mom Daughter Road Trip, so I took it!
I woke my girl up during the night, packed her snoring little body into the passenger side of our Toyota Camry and headed for Canada. We drove straight through Banff National Forest, which was amazing, by the way. Once we got to Kamloops and dumped all our stuff in the hotel, we headed for all the noise!
We attended two days of amazing displays of incredible Regalia, outstanding music and intense dance performances… f.y.i. taking pictures willy nilly is considered quite rude. If you wish to take a picture of someone, it is sort of expected to give a gift in return. I learned this early on and left my camera in my purse.
We toured the local museums, got lost driving around in the countryside and ate whatever we wanted. I will never forget that trip. I honestly can’t remember what I bought my daughter, but she picked out a necklace for me that I have kept to this day! It is a bronze cast of a wolf’s face. Though the necklace bindings all gave out, I have continued to reset the cast all these years later.
While some may think I remember the Powwow as my favorite place to visit… in truth, it’s the time spent with my oldest that holds my memories fast! She and I haven’t spoken in some time. Many years have passed since we were that close. No matter how angry she is, no matter how unforgiving she tries to be… I know we will always have Kamloops, and that is enough memory to get me to the gates…
This was my answer from two years ago, I think, but it still makes me laugh! I’ve not made any changes to it, so you’ll have to forgive that. Enjoy…
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While I’ve not fallen, I still can’t get up!
Well, that’s not entirely true… I am able to shuffle about the room, although it’s geriatrically slow… 🐌. What I can’t do is to sit in any form of upright position. Not without a good deal of pain, that is.
No, it’s not the end of the world… I just absolutely hate being off my feet! For a runner, born and bred for a fast exit when called for, being unable to escape or resolve incapacitating pain, causes high levels of anxiety and panic.
Yes, I have a fairly high tolerance for pain, but that is toward constant chronic pain… not this nasty, stabby, knock the air out of you stuff! Right now, I just feel like a big, whiny baby 👶
OK, whining is over, which is a good thing cause I can’t feel my fingers anymore….. hugs, my friends 🧡
Sorry everyone, but as much as I wanted to write for you today, I am literally flat on my back… and have been since yesterday morning!
All I know is that I had a coughing spell and must have moved wrong because I’ve done something! Oh well, I suppose that it’s power for the course, as they say.
I’m sure I’ll be fine in a day or so, but my hands are starting to fall asleep from writing up in the air. If that happens, I’m likely going to drop this tablet on my face, so I’m going to end things here.
Hopefully, things will improve soon, and we’ll be back to sailing… hugs
Have a cookie…
Eustace absolutely loves his baby album that I put together for the big guy!
I think everyone enjoys being seen, noticed and/or appreciated, don’t you? The easiest example of this is kids, whenever you pull out their baby album… suddenly, you have a captive audience! Why do you think that is?
I guess we all just need to feel important to someone else, just for being who we are… even when life’s circumstances bury us beneath them, often distorting our appearance.
Even if the classroom is all messed up and the students are fakey cartoons… I still love the camel’s eyes, don’t you?
I think Eustace, like myself, became frustrated with always being at the back of the class,
left behind, forgotten.
What I love about the camel is his resilience, his choice to become better than what others thought his value was, and is!
For most of his live, Eustace had to exist and survive in places far beyond his young mind’s ability to understand. There were no other children or family to love him, for who and what he was.
He could have chosen to be hateful, and unkind to anyone who came near him… I fully understand that. I am so glad he chose to rise above it, and I think you probably are too!
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