Lemme Think…

Daily writing prompt
Describe a family member.

What a question to consider, so early on in the morning…

Seriously, I’m only halfway through my second cup of coffee. Normally, my prompt answers are accompanied by no less than a three cup caffeine buzz!

Not so, this morning!

The question jarred me from my blissfulness, as I realized that I was faced with a painful prompt question that I’d refused to answer when it came up last year, this time.

How does she know the question wasn’t answered last year, you ask yourselves? Because, the first thing I tried to do, in order to avoid this prompt, was to copy last years answer. When I found it, the only response given was that I didn’t want to share anything. Great! Now what?

In the response I’d given back then, aside from refusing to answer the question, I made mention about needing to heal more, before trying to tackle a personal and very painful question. While I can see from my reaction to the prompt this morning that I’m still not ready to reply to this particular question… I recognize that I AM healing, though maybe not as fast as I’d hoped.

The adage, time heals all wounds, is rather ambiguous about the actual length of TIME involved in the process of healing. Every soul is different, every hurt processed from a different angle, and at varying speeds.

In some regards, I am far stronger and happier than I was just a year ago… but the pain is still there, and the reality of the loss is still felt within the depths of my soul.

With that being said, as I mentioned a moment ago, I AM healing! The fact that I’m able to hold myself to this keyboard and write a response to the prompt, bears the truth of my journey, thus far.

As of yet, I’m still not ready to write a heartfelt answer for this prompt. But, what I have been able to do is share a song from Lady and The Tramp,

See, I can do this!

Here, have a cookie…

Good Morning…

You’re welcome to pull up a chair if you wish to stay awhile…

I’ve left some things, just there, on the table…

Are you starting to feel all warm and fuzzy inside, yet?

No?

How about now?

Just in case it hasn’t fully soaked in yet…

Oh yeah! Now this is just lovely, isn’t it?!

Carry on…

Saturday Reflections…

Sometimes it’s well worth the peek, if we reflect on some of the notes we wrote back in the day…

I took a look back at some of last years Note’s and this one still seems to make a great deal of sense.

With so much angst and agitation afloat on literally every media platform known to mankind currently, I’m choosing to hold myself to a higher set of personal and spiritual standards than is being displayed out there by many who should know better!

If you choose to click the link above, may it bless you with the reminder of whose example we should be following… myself included!

Just in case you walk away rubbing your backside, remember it is meant in love… and take a cookie, it’ll help.

Just Breath…

Daily writing prompt
What is your favorite form of physical exercise?

When I say Just Breath, it goes far beyond the act of just inhaling and exhaling! To truly let go of this world’s angst, and all the gnashing of teeth that wears at our peace… and Just Breath!

Be at peace with the knowledge that things of this world, can be observed, but shall not permeate one’s spirit while resting beneath the shadow of the Almighty!

To purposefully practice the form of physically exercising my lungs… choosing to breath out all the burdens of this world, and breath in the pure and sustaining peace that passeth all understanding…

His Peace… I take in the very breath of my Creator, My God!

I love purposely allowing God to be the very air that I breath…

Here is your cookie…

Barnyard Business…

I know that we were all hoping for a letter from Squagon today, but the Pinion King didn’t give us the OK on passing notes back and forth, til late last night.

So, guess what all the babe’s are doing, right now? You guessed correctly, if you said that they were probably all busily writing letters…

The young messenger sent from Pinion Valley was quite respectful and friendly, confiding that he was becoming great friends with the young prince. Apparently, Squagon is also hard at work, putting together his own letter…

Brutus has been given clearance to pick up and drop off all the letters each Friday, beginning tonight… and only under the deepest cover of darkness. I fully understand the king’s reasonings for this rule, as we’ve no desire to spread mass panic among the inhabitants of Pinion Valley, with an enormous dragon floating over their heads…

I can’t chat for too long, as I hear Boomer calling for help with his letters. I really need to be on deck for these first messages, ensuring I see bright and happy faces among the babes once they’ve completed their notes… they’ve been missing their friend, so.

Oh, before I go, I’ve made some good progress with my study of our Twilight Dreamers… and Beatrice introduced me to her three daughters.

For now, all that I can tell you is that while they might appear to look somewhat like their mother, they are each quite individual and unique in their own ways…

It’s been a bit difficult to learn much about Ishah, as of yet, due to the fact that I fall asleep almost as soon as I sit down near her… she just makes me feel so peaceful that I loose track of any thoughts, and my mind drifts off… like floating down a lazy river.

Now, Awshah is the polar opposite of her older sister, being so incredibly bubbly and joyful! She hardly holds still, and I’ve yet to slow her down enough to understand what she is saying, or singing… because that’s mostly what she loves to do.

Oh my goodness! Oodah might be tiny, but she is the softest and snuggliest little flying bean! We all keep taking turns holding her, and she never seems to tire of the constant hugs. She leaves you feeling like you’ve just been wrapped in a warm blanket on a cold morning… and then handed the most delicious cup of warm cocoa you’ve ever had! Personally, I think I would trade my favorite comforter for an Oodah, if I could.

Anyway, that’s as far as I’ve gotten so far… well, as much as I’ve time to share with everyone. Besides, I’ve spent longer than I’d planned, as it is… and now Tilly is beginning to call for me, along with Boomer. What I wouldn’t trade for a patience blanket! There’s still more dreamers left to meet, so there’s still hope…

Ta Ta, for now…

Thursday Thoughts…

The leaves are all falling

and Winter is a calling

Sweaters we’re now wearing

and there’s cocoa for sharing…

Also, sleepy and weepy

due to the air pressure shift

Requiring more power naps

and triple latte’s for a lift…

So as the winds change,

And the trees all fall asleep

Take care of yourselves

and don’t chew gum off the street!

Ok, don’t blame me for that last line… my coffee got cold, and I didn’t realize it until after taking a drink. I only paused from writing this for a second, I swear it!

Sometimes, I feel more like a dog than a person… Squirrel!!!

Oh well, that’s how poetry is for me, at times. I catch a thread of something and start writing it down, only to find that I’ve lost my train of thought somewhere in the middle. Yeesh! How do you guys and gals all do it? Day after day, you bring it with such creativeness and fervor… well, my hat’s off to you! I think that I shall leave the poetry to the poets and stick to what I do best, which is really just writing whatever the storms bring on the winds…

Wednesday Words…

Eustace wants to give out free rides to anyone needing a lift…

He’s outside if anyone needs a Hump Day “Pick Me Up”…

See what I did with the words, there?

If I have to explain it, people say it won’t be funny…

soooooo….

Tuesday Tinkering…

As I like to keep the pictures of our Barnyard Babes always fresh, once again, I grabbed my handy dandy picture taker (compliments of the AI generator).

It was a bit of a struggle at first, as the babe’s haven’t been in the best of moods, lately.

Fortunately, I think the activity lifted their spirits some, so there’s that!

I’m glad to say that we got it done, the babe’s and I, and now all we need to do is sort through the lot, picking out our favorite shots!

While I’ve left the final decision to Miss Tilly and Brutus, it won’t do any harm if I share my photo’s with you folks… just for fun. Who knows how long it will take for the lot of them to decide on things, and I don’t feel like making everyone wait.

I realize that you might have noticed some changes in the babe’s appearances, since the last set of pictures were taken. Try to keep in mind, sometimes sorrow changes how one appears to others… at times, hurt can seem invisible to most, often going unnoticed! Well… I noticed! That would be why I thought to make mention of it today, so that you wouldn’t be overly concerned about the obvious sorrow that clings to the edges of the photos.

No matter what I tried, Tilly never did smile for the camera… so, I finally quit fussing over the poor thing. I can assure you that Brutus is watching over her, carefully! The tiny mouse has held a special place in the dragon’s heart, ever since she came to be with us in the barn.

Since we’ve all been watching these tiny one’s for so long, I’m fairly certain everybody will see how small both Dinky and Boomer have become. Dinky is normally small, but she’s been so blue since Squagon left that her brother won’t leave her side. In a panic, Boomer shrank himself down to her size… and now he refuses to return to his normal size, until after his sister’s color improves! I’ve been letting them both sleep in my office, on top of the slippers that I keep under my desk. Oddly, it has been helping them sleep a little bit better.

While Lilly seems to be taking things in stride, I’ve noticed that she spends a lot more time alone, writing page after page in her little personal Journal that I bought for her, earlier this summer. She smiled for my camera, but you can tell that her heart wasn’t really in it! Still, she participated in things and by the end of the day, was a little more chatty with the rest of us.

In honesty, I’m not sure that Awzee Clawzee has any clue of what’s been going on! No matter what I ever do or say to the little guy, the only response I get out of him is “Whoooo?” Oh well, what he doesn’t understand should hopefully not hurt him, though I will still keep an eye on the little fluffbucket… just in case.

Sorry I took so long with all my photo disclaimers, but I just thought you’d want to know how the babe’s were feeling, what with the absence of our nutty little flyer, of late.

F.Y.I., we might be getting our first mail exchange this weekend, if the Pinion King approves of our correspondence with Squagon. I will be sure to let you know if we get mail.

Ta Ta for now…

If I Recall…

Daily writing prompt
What major historical events do you remember?

The first thing that came to my mind, trying to remember any Hysterical Events, was when Fabio got hit in the face by a passing bird, while riding a roller coaster in Vegas! That was funny, though I shouldn’t be laughing at another’s expense.

Ummmmm… what else?

ooooh oooooh! I got one, even though it never made the headlines.

When my husband and I first started RVing, we had to learn everything about that lifestyle, right fast and in a hurry! One of the first hurdles was gassing her up… the RV, that is.

I’d parked next to the fuel isle, and began observing my husband park our new home on wheels, in preparation for filling the gas tank. What happened next, was one of the most hilarious things I’ve ever seen!

I watched my husband step out of the RV and walk toward the fuel pump, only to then watch the RV begin to roll backwards, slowly following him along. He looked up at the RV as it passed him, before realizing it was outpacing him. Turning and running toward the door of the RV, it nearly ran him over as he stumbled frantically inside, just barely reaching the brake peddle before the RV hit the fuel station!

While, in that moment, I hadn’t been laughing, as I was in shock! However, once my brain caught up with my stomach, and realization dawned that the crisis had been averted… I nearly wet my pants laughing, as my husband’s white/red/green colored face reappeared from the RV’s swinging doorway. He took one look at my face through the car window, as I laughed myself silly… and then began to laugh, as well. We laugh about it, to this day!

I know that I’ve written a plethora of stories for everyone, regarding other knee slapping events, deep in the heart of my journey. If you are seriously looking for more hysterical events, my archives are there for your pleasure.

If you were at all wondering, yes, I’m well aware that the prompt asked about Historical Events, not Hysterical ones… I simply can’t come up with anything that wasn’t rather unpleasant to recall. With that in mind, I opted to go with my own goofy twist on things.

Here, have a cookie…

They’re hysterical!

It Exploded!!!

Daily writing prompt
What’s the biggest risk you’d like to take — but haven’t been able to?

Yup! If you guessed that I would risk using a Teleporter Machine, you’d be correct! I would love to be able to push a button and simply materialize wherever I wanted… if it weren’t for the fear of appearing at the other end, only to have been turned inside out or something!

I know, right?! What a gross image to be left with, as you head off to work this morning!

Here, have a cookie…

It’ll help take your mind off it!