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Am I really Sunshiny material?

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Thank you so much for the nomination, Ian M Dudley (please don’t judge me, as I can’t get the link to work for your site). Will this nullify me being picked? It’s completely understandable, as there are so many chain letter rules to abide by.

Setting aside Ian’s response to the nomination, which by the way was hilarious, I don’t wish to be flippant nor disrespectful for the vote in my favor. By the way, Ian, how ever did you come up with all your questions for us nominees to answer?

The questions are extensive, so I set aside my normal Live Novel Friday episode, just so that I might make an honest effort at some good ole answers. Plus, I still have to make some nominations of my own, as well as, creating my own set of questions for my victims… I mean, nominees. While I hold no aspirations of becoming the next ACTUAL Sunshine Blogger, I will make the effort to display my sense of honor and appreciation for such a sweet award. Again, thank you Ian.

My Nomination Questionnaire…

  1. If you had to convince me to save your life over the life of a member of my family, what would you say? I make better cookies?
  2. What is your fondest childhood memory? Eating watermelon in the rain, while watching the firefighters practice routines on the old water tower beside our apartments.
  3. Of all your innumerable childhood traumas, which haunts you the most? Spending nights wandering on the streets alone, or having to sleep in cold alleyways.
  4. Is there a specific sight or smell that brings you an immediate sense of calm? Cotton Candy.
  5. If I had to fight you, what weakness could I best exploit with the least amount of effort? Ask me a why question, and then just sit back and watch me commandeer the whole conversation. I can forget anyone else is even in the room when I get on a chatty bender. You could then easily defeat me.
  6. What person or event has had the most impact on who you are today? The birth, life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ.
  7. Have you seen the movie Marathon Man? How many teeth do you think you could have drilled before you cracked? Sorry, I haven’t seen that movie. However, I am squeamish when it comes to teeth and pain, so I would have been defeated before even beginning the drilling process.
  8. Is there one moment in your life where you failed to do the right thing and as a result, it changed you so you would never fail like that again? Yes. My first marriage failed, and I caused irrevocable damage to my children. It fully altered the entirety of my journey, thus far. Many scars, broken bridges being mended over a great span of years, and the dance of forgiveness that followed.
  9. How often do you find yourself rooting for the antagonist in a book or movie? Not the anti-hero, but the straight-up bad guy. And remember, this is for posterity, so be honest. I think the only bad guy I ever rooted for was Gary Oldman in Bram Stokes Dracula
  10. If you could only be remembered for one thing in this world, what would you want it to be? Why? The love of Jesus should be all that I leave behind.
  11. Do you really want an eleventh question? And remember, this is also for posterity so be honest. Unless you think it will hurt my feelings. No more questions please. I still have to come up with my own and you might steal one of them.

BONUS QUESTION: What exactly is the prize if I win this Sunshine Blogger award? Is there a cash equivalent I can claim instead if it turns out to be really lame?

For as hard as you’ve worked on all these questions, Ian, you definitely should receive some form of monetary compensation, I’m certain of it!

Ok, now for my own nominee selection, who do I wish to give a two hour assignment? Will they egg my virtual book store, here on WordPress Street? What if I promise to make the questions very brief, and then offer a treat at the end? Well, if I’m not to be shunned from all the important literary events in the future, I must make all efforts in fulfilling my nominee obligations. Hey, I’m an overthinking overachiever, though not quite as exuberant as Ian’s been. Here on WordPress Street, one must give a little to get a little, you know?!

Ah Hemmm… my nominees are as follows,

  • CreativeWays
  • BustingMyAsphalt
  • Lou Carreras
  • Rebuilding Rob
  • Writing From the Heart with Brian
  • M.A.D. Works
  • hMiller2014
  • Tamara Miller
  • MemoirsofMadness
  • Middle-aged Maverick

The following questions are more like yes/no than full answers, unless you find yourself desiring to fully explain…

Dear Nominees,

Do you like me… yes or no
Will you be a forever friend… yes or no
Do you desire being seen and heard… yes or no
Do you like cookies (this one’s very important) … yes or no
Do you pray… yes or no
Can you carry the world on your shoulders alone… yes or no
Is there a difference between being alone and being lonely… yes or no
Is it hard to admit when you’re wrong… yes or no
If love is a priceless gift, is it worth giving it away… yes or no
If there was such a thing as WordPress Street, would you move there… yes or no

May these treats sufficiently cover all the efforts made here today…

Gifts for the soul…

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Two hands exchanging a small daisy flower outdoors
Daily writing prompt
Describe a positive thing a family member has done for you.
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There is positivity floating all around, if one takes the time to look for it!

While I may not have a large and/or extended family, when it comes to genetics, I’ve actually a huge family tree.

You see, I was adopted into an enormous family. Not only do I have my own husband and children, but I am also one of many sisters and brothers. Fortunately, I am a part of the family of God, so at any given moment, I’m being prayed for and/or being gifted something directly from my heavenly Father.

Sometimes God works through my husband, while at other times He may choose to act through one of my children, or a brother or sister in Christ. Still yet, there are those times when God chooses to act through a complete stranger; someone completely unaware that they are being used to complete a task for God.

At times, the positive things done by a family member may seem rather small and insignificant. Take for example, my husband will often surprise me by picking up a special food item that’s gluten-free, dairy-free, and safe. It may not seem like a big deal, til you factor in how I don’t like to leave the apartment until needs force me to venture out. My husband often does things to make my life easier.

Now, there are things that are much bigger positive’s than others. Like when my daughter makes it a point to face-time me each week, so that I can have special MeeMaw chat’s with my grandbaby. These video chats are the highlight of my week.

there’s a positive thing that I get from you, each and every day, when we interact with one another. We read others writings, share some of our own, and leave comments back and forth together. For me, that is considered positive family connection… as I consider everyone here on WordPress to be my family, in a manner of speaking.

Let’s consider these cookies as my positive offering …

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A bit of this, and a bit of that…

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Daily writing prompt
What do you wish you could do more every day?
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I suppose that writing might be my first go-to answer for this prompt, but there is such a thing as, too much of a good thing spoils the whole dessert.

Certainly, more time with Maisie, my new granddaughter, would be top of my list. Two things about that. One, she’ll be here three to four days a week come May, when my daughter goes back to work. And, two… I’m getting old and my poor back can only take so much. Thankfully, Papa is here to share the load. We tag-team boppin her about. He is so in love with her, it’s adorable to watch. We are so blessed!

I could always spend more time in scripture, which I do whenever I find quiet moments… that’s just a given.

Most assuredly, I wish I could eat more every day, but that is in the works, so patience is a virtue.

Hiking on the low mountain trails, here in the beautiful Northwest. Now that’s a worthy dream. There are endless rivers, streams, trails, parks, lakes, and every manner of outdoor activities and sports events.

Exploring more museums and historical sites throughout Washington, and Alaska. There are so many differing places to explore right here in our own backyard. No need to take a bus, a boat, a train, or even a plane. A car will do just fine.

I will admit that these days, if I’m to go exploring anywhere, there better be a hotel with a hot tub at the end of the hike… just sayin!

Hey, now that’s what I think I’ll settle on for my final answer… a spa treatment day, oh yeah! To be pampered, fussed, and fawned over would be simply divine.

However, at the end of each day, I am content with who I am, the things we have, and the life we’ve built together, my husband and I. If you feel led to do a thing, do it. If you are drawn to speak a thing of goodness and truth, speak it. If you want to be successful and you see a chance, take it. If you want a good and beautiful life, make it!

Cookie?

I’m always willing to bake more virtual cookies for anyone asking…

Thursday Thoughts…

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My thoughts are somewhat muddled this morning. This afternoon is my first appointment with my new doctor, and I’m a bit nervous.

How many times have I gotten right to the very doorway of a solution to this health situation, only to have the door painfully slammed in my face? Too many, if I am to be fully honest, here.

Putting all that past disappointment behind us, it’s important that I go to this visit with hope, with grace, and with all the praying one can muster! This girl really wants to eat, you guys! Oatmeal is fine here and there, but every single day? For a year?

Without going into painful details, my body is definitely showing signs of malnutrition. This can’t go on for much longer, without some form of intervention.

So, here I sit, drinking my tea, and writing… well, trying to write!

I apologize if my writings always seem to be about me, in some round-a-bout way. When the only thing one do each day is to write, stare at the walls, and sing to themself… I guess that’s what happens. I don’t mean to do it, but unless I talk about my feelings, I’m afraid this is all just a bad dream, and I’ll simply disappear into nothing if I become too still, or quiet.

Am I the only one who ever feels this way?

It’s strange how I can be at peace in all the other areas of my life, but when illness overruns all the good stuff, it muddles my brain, if that makes any sense.

I’ve high hopes in this new physician, as she’s so far, fully restored certain medications that the insurance was fighting, completed my disability paperwork in record time, and enrolled me in several community services, including shuttle transportation to all my visits, and such. She instigated all of this, not me! She actually spent time looking through my records, I think.

Now, I am a faithful woman of God, here, and yet my nerves always get the better of me when it comes to my health. Oh ye, of little faith, right? I suppose the greater faith always grows from the hard things in life, not the easy ones.

Fortunately, my muddled brain, or my nervous spirit, really, have God always in my corner… always on my side, if you will. I have followed this path of His for far too many years of my life to stop now. I know that God takes me as I am… nervous nelly, and all!

If you’re at all wondering, my spirit is in a wonderful place, just now. I’m just muddled that’s all. I write so as to think it out, if you will.

My nerves may be telling me I’m prepping for mid-term finals or something, but in actuality, I’m sort of afraid to feel hopeful, to feel like this time there may be some light at the end of this tummy trouble tunnel!

Either way, I’m going!

(2024) Dead Air…

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Daily writing prompt
What was the best compliment you’ve received?
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Honesty is always the best policy, and I’d like to be as forthright in my answer as possible. I cannot actually come up with any compliments, from off the top of my head. I’ve not lived a life that taught me how to recognize this thing we call a compliment. I have not lived a life that offered anyone who cared, an opportunity to offer great words of affirmation toward much, if any, of my behavior or character… it’s actually been quite the opposite!

Oh, I’m sure that I’ve been offered positive comments here and there, but none have ever felt either sincere or useful enough to carry me to any great height… I’m just being completely honest!

Nothing my parents ever said, came with a behavior that backed up the words draining out of their mouths!

I had a great many men drip words of insincerity in my direction, with nothing more than selfish or nefarious purposes in their minds!

There was no one to push me into an academic or career direction, with words that might lead me to believe I was smart, in any form!

My entire life has been a fight. Pushing against adversity from every single direction I looked! I was discouraged from having children, but I did it anyway! I raised three daughters, served in the church til I bled, homeschooled my girls while simultaneously working side jobs housekeeping, and getting a college degree… while also cooking, cleaning, paying bills, and serving in a miserable marriage for 16 years. When I divorced, the only reverberating words offered by friends, family AND church was… “well, you left!”

For anyone who may have offered a compliment to my person, I thank you for your kindness. I apologize if I’ve not shown any gratitude for said compliments, but I stopped expecting or even looking for them when I was eleven!

I don’t wish for you to think me bitter, as I’ve moved away from that place of loneliness and sorrow. In honesty, I’ve only one compliment that would be worth anything and everything, but alas, I’m not home yet!

With whatever time I have left on this earth, I shall strive to live a life worthy of God’s approval, to the best of my ability . My heart yearns to hear the only words that will matter… Well Done My Good and Faithful Servant! Just sayin…

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Inquiring minds want to know…

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What on earth happened yesterday? One moment I was typing out my prompt answer, and the next, we were moving out of our apartment!

For anyone not aware of our recent FunVee activities, some moron decided it would be fun to set a fire in the 4th floor garbage room, thereby, setting off that section of the buildings water suppression units. It flooded all the way to the basement parking lot!

We’ve had to wait nearly three weeks for them to get to our unit for repairs, and had been under the understanding that they would work around us. That wasn’t happening, as there were about 10 of them + us … which equaled out that we would be spending at least several days, corralled in our tiny bedroom with all our belongings. They needed to basically gut the whole left side of the apartment and the bathroom, as well. Mold has become a concern, so plans changed.

In the space of 4 hours, 6 darling young maintenance workers helped us completely move from the 2nd floor to the 5th! It’s the Penthouse baby!

Well, maybe not THE penthouse, but it’s actually a bit more spacious than our previous unit. Though we’ve just a little one bedroom there’s now room for my office to sit beside my husbands. The nice thing about this is because now I have room to turn my closet into a baby nook for Maisie when she starts coming over. I get to babysit when my daughter goes back to work, and I’m so stoked!

It’s perfect for her crib, and there’s room for a bookshelf and toy bin, once the pictures all get put back on the walls. Baby steps! Hahahahah, I just realized what I did, there.

Why must I take baby steps, you may be asking? Well, you try moving in only 4 hours! Me and my island of misfit internal organs had a field day, yesterday. Fibro started banging on her drums, thereby, sending IBS running off the reservation, and finally that left Arthuritis (yes I purposely misspelled that), to simply wipe out my back for the next several days. Folks it hurts to type, lol! My fingers keep falling asleep.

Personally, I think the move was worth it for the rewards…

Wouldn’t you agree?

(for my daughter’s privacy, I’ll often be implementing our SugarPlum, as my granddaughter’s stand-in.)

Confidence is as confidence does…

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Daily writing prompt
Who is the most confident person you know?
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I’m going with Forest Gump on this one!

Just look at all the valuable lessons he’s taught, thus far. Why the title of today’s prompt response, in and of itself, was great wisdom.

Look how fast they roll off the tongue…

A confident person is like a box of chocolates… you never know what you’re gonna get!

I might not be confident, Jenny, but I know what love is.

… from that point on, whenever I was going anywhere, I was confident!

… and I met the confident president… aaaagiiinnn!

Me and confidence, we go together like peas and carrots!

See what I mean? What a guy! Oh, wait! I just realized that the person has to be someone I know, and I never actually met the man.

This is hard because I only know about a half dozen people, up close enough to gage their confidence level.

I’m going with my husband, as the man keeps movin whether it rains or shines. No has never stopped him, but only rerouted his path! Yes, I know I’m being partial. But, as this prompt fully intends us to answer with partiality, I’ve full license to proceed!

My husband! My best friend! My partner in crime! My lover! The other half of myself!

Wait! If all that is to be true, then what did I just say? Don’t think I walked you into me being the confident one, because that would be entirely self-gratifying and I’m in no way calling myself the most confident person in the room.

Doggone it! I went and did it again. I AM the only one in the room!

Well, whatever you choose to believe, here, I simply meant that my husband is truly the most confident person I know. We’re in this car together… til the wheels fall off!

Cookies for your time?

(2024) The List Goes on and on and on and on…

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Daily writing prompt
What movies or TV series have you watched more than 5 times?
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I’ll be honest in saying that movies are more my thing, as far as binge watching anything over and over again. First of all I abhor commercials, so tv episodes usually only consist of about 18 minutes of show and 12 minutes of sales pitches on everything from toilet paper to cars! Secondly, I am not usually captivated enough by a television show, to watch it more than once… let alone more than 5 times.

That being said, I will confess that I’ve watched the Castle series more times than I wish to admit, but we purchased the series on DVD to alleviate all the bothersome commercials.

Now binge watching my favorite movies, on the other hand, is one of my guilty pleasures, as I am an avid insomniac with hours of nocturnal boredom. The list I’m about to give you, are my late night favorites, and the number of re-watches shall not be disclosed… but the number 5 is Childs play for this owl!

My ultimate go to, in the wee hours, is The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings… all of em!

Next up would be the Harry Potter series, but my most watched of that series has to be The Prisoner of Azkaban with Gary Oldman… great actor!

Then we have the entire series of Jurassic Park movies… the original will probably always be my favorite one, primarily due to them keeping it pretty close to the actual book.

Then there’s Tomb Raider… and Stargate… and of course, The entire line up of Pirates of the Caribbean, with Johnnie Depp. I absolutely love the entire cast of characters in each and every movie of this series.

If I were to list for you, every movie that I’ve watched too many times, we would be here til the cows come home, as they say. I will say this… we have a terabyte drive that holds over 600 movies and most of my favorites are on that drive, so there’s that…

Here, have a movie snack…

Thursday Thoughts…

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Thought #1 – Maybe my grandbabies will come over in the next few weeks, so we can make homemade waffles with fresh strawberries and real whipping cream.

Thought #2 – I wonder if being ticklish is hereditary? There was never any opportunity to ask my mom if she was ticklish. I know that I am terribly ticklish, especially on my feet. Maisie is also ticklish on her feet. I know it’s only me, but I want to think that maybe I passed that to my girls, and now my daughter has passed it to my grandbaby. I just wonder about it, that’s all.

Thought #3 – Can a person get an ear infection by listening to dirty music?

Thought #4 – I’m so glad somebody invented toothpaste! At least we don’t have to use body wash or good ole Irish spring. Ughhht… I just almost threw up in my mouth, gross!

Thought #5 – What if fresh air always smelled like watermelon, on a rainy day?

Thought #6 – What ever happened to the people that Jesus encountered during his time on earth? Where did they go? How did their lives change? What did they ever make of their lives, once changed by the Son of God?

Thought #7 – How fast would the world tilt off its own axis, after all manner of phones vanished overnight? Would we simply go back to writing letters and employing the Pony Express?

Thought #8 – What is the price of a smile… or the cost of physical touch?

Thought #9 – A human soul isn’t born filled with hatred, being that it’s a learned behavior. On the contrary, it’s rather interesting that each of us are born with an innate sense of love, without ever having to be taught.

Thought #9 – Why is it then so very hard to give love sometimes, but hatred enters the room by such a minute effort.

Thought #10 – It’s kind of funny how minute has two differing definitions. We all know that a minute is 60 seconds, and yet if we change the way we pronounce it, the definition is completely different. According to Mr. McGoogle, minute (pronounced my-NOOT) means very small, tiny, or insignificant, while the time measurement (MIN-it) comes from the same Latin root but refers to a “small part” of an hour, and can also mean detailed or precise.

See? We can learn something new every day! I knew that old adage would ring true, at least in this particular instance it does. Just sayin!

Friday’s almost here, folks, so that aught to give us all some things to have thoughts about, right?!

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Tuesday Tinkering…

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Well, I think last weeks tinkering session was a total success!

Not that I’ll be winning any academy awards, or anything. I just mean that I challenged myself to do a thing (creating a new character on Tuesday, and then writing a story about it by Friday), and it worked out.

So, it got me to thinking (I know, dangerous pastime)… what if I sought to write a whole series of children’s character books, only employing my tinkering sessions and a two day rest before kicking out a little story, song, or poem to accompany the images. I don’t see why I couldn’t, what with todays insta book mentality flooding across the web.

While I get my jabs in at all the ai created mumbo jumbo being printed out there, currently, I’m not being snarky when I say that I believe it’s possible to actually write imaginative content without my computer telling me how… or worse, doing the writing for me. Not on my watch!

Anyway, getting back to the tinkering plans I’ve set for us, I plan on making a habit of mixing up writing styles, as well as, continuing to expand my illustration skills. My hands on learning is all that can be afforded, at this present moment, so if I wish to become a better writer, more brain stretching work is involved.

I know your probably saying, “Great, now she’s gonna start wearing even bigger hats on her noggin.” Maybe I will, maybe I won’t, but if I do then that means my cookies will need to be bigger, as well.

Go big or go home, right?!

For today’s next challenge, I went with another water baby, but on an entirely different patch of sand…

This isn’t the finished character, by the way, but it was the first image offered by the ai. All I typed in was “a photorealistic image of an adorable baby walrus”.

While the little guy seems awful cute and chubby, we’re nowhere near satisfied. He’s got no nostrils, for one thing. So, I used the auto-enhance on the prompt…

“a photorealistic image of an adorable baby walrus, trying to learn to swim along the shore of a beautiful sandy beach”

Getting a better shot of his nose, but now his eyebrows look like they were individually stuck into his little forehead. It made him look too much like a plushie toy.

Again, I returned to the auto-enhance feature, asking it to expand the prompt even more…

“Imagine a photorealistic scene at a picturesque sandy beach where gentle waves lap against the shore. The sun casts a warm, golden glow across the landscape, illuminating the fine grains of sand and sparkling blue waters. In the foreground, an adorable baby walrus, with soft, wrinkled gray skin and big, curious eyes, awkwardly paddles in the shallow surf. Its flippers splash playfully, sending droplets gleaming in the sunlight, while a few sea gulls circle overhead, drawn by the joyous scene. The sandy beach is dotted with tufts of sea grass swaying in the light breeze, enhancing the serene atmosphere of this tender moment.”

At least he has more expression with his eyes, even if he lost his eyebrows. His facial expression seems far more realistic, though his fat rolls look rather like sweatshirt material than skin. I kept at it for nearly a half hour before, coming up with numerous images that were similar to this one, but with differing poses and expressions.

Now that we’ve come this far, let’s give the ai our best 10 images. From there, we’ll generate some possibilities for a solid Avatar.

I’ll be right back! Give me about 10 minutes, or so….

Everyone, meet our newest character…

I’ve decided to name him Booker, though I’ve ne earthly idea why! The ai decided to give him tusks, even with him only being a baby, but I think it makes him super cute.

Norbert gave me several differing shots, but I think he looks most realistic in this one…

… minus the grown up tusks, mind you.

I don’t think Booker took nearly as long to create, as it took me last week, during pumpkin’s creation.

Now that he’s here, I’ve only til Friday to create his story, so I best get moving!

See you Friday… hugs