Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Friday, September 29, 2017

Wednesday's Words on a Friday

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write, a story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.


This month the words are supplied by Granny Annie and can be found here.


This week's words are:


1. arbitrary
2. diminution
3. plausible
4. immense
5. temporize
6. pandemonium

and/or:

1. garble
2. elan
3. perfunctory
4. bifurcate
5. vermicular
6. toothsome

Here is my story:

 The cloud of gloom hanging over me is immense, no bifurcation to allow even a single sunbeam to touch down and light so much as a glimmer of the happiness I used to carry so lightly. 
This diminution of my previously perceived stature is great and my loss weighs heavily. 
The cloud roils above, sinks lower as tears threaten. 
I blink them back furiously. 
I will not cry. 
My thoughts garble as pandemonium reigns supreme in my mind, but temporarily, as arbitrary numbness takes over. 
My actions now are perfunctory as with fake, yet plausible elan, I continue through the days. 
Nights are harder as the vermicular tunnel of despair opens in front of me. 
A whisper from nowhere encourages me to take that first step inside. 
"Give in" it says. "Sink with me." 
But I dare not. 
This sea of impending doom can not take me. I shall not temporize. I will not allow it. 
Another whisper, softer, "tears can heal". 
My head hurts as my heart breaks and finally, in the darkness of my room, I allow the tears to fall. 
I cry until I sleep.

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Whimsical Wednesday # 298

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.


 

Monday, September 25, 2017

Breaking News....Musical Monday bites the Dust

I'm very disappointed with the number of music videos that are unavailable for viewing lately. 
On my blog for others to see and on others blogs for me to see. 
Unavailable
Unavailable
Unavailable
ad infinitum

And I've had enough.
I'm cancelling my Musical Mondays, starting right now. 
I'm very sorry, but I don't see any point in continuing.

Musical Monday # 171

I was introduced to Musical Monday by Delores who copied the meme from another site.
I think it’s a fun way to show off some of the music we like and brighten up our Mondays at the same time. 


I’ll be finding my clips on you tube, so will simply credit that site since there are often so many versions of everything and I wouldn’t want to accidentally credit the wrong artist.


Today’s clip is: The Ames Brothers


The Naughty Lady of Shady Lane

I think the lyrics here are clear enough to understand. 

Sunday, September 24, 2017

a request for all manufacturers of pre-packaged coleslaw mixes

How about shredding the stuff a little more finely? or a lot. 

I'm tired of picking out huge chunks of cabbage leaf or stem, celery thick enough to be car tyres, and having to slice them myself. 
I wouldn't mind if there were less stems and more leaf either.

And while I'm complaining, why do so many shreds have to be several inches long?  I have a normal, human mouth. I am not part horse.

And where are the smaller sized packs for elderly women living alone?

Sunday Selections # 346

Welcome back to Sunday Selections.

Begun way back in the mist of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, with a drastic relaxation of rules.


Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please.


If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look.
Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing.


you might find this week's selection a little boring, it's just a couple of things I did in the kitchen:

what to do with left over vegetables?   Slice them finely, set aside. In a bowl whisk together two eggs and enough flour to make a smooth batter, not too thin, you should be able to pour it. Whisk in a good amount of grated parmesan, stir in the vegetables, pour the whole mix into a non stick shallow baking dish, top with extra grated cheese and bake at about 180C-200C until golden brown and set.

it should look like this and serve two people. of course you should adjust the amounts of egg and flour if you are feeding more people.

half for dinner and the other half for breakfast the next day.

I bought a package of green beans, many more than shown here, the pack was on special for half price, I rinsed them and tossed any that weren't so good

sliced them all, this is about half,

blanched them in boiling water for one minute, drained them well

and spread them on a non-stick tray and put them in the freezer. They should be spaced out in a single layer for faster freezing and so the don't stick together.

once frozen, loosen them with a plastic scoop so you don't scratch your tray, work quickly so they don't thaw,

bag them in zip-lock bags and get them back in the freezer. Next weekend I'll be doing the same with a bag of carrots.

Then I sat around doing stuff on the computer

and watched Lola sleep,

and sleep (kitty paws!)

and sleep 😎

here she is just yesterday morning, trying to decide if she forgives me for man-handling her into the carrier and taking her to the vet who stuck a thermometer you-know-where. She also got a shot for her allergies and we now know that our sweet Lola has IBS :(

We'll finish with a couple of pictures sent by no-one

this fabulous carved wood dragon seat that lives outside a butcher's shop/residence somewhere in Germany. She found it via Tumblr

and a sunset that greeted her as she walked home.











Friday, September 22, 2017

Wednesday's Words on a Friday

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write, a story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.


This month the words are supplied by Granny Annie and can be found here.


This week's words are:


1. edacious
2. crucible
3. gauche
4. melee
5. inhere
6. fester

and/or:

1. bonafides
2. schadenfreude
3. chthonic
4. regimen
5. manumit
6. splenetic

this one was fun and just about wrote itself. I did have to look up chthonic. Okay, and a couple of the other words too (*~*)

Here is my story:

 Lucifer, in human form today, checked the file again, looking carefully to be sure the woman entering the bakery matched the photo pinned to the paper. Yes! This was a bonafide capture. Unlike that last terrible mistake, where thankfully, that goody-two shoes, God, stepped in and rescued that poor soul. Just in time too. If the boss had found out, Lucifer would be in deep trouble. 

But the woman in front of him was definitely Essie Farnsworth. Gauche, edacious, and totally incapable of following any regimen whatsoever. Charged with causing more than several melees in the past month, as with splenetic glee she pushed aside anyone in her path in order to be first at the counter when the doughnuts and cream cakes were brought out and displayed for sale. 


Mothers with toddlers, school children, shaky old women with their walking aids, none made any difference to Essie. She would shove and push them all against each other and march to the counter while they disentangled themselves. There, Essie would purchase a dozen doughnuts, a dozen cream filled eclairs and two family sized cream filled sponge cakes. These would be her lunch, while the doughnuts and eclairs would be dessert tonight. 


Essie had no way of knowing she would never again enjoy a single bite. As she exited the bakery, clutching her bags of goodies, Lucifer, with his chthonic breath, stepped in front of her. With obvious schadenfreude, he happily announced: "Essie Farnsworth, you are hereby charged with causing a riot far too any times this month, your splenetic edaciousness has caused harm to others who do not deserve it and from this moment on, you inhere to me. There will be no manumitting, you are to be chained forever to the crucible on level three in hell, there to fester to the end of days." 


With a flash of lightning, Essie was struck dead and her soul dragged down to level three even before the next customer exited the bakery. A pack of homeless hungry dogs happily ate the goodies she left behind.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Miss Lola

is having a fabulous time skittering around the floor with a ball of scrunched up gift wrapping paper. 

I watched her doing the same last night and she tired herself out enough to sleep most of the night instead of galloping around. She did still gallop a couple of times, but just to let me know she was hungry and after she ate she went right back to sleep. 

I'm hoping the same will happen tonight, and if I get up at first gallop I can minimise the noise, which so far hasn't bothered Loony, but why take chances?

It's quite a joy to watch this eight years old girl playing like a kitten.
The paper ball is looking a bit tattered though, I'm going to have to make her a new one.

Whimsical Wednesday # 297

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.

 

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

trouble in Paradise?

Today, Loonie Louie is making a racket upstairs, I think he's drunk and I think he's celebrating the fact Pat may not come home. I think he heard me saying to another neighbour P, that no one is sure when she is coming home or even if she is coming home.
He's been playing very loud music, which seems a little odd when he's continually said he doesn't like loud noises. Then there was some very loud door knocking and a bit of a fight in the upstairs hallway, yelling and scuffling. I got so scared I called the police and locked my doors. 
Still waiting for the police to show at this point. 4:50pm and things seem to have quietened down. but I'm so shaky inside I can barely type.

Yesterday Loonie was bashing his floor above my kitchen, because I'd made a bit of noise prepping and cooking dinner, then again when I washed and dried my dishes. An hour after that there was a lot of yelling, I think at nobody in particular, then he moved on to swearing, F*** you, over and over, then it seemed as if he turned on all his taps at once, there was lots of water running anyway.
Later in the night he was shouting again, something about "I will fight you" and other words I couldn't make out.

I'm really unhappy with this whole situation. I don't want to move, I don't want to have to move. But what will I do when he finally gets fed up with Lola galloping around in the early morning hours? That seems to be her preferred exercise time...
I don't know what to do.

Monday, September 18, 2017

Musical Monday #170

I was introduced to Musical Monday by Delores who copied the meme from another site.
I think it’s a fun way to show off some of the music we like and brighten up our Mondays at the same time. 


I’ll be finding my clips on you tube, so will simply credit that site since there are often so many versions of everything and I wouldn’t want to accidentally credit the wrong artist.


Today’s clip is: Elvis Presley


Follow That Dream

and the lyrics:

sing along, let's all follow our dreams 😎

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Sunday Selections # 345

Welcome back to Sunday Selections.

Begun way back in the mist of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, with a drastic relaxation of rules.


Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please.


If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look.
Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing.


A mixed selection today, beginning with last night's dinner:

Last week I made a batch of chicken schnitzels and put them in the freezer for future meals. Yesterday I took one out to thaw,

and with the help of this sauce,

using this recipe, spring onions, capsicum, (bell pepper) and a handful of sliced green beans,

I made this yummy Lemon Chicken dinner.

here is Lola, all sleek and contented,

what a life, eh?

this is the wedge of Black Forest Cake my brother brought me for my birthday, it took me three days to eat it all.

this is my fake aquarium, notice anything odd about it?

down near the base, see those two thin white lines? They are a reflection of the plastic wire to my Christmas lights, in a small puddle of water.

and here is my poor fake fish, lying way down beside the sink. Miss Fancypants, aka Lola, has been fishing 😎 that cheeky girl.

a couple of my neighbours having a good chat, they were there for a good long while, already there as I crossed the road to my bus stop and still there after my bus arrived and took me to the city.

one of Adelaide's painted buses, you can faintly see the outline of the windows through the wrap-around, trying to see out from inside is quite hard.

one corner of our Victoria Square has been turned over to motorbike parking, this is just the front row,

here you get a better indication of just how many bikes are parked there. Heaven has wheels....😎

hard working buses getting a well-earned rest. It can't be easy being late to almost every stop almost every day (*~*)

here's a very unusual sight. Four in a row, working phones. No vandalism, no graffiti.

a little further down that same road, the city community garden chook house.

there is a cafe attached to the community garden and these three lucky black hens get plenty of greens from the garden that lies between their home and the cafe, where the garden produce is also used. 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Friday, September 15, 2017

Wednesday's Words on a Friday



 The original Words for Wednesday meme was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write, a story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.


This month the words are supplied by Granny Annie and can be found here.


This week's words are:



1. onerous
2. meme
3. steadfast
4. yawp
5. copacetic
6. savant


and/or:

1. akimbo
2. wreak
3. haphazard
4. advise
5. tare
6. vindicate

Here is my story:
 
Somewhat unwillingly, I have taken on the onerous responsibility of helping out my neighbour, Pat.
Unwillingly, because responsibility really isn't my favourite thing. I don't mind helping out occasionally, but long term, day to day, is wreaking havoc with the slothfulness I've become accustomed to.


My days, once run by tight routines, are now haphazard, napping in the afternoons, staying up too late, sleeping in each morning.
The tare of being responsible, being needed, is no longer comfortable upon my shoulders, as it was when I had small children depending on me.


But there is no one else, apart from the nursing home staff, so I shall remain steadfast with my word, I will not let her down. Once the staff advise me that definitely she may come home, or not, I will revise my options, at the moment things are a bit up in the air. 


Some days she'll phone me and say "they've said I can come home as soon as a new shower is installed". Other days, she tells me there is sad news, she isn't going to be allowed to come home, which has me stomping about, arms akimbo, wondering out loud "how much longer am I going to have to trot across the yard, twice a day and feed that budgie." With a yawp or two thrown in for good measure, a combination of gulp at the thought of more responsibility and yawn because I'm tired of it all.


I'm no savant when it comes to animal care, this is why I have a cat, who is largely independent, needing only food and water laid out. A bird needs a bit more. He likes to toss his seed husks around, and of course he poops all day, so the cage needs cleaning, paper on the bottom tray must be changed. Mitchell, the budgie, is a happy little bird, whistling and chirping, but he isn't quite used to me yet, my voice is not the same as his Mum's and of course I don't sit there all day to keep him company. He has a little radio, tuned to a music station, so he isn't too lonely, Pat always turned it on for him if she was going to be away from home during the day, so now I do that for him.  


Curtailing my freedom is vindicated, knowing Pat can concentrate on getting as well as possible without having to worry about her beloved Mitchell. Being mentally challenged, (although Pat herself says the word retarded),  she isn't really capable of caring for herself anymore. But with a home care team and Meals on Wheels, perhaps she will manage. 

Or perhaps they will decide she needs to stay in the home. 
All in all, things are pretty copacetic around here. 
So far.

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Whimsical Wednesday # 296

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.


Oh the horror!
 

Monday, September 11, 2017

Musical Monday # 169


I was introduced to Musical Monday by Delores who copied the meme from another site.
I think it’s a fun way to show off some of the music we like and brighten up our Mondays at the same time. 


I’ll be finding my clips on you tube, so will simply credit that site since there are often so many versions of everything and I wouldn’t want to accidentally credit the wrong artist.


Today’s clip is: The Mike Curb Congregation


Burning Bridges, the theme song from the movie Kelly's Heroes, with Telly Savalas (Kojak) and Clint Eastwood.

Sunday, September 10, 2017

Sunday Selections # 344

Welcome back to Sunday Selections.

Begun way back in the mist of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, with a drastic relaxation of rules.


Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please.


If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look.
Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing.


EC is going to be a little late with her post today, but she has a good reason. 

Let's begin mine with a little story: I went to visit a neighbour, knocked on her door, then stepped backwards to give her room to push open the screen door. I hadn't noticed that her tiny porch isn't very wide, so when I stepped back, I stepped onto air...and crash landed in her potplants. Three burly neighbours all rushed out to help me up. 
I collected a couple of bruises>>>

upper thigh where the leg meets the bum, a trusted friend took this for me. I don't drop my trackie daks for just anyone (*~*) The dark centre has a wide shadow, you can just make it out spreading down the thigh.

Bruise number two, on the shin, below the knee, just off centre. Less spectacularly coloured, but more painful being closer to the bone. But only hurts when I touch it.

Here we have Lola,

doing what she does best. Sleep, wake up and move,

and go right back to sleep.
Last Wednesday, I stretched out on the couch under the sunny window and had a nap. Lola stretched out on my belly and had a nap. We were so warm and cosy, it was lovely.

this is Mitchell, the budgie I am looking after for neighbour Pat. This is the only clear photo I could get, he wasn't at all happy with a camera hiding my face. He bobbed and weaved and spun around until I put it down.

a pretty cloud in the sky across town,

more clouds to the east, looking a bit black right over the hills there.

I spotted a stand of lilies where I'm pretty sure there were none the last time I walked that way.

not my favourite flower, but they are elegant,

with a bright colour contrast.

here is a younger bloom only just a bit open,

with the stamen not so bright yet.

and to finish>>

another one of those lovely purple flowers.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Friday, September 8, 2017

Wednesday's Words on a Friday

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write, a story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.


This month the words are supplied by Granny Annie and can be found here.


This week's words are:


1. Flat-hat
2. inalienable
3. construe
4. dithyramb
5. sericeous
6. fidelity

and/or:

1. poltroon
2. ludic
3. turpitude
4. bosky
5. assay
6. repudiate


I humbly bow at your feet, oh great one.

I am defeated.

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Whoops! That's an error

it seems my Words for Wednesday from last month is repeating itself. 

Thank you Lee and others who left a comment before I was informed by Jimmy and deleted the little upstager. 

I'll have to check and make sure the rest of August isn't going to present an encore.

Whimsical Wednesday # 295

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.

Hah! 

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Calendar Tuesday #9

Welcome back to Calendar Tuesday, which only happens on the first Tuesday each month.

Let's kick off with Violent Veg:

Better check the roof for any Leeks.

Life of Teddy:

Gone Fishing

and now for Suzy Toronto:

Crazy Brave and Wicked Strong

Here is what Suzy says about that:

If anyone had ever told you that you'd be called upon to face your life Crazy Brave and Wicked Strong, you'd probably have thought they were nuts!
But the truth is that some battles in life are scary, and options are not always clear.


Crazy Brave means you are willing to take a leap of faith and jump into the fight with your arms flailing, hair flying, and screaming at the top of your lungs. Armed with only a trembling courage, sometimes you have no choice.
Crazy Brave is your only option.


As you find yourself searching for a strength you thought you didn't have...it's there.
Rising from deep within you is the tenacity of a mama bear, and there is a fierceness to your power.
You are totally Wicked Strong!
Your story is not yet over.


You are a wonderful, wacky woman with wings of courage and a strength unsurpassed.
You've got this, girl, 'cause you're Crazy Brave and Wicked Strong.