Friday, December 15, 2017

Garbage Day



When I want a domestic chore done in this household, I’m on my own. Usually I feel grateful my partner is so lackadaisical about housekeeping as I’d rather write than have gleaming floors. Both siblings are so finicky that those brothers will each clean his respective house instead of spending relaxed time when we visit. Their wives, meanwhile, will sit back with a cup of coffee and chat, the opposite of my childhood experiences.

Yesterday started with a less than thankful heart. The previous night, sick of clutter, I spent the better part of an hour straightening our kitchen. Loading the dishwasher, putting away gadgets, wiping away crumbs and stubborn spills until the counters truly did gleam, I found it felt nice to have nothing on the island counter except the cookie jar from my mother’s childhood home.

The 'Animals' Tag on This Post Isn't Due to These Kittens
Rising around six o’clock the morning following my clean-up, I looked forward to walking out to a pristine kitchen. No doubt you’ve guessed what I found.

Not only were there bread crumbs and sesame seeds around the toaster, there was actual trash upon the opposite countertops (note the plural). I’m talking about an empty cat food can, its lid, the dirty knife used to portion out servings, plus a tea bag wrapper nearer the sink. And for a change my partner picked up the paper plates from the cats’ last meal but, instead of reusing or tossing them, left them next to the cookie jar.

Let me reiterate, they had been on the floor. Now they were strewn over my once clean surfaces. ~sigh~ At least I got things back in order in under a minute. For now…

I can promise you that cookie jar is empty and will stay that way. I’m not rewarding sloth and carelessness with treats.

Update: I did get the requested fast food breakfast and got to stay home from the latest grocery shopping trip. So, we're good.

Are you a neat freak or more laid back like us?

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Thursday, December 14, 2017

The Zen Master



After sharing the difficulty of photographing Jezebel, I took a few images of Tilly for comparison. Once she has a lap presented, this cat is the embodiment of Zen, though she honestly doesn’t care one way or the other about being photographed any time or place.

Maybe Santa Should Bring Her a New Blanket for Christmas!
I think this girl is just happy to be alive. You can see evidence of how unflappable she is because I used a flash in the next image.

Sorry This is So Washed Out - I'm Unskilled with Camera Technique
How would you feel having a camera shoved in your face like this?
 
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Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Seven Days



I’m a huge fan of horror movies, and “The Ring” remains a favorite. The fact an evil spirit will come to get you seven days after you watch her video is too cool. And visual evidence appears in the form of blurry photos, which brings me to Jezebel.

She is notorious for moving whenever the shutter opens. Otherwise, she will lie motionless for hours near my writing chair. Enjoy some prime examples.




Finally, Gotcha!
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Tuesday, December 12, 2017

A Lucky Gal’s Whiny Post



I have to go clothes shopping today for better fitting, less ratty pants if nothing else. Maybe some shirts.

The hand-me-down oversized Carhart shirts and ancient pair of shorts I wear to the gym are literally rotting off my body. And my cycling/weight lifting slip-on shoes have a hole above the toes. Even my sleepwear is giving out. At least I’m good on undergarments for now! That’s one less necessity to drain my bank account.

I despise clothes shopping and hate crowds. Wouldn’t normally go to the mall at all but plan to today so I can stop at Hot Topic and check for Palaye Royale merch! Doubt they’ll have clothes in my size, but you never know. And another store I like is right next door.

Anyway, wish me luck. What do you have planned for today?

Where Palaye Royale Writes Their Music
Great Place, No?

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Monday, December 11, 2017

Sparks Monday – A New Take on an Old Phrase


To quote Annie of McGuffy’sReader, the bright spirited blog where she created Sparks Mondays, “I believe we are meant to be lights in this world. If we allow our light to shine, we can see where we are going. It is then that we can begin to truly see each other clearly. Together, we can light up the entire world!”

On Friday I thanked a man for holding a door open as I entered the lobby of a local YMCA, finished with my swim. As I reached the main entrance he gave me what sounded like a standard friendly greeting – “Have a great day” – to which I replied, “You, too!” Then it dawned on me what words he actually spoke and knew I had found my spark for today.

Make a great day!” – Anonymous

Inspired twist on an old phrase, don’t you think?



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Sunday, December 10, 2017

Fear and Fervor



For someone reticent about publishing, especially amid the industry’s current craziness, I sure woke at 4am obsessed about the topic. Not surprisingly, I focused on artistic elements like writing a logo for my series and the thankful aspect, writing a dedication.

Even less of a shock, I found choosing the correct font the most enjoyable. At first I wanted something that looked like cursive, but the flowery results didn’t fit in with my angst laden erotic tales of treachery and torment. By 6:15am I came up with the following (not sure if the words are unique, but this is just for fun, after all):

Love.
It Isn’t for
the Faint of
Heart.

Despite my having failed to work in the series title (~shakes head~), what do you think?

 
Cover Created for NaNoWriMo

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Saturday, December 9, 2017

A Huge Honor, High Hopes, and a Simple Solution


Never having had a biological sister, several women around the world make me feel as close to that as possible. One of them writes under the name Grace Kahlo, and she emailed me an exciting request a few weeks ago.

Hoping to come to the United States under the Steinbeck Fellows Program of San José State University, she asked me to write a recommendation letter! That honored me so much, almost as much as her response to the results.

Now I can only hope she gets this opportunity. As my letter states through its 387 words Grace is generous, compassionate, intelligent, grateful, and creative. The university would benefit from her presence, I have no doubt.

Reading the web page about the fellowship, I realized that they may well contact me for the recommendation letter. So I figure it’s time I check my email accounts every day. Sometimes I lapse for the better part of a week before checking my Gmail address.

That will not do. Then an idea came to mind. All it requires is to set my browser home page as that account. Done!

Won’t you join me in wishing Grace the best of luck?

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