Weekly Writing Challenge, My Funny Valentine

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Valentine’s Day for me was never what I thought it…

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Weekly Writing Challenge, My Funny Valentine

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Valentine’s Day for me was never what I thought it would be. Oh, don’t get me wrong. There was a time before I got married I would receive the flowers and the candies.

My mother used to make me a Twinkie Cake when she was alive.

Twinkie Layer Cake

Ingredients

• Cake:
• 1 box yellow cake mix (I used Duncan Hines)
• 5.1 oz box instant vanilla pudding (the large box)
• 1 cup water
• 1 stick salted butter, melted and cooled slightly
• 4 large eggs, lightly beaten
• Filling/Frosting:
• 1 stick salted butter, slightly softened
• 1/4 cup heavy cream
• 1 tsp vanilla
• 7 oz jar marshmallow creme
• 3 1/2 cups powdered sugar

Instructions

1. Preheat oven to 350. Butter and flour 2 (8 inch) round cake pans and set aside.
2. In the bowl of your mixer, combine eggs and butter. Add water, pudding mix, and cake mix and beat on medium for about a minute, until batter is smooth and thick. Spread evenly in prepared pans and bake for about 20 -25 mins or until tops spring back when lightly touched, or a toothpick inserted in center of cake comes out clean.
3. Cool cakes for a few minutes in the pans, then turn out on to wire racks to finish cooling.
4. For frosting/filling: Beat butter and vanilla in your mixer until combined. Add marshmallow cream and beat until smooth. Slowly add powdered sugar until just combined. Add heavy cream, Increase speed to high, and beat for one minute, until light, smooth and fluffy. Spread on cake layers and serve.

After I got married, I learned I didn’t have a romantic husband. Instead of the sweets and smell goods, I received the practical gifts. I would open up can openers, crock pots, and one time I remember a toaster.

Not that I didn’t appreciate these, but wow, they sure weren’t personal, as per say Valentine’s Day goes; but I did have good working appliances. LOL

Now I have no one in my life and I have never been completely satisfied, but am used to it. What a surprise it would be to one day open that front door and see the little guy holding out a bouquet of flowers. Better yet, how about for no reason. Who needs Valentine’s Day to receive goodies????

Am I As Old As My Mind Says?

 

 

I see people everywhere I am

 

Some ignore and some say hi

 

Others smile as they go by.

 

I have lived here all my life

 

Except a few years where I tried to do

 

Something in my life that was all brand new.

 

I feel like at my age, I should know

 

At least a few I pass along my way

 

But no, I do not see anyone on this day.

 

Where have all the people gone

 

Who used to be in my life

 

Married a husband, or maybe a wife.

 

Now, as I get older, I search

 

The obits to look and maybe see

 

Recognition of a name that used to be.

 

Where has all the time gone

 

Am I really as old as they say

 

In my mind, it says I am getting younger every day.

 

 

 

I Finally Get It!!!

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The responses I received in the past several hours is amazing to me. I have so many wonderful friends on here at bloggingville. I don’t know what I would do without you. I have had a wake-up call. There were some blogs I read that would make my heart have a ping feeling in it, and I finally realized why. I guess it takes me awhile to get it!

I had just read  Viveka’s blog and she was making a comment about fixing her supper and that she ironed on her balcony and listened to her music and sang songs. http://mygulitypleasures.wordpress.com

This blog is the finale of when I finally got it. I finally understood that I need the breaks. I thought I needed the breaks so that I would not pull my hair out, or maybe not scream and stomp my feet at Al. LOL. I thought I needed a break so I would not collapse from a stroke or a heart attack, but I have learned I need a break for another reason.

I need a break to get back to me! I didn’t realize this! Even as I look for photos of things I love in life, as I have chosen for with this blog, my insides are stirring, like they have not stirred for years.

Cameras,  photos, landscapes, people, meeting new friends, talking to old friends.

Glittery jewelry, gaudy jewelry, goodwill stores, flea markets, yard sales.

Public auctions, garage sales, the smell of wood, old furniture.

I am getting excited. These are who I am, this is what Terry Shepherd represents in life.

I can not add all of the other things up in my life that make me who I am, like my children etc. I am talking about just me. For this blog, I am being selfish and speaking about me. How to bring myself back to life. This does feel very  weird to me.

I have been so wrapped up in my brother, not that I don’t want to be, but I have been consumed by his illness, that last night when a blogger friend said for me to do some things that I like, I sat there like a bump on a log. I had no idea who I was anymore, let alone what I liked or enjoyed in life.

It took all evening plus wild crazy dreams. I mean crazy dreams too! I don’t know why or what it represented, but I dreamed about people in my life that I have nothing to do with any longer. My ex-husband, I had sat and talked to him in my dream. We smiled and got along like old friends. My best girlfriend that I used to have. She and I haven’t spoken in fifteen years. In my dream she and I were friends again.

I don’t know what has happened and I surely can not explain it. The most I can say is, I saw little doors being opened for me by someone. I saw a past life, and I saw laughter and joy. I saw doors being opened here for me by friends blogs. I had feelings coming that had been hidden for so long.

If this is God, I give thanks. You have a sneaky way of helping me to see your light. If this is my blogger friends, I say thank-you. You have chosen the exact words to help me through this.

I can not even say that my life will get better taking care of Al. I think it will get worse. I can say though, that these breaks that I didn’t realize I needed until today, I am going to take huge advantage of. I am going to take each minute and fill it up with me, myself, and I. I am going to start to rebuild who I am. I have to, this is the way I will be able to stay healthy and young at heart. This will help me endure the pains my brother goes through. This is who God has made, and I want to shine once again for him.

Inszenierung eines Schreibkabinetts aus dem 18. Jahrhundert Tapete: Reproduktion einer Papiertapete aus dem Schwetzinger Schloss, um 1775 Damensekretär, vermutlich Süddeutschland, um 1770 Sessel, um 1740 Hocker aus dem Mannheimer Schloss, Mannheim, um 1760 Gallery: Reiss-Engelhorn-Museen, Mannheim (Photo credit: Wikipedia)