I Got An Award

Dr. Rex over at


has nominated me for the Word Press Family Award. Thank-you so much my dear friend. Dr. Rex and I have been chatting for some time now.

It is such a warm feeling having friends that stop by and chat. I like the click the like button, but to be able to chat is divine!

There are rules and they are;

Shaun’s Rules:
1. Ping back to the person who gave you the Award (Me)
2. Display the Award
3. Display the text in Red as I want people to know why I made it (**I wonder if I can do this!)
4. Nominate 10 people you look to as almost Family here on Word Press”

But for this one time I want to change a bit of it.

You answer my questions, then pick some bloggers to add them to the family! Easy as pie!


1.What was the most awesome Halloween costume you ever remember wearing?

2. What age were you when you quit trick-or-treating?

3.What is the very first thing you do when your eyes open in the morning?

4. What is the very last thing you do before you go to bed at nights?

5.What can scare the crap out of you faster than anything else?

6.Did you ever trick someone on Halloween night?

7. How old were you when you first fell in love?

8. Where were you when you were first kissed?

9. What would you love to open this year at Christmas?

10. Weren’t these questions easy?

Nominations are;



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Daily Prompt; Luxurious

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What’s the one luxury you can’t live without?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us LUXURY.

There are so many luxuries in the world. I can think of some right off the top of my head.diamonds Diamonds,car show 10 nice cars,cinema owning a business,gold frame pic antiques,castle travels,Log cabin on a snow covered landscape, Steamboat Springs, Colorado, USA and vacations.

But then I had to break it down even farther. Now I am thinking luxury that I can’t live without.

What is it that you can’t live without? What about me? What can I live a full life without having in my life?

I keep coming back to the same things over and over.

I need beating heartmy heart and soul so that I may be able to interact with others. I need 101_0765101_0719-2my children in my life, so that I can watch them experience some of what  I have.

I need walk on trees skya sense of peace surrounding me so that I not only feel safe but can think.

But most of all, I need satanGod taking care of me. Protecting me from evil in this world. I need God to give me strength and patience, love and tenderness, compassion and rest so I can continue my care of my brother, Al.dscf4206book4

Daily Prompt; Procrastination

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What have you been putting off doing? Why?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us TIME.

Oh this is an easy one for my eyes to rest on. The problem is action. Actions speak louder than words. Have you ever heard of that? I used to say it often when my kids were younger. You can still catch me using that phrase today.

A lot of you know me pretty well by now. So you realize on this Sunday  morning when Al is napping I want to desperately  get off this chair, push it close to the desk so the space to squeeze in, even a mouse would stand back and rub his whiskers wondering if he could do it.mouseonfrog

I want to clean. I am procrastinating against cleaning. You ask what? Oh my gosh! She doesn’t want to clean?shocked_woman

I made a deal with myself this morning. I was going to actually sit down with Al while he ate. I was going to watch the Dr. Charles Stanley show with him. I did these two things. I didn’t even clean the cat box right a way. What’s one more turd to the pile? Really, it can wait, and I am not even wearing that clothes pin over my nose yet.

I did clean his bathroom, but how could I not. I cleaned his body from over night accidents.maid

Hey, I am still in my night-gown, does that tell you anything?846-02796238

I will get around to it today, just not yet. I am not going to be in a hurry. I realize it will be waiting for me any old-time.

I told myself, relax, just do it, it’s Sunday!

Daily Prompt; Fight or Flight

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When faced with confrontation, do you head for the hills or walk straight in? Was there ever a time you wished you’d had the opposite reaction?

One time many years ago when I was in the seventh grade, I learned what I was like when it came to fight or flight.

Seventh grade for girls is filled with many hours dreaming of cute boys and wanting to date. I had a crush on this one boy. I didn’t cross the line because he “belonged” to one of my good friends.

Well, you know how it goes with teens. He loves me, he loves me not. Here today, gone tomorrow. A time came when I learned that he and my g/f broke up. I was happy inside, hoping he would notice me next. Don’t get me wrong, I was sad for my g/f, because I knew she was hurting, but he was going to find someone else right? Sort of wrong thinking but hey I was 12 years old.

About a week went by and he came up to me during study hall and asked me to go to the movies the coming Friday. I jumped at the chance and said, “oh yes!” After all, it had been a week since the break-up.

Monday morning rolls around and I am on cloud nine, but after school was over a gray cloud hovered over my head. I hadn’t seen my g/f all day but I did while I was waiting to get on the school bus.

She came up behind me. I didn’t hear nor see her. She said my name and as I turned around she swung her purse towards my face. Pow! I had been purse smacked. I think I remember standing there speechless at first.

Then I became embarrassed as I wondered how many kids saw that crime in action. She and I never spoke again. It was a darn shame. Although he was fair game, I still should have not crossed that line out of respect for her.

I didn’t say a word, and neither did she. She got her hurt feelings out and I got on the bus with my tail between my legs. No one mentioned it on the bus, but I know without a doubt, that little story did its fair share of spreading.

I knew it in my heart, that I had done wrong. Being popular was more important than my friends. Shame on me.

Today, I am still not a fighter unless you have wronged my  brother or my kids. For me, if you want to dog me with name calling or trying to spite me, go for it. I will just pray for your soul and wait and see what God does about it.

If you cross my brother’s path or try to hurt my kids then my Pit bull teeth come out, and I am snarling and growling.

I have never hit a soul, but I have learned to not let people stomp on me anymore. I usually think about the problem for a few days before I move into action. I ask God, what do you think?free-write-friday-writing-prompt bird in winter

I have learned through Al‘s illness that not all of us are on the same page.

Words can be said the same but have different interpretations. I have to make sure that I get my feelings across to the other side. I want people to know that I am not about to play their game. I have rights, but what’s more important, is that people in general, sick, disabled and those unable to speak for themselves have rights also. I  have a swinging bat fighting for them. The ball comes out as words and in the end I will make it to home base.

Life has changed, people have changed. Trust has become weak and money has become powerful. I don’t have to flight anymore. Nor do I have to fight with my body. But I can let others know that this gal ain’t a budging when it comes to someone smaller or weaker than me.