Guest Host

I am so grateful to Jim and to the others who offered to step in while I take a much-needed break. I am going to reblog his theme post, but please go to his site next week and until further notice for your SLS themes. I know others have offered, but Jim was the first one to offer and put up a post. Hopefully Jim will reach out if he needs more help going forward.

Thank you again for all the love, everyone. It is truly appreciated!

A Unique Title For Me

I am honored to take over as the guest host for SLS Helen Vahdati’s This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time Song Lyric Sunday, while she is recovering. It is late, so let’s get to the prompt which is “doctor/health/medicine”.  I am not sure how this will work, but if you create a pingback to this post, I will read your blog.  Feel free to suggest future prompts.

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Goodbye for Now

Good morning and Happy Sunday everyone. I know many of you will be expecting to see an SLS theme post, and  I do apologize that this post didn’t go up a few days ago. That was the original plan, but as with everything to do with my blog lately, things just aren’t going as planned.

As many of you know, I’ve been struggling with some health issues for a few months now. All my tests keep coming up normal, so no one can really tell me why I’m having these symptoms, but they are truly affecting everything in my life. I still have a few more things to look into, but I’m not very hopeful that anything at all will be found, so I’m left thinking that perhaps this all has to do with stress. I have a very stressful day job and it makes any stress in my personal life that much more difficult to take on.

When I first started this blog, my day job was boring as hell, so it left me with time to write and enjoy this wonderful blogging experience. I never could have imagined how much my weekly SLS post would take off. I do thank all of you for making each Sunday so wonderful for so many years. This decision has not been an easy one.

I’ve decided to take a hiatus from my blog. When I first started it, my intention was to have it help me write every day and to put my name out there. I don’t think it’s serving that purpose right this moment, and I truly need any free (or in my case “well”) time to be spent writing. My blog right now, while a very good tool, is just a distraction and I need to figure out what I’m going to do with it in the future.

Thank you again, to all my amazing followers, especially those of you who have followed SLS every Sunday. I will truly miss our weekly song share, and I do hope there is something similar out there that you can all find to share your love of music. Perhaps one of my followers has more free time and can take on that project. I’m just unable to sustain it any longer.

I will miss you all and I’m so sorry this is the end of something that has been truly great. I hope you all understand that I feel its best for me and my life right now.

I wish you all the best and I hope to see you all very soon!

One-Liner Wednesday – You Lose

My son was hanging out with me in the kitchen the other morning while I was eating, and as previously stated, I was playing a game. I ended up passing a level and this is what transpired:

Andru: You lose.

Me: No, I won. See?

Andru: No, you lose.

Me: I lost a few minutes of my life, maybe.

Andru: Every minute we live, we lose a minute of our lives.


This not so One-liner Wednesday is brought to us by Linda G. Hill.  Go check it out!  You won’t regret it.

SoCS – Playing games while eating

I finally found a game on my phone that interests my son. I usually tend to lean towards puzzle games, but I also try not to have too many on my phone because I’m pretty OCD, as you all know, and I have a hard time letting things go sometimes. That’s what’s nice sometimes about Candy Crush. You only get five lives, so if the level sucks (which most of them do for a few days until they finally decide to let you win), you play five lives and then leave it for a few hours until your lives regenerate. My youngest son thinks I’m idiotic to play Candy Crush because it is so obviously stacked against the player, making it impossible to pass levels without paying for them. I am happy to report that I’ve never spent a single dollar on the game. Just lots of time and usually frustration.

The game that Andru will actually play with me is Wordscapes. It’s sort of like a crossword puzzle game and there seems to be no end to the levels. I spend way too much time on it. While I was eating the other night, Andru sat on the counter and we played the game for probably an hour, laughing our asses off for most of it. Because it gives you five to seven letters to work with, and those are the only letters you can use, you spend a lot of time coming up with completely random words that you know aren’t actually words, just to try and figure out the real word.

The other really funny thing that happens is that you end up spelling an actual word, but you don’t realize it’s a word because you are pronouncing it incorrectly. I love how random letters make your brain automatically choose to think “ay” for the letter A rather than “ah” or “aah”. Needless to say, it makes for some entertainment while you’re doing something as mundane as trying to figure out what to eat for dinner, which is what Andru was supposed to be doing; or eating dinner, which is what I was doing.

Who wants to just sit and eat dinner without doing something? That actually brings up this other time when my hubby and I were both preparing lunch for ourselves. My diet is pretty strict right now, so we were eating different things. When I was done, I took my food to the table and sat down. When my hubby was done, he started walking towards the living room to sit in front of the TV. “Are you seriously going to leave me here alone?” I asked. He laughed sheepishly and came and sat by me, but I think his heart was really in the living room with that TV. Should I be jealous?

Happy Saturday everyone!


Stream of Consciousness Saturday  is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt is ““dom.” Use it as a word, or find a word that starts or ends with it. Have fun!”

 

SoCS – Random Flowery (Floury?) Thoughts

Usually when I first read the prompt, my mind starts flowing with ideas. It normally doesn’t take long before I have a pretty cohesive direction and I’m off to writing. Today, however, my mind kept jumping from one thing to the next, so this just might be the most random post I’ve done in a while.

Yesterday, I walked into the lunch room at work and noticed a vase of flowers just sitting there. The card was still in the vase and I was really curious about whose flowers they were and what the card said. However, if you received unwanted flowers, would you still leave the card in the vase? I would have thrown it away, to be honest. I might have even thrown the flowers away too, but I can also see the appeal of giving them away to everyone! But I think it raises more questions than offering some sort of lovely picture, you know?

I used to love baking when I was a kid. It hit all my OCD buttons. My mama taught me how to measure the flour out; how you have to use a knife to tap it along the top, ensuring that the flour settles into the measuring cup. Then you swipe along the top so there isn’t any more than just the one cup. I was baking in front of my daughter a few weeks ago and apparently she’s more OCD than I am. She counts the number of times she taps the top before she swipes. In some ways, I feel bad that I passed along this OCD perfectionist thing that I have, but in other ways, I’m just a proud mama.

Is it weird that I don’t have a favorite flower? I’m not huge on getting flowers as a gift. I think it’s a waste of money and the poor flowers are either raised in a greenhouse, which just isn’t the same, or they are taken out of their natural habitat just so they can die two days later on your table. I think all flowers are beautiful, so I don’t think I have a favorite one. I just love the colors and the soft petals. The one flower that I have to enjoy from a distance, though, is the lily. It is such a beautiful flower, but the smell gives me a headache. It’s crazy how it becomes more intense with each passing day, too. Someone gave me lilies once and I ended up taking them into a different room so I didn’t have to suffer the smell.

There you have it. That’s every random thought I had when I read the prompt. Not very cohesive today, but I suppose it’s a small, somewhat silly look into my random thoughts.

Happy Saturday everyone!


Stream of Consciousness Saturday  is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt is “flower/flour. Use one, use both, it’s totally up to you. Enjoy!”

 

SoCS – I’m finally posting

It’s been a long time since I submitted a post for SoCS. I honestly think about it every Saturday, but then it gets too late in the day and I just don’t. I have some pretty strange ideas about my blog. I don’t like posting more than once a day and when I do, I try to space them out so they aren’t all happening back to back. That’s probably counter-intuitive when you think about it, especially if I was looking to add viewers. At least, I think that’s how it works. But honestly, that’s not why I’m here. Don’t get me wrong, I love my followers and I’m always grateful that someone finds enough here to want to click that Follow button.

I’m here for the amazing community (which I suppose happens with followers?), and to write. I haven’t been writing much, though, which I am always hoping to change and one day I might decide to change that from a hope to a reality. For me, though, it’s not about the number of followers, it’s about interaction, and as we all know, there’s only a very small portion of our followers who actually interact.

I find it rather funny how a certain word prompt can take a post into a wholly different direction than planned. I was going to write about life and probably bitch about the fact that I started a diet three weeks ago and the stupid scale is being stubborn and not showing me the results I feel like I’m achieving. I guess the one consolation I have is that the inches are coming off and I’m fitting in my clothes better. That’s really all that matters, right? Then why is it that a number on a scale can have such a drastic effect? It really shouldn’t, but I can honestly say that I’m still seething about the number this morning.

This happened a few weeks ago and I talked to an online coach about it. She was just excited that I’d lost 2 pounds, but I was hoping for 5 or more, you know? I suppose I should celebrate the small victories and not get it into my head that I should be this number or that number.

With that, I will just say that I hope you all have an amazing Saturday, and let’s celebrate the small victories, as tiny as they may be sometimes!


Stream of Consciousness Saturday  is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt is “post.” Use it as a word, or find a word that uses it as a prefix. Have fun!

 

When books traumatize you instead of entertain you

I thought of this a few weeks ago, but I didn’t have the drive to actually write it up and post it. However, something happened today that made me think of it again. Also, my sister basically forced me to write something yesterday and it has all my writing juices flowing. I guess it’s about time I used my blog for something other than SLS; although, I’m told it’s perfectly fine that my blog is only that.

A few weeks ago, I picked up a book by one of my favorite authors. The synopsis had me intrigued and I couldn’t wait to dive into it. That feeling was very short lived. I had a hard time reading it and it made me anxious. I thought at first that I was simply in one of my moods, but it became increasingly clear that it was the book. It only took about a hundred pages before I finally realized why.

It was the premise and ultimately the bad guy. It brought back a time in my life that still manages to haunt me to this day. I decided to keep reading, but the more I did it, the more anxious I became. I started leaving the book at home, rather than taking it to read during lunch. On Saturday mornings, when I’m normally excited to get a few pages in, I glanced at it and then walked away. It wasn’t until today that I decided to pick up another book. It was like a breath of fresh air. Finally, a book that didn’t make me want to crawl out of my skin.

It does trouble me, though. Part of me wants to read it. I want to face those demons head on and exorcise them. But is that really the way to do it? Do I really want to go through that just for a story? I’ve done it before. I read a book called Sharp Objects, and even though I knew it was traumatizing me, I ended up finishing it. It’s the first book that I ever truly felt like flinging across the room when I was finished. I’m not even happy that I read it, to be honest.

It’s hard for me to leave a book unfinished. I’ve only abandoned a few books in my life and it’s hard to know if I’m making the right decision. Do I keep traumatizing myself in the hopes that some part of that hell will be put to rest? Or do I let it go?

I’m interested to know what you think, since we are a writing community. Do you read books that traumatize you, or do you move on to other things?

I’d love to hear from you!