A Grand and Glorious Occasion: Celebration of the Universe

It has come to my attention I will now have the honor of being bestowed the title of Supreme Ruler of the Universe.  Many thanks to all planetary beings for your benevolence in voting me in to this esteemed office.  I do go forth with great respect, love and honor for my fellow beings, nature and universal energies that constantly surround us and deserve respect.  I will do my utmost to rule and serve to the best of my ability.

It seems my first order of business is to create and institute a holiday or festival in my honor.  I hereby pronounce and declare Summer Solstice (or whichever day closest holds the full moon) of each year, henceforth, Celebration of the Universe day, in which we all may celebrate this glorious occasion, partying all day and all night, feasting, drinking, dancing, laughing, by the light of the sun and beneath the moon and stars.  As it is considered on the fullest moon to Summer Solstice, there may be dancing naked under the full moon, but ‘naked’ is fully optional.  Make merry with friends, family and strangers and celebrate all the goodness that is in our great and mighty universe.  Be thankful for all you have been given and spread love and kindness to whomever you meet.  Be kind to your planet and it’s creatures and all life.  And do not forget to thank God/Spirit for creating everything provided you.

Special events will include huge sales at all establishments, though most will be closing at noon, so get there early if you want to save.  Colors for the events should be all colors of the universe, though shades of blue, green, purple and pink are most fitting.  Make your outdoor evening parties more festive with strings of lights hanging from the trees, balconies and fencing.
For 2015, we will celebrate during the full moon following July 1st, so we’ll all have time to make preparations. Again, thank you for this honor and have a glorious Summer Solstice/ Full Moon/ Celebration of the Universe.  Have a marvelous time!
If you’d like to participate in today’s prompt of “Festivus for the Rest of Us” by The Daily Post, check it out and don’t forget to post your link to TDP.  Have fun!  If the link doesn’t work, here it is again here:  Festivus for the Rest of Us


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So In Love With Saturday

A month ago, I was zapped on my Saturdays, as I had so much work (I work from home) that I was working seven days per week, usually from 3am or 4am till 5pm or 7pm.  Since then, I’ve searched for and found (and one found me) much better contracts and I’ve cut the cumbersome ones loose.  Now, I work 730am till 230pm M-F and a little extra on Wednesdays while the babe’s hangin’ with her youth group.  My weekends are now free!!!  I forgot how much I enjoyed free time, sleeping in a little, writing, and all the joys that come with time on the fly.

Last Saturday, I enjoyed sleeping till around 5am.  The dogs have to go out and so that usually gets my day started.  We did our shopping mid-morning and returned home to veg, lay around and watch old repeats of Gilmore Girls and I enjoyed sitting around catching up on a little poetry and slurping down fresh coffee with zested nutmeg!  I have a new favorite morning ritual.  Okay, so it wasn’t morning when I had the coffee with nutmeg but who cares.  Loved the nutmeg addition!

This weekend’s a little busy as my week consisted of being commissioned to proctor and type for the state bar exam and then taking Friday off to spend some quality fun time with Mama!  And if y’all have a Jaco’s Tacos, I urge you to check ’em out.  Their Spicy Mango Mojito is awesomeness in a glass and my new favorite drink!  Also, if you like enchiladas (I am an enchilada girl), give their Tres Amigos enchiladas combo a whirl and you will not be disappointed.  Their chips and salsa is very nice, as well and their guac is pretty decent.  I brought leftovers home (my enchiladas and Mama’s salad topped with grilled chicken and tequila lime homemade dressing) and Hallie left no morsel behind.  Oh, and the rice (I never met a Spanish rice I liked) was amazing!!!

It was a bit on the pricey side as it was $42 for the two of us but we were very happy with the food, drink (Mama kept reaching for mine) and service and we’ll most definitely be returning!  Just probably not too often, since it was a little steep.  However, we kept thinking about the restaurant the rest of the day and wanted to go back and get another SM Mojito (this time, one for each of us).

So, with the out of the ordinary week, I’ll be making up some work over Saturday and Sunday (mostly early a.m. while Hallie sleeps), while still enjoying my coffee with some freshly zested nutmeg (smells like Thanksgiving & Christmas!) and helping Mama some in her yard and then, Hallie and I will be hanging out a little at her house, catching up with taped episodes of Heartland.  Gonna be a beautiful day with a high of 61 and mostly sunshine, thank You, Lord, which is a much needed improvement over the rest of the week of mostly wet and freezing temps.  Still, even though I have to work, an enjoyable weekend and next week will be back to my regular schedule again and a free weekend!  Whoop!  Whoop!

I hope you have an amazing Saturday and Sunday and look for the beauty in each day, no matter what your temps and/or precipitations are.


If you’d like to join in with The Daily Post, let them know what you’re doing for Me Time this Saturday.

Ghostly Cries Through the Gray


Sun slowly rises, casting indirect light on it’s way

Fog caresses fields, wrapping its arms and blankets ‘round the trees

You can hear ghostly cries echoing through the gray

Trees whisper prayers with each of their fallen leaves


This is catching up from Feb 19th and The Daily Post’s prompt of Fog, form of elegy and device of metaphor.  So, this is a sort of remake of one of my earlier posts.  So, if it’s my own reblogged photography and a spin-off from an earlier poetic blog post, is it considered cheating?  Is it too much rhyme?  Does it really not matter that it’s off rhythm?  It bothers me a little.  Perhaps if I didn’t feel such a strong urge to force the rhyme, it would have flowed easier.


Beast-like Animal Lo-o-ove


Well, finally, I have finished the poem I started the other day. I’m not 100% happy with it but I’ll work on it again much later. This is what I had constructed for The Daily Post’s Feb 18th Writing 201 prompt of Animal, form of Concrete Poetry and device of enjambment. I had to use my snipping tool to take a screenshot as I could not get it to line up correctly when I copied it from Word to here.

Trust is Never a Must

Twas promises ashen left woman to scorn

Ripened with passion then love would be torn — Go!

Undone the marriage by lies, fury, and so

Sayist none — carriage departs thee at first dawn

Taunt and disparage me no more — I am gone!


Tis a bit brutal, yes?  Still, trust is something that can be your undoing, at least for me, so tis better to not.  I believe you can love deeply while still holding that barrier up to protect yourself and not trust, or not completely, anyway.  What do you think?  Do you easily trust?  Do you feel you have to have trust when you love someone?

Today’s prompt with The Daily Post’s Writing 201:  Poetry is Trust.  The form is Acrostic or Double Acrostic (which I tried my hand at) and the device is Internal Rhyme.  Won’t you join us in the fun daily challenge?  It’s only for 2 weeks!





The Journey Home

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Spent a small slice of life alone

Sent and spent, sailed, soared, sped and roamed

Then family three

Traveled much have we

You can bet the best trip yet has been the journey home


Yesterday’s prompt from The Daily Post was Journey.  The form was Limerick and device was Alliteration.  Won’t you join in with the poetry challenge?

How’d I do?




Rain Like Shards of Glass

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Tears blow angrily
Against drunken Castle Rock
Shaken but not stirred


The cork busted loose
Drenching steady Castle Rock
Like New Year’s Champagne

or (still not sold)

Rain like shards of glass
Pierced the crust of Castle Rock
All ran for cover

Which one do you like the best or none? I was searching and searching and searching for inspiration. Won’t you join us in today’s Poetry challenge through the Daily Post?  Today, it’s Water in the form of a Haiku with the device of a Simile.

Struck By Cupid’s Arrow

Cupid’s Arrow Struck Me


It came in hard and fast

And there in his beauty, he stood before me

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Ian Somerhalder in all his glory


Looking into my eyes with that sexy pirate smile

Lost in his gaze and my bewildered surprise

Not realizing all the while

I got it right between the eyes

Won’t you participate in today’s Daily Post?  Cupid’s Arrow“Cupid’s Arrow”

Breaking the law broke my spirit

Oh, I’m not gonna claim I’ve only done one thing to break the law in my young 46 years but my first break is the one that stands out the most in my mind.  I was 7 years old.  Yes, my run ins with the law started early.

My mom, brother and I were at the grocery store (I won’t name it, lest they press charges – what’s the statute on stealing?) and we never had much money (my bio-father made good money but was selfish) so we never had many sweets.  I had experienced the most delightful flavor of my life (up till that point) maybe a year before when I won a large square of Bazooka bubblegum while playing Fish at a local fair.  So when I spied the packs of Bubble Yum at the check out, it was all I could do to contain myself.

I’d never stolen anything before and believe me when I say I have not stolen a thing since, just from the sheer guilt I’ve held in my heart over the years.  Yes, over a five piece pack of gum.

Mama is piling groceries on the conveyor belt.  I don’t know what my brother is doing.  I try not to pay too much attention to him.  Brothers…  Ya know?  I casually and nonchalantly look around to see if there are any eyes on me.  I walk around a bit to see if there are bystanders to see what I am contemplating.  Then, I walk slowly past the gum, glance to make sure I am about to pick up the correct pack while also looking around with as much sly as a 7 year old burglar can qualify, pluck the pack with my thin little fingers, stick it in my britches and make sure my shirt is hanging out long enough to cover the bulge, no matter how minuscule and unnoticeable it is.  It looks to me to stick out as large as two heads popping out of the clerk’s neck.

We get home and I make sure to walk behind Mama as we go in to the trailer.  I cannot take a chance of her spotting the large wad bulging from my jeans.

I walk into my bedroom, pull the pack out, quietly hide it beneath a folded stack of shirts in my dresser drawer, and go help Mama with the groceries as the sweet little girl I am.  NOT.  I do usually help with groceries, though.

After that, I walk into my room, shut the door, pull out that pack of gum and proceed to chew every piece of gum as quickly and utterly ridiculously as my little teeth could grind.  Do you think I truly enjoyed that gum?!  Then, when I was sure everyone was asleep with their door shut, I got up in the middle of the night, dug a hole deep into the kitchen garbage and buried it there (along with my dignity), ensuring no one would ever find it, nor sense the sweet intoxicating fragrance from that juicy lusciousness.

I never got found out but that early lesson in stealing was enough punishment to keep me from ever stealing again.  In my teen years, I had a couple of friends who shoplifted but when I knew what they were up to (and I always did), I stayed my butt in the car when they went into the store.  Thankfully, those friendships were ended by me while still a teen.  At least I had some sense as a teenager.  Not much, but some.

So, today’s challenge with The Daily Post is Breaking the Law.  What’s your take on it?

What’s Worse: Too Much or Not Enough?

No Excess was yesterday’s prompt from The Daily Post.

The idea?  “Perhaps too much of everything is as bad as too little.” – Edna Ferber

Do you agree with this statement on excess?


I believe if we have been blessed with too much, it is our responsibility, our duty, to share our excess with others who have less.  Partly, the reason we were created was to share with and help others.  Each person on this earth has the ability to teach others, to learn from others, to share with others, and to love others.

Even the poor widow who only had 2 coins to offer tithed all she had to live on (Luke 20:45-21:4).  We can each learn from her generosity and selflessness.  I certainly know I can.

I believe if you don’t share your excess, it is worse having too much than not enough, as greed and selfishness is a great disease of the soul.  So, for those unsharing people, having too much is worse than having too little.  I would love to have excess, as I would give away so much more than I kept for myself.  What a wonderful thing it would be to give so much more to those who truly need it.  Though, I would settle for having just enough.  Just enough money to pay the bills and give a small amount to help others.  Just enough food to get through the week.  Just enough clothes and shoes to make it through the year.

If I had too much of anything, I’d want it to be land.  Nothing beats land and grass and trees and hills to run on, ride horses on, walk on and breathe, enjoying nature.  No big fancy shmancy house needed.  More than one bathroom would be good, though.