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Taking a Walk on The Dark Side

Hello, People!

Today I’m going to let you see a bit of the dark side of me. My friend Mer, over at Knocked over by a feather did a post recently where she answered some dark questions she found on a different website. So today I thought I would answer some questions of my own.

I think everyone has a dark side. A part of them that is capable of dark deeds. Not necessarily evil or bad deeds just acts that you wouldn’t normally do or sometimes things that you would never think you would ever do. Life has a way of testing you…how much you can handle…how dark you can get to survive.

Most of us would shock ourselves in what we would be willing to do if we were forced to make a decision. If it was a ‘you or them’ situation. I’m going to try to be as honest as I can with the answers. Truthfully, though…One never knows what a person is capable of until the choices are in front of you in a real life drama but I will do my best.

The questions come from this website….here.

 

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Would you rather know the date of your death or the cause of your death?

I think I would rather know the date rather than the cause. That way I could live my life to the fullest which I should be doing anyway, I know, but knowing the date somehow would make it more real.

Do you like the taste of blood?

Um, no! I would make a terrible vampire. I hate the coppery taste.

Would you rather bleed out or be set on fire?

Well, neither really but if I had to choose let me bleed out as I understand it’s fairly painless. You basically get really tired and then go into a permanent sleep. Sounds a whole lot better than being a crispy critter.

What would you do to defend yourself if someone broke into your house?

I always have a plan in the back of my head of what to do in case of emergencies. One for fire, one for break-ins. I usually have something in each room that can be used as a weapon. You might be surprised what things can be used as a weapon. When I lived in Texas I had guns. I’m an excellent markswoman. I usually hit what I aim at. Now that I live in Canada, I don’t have a gun. In my bedroom I have a metal pole, which can be lethal if used right. As for what would I do….well I already know what I would do as it has happened to me before. I would fight and I would fight dirty and would hurt the person who broke in if possible. I’ve shot at people who attempted to break in. I’ve set dogs on people who wanted to break in. I would not hesitate to hurt someone. I might be old and a small woman but believe me I know what I am capable of.

If someone you loved committed a gruesome murder, would you help them cover it up?

It depends on the circumstances. Was the person they killed a bad person? Were they trying to kill the person I loved first? Was it self-defense? Either way, probably not. It’s hard to get away with killing someone. Easier to give yourself up and just confess then try to get away with it.

If you were trapped on an island, would you rather resort to cannibalism or die of starvation?

If I had any other choice I would rather not do either. Truthfully, this is one of those questions that you can’t really know the answer to until you are in that situation. Sure, you might be grossed out at the thought of eating another human being but when you are starving you would be amazed at what you would eat to survive. I’d like to think I wouldn’t eat another human being just to live…but I might, as the survival instinct is very strong in me and I know this. There are very few islands that have no living creatures on them in some form, also, you are surrounded by water with fish and stuff in it. I would hope I’m smart and resourceful enough not to have to resort to cannibalism.

Have you ever seen a ghost, a spaceship, or anything else you couldn’t rationally explain?

Yes. As many of my long-term readers know, I’ve seen ghosts. In fact, I live with one. So no big deal. I’ve also seen things that I can’t explain. That doesn’t make them any less real. My life has been full of unexplained phenomenon. I’m weird that way.

Have you ever had a dream about killing someone?

Oh yeah, lots of times. I would dream of how, when, where, and how much I would enjoy it. It would be extremely painful for them too. If anyone has been abused in their life, they have dreamed of killing someone.

If you came back as a ghost, whose life would you make a living hell?

I think I had an evil smile when I read this one. I have a list. If there is any way I CAN come back I am. (insert evil laugh here)

If you could ask the devil a question, what would it be?

What the hell is wrong with you???

 

 

 

Hope you enjoyed this post. I should have saved it for Halloween…….

What would some of your answers be? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Free Book and Catching Up

Hello, People!

Hope everyone is having a great Friday. The kids are back in school and fall is in the air. At least here it is. Autumn has one foot in the door and soon both feet will be firmly planted in my little corner of Canada.

The sky is a deeper blue and the trees have started to change. Speaking of trees. Can a person mourn a tree? I ask because I think I am. The neighbors had a beautiful huge tree in their yard and it was cut down the other day.

I loved that tree.

I mourn for thee!

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I don’t know why they cut it down. Well, to be precise, the neighbors didn’t cut it down as we who live in this mobile home park don’t own the land we live on. We rent it. We own the houses but we don’t own the land. The owner had the wonderful tree cut down. I don’t think it was sick. At least it didn’t look sick to my layman’s eyes. It was tall and majestic with lots of leaves. It wasn’t losing branches, even in the strong winds we got. At least not that I noticed.

Now it’s gone. I’m sad that it’s gone. I loved watching the birds flutter in and out of its branches. The leaves turned a majestic gold in the Autumn. I mourn that tree. It seemed such a waste to cut it down.

Moving on.

My friend Mer and I have started a new blog. I’m sure you’ve noticed me repost from it this week. The Thrifty Divas is a blog that we hope will help people on a budget like we are. We plan on having tips on buying on a budget, recipes, and other fun stuff. Give us a read if you haven’t already. It’s going to be a blog for those of us that are poor but proud. We all need help with living well on little. Come join us!

Today Mer has a great post on ‘5 Things to do with 5 bucks’.

Other news.

Today through Monday my book A Case of Deceit is free on Kindle! It’s my birthday Monday the 12th and I thought I would once again offer my book for free to everyone. Just click on the sidebar on the book and it’ll take you straight to Amazon where you can order it for free. Enjoy and please…..if you do read it please leave a review! Even a short one will do. Thanks!

 

 

Do you have plans for the weekend? Let me know! I’m nosy that way.😉

 

 

 

 

Is Buying in Bulk Worth It?

My first post on The Thrifty Divas! What to buy in bulk and is it a good idea? Read it here and let me know what you think!

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Is buying in bulk worth it? Simple answer…Yes and no.

Buying some things in bulk is well worth it. Some other things not so much. As to what to buy, well, meat is good to buy in bulk. Especially since that’s one of the biggest costs in a family’s food budget.

Can stuff is great to buy in bulk. I have two big shelves in my mud room full of can foods. From soups to vegetables, I have them.

I realize better than most that buying ‘extra’ food is hard for lots of people. The budget will only stretch so far. I know. I get that. BUT……if you figure in your budget to buy extra once a shopping trip, you’ll have that pantry filled up in no time with extras.

And it won’t break the budget to do so.

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Bedsheets on a Budget

My partner in crime….or should I say my partner in poorness has a great idea about where to purchase your bedsheets! Go take a look.

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I haven’t paid full price for bed sheets in at least ten years, because I buy them at the thrift store for less than $2 dollars. I know that to some people it might seem disgusting to lay down on used sheets at night, but think about it like this…

You check into a hotel. Exhausted after a day of traveling, you slip into the bed you paid good money to sleep in, just like the people who booked the room before you.

Those sheets you’re on? They have been washed (hopefully) in hot water and soap. Possibly even bleach, if they are white. Or that fancy bleach they sell that doesn’t ruin colors. I forget what they call it.

Plus, like an old pair of jeans, they have lost the stiffness and scratchiness, now as soft as the fur of a kitten.

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Wednesday Whatever!

Wednesday

 

 

This week  has been a week of reflection. Today is only Wednesday so I imagine the rest of the week will be much the same.

I know I haven’t posted much this month. I took an unplanned month off of writing, of posting, of doing much of anything, really. I can’t even blame it on an active social life, as I don’t have one. All my friends are online. I don’t have anyone here that I go out for coffee with, that I go shopping with, that I just hang with. I hang with my computer, my dog Sam and sometimes the husband.

Don’t feel sorry for me. I don’t feel as if I’m missing out. At one time I had all those things. Good friends that I had coffee with, shopped with, or just hung out with. So I know what it’s like to have all that. It might seem strange to you that I much prefer how I am now. Today. Right this minute. On my computer typing out words that my friends will read.

Do I ever get lonely? You might ask that. The short answer…No. No, I very rarely get lonely. I enjoy my solitary lifestyle. It’s not for everyone. The husband hates being alone. In fact, he gets depressed if he’s alone for too long. He enjoys people. Being with people, talking, joking, laughing, drinking, whatever he and his friends do together. He enjoys that interaction and he misses it when he doesn’t get it. He is the type of person who needs other people around, he thrives on it. Unfortunately, since he got so sick and can’t do much physically his ‘friends’ have faded into the background.

This hurts him. He doesn’t understand it.

I do. Sort of.

The past year or so has been rough. Hell, the past four years have been rough. I don’t feel sorry for myself. It has shown me just how strong I can be. That’s always a good thing.

When my mom died at the end of May it hit hard. Not because my mom and I were best friends or that we had a tight bond. We weren’t and we didn’t. My mom and I had a rocky relationship since the day I was born. That’s ok. She taught me how to be strong and how to be my own woman. I guess you could say she taught me the true meaning of ‘tough love’. It was tough to love her. But I did. I just didn’t always like her. Or her me.

A few people know I have written my autobiography. I haven’t published it. I wouldn’t publish it while my mother was still alive. Now that she’s gone? I probably still won’t publish it. Not yet. Maybe never. It’s not pretty. I’m not even sure if it would have a happy ending. Because my life is still ongoing. For now.

The writings have a lot of my mom in them. She was never the hug you, compliment you, tell you she loves you type of mother. I never heard those words from her. “I love you.” Never. Not once. My sister and I had a conversation the other week and we discussed our mother and never hearing those words from her. It bothers my sister. It doesn’t bother me. Why? Because I accept that was the kind of woman my mother was. My sister has a harder time accepting that. That’s her right. I don’t try to persuade her otherwise.

The only time I heard my mother say, “I’m sorry” was for something she never did. Which seems strange, as she did plenty. Yet, the only time I heard her apologize to me was for something that was never in her control. My sexual abuse. She never even knew about it until I was an adult. Then she had to ask me outright if I was abused by the person who abused me for years. I told her the truth. That I was. She cried and kept telling me she was sorry.

I told her she had nothing to be sorry for in that instance. It wasn’t her fault. I couldn’t tell her when I was a child and it was happening. And later. Well, what was the point of hurting her so much? So I said nothing. Until she asked me.

My mother was who she was. I am who I am. So we never mentioned it again.

So many memories surfaced when my mother died. Then I received a box from my sister this week. It was filled with memories. With pictures and items from my mother’s house. I looked at all those pictures. Some of so very long ago. Of me. My mother. My dad. And I became reflective.

I called my sister and thanked her for the pictures. As I didn’t have any before that. Not a one. The reason why is another long story I might tell some day. Again. As it’s already a part of my autobiography.  And again, it’s a story of me and my mother.

So, I guess, in a long about way, I’m saying why I took an unplanned month off from blogging. Life’s memories got in the way. Mix that in with just being tired to the bone and you have the recipe for doing nothing. Or almost nothing. For a month.

I’m catching my breath back again. With the help of my friends. Here. Now. You. I will be ok.

Thank you.

 

Welcome to the Thrifty Divas!

Hello people! Come over and visit my new blog that I have started with my friend Mer! We are the ‘Thrifty Divas’!! Come and say hi and give us a follow if you want to learn how we live well on very little.🙂 Or just come over and give us a wave!

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Hi! This is a new blog dedicated to living thrifty.

We’d like to introduce ourselves.

Jackie P:

Hello people! My name is Jackie P and I’m poor. I was born poor and I’m still poor. So I like to think of myself as an expert in living nicely on little. It can be done.
My friend Mer and I have talked a long time about doing a blog about how to live well while being short of money. Now it’s becoming a reality.
I’ve learned how to budget. I am the budgeting queen! I have had many years on which to learn. It’s not so bad. I mean sure, I would love to have unlimited funds. Who wouldn’t? Unless I win the lottery that just is NOT going to happen.
So I deal with it. And so can you!
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For National Dog Day

I’m sure you know by now that today is National Dog Day. So in honor of today here is my favorite dog and best buddy……Sam the Man, Sammy, Sam, Baby Boy…etc……

 

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Sam (c) JLPhillips 2013

 

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Sam inside his box

 

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(c) JLPhillips 2013, Sam

 

 

 

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