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Truth or Fiction

Welcome, everyone! Last week’s story seemed to be a mind game as only one person guessed right. It was FICTION. Yeah, I wish it had been true. I’ve always wanted to stay in a big fancy haunted house but I haven’t. One person, Bill, did pick up that the main character grew up in a place that was haunted, just as I did. So good on you, Bill! Unfortunately, that was the only truth in the whole story and really, I didn’t put it there intentionally. Just seemed a good addition to the story.

Now let’s get going on the next edition of Truth or Fiction. Is it true or a figment of my imagination?

 

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Giving a Helping Hand

 

Her dog Molly kept pacing the living room and whining. She shushed her once but the pacing just got more frantic. What on earth was wrong with the dog? Molly was usually such a good companion and would lay quietly at her feet but not today. She’d never get those columns of numbers added right with Molly distracting her.

“What is it, Molly? What’s wrong?”

Molly faced the front door and whined. Maybe she needed to go out? Sighing heavily, she pushed herself out of her chair and opened the front door. The sunshine blinded her for a minute and the heat of the afternoon surrounded her, making her instantly regret leaving the air conditioning behind as the door closed behind her.

She hoped Molly wouldn’t take too long to finish her personal business as she needed to get those numbers added and the account books finished for her favorite client. Accounting paid the bills and playing with numbers was always fun.

She smiled as she looked around for Molly. The countryside was brown and dry but the trees still showed a bit of green. This summer had been unduly hot and dry and the usual beauty of the surrounding fields and trees were dulled with brown grasses slowly dying of thirst. She moved to the country after her divorce. It was just her and Molly, her German Shepherd and constant companion. She enjoyed the quiet of the country after the heartbreak she endured in the city last year. Here, she was able to heal and even grow happy again. Just her and Molly.

Thinking of Molly…where was she? Looking around her ears finally picked up the sound of a cow lowing. She knew a ranch owned the fields next to her and they ran cows on them. She had to teach Molly not to be afraid of the cows when she first moved here. Now Molly usually ignored them. They weren’t fun to play with. As she scanned the field for Molly the mooing of the cow seemed more frantic. Almost painful.

Under a large tree, she spotted Molly, once again frantically pacing back and forth in front of a large mound. No, wait, it wasn’t just a mound it was a heifer. She was laying down and making those awful, pain filled mooing sounds. She called for Molly but the dog refused to leave the cow’s side. Something must be wrong, she thought. Molly was acting frantic and the sounds coming from the cow were almost sounding like screams.

Scrabbling over the wooden fence dividing her front yard from the field she ran to where Molly and cow were. What she saw made her suck in her breath and widen her eyes. The cow was laying on her side, her belly swollen huge with pregnancy. She could see the distress in the cows’ eyes as she once again let out that distressing moo/scream. Even to her untrained eye, she could see the heifer was trying to deliver her calf but something was wrong.

She needed to call someone. Who? She couldn’t just leave the poor suffering animal to die. Something was wrong with the birth and she needed help desperately. When the cow gave another loud moo and turned her head to look at her, she could see the pleading in its eyes. She needed to do something fast. The cow didn’t have time to wait for someone. She needed help now!

“Think girl, think! What should I do?”

Then she remembered an article she read a long time ago. When she was much younger she thought about becoming a vet and so she read anything she could on animal care and what should be done if a dog was having a breech birth. She was certain this is what was happening to the cow. The calf needed to be turned so it could come out the right way.

She thought, “Well, a birth is a birth, it can’t be that different from a dog could it?” 

Racing back to the house she wondered what she could use as a lubricant. She needed to stick her hand inside the cow and turn the calf. It wasn’t going to be easy but she had to try. Coming to stop inside the kitchen she frantically looked around. Butter? She didn’t have enough. Her eye fell on the brand new bottle of dishwashing liquid. That would make her hand slippery! She grabbed the bottle and a spare bath towel she had left over the kitchen chair earlier that day and sped back to the cow and Molly.

Molly hadn’t left the cow’s side. It was as if she knew what was going on and knew the cow needed her. Molly laid next to the cow and whined comfort to it.

“Good girl Molly. You keep comforting her while I see what I can do on this end.”

Taking a deep breath she quickly opened the bottle of dishwashing soap and spread a thick layer over her arms and hands. She tried to ignore the large strong hoofs and the sticky puddle of blood as she slowly shoved one hand into the cow. She could feel the calf and yes she had guessed right. It was a breech birth. The calf needed to be turned. It should come out head and front feet first and this one was turned just enough it wasn’t coming out that way.

She was going to need both hands to turn the calf. She wasn’t strong enough one-armed to do it. The cow seemed to know she was trying to help as the mooing stopped and the cow lay still, only once lifting her head to look at her. As if saying, “You can do this.”

Slipping her other arm inside she managed to find the front legs and grasp them. She didn’t need to move them far just a few inches to the side to line them up to the opening so hopefully, the mother had enough energy to push it out.

She felt the head and the front legs and gave a tug on the legs. At first, she didn’t think it was going to work, but then with one great effort, the mother cow pushed while she tugged and suddenly she had a newborn calf in her lap. She took the bath towel and wiped the gunk from the calf’s eyes, nostrils and mouth so it could breathe. Normally, the mother did this but this mother was too tired and so appreciated the help.

She didn’t know she was crying until Molly came over and first licked her tears then started to lick the calf. Those had to have been the most intense, emotional minutes of her life. She dragged the calf who was laying on the towel over to the mother’s head to show her that her baby was alive and well. The mom started licking it and making snuffling sounds.

“Come on Molly. We still need to call the rancher and let him know what happened so he can check up on mother and baby. Plus I need a shower.” 

Later that day the rancher stopped by to thank her for helping the cow and to let her know that both were healthy and fit.

“Well, Molly. A good deed was done today. Let’s just hope there will be no repeat!”

 

 

 

 

Ok, folks. Was this based on truth? Or was it a complete piece of fiction? What would you have done if you came across an animal in need like in the story?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Posted in Cee's Share Your World, Mi Vida Loca, questions and answers

Share Your World ~~~ Sept. 11, 2017

Hello from smokey Alberta Canada! Yeah, we got smoke coming from all over with the grass fires. Where I am we have them south, west, north, and northwest of us. One is getting closer. It’s been so hot and dry this summer. We need rain, so if you got some to spare, send it my way!

On to more pleasant news and a completely selfish note…..It’s my birthday today! (Sept. 12) Hey, I’ll promote myself….I’m not that way. LOL

Now on with Cee’s Share Your World!

Would you want $200,000 right now or $250,000 in a year? It’s safe to assume all money is tax-free.

Honestly, as broke as I am, I’d take the 200,000 now. Also, as old as I am now I might not be around next year. ha! I need to redo my bathroom. There seems to be a leak somewhere under the tub and it all has to be torn out and replaced and I can’t afford to do it. So, yeah, I’ll take 200,000 now.

 

Is it more important to love or be loved?

How can a simple question be so complicated? Hmmmm. I’m thinking it’s more important to love. I know I can manage without being loved in return. Been there, done that. For me, I have to love someone or something. Like my dog Sam. I have a lot of love stored up and I need to give it. It helps me become a better person as a whole being.

 

List things that represent abundance to you.

I’ve been poor most of my life, on the verge of being homeless once too often. So abundance to me is a roof over my head that I can afford to pay for. Heat in the winter. My animals. My friends. Having enough food in the house so we don’t go hungry. (There was a time when that was not possible) So abundance to me is having these things.

What inspired you this past week?  Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.

The resilience of human beings. Knock us down 100 times and we’ll get up 101 times. Mother Nature did it’s damnedest this past couple of weeks to test us, with hurricanes, floods, fires, and earthquakes and we still get up again, help each other out, and keep moving forward. No matter how many others want to keep us down, whether it be mother nature or other men, we will come back fighting and stronger than ever. (Take note you despots of the world)

 

 

 

Everyone who was in the hurricanes or in the path of the many, many fires….stay safe, stay strong and reach out. There is always someone willing to help.

 

 

Posted in Cee's Share Your World, Mi Vida Loca, questions and answers

Share Your World ~~~ August 28, 2017

Sending lots of love and light to Texans who have been hit by the hurricane. May you all stay safe.

Cee is back from her mini vacation so here is this week’s edition of Share Your World. 

What would constitute a “perfect” day for you?

A day with no pain….of course that would probably mean I died, so let’s skip that, shall we?

Ok, instead let’s go with a rainy day that I can snuggle down with a hot cup of coffee and listen to the drops hitting the roof. Quiet, peaceful and stress-free. Ahhhhhh. No TV blaring, no one talking, just being in the moment.

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Complete this sentence: My favorite place in the whole world…..

Is in a home in the woods. Where the deer scamper and bees buzz, butterflies float with the breeze. Quiet and peaceful and full of nature. With a small lake full of jumping fish and playful dragonflies skimming the water. I know this place exists somewhere. I’ve been to places that were close to this perfection. I’m willing to go and test out places to fit my preferences.

Who was your best friend in elementary school (prior to age 12)?

Gloria Holt. She was a distant relative I found out later. We went to grade school together and were best friends for years. Unfortunately, she came to a bad end I found out later. We drifted apart when we moved out of the neighborhood and I saw here years later on a bus of all things. I’m not sure she recognized me but I sure recognized her. She was working the streets back then, hooked on drugs after being sexually abused as a kid. I never knew she was being abused as she didn’t know I was. We never discussed it. I thought it was just so heartbreaking for her to deal that way with the abuse. Could have easily been me, I suppose. I just choose not to go down that destructive road.

What inspired you this past week?  Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination. 

People might fuss, fight and feud but when the times get tough they do work together for the greater good. People in Texas are known for standing up for their convictions, whether good or bad and fighting for them. But when the hurricane caused so much damage they came together as a united people to help others. THAT is what keeps my faith in humanity.

 

 

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Share Your World ~~~ May 29, 2017

Another week, another Share Your World post. Hey, at least I manage this one yet. I haven’t been posting much at all lately. Sorry about that. Yesterday I had a huge worry lifted off my shoulders so I’m hoping with that out of the way I can get back to some sort of writing schedule again. Cross your fingers.

Now on with this week’s questions and answers!

 

What is the most famous landmark or building you have ever seen?

Wow, I had to really think on this one. I’ve visited the Alamo. Various state capitals. That’s about it. When I travel or when I used to travel I didn’t want to spend it sightseeing. I spent it in the woods with nature. I haven’t seen a lot of famous landmarks or buildings. Eh, don’t think I’m missing much. Nature beats them every time.

Do you like long vacation or lots of mini-vacations?

I prefer mini-vacations. I always did. Not that I have had one in a very long time. Now, with the husband being in such bad shape we don’t go or do anything. Which is ok. I did a lot of traveling and moving when I was younger. I’m quite content to stay home now.

What is your favorite National or State Park?

When I was in my early 20’s I went camping in state parks all the time. Every vacation from work we would pack up her car, attach our bikes and off we would go for a couple of weeks exploring state parks in Wisconsin, Illinois, Ohio, and Michigan. It was great fun back then. A different time.

All the state parks we visited were beautiful. I couldn’t really pick a favorite.

What is your fantasy vacation?

Spending time in the woods in a small cabin by a lake. Or, rent a treehouse and staying for about a week. Living in a tree. Wouldn’t that be something? I would love it! There are lots more around Canada and the US then I thought. I’m sure they are in other countries as well.

 

 

 

 

Hope everyone is having a wonderful day!

 

 

 

Posted in Humor, postaday

I’m Sore and Tired of Shoveling!!

Good day, People!

As you could probably tell by my title, I’ve been shoveling snow all weekend. Southern Alberta was hit with a snow storm this weekend. It snowed damn near for all of the last two days.

So yes, I’m sore and tired of shoveling this crap! So, I thought it would be a good day to re-post one of my funnier posts. It’s all about snow and shoveling and stuff……

 

Diary of a Snow Shoveler

December 8 – 6:00 PM

It started to snow.  The first snow of the season and  I took my cocktails and sat for hours by the window watching the huge soft flakes drift down from heaven. It looked like a Grandma Moses Print.  So romantic.  I love snow!

December 9

I woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering every inch of the landscape.  What a fantastic sight!  Can there be a more lovely place in the whole world?  Moving here was the best idea I’ve ever had!  Shoveled for the first time in years and felt young again.  I did both the driveway and the sidewalks.  This afternoon the snowplow came along and covered up the sidewalks and closed in the driveway, so I got to shovel again.  What a perfect life!

December 12

The sun has melted all our lovely snow.  Such a disappointment!  My neighbor tells me not to worry- we’ll definitely have a white Christmas.  No snow on Christmas would be awful!  Bob says we’ll have so much snow by the end of winter that I’ll never want to see snow again.  I don’t think that’s possible.  Bob is such a nice man, I’m glad he’s my neighbor.

December 14

Snow, lovely snow!  8 inches last night.  The temperature dropped to  -20 F.  The cold makes everything sparkle so.  The wind took my breath away, but I warmed up by shoveling the driveway and sidewalks.  This is the life!  The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again.  I didn’t realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I’ll certainly get back in shape this way.  I wish l wouldn’t huff and puff so.

December 15

20 inches forecast.  Sold my van and bought a 4×4 Blazer and 2 extra shovels.  Stocked the freezer.  I thought about a wood stove in case the electricity goes out.  Then thought that’s silly.  We aren’t in Alaska, after all.

December 16

Ice storm this morning.  Fell on my butt on the ice in the driveway putting down salt. Hurt like hell.  The neighbor laughed for an hour, which I think was very cruel.

December 17

Still way below freezing.  Roads are too icy to go anywhere.

Electricity was off for 5 hours.  I had to pile the blankets on to stay warm.  Nothing to do but stare at the wall.  Guess I should’ve bought a wood stove.   I can’t believe I’m freezing to death in my own living room.

December 20

Electricity’s back on but had another 14 inches of the damn stuff last night.  More shoveling!  Took all day.  The damn snowplow came by twice.  Tried to find a neighbor kid to shovel, but they said they’re too busy playing hockey.  I think they’re lying.  Called the only hardware store around to see about buying a snow blower and they’re out.  Might have another shipment in March.  I think they’re lying.  Bob says I have to shovel or the city will have it done and bill me.  I think he’s lying.

December 22

Bob was right about a white Christmas because 13 more inches of the white sh*t fell today, and it’s so cold, it probably won’t melt till August.  Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to shovel and then I had to piss.  By the time I got undressed, pissed and dressed again.  I was too tired to shovel. Tried to hire Bob who has a plow on his truck for the rest of the winter, but he says he’s too busy.  I think the  *sshole is lying.

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December 23

Only 2 inches of snow today.  And it warmed up to 0. Thought about decorating the front of the house today.  Am I nuts?!!  Why didn’t I do it a month ago??!  

December 24

6 inches – Snow packed so hard by snowplow, l broke the shovel.

Thought I was having a heart attack.  If I ever catch the son of a bitch who drives that snow plow, I’ll drag him through the snow by his balls and beat him to death with my broken shovel.  I know he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling and then he comes down the street at 100 miles an hour and throws snow all over where I’ve just been!  Tonight the family wanted me to sing Christmas carols with them and open our presents, but I was too busy watching for the damn snowplow.

December 25

Merry Christmas! 20 more inches of the damn slop tonight –

Snowed in. The idea of shoveling makes my blood boil. God, I hate

the snow!  Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation and I hit him over the head with my shovel.  The neighbor says I have a bad attitude. I think he’s a fricking idiot.  If I have to watch “It’s A Wonderful Life” one more time, I’m going to scream.

December 26

Still snowed in.  Why the hell did I ever move here?  

December 27

Temperature dropped to – 30 and the pipes froze; plumber came after 14 hours of waiting for him, he only charged me $1,400 to replace all my pipes.

December 28

Warmed up to above -20.   Still snowed in.  The neighbor is driving me crazy!!!

December 29

10 more inches.  Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it could cave in.  That’s the silliest thing I ever heard.  How dumb does he think I am?

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December 30

Roof caved in.  I beat up the snow plow driver, and now he is suing me for a million dollars, not only the beating I gave him but also for trying to shove the broken snow shovel up his ass.    Nine more inches predicted.

 

December 31

I set fire to what’s left of the house. No more shoveling.

 

January 8

Feel so good.  I just love those little white pills they keep giving me.  

Why am I tied to the bed?

Posted in My Incomplete List of Small Pleasures, nonfiction

My Incomplete List of Small Pleasures ~~ November 10, 2016

Hello, People!

This has been a tough week for many people, like my friends in the states, as it was election week. Whew! That one was certainly one for the books, eh?

I’ve been reading so many posts on here and Facebook that are full of disappointment, fear, and anger. Friends are arguing, family members are fighting and even strangers are blasting each other.

Nothing new for Facebook users I’m afraid, but I’ve sensed this underlying thread of something….not sure if it’s just fear or something more. Uncertainty I think.

A huge uncertainty for the future of many people.

Now this is not going to be a political post. I don’t do those. Was I disappointed in the election? Yes, I was. I’m a United States Citizen, living in Canada. I love both countries. I think what a lot of people fail to see is this……One man can not run the country. Even if he has a god complex. That’s just not how it works.

Anything he wants to do has to be approved by many. That’s how democracy works. The only thing that gives me hope is that the man will have many more “handlers” now than in civilian life.

Now, me, I wonder how he plans to redecorate the white house? Hmm, will it turn out to be the ‘Gold House’? 😉

That’s about as political as I will ever get. Enough said on that subject. Let’s move on to my list…….

The Incomplete

Sunshine ~~ Ah, even when I feel bad, as long as the sun is shining I have hope that things will get better.

Friends ~~ I love my friends. They cheer me up, make me laugh, and make me feel like I belong.

My dog Sam ~~ A day without Sam would be a dark day indeed. How so much love can be inside a small eight-pound bundle of fur is beyond me. He accepts me at my worst and cuddles me until I’m ‘me’ again. I love this little dog so much.

Sweet smelling candles ~~ A flickering light, tantalizing fragrance, a feeling of zen, right in my own little room. Blissful.

My stubbornness ~~ It makes me get up and do things even when I feel like crap. It keeps me moving. Otherwise, I’m afraid I would lay down and never get back up some days.

Other people’s talents ~~ There are so many talented people out there. Writers that make me strive to be a better writer. Singers who make me feel each line. Poets who make me appreciate that written word. Artists who make me smile with their drawings, paintings, and carvings.

Beauty in this world ~~ Which there is plenty of it if one looks for it. Take a look around and then try to tell me I’m wrong. No matter how bleak things can look there is always a beauty close by. It might be hidden but you can see it if you try.

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Tell me something that gives you pleasure. 

 

 

 

 

 

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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!
I mourn for thee!

 

 

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. 😉

 

 

 

 

Posted in Mi Vida Loca, My Incomplete List of Small Pleasures, nonfiction, postaday

My Incomplete List of Small Pleasures ~~~ May 9, 2016

This is an ongoing list I do every now and then. It helps to remind myself that no matter how bad a day I’m having or what worries I have, there are still small pleasures to be found. I just have to look for them.

Feel free to make a list of your own. Let me know if you do by linking to this one. Thank you and I hope everyone has a wonderful week.

 

The Incomplete

 

 

It’s raining here in Alberta, Canada. Finally, we are getting much-needed and wanted moisture from Mother Nature. This is especially welcome news for the Fort McMurray wildfire that has been burning out of control for days now. My heart goes out to all the people affected. If you haven’t heard, more than *80,000 people have been evacuated from Fort McMurray. It’s burned more than *1600 square Kilometers (994 miles) and still going strong. If anyone is interested in donating to the Red Cross to help these Canadians here is the number to call, 1-800-418-1111. (Fort McMurray is about a nine-hour drive north from me.)

Friends who make me smile. I have some of the best friends in the world. I have yet to meet them face to face but I still consider them my best friends. They listen to me whine and bitch and manage to keep me from sinking into the deep black hole of depression with their sense of humor. I’m a better person for them being in my life.

My mom. She is the strongest woman I know.

Electric screwdrivers. Ha! Bet you never expected that one! I put up some mini blinds and it was nice to have one of these babies to help.

Writing. It saves my sanity some days.

Doctors who listen. Finally got the husbands chemo dose lowered. Maybe he will be able to tolerate it now. Only two more months to go.

People who have great hearts. It got hot here last week. I mean hotter than it should be for the beginning of May. It was 90 something in the house. I turned on the air and it didn’t work. Nothing. Nada. Called a friend who sent over another friend who works on them for a living. He was over that night and fixed it. Didn’t charge us anything. Said we could buy him a beer one day. (It was the same kind man who fixed our furnace this past winter) There really are good people out there.

Good neighbors. A neighbor kid, (well I say kid but he’s probably twenty something) cut our grass the other day. I was worried how I was going to get it cut as of course there is no way the husband can do it. I can’t either with my bad knee and asthma. Asked the neighbor kid and he said he would do it. Which he did. Unfortunately, he’s leaving here soon, otherwise, he said he would do it all summer. He has the cutest  man bun too. haha!

Black jelly beans. They are my favorite as they used to be my dads. I can’t have them often but when I do……nom, nom, yum.

 

 

*from this news site…..here.