Brooding? Yea, I guess so.
Hi, still here? I wasn’t really captured by velociraptors….
Things are a bit hectic here. I miss visiting you all. I am working on little something new which is taking up my time (it shall be unveiled to you soon, maybe even this weekend), plus I went to the library and the books sucked me in…
Oh, and of course, HEROES is back on.
Lament Against Boxes
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Sure I Like Predictable, But Do I Get It? Not so much.
As seen at Pam’s Beannachd
Your result for The Perception Personality Image Test…
HFPS – The Humanitarian
Humanity, Foreground, Big Picture, and Shape
You perceive the world with particular attention to humanity. You focus on what’s in front of you (the foreground) and how that fits into the larger picture. You are also particularly drawn towards the shapes around you. Because of the value you place on humanity, you tend to seek out other people and get energized by being around others. You like to deal directly with whatever comes your way without dealing with speculating possibilities or outcomes you can’t control. You are in tune with all that is around you and understand your life as part of a larger whole. You prefer a structured environment within which to live and you like things to be predictable.
The Perception Personality Types:
Avast, me hearties
Today be Talk Like A Shipmate Tide,* t’ me, th’ harbingers o’ th’ celebrations o’ Fall. Me favorite time o’ voyage. This voyage I be hopin’ t’ really decorate up fer Fall an’ Halloween, but I may be a tad bit busy:
You’ll be shocked t’ know
Big changes be a’comin
Can ye say new house?
New t’ us at least
A very, very fine house
An’ ‘t has a YARD
After carefully following Wacky Mommy’s house hunting advice (who would have thunk a house that comes with its own live-in homeless person is worth LESS than others?), we made an offer on a home. Yes, a home. For me. And my family. Offer accepted and in 30 days we should commence operation Vixen’s Den Transplantation v3.0
We chose it because:
- It has a yard. Have any of you tried to live with four people and four dogs without a yard? If yes, you have my deepest sympathies.
- The living room is not flanked by a large parking lot and people can’t look in my windows.
- There is a yard. Front and back. Ladybug can run and jump and play.
- A garage! A cute, adorable one car garage for Mr. Vixen to get all his tools out from storage.
- No one lives on top of me. Most especially no one that seems to be flaying alive her children (just a wild guess based on their bloody screaming).
- Did I mention that it has a yard? With a fence? Trees? Like an “I can now plant a garden kind of yard”?
- It is still only two bedrooms, about the same square footage we are in now. But we are outside people and spend most of our time on our balcony. And now we have a yard we can be in AND a big screen room!
- We will pay less towards the mortgage than we are paying to rent right now. Because it was cheap. As in bank owned cheap.
*Today is Talk Like A Pirate Day ya lily livered scurvy cur! Click here t’ be seein’ may family all dressed up as buccanneers. For more Haiku Friday visit A Mommy Story.
Beacons Of Light
Angela at Memoirs of A Chaotic Mommy created this lovely award and gifted it to me (she explains HERE.) I have spoke often about my blog community and what it means to me.
At a time when I was lost and afraid, you lifted me up with your love, support, prayers and thoughts. Each of you took a moment of your time to reach out to me those first few days. You did so whether you felt like you knew what to say or not. You put yourselves out there, for me. And I can’t begin to tell you how much it means to me. Thanks for shining your light my way. A great big thank you again to Angela, who may not have thought that I would spread the light so far and wide, but here goes:
Ellen B, Sandy, Claudia, Jessica, DJ, Lesley, Allie, Penelope Anne, Nononsense Girl, Marlee, Flo, Susan, Jenn, Anna, Karen, Maggie, Wacky Mommy, Lisa, Chris, Eaves, Betchai, Lisa, Mrs. B, Pam, Tina, Frigga, Stine, Winter, Ivanhoe, Mimi, Lee, Eric, Storyteller, Janice, Barb, Honey Mommy, Patsy, Lilacspecs and Angela right back at you!
People who don’t get this community may never understand, but I will say it anyway: Without you, I know I would not have been able to handle this as I have.Truly.
Now I must go rest my hands….the linkage: it’s hard work.
Just How Did 22 Years Pass So Quickly?
This week’s theme/prompt is: HEADS – Recipe
For more participants in Heads or Tails click HERE.
My son has always loved camping. See:
Unfortunately, we haven’t been able to go in several years. So when he told me all he wanted for his birthday present was to go camping, I knew I better get cooking! So today I share my Recipe for a MacDougal Birthday (his birthday is TODAY!)
(be sure to click on the pictures to embiggen so you can truly appreciate mine and Bear’s photographic talent):
Take some tents (poles ARE required, if you forget them you must go back home and fetch them)
Add a large dollop of family
Stir well with horseshoes
Sparingly sprinkle in some mountain climbing (careful-don’t overdo)
Slowly add ice cold liquid until you get your desired consistency
Top with some relaxing and fireside comradery
This recipe has been tested and approved by the Birthday Boy MacDougal and his mother
A Letter To Heaven
Hey Gramps,
I am not sure why I am writing this, except I want to wish you a Happy Birthday. Since you have been gone for 10 years that probably sounds a bit strange…but I was thinking about you and so here I am, writing you a letter in heaven.
I am not exactly sure how it got to be 10 years that you have been gone. Time passes so swiftly sometimes. It seems like just yesterday that I was summoned to your bedside for the 600th time with their claim would be the last time. If they used pictures in the dictionary, I am sure yours would be the one they put under the word survivor.
You were a lot of things to a lot of people. To me you were my everything. You and Grandma. You were a man of insurmountable love, a thinker, a reader, a listener and one of the best huggers I have ever met in my life. Your hugs could cure a broken heart, heal all wounds, and make anyone feel like they were on top of the world.
So, maybe I do know why I am writing this and probably you do too. Today it is your birthday. Today is also the day that MacD had chosen to have his baby. They gave him a window of time and he chose this day. Because of you. He remembers your hugs and he adores/worships/loves Grandma and wanted to honor you. After you were gone, when MacD turned 18 he had deep and serious discussion with Grandma about legally changing his last name to yours. He wanted you to have little baby boys to carry on your name directly. That is how much he loved and respected you.
So, back to the why am I writing you. The truth is I am thinking of you. Quite a bit lately. I’ve wanted to call you. Chat some and ask you a bunch of questions about something I am doing right now that I know you are an expert in. But I can’t call you. And today should have been Collin’s birthday instead of 8/9.
I know you are there with Collin. I am quite confident that you are taking excellent care of him. But I wanted to ask favor from you for this silly, mortal soul on earth. I want Collin to know how much he is loved, missed, and mourned. Just like you are. I want, no I need, you to give him one of your hugs. Your love-filled, full-force, manly hugs. Tell him I told you to do it. Because a hug from you embodies all the love I ever felt for my babies and for my grandbabies. And if I could give Collin one gift, it would be the gift of a real hug. A farkle family hug. The kind of hug that makes the worst things in life go away for a moment because of the real, abiding, and deep love that is our family. You were really, really good at those kind of hugs. So give him one from me. And then go celebrate your ‘earth’ birthday, tuck him under your arm, and share with him our love.
Find the Vixen
For Realz
Spread The Frenzy
Barked Back