tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3955048692172319332024-03-13T15:14:19.450-04:00Random RantsReneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-28748785263348928682019-06-10T04:43:00.000-04:002019-06-10T04:43:13.677-04:00Achoo! Wow, It Got Dusty in Here!<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Hello dusty old blog, and those few that still get the notices, or if you do...take a peek. It's been a long time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">My muse, my writing friend has been absent, Tonight she has returned at least for a short while, so I'm hurrying before she escapes again,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I've spent my evening watching an adorable murder mystery on Netflix; my new habit. At least occasionally. And then <i>She</i> arrived with a message.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I am me again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I spent thirty years being Gene's wife. Suppressing Renee. That's not to say I wasn't happy, or at least content, But I held me in check. Not watching silly shows. Not staying up too late. Not having a Jack & Pepsi after a long day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Because Gene's wife needed to be a certain way.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She didn't have an adult beverage for no reason. Because alcoholism runs in her family and would evoke a concern of becoming her mother.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She wouldn't watch exactly what she wanted to, because it showed she had her own tastes and they may be different than expected. Or approved of.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">That doesn't mean I did not love the man. I did, tremendously. I loved him enough to rearrange myself to his specifications, And I do miss him sometimes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">However, I spent thirty years missing something else.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I didn't even realize how much I missed that person.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The one that wore make-up and jewelry daily.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The one that randomly listened to heavy metal. Followed by pop rock. Then music passed on by Gramma.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The one that didn't button the very top button of her shirts.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">That stayed up watching television or reading or crocheting until three in the morning because she felt like it. Because there was no need to get up early and interact.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The natural loner that is totally comfortable talking to herself, her pets, and yes...the appliances. And once in a while, conversing with her departed husband,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And so...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">During this not quite a year since his passing, I've filled my time working. And watching exactly what I want,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And having an occasional adult beverage (with the knowledge of a genetic predisposition.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Dressing to feel pretty. And pulling the giant hoop earrings out of hibernation and wearing them with determination of a 62 year old woman that will do as she pleases. And buying ALL the make-up to remember how to use it. (Because inside I am still 16 and will put on red lipstick for the pure joy of leaving it on the rim of my coffe cup!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So don't be surprised by anything that shows up here. Sometimes the words just fall out of my fingers (and my mouth.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Because Renee is back.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">With a broadsword at her hip, a snark on her lips, and a glint in her eyes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Time to saddle up the dragon and take flight!</span><br />
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Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-36070259678027749732016-01-06T06:30:00.000-05:002016-01-06T06:30:04.290-05:00Published for the First TimeI had a bit of excitement this week.<br />
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No, I had a TON of excitement!! I had my very first actual published piece!<br />
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It is a bit of Christmas tradition memoir. I entered the Sparkle and Shine contest at <a href="http://ourwriteside.com/">Our Write Side</a>. This site is my go to for weekly word prompts and tremendous support. They offer many types of author help.<br />
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Anyway. I entered my story, and I was a winner!<br />
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My story is published in their <a href="http://ourwriteside.com/our-write-side-new-year-newsletter/">Steampunk New Year's Newsletter</a>. Take a look! There are a lot of good holiday stories by many great authors.<br />
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It was done with minimal technology. I wrote all the names on slips of paper, wadded them up, and threw them on top of my current crochet project.<br />
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Over the course of an hour I blindly reached for a crumpled bit and unfolded. I did this three times, because...three winners.<br />
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Since I use blogger as opposed to the wildly popular and evidently more user friendly WordPress, I have no idea how to get in touch with two of those winners.<br />
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They'll have to find me. Or perhaps I'll have the author track them down, she is the one who has to mail those crisp copies out.<br />
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In the meantime, I will simply type randomness as I consider my next attempt to locate and inform the winners.<br />
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I crocheted a briefcase for the grandson. (He will not be required to carry it in public.)<br />
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I need to get on the tree thing, I only have one so far this year. That is unacceptable, this is what Christmas at my house is supposed to look like.<br />
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I need to find a way to notify the winners.<br />
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I need Kris to reply to my twitter message.<br />
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I suppose a nice person would get on with the posting of the winners' names.<br />
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Wonder what's for dinner tonight. I think I forgot to get something out of the freezer.<br />
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Ok, enough of that.<br />
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The winners are:<br />
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Angela of <a href="http://nannyanya.com/">A Work in Progress</a><br />
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Kim of <a href="https://glimpsefromadistance.wordpress.com/">Glimpse from a Distance</a><br />
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Patricia Lynne at <a href="http://patricialynne.com/">Patricia Lynne, Independent Author</a><br />
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So winners, be excited! (Especially the part where I twitter found you, bwahahaha!)<br />
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Once you've received that extra special prize, READ IT and laugh out loud!<br />
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Then make sure you mosey on over to Amazon and leave a review.<br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-59563603430131660832015-12-08T00:00:00.000-05:002015-12-08T09:52:16.477-05:00FIGHTBALL: Dying of Suck (a review)<div style="text-indent: 36px;">
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<span style="font-family: "courier new"; font-size: 12pt;">I’ve been a fan of Kris at her blog, <a href="http://www.prettyalltrue.com/">Pretty All True</a> for about five years. During that time I have laughed, snorted, giggled, and chuckled as she wrote about her two very independent and totally opposite in personality daughters.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new"; font-size: 12pt;">I’m on my third reading of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fightball-Dying-Suck-Kris-Wehrmeister-ebook/dp/B0166393FW/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8">Fightball</a>. I was lucky enough to have received an ARC copy, so I could identify typos and such. However, I was too wrapped up in snort-laughing to have accomplished that task. Good thing she had more observant readers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new"; font-size: 12pt;"> Of course I ordered the actual ebook! And if you're looking for a laugh a minute you should too. Or…you could win a copy by commenting on this review. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new"; font-size: 12pt;">Yes, three lucky people will win their very own copy of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fightball-Dying-Suck-Kris-Wehrmeister-ebook/dp/B0166393FW/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8">Fightball</a>! It will be accomplished with the high tech method of writing names on paper and a blind draw. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new"; font-size: 12pt;">You can find Kris at these popular sites;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new"; font-size: 12pt;"><a href="http://prettyalltrue.com/">Her Blog, Pretty All True</a></span><br />
<a href="https://twitter.com/PrettyAllTrue">PrettyallTrue on Twitter</a><br />
<a href="https://www.facebook.com/prettyalltrue">Pretty All True on Facebook</a><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new"; font-size: 12pt;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kris-Wehrmeister/e/B00XGWVPX0">Her Amazon author page.</a> </span></div>
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Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-88919669018340291032015-11-23T15:26:00.001-05:002015-11-23T15:26:52.640-05:00Nano RantI'm taking a few minutes from the <a href="http://nanowrimo.org/">Nanowrimo insanity</a> to Rant about the experience.<br />
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For those not in the loop, nanowrimo stands for NAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth. That's where all the writers in the universe jump into the crazy pool and attempt to crank out 50,000 words in 30 days. Those days being November 1st through 30th.<br />
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Maybe not all writers. Just those of us who need the kick in the behind to create a good, daily, writing habit.<br />
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Wait, not that either. That's me, I needed the butt kick.<br />
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So I sat with the laptop and looked at the blank page and said, "Hmmmm."<br />
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Okay, so I planned, kinda. I'm not much of a planner though. I'm what is called a pantser. That means I start a story with no clue where I'm going.<br />
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Actually I usually know how it starts. And where I want it to end. It's the getting there that is a mystery to me.<br />
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I wasn't disappointed. I started with the crazy idea of using some flash fiction I'd written over on the other blog, <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a>. I picked some random stories with completely unrelated characters and threw them together in an adventure.<br />
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And those that know me, know that there is likely magic, monsters, and probably some strange twists along the way.<br />
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About those twists.<br />
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I have been regularly surprised at some of the stuff these characters are up to. I start thinking about what's next and all the sudden these strange happenings fall out of my fingers and onto the page.<br />
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What?<br />
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I also had a full set of characters. Characters that I didn't know very well. It's that flash fiction thing, they only existed in about 500 words or less.<br />
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Probably explains some of the surprises. Now that they have more time they aren't shy about letting me know more about them. Like these new characters they meet along the way.<br />
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Wait.<br />
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I'm just getting to know you guys and you throw more characters at me??<br />
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And I found that I'd be creating an entire new world. Which needed flora, fauna, and a map.<br />
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I need a map.<br />
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Don't get me wrong, I'm having fun.<br />
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I've attempted Nanowrimo twice before and halfway through I failed. Never finished.<br />
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This time I'm going to reach that 50,000 words.<br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-81668921479912394832015-11-04T16:07:00.000-05:002015-11-04T16:07:53.950-05:00Nano TimeIt's November.<br />
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This year that means I'm participating in <a href="http://nanowrimo.org/">NaNoWriMo</a>. That is National Novel Writing Month.<br />
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The target; 50,000 words. that's 1,672 words a day in November.<br />
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I've attempted it before, but never managed to "win". Winning isn't the real point. the real point is simply writing daily.<br />
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That has been my downfall. What with working the hours I used to work, sitting down and being creative was just more than I could handle.<br />
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This year I am purposefully unemployed. And I am going to get 50,000 words.<br />
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Now that challenge being accepted, don't believe for a minute that means I'll have an actual book written. What I'll have is 50,000 words of absolute chaos.<br />
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It will be chaos because this story keeps changing itself as I go. (Stubborn characters)<br />
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It will be chaos because I am purposely ignoring my inner editor. That is going amazingly well so far. My story is happily full of typos, unnecessary words, and a plot that is so full of holes it wouldn't catch bowling balls.<br />
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And that...is a win!<br />
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Maybe, if I can stand to look at it, I will attempt to edit after the first of the years.<br />
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After editing, I might, for a short time have a story of about 30,000 words. Then when someone else goes through it, there might just maybe be enough left to work into a novelette.<br />
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It okay, that would be more than I've had before.<br />
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So, I have the iPod fired up and coffee. I'm good to go.Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-24711914567940329242015-10-26T12:18:00.000-04:002015-10-26T12:18:38.561-04:00By the Way, I Need a Bigger CrockI've been doing a good job of keeping myself busy. Mostly.<br />
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Working on "scoodie's" for the grandkids. Have two done, but need to find orange yarn for the youngest. She loves orange. How do I not have orange yarn?<br />
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Have the pink one for the middle kid. Her favorite color, or so I'm told.<br />
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I've managed to write some stuff. You are more than welcome, in fact encouraged to check out the other blog, <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a> where I<strike> hide</strike> write the weird stuff I see in my head and relate the stories those voices keep telling me.<br />
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And for reasons I can't explain, I have begun crocheting Christmas presents. I have attempted this in the past.<br />
It has never gone well. I clearly remember wrapping up half finished projects for my family. Strangely those projects never did get finished.<br />
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Whatever. That was fifty (OMG) yes, fifty years ago.<br />
Things are different now. I'm old.<br />
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I love that sound. The sound of a mason jar sealing.<br />
I was gifted about 30 pounds of apples by our neighbor. That resulted in 7 quarts and 1 pint of apples put up for future baking and 14 half pints of applesauce.<br />
And this scary pot of peelings and scraps.<br />
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Why do I save peels and scraps?<br />
To make apple peel jelly of course!<br />
Why use up the apple meat for jelly when I can simmer the scraps? Should end up with about 10 or so half pints of jelly.<br />
But, since I'm out of sugar right now, I decided to sit here at the keyboard instead.<br />
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While I'm here, I'll share some writing prompt sites.<br />
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My friends Stephanie and Amanda have created a place for writers. <a href="http://ourwriteside.com/">Our Write Side</a><br />
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You want to check this place out, if you haven't already. I may have mentioned it here and there.<br />
They offer writer's services, tips and tricks, a forum for writerly chat, and several writing prompts every week.<br />
One of my favorites is Professor Stephanie's <a href="http://ourwriteside.com/category/prompts-2/master-class/">Master Class Monday</a> I've participated in this prompt on different sites and in different forms for a couple of years.<br />
On Thursday, enter <a href="http://ourwriteside.com/category/prompts-2/the-darkroom/">The Darkroom</a> where Tara will offer a picture prompt.<br />
Stephanie also handles <a href="http://ourwriteside.com/category/prompts-2/fractured-fridays/">Fractured Fridays</a> which show up on, wait for it...<br />
Fridays!<br />
And next week, Amanda will fire up the <a href="http://ourwriteside.com/category/prompts-2/coldly-calculating/">Coldly Calculating</a> prompt. I may have done one of these before as well.<br />
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I also signed up for <a href="http://yeahwrite.me/">Yeah Write</a>. Haven't jumped in, yet. They accept fiction, memoir, poetry, and micro fiction. There are loose prompts and not so loose word counts for each one, due on different days. There will be voting. I'm interested in the micro fiction. I love having to watch my words.<br />
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There is one more site I've been exploring and taking the occasional shot at. <a href="https://7words2inspire.wordpress.com/about/"># 7Words</a> operated by an old school friend of my daughter's. I'll be following her on the twitters momentarily. (We're already FB friends.)<br />
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Now that I have all that out of the way, maybe I'll go grab a prompt. And write something for the other blog, that twisted place I put the stuff that doesn't quite go here, <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>By the way, I can be found on twitter <a href="https://twitter.com/2old2tap">@2old2tap</a> (I joined twitter umpteen years ago to win a contest on an iPod game I played. TapTapRevenge. I was the second oldest tapper, most players were 18 to 22 year old guys, hence the handle.)</i></span><br />
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Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-36970121274468620932015-10-04T20:20:00.001-04:002015-10-04T20:21:43.588-04:00Another Day in ParadiseYep. I have been lax in the writing and posting thing.<br />
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Sometimes things just get away from me.<br />
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Life.<br />
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I have been jotting notes for the Nanowrimo coming up in November. Scribbling random ideas for other stories as the whoosh through my head.<br />
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Also working on that jacket I showed the first few pieces of in a prior post. It's coming along, just a few more finishing touches.<br />
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Last week was spent working on my car. I was drafted to help the husband install front struts and wheel bearings. It only took two and a half days to screw up the right side. We will be attending to that this week. The left side only took five hours. We learned a lot on the first side. And remarkably have spent less than half of what it would have cost to have done.</div>
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-8812954394857028102015-09-15T15:13:00.002-04:002015-09-15T15:13:38.202-04:00I've Been to the My Write Side Cafe!I have a new place to connect with writers!<br />
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My writing friend Stephanie Ayers has just launched a forum for writers to interact, get support and find the services they need to take that next step with their words. With her partner in crime, Scorpio Scribe (aka A.L. Mabry) they've produced <a href="http://mywritesidecafe.freeforums.org/">My Write Side Cafe</a>,<br />
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It's part of her website <a href="https://frommywriteside.wordpress.com/">My Write Side</a>. While <strike>snooping</strike> browsing about her place I found some interesting construction going on.<br />
There is a button for upcoming writing prompts.<br />
Another one for contests.<br />
Lots of info and services for writers.<br />
Places to find that bit of inspiration and writerly wisdom to keep us plugging away.<br />
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I've signed up.<br />
I'd love to see you there!<br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-70945644464498244072015-09-13T21:17:00.001-04:002015-09-13T21:17:07.383-04:00Canning and Baking and Yarn, Oh My!Spent the day in the kitchen, which I enjoy much more since I'm not spending a million hours a week in a restaurant kitchen. <div>The new neighbor gave us permission to gather grapes and apples. Yesterday I canned 16 jars of concord grape jelly. </div><div>Today I sliced the apples and made crisp. </div><div>While that was baking I gathered up the wild grapes that grow in the tiny woods behind the house. Wild grape jelly is awesome!</div><div><br></div><div>*****</div><div><br></div><div>Summer is winding down and with the mildly cooler weather (less than 90 degrees and lack of high humidity) I am more inclined to go outside. </div><div>The locusts and tree frogs fill the evening with a symphony of sound. Like they're hurrying to get the tunes out before the season changes. </div><div>The zinnias are still blooming and attracting tons of Monarch butterflies. I need to find a place to plant milkweed. Then they can breed here as well. </div><div><br></div><div>The vegetable garden is pretty done for the year. The overload of rain really took its toll. And the fact that I was still working a million hours during planting season didn't help. I'm looking forward to next spring already. </div><div><br></div><div>Also looking forward (not really) to getting out and finding a new job. A couple craft stores are hiring, which sounds wonderful. As long as I don't take advantage of any employee discounts that might eat a potential paycheck. </div><div><br></div><div>Speaking of yarn...time to pick up the knitting.</div><div><br></div><div>Hope there was no expectation of profound thoughts. Cause I'm far too relaxed to be profound. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-40981445740702872462015-09-10T10:49:00.001-04:002015-09-10T10:49:46.374-04:00Random Writing Resources and BabblingI finally finished the crocheting that shawl I've been working on for a year. Now it's time to attach the 70 beads.<br />
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So I decided to write instead.<br />
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As I've stated before, there has been very little fiction writing happening. Which is the reason I'm hanging out here.<br />
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I do have a lot of half thought out ideas. And a work in chaos that is nagging me to return.<br />
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In the meantime, I have found a few writer's resources to explore.<br />
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If you follow me on the Twitters, you are aware that Thursday evening becomes twittersanity night on my stream. I engage in a few writer chats over a two (or so) hour period.<br />
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At 8 pm EST I am chatting it up with the <a href="http://storydam.com/">StoryDam</a> crew. We have a topic each week related to writing. All writers are welcome! Just use the StoryDam hashtag and jump in.<br />
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Then, at 9 pm EST I generally join the 10 Minute Novelist chat. Another fun way to connect with writers. That hashtag is 10MinNovelists. They also have a facebook page. <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/488365771285615/">here.</a><br />
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There are a load of twitter chats for writers. Put your favorites in the comments, I'd love to check them out!<br />
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As I was muddling around on the social medias, my writing friend Stephanie from <a href="https://frommywriteside.wordpress.com/2015/09/10/online-resources/">My Write Side</a> posted an article spotlighting a few resources. Take a look, you might find something just for you. She also has another project in the works for writers looking to connect. I'm excited to see what she's going to offer.<br />
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And I just signed up for a newsletter from WritersLife.org. They offered this list of <a href="http://writerslife.org/writing-prompts-for-fictional-novelists/">writing prompts</a>.<br />
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For those newbies with a few thousand words that need a place to go, <a href="http://www.one-story.com/index.php?page=submit">One Story</a> is looking for submissions. (I need to round up some words and try to organize them.)<br />
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If you are inclined to see what I'm up to here, or on the fiction blog, <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a>, you can like either or both on facebook (bats eyelashes.) I haven't been working them to the extent I should, so any input would be great.<br />
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Well, I've randomly ranted long enough, so I should probably find some beads...or words.<br />
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With nothing to really rant about.<br />
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Well...there is the fact that I haven't been writing my fiction regularly. Sometimes it just doesn't come together.<br />
So <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a> has been kinda idle.<br />
And the <a href="https://www.wattpad.com/story/27837133-renewal-a-tale-of-katrina%27s-kitchen">Wattpad story, Renewal</a>, has been on hold too long.<br />
I have been working up an outline for a Nanowrimo project.<br />
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I will be submitting myself to the insanity that is nano.<br />
Fingers crossed for a first time actual completion of 50,000 words that may or may not make sense.<br />
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So I haven't been totally unproductive.<br />
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Doing stuff around the house.<br />
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Indulging in my yarn love.<br />
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I've been working on a broomstick crochet shawl for over a year that is finally close to completion,<br />
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And because I can't stand to do only one project at a time, I started knitting a jacket.<br />
That may or may not be done before next spring.<br />
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Yes, that is multiple patterns and colors. It's a free pattern at<a href="http://www.lionbrand.com/cgi-bin/patternFinder.fcgi?search=Search&store=%2Fstores%2Feyarn&resultPageTemplate=ResultPage.html&resultItemTemplate=ResultItem.txt&noResultPageTemplate=NoResultPage.html&case=no&primaryServer=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.lionbrand.com&minPrice=0&noBoolean=1&searchText=jacket&Go.x=0&Go.y=0&sT=1"> Lionbrand.com.</a><br />
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The link takes you to the free pattern page, the jacket is the second one listed.<br />
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Hopefully that's how the jacket will look. Except for a couple of colors changes where my local yarn hoarder's store didn't have what was asked for. And I'm all about instant gratification. So I picked what looked good for me.<br />
I'm easy to keep happy if I have yarn and a new project.<br />
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Now off to maybe raid the new neighbor's grape vines and apple trees.<br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-17404838058325310842015-08-31T08:28:00.000-04:002015-08-31T08:28:35.881-04:00So Many Things to Do, So Much LifeIt's been a long couple of weeks.<br />
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Two weeks ago was the loss of my long time fur friend, which I wrote about <a href="http://2old2tap.blogspot.com/2015/08/not-as-much-of-blubbering-mess.html">here</a>.<br />
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Last week was a crisis of the extended family which I will not write about. It's not my story, but did have an impact on my immediate family.<br />
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But now I have hauled my butt back to the keyboard.<br />
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I need to get back to my story, <a href="https://www.wattpad.com/story/27837133-renewal-a-tale-of-katrina%27s-kitchen">Renewal</a>, that I've been writing on Wattpad.com.<br />
I need to keep working on my random flash fiction stories on the other blog <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime and Otherwhen</a>.<br />
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And I need to get back to the things I'm trying to accomplish around this house.<br />
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I did manage, in my time away from working, to reorganize my kitchen.<br />
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Get my Christmas horde semi-controlled.<br />
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My project now is to go through the gazillion pictures scattered around this house. They have been tossed into boxes, haphazardly slipped into albums, and many are still in the envelopes from which ever photo service was used to develop them.<br />
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Pictures of Christmases past. Many of my parents with my daughter. Some pictures from the distant past of relatives gone long before I was born.<br />
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I call it my ancestral archeology.<br />
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There are still farmer's market to browse, since the garden was not at its best this year. I've been able to get some canning and freezing done, but not as much as I'd wanted.<br />
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Although, I did succeed at sauerkraut this year!<br />
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And of course my long love affair with yarn. I'm trying very, very hard to use up the yarn stash before I buy new yarn. <br />
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So...enough boring life. Off to elsetime. To write stories of otherwhen.<br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-60270957928862250802015-08-24T12:56:00.001-04:002015-08-24T12:56:55.495-04:00History AvalancheI'm spending some days in the upstairs of this old house. The one I grew up in, and returned to live about 6 years ago.<br />
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There are tons of pictures to be sorted. Some of my mother's family, some of my husband's family, my family, and so much more.<br />
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I wrote about the stoppage of time in 1952 <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/2012/07/keeper-of-words.html">here</a> when my grandmother, Minnie, died. I wasn't around until 1956, so I never had the opportunity to know her. Except through my Daddy's recollections. Those came only occaisionally.<br />
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But I have a treasure trove of pictures, letters, and insane stacks of household bills from the late 20's until her passing. A suitcase full of postcards she collected from 189? until shortly before she died.<br />
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There are also a few letters and a lot of pictures from my grandfather's side as well. As I am a geneaology freak, I have plans for these. Many of them have names and dates. Some of them are of people I'll never be able to identify. Maybe.<br />
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I have a fascination for these things that should have been garbage seventy years ago. Bits of paper with ancient information. Fragile pieces of wood pulp once held by hands long turned to dust.<br />
<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-20974219915346565022015-08-21T10:06:00.000-04:002015-08-21T10:06:46.739-04:00Not as Much of a Blubbering MessShe graces the button of this blog. Cat, Herself, Mistress of All She Surveys. She will continue to do so.<br />
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This was not the best week. As my Facebook and Twitter friends know, that final trip to the vet had to be made a couple days ago. It sucked.<br />
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Today I can remember her with smiles. She was a bitchy kitty. The other two cats that I share space with were constantly on guard. Had Herself had it her way, she'd have been an only cat. Only in her last days did she allow Sir to groom her. And then only for a minute before she growled and sent him on his way.<br />
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This morning Sir spent time luxuriating in my empty lap. That was good. Wee still awaits ambush, but she's beginning to relax some. Gizmo just knows something is wrong, in his dogly way he's trying figure out how to fix it. Mostly by barking at every imagined bump, thump, or breath someone takes.<br />
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There is still an empty space in the house. And empty spot where she would curl in my lap and demand her daily belly rub, head tucked into the crook of my arm.<br />
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As Sir and Wee get used to her absence, I have no doubt they will fill those spaces.<br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-90337503082426351602015-08-16T11:11:00.001-04:002015-08-16T11:12:26.784-04:00The Rants ARE Alive and Mostly WellWell, is this not the saddest thing ever. I haven't been here in a year and a half. Hopefully I can get back more often.<br />
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Things have changed, the restaurant that had begun to be more pain than pleasure is now a thing of the past <a href="https://www.facebook.com/TennisRambleInn">Tennis' Ramble Inn</a> closed its doors for good on May 31st. It was a wild weekend. Too many hours worked, so many customers in mourning. We had a great thirty years. But it was time to end.<br />
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Due to that ending, I am temporarily unemployed. And. I. Love. It. It's been thirty-two years since I've been out of a job, and that was only a month. Yes, I will have to find some form of employment, but not for a little while. I plan on looking in September.<br />
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This summer is mine!<br />
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It has been only two and half months since I've worked, there was the selling of equipment and gutting of a building to be done before it was all over.<br />
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So how have I gone from seventy hour work weeks to too much time on my hands?<br />
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The first week was spent luxuriating in sleeping in every morning. Until 5:30 am. <br />
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Hey, that was sleeping in, I'd been getting up around 4:00 am for years. It has stretched to about 6:30 now, with the occaisional 7:00.<br />
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The hardest part was figuring out what to do. I had a gagillion plans. Including getting back to writing. The other blog, <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a> has seen a little action. But it took some time to get back in the swing. There are a few new stories on the other blog. And I've been putting some of my older stories (edited a little) onto <a href="http://wattpad.com/">WattPad</a>. I'm even working on completing one of my never ending works in progress.<br />
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I had to get a scheduling app, I wanted to get so much done I ended up overwhelming myself and accomplishing nothing. I ended up with Schedule Planner Pro for my Kindle. It has issues now and then, but suffices for my purposes.<br />
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I set aside time each day to write. I schedule my daily "chores", things the husband was doing since I was at work ten to twelve hours a day. Each day is scheduled a "big project", rearranging the living room, harvesting crops from the garden. We pulled the fish tanks out of storage and got them up and running again. I needed to organize the Christmas tree hoarde, So much more to do,<br />
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I have been doing more at home cooking. Even baking bread! And the kitchen has been organized better. One thing done on the list,<br />
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For the first time since we moved back to the family home, I've had time to pick enough of the wild raspberries to make jam. The Best Crop of Peas ever has already been picked, shelled, blanched, and frozen. Corn and green beans are coming along. And why would anyone ever plant more than one zucchini? That's all I have, but it's making more than I know what to do with.<br />
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That is likely enough Rant for today. But as things progress, I'll be back.<br />
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Or you can find me on twitter @2old2tap<br />
And Pinterest, same handle.<br />
I'm here and there on the internets, See you there.<br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-81105811391492971362014-01-15T19:33:00.000-05:002014-01-15T19:33:07.242-05:00A Return to the Rants for a Life UpdateSo here I am, back at the old blog. It's been almost a year since I've posted here. I usually spend my words on the sister blog, <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a>. That's where I stretch my creative writing muscles. Though lately they've been stiff and unmoving.<br />
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Doesn't mean I'm totally idle, though. I have been busy.<br />
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The restaurant eats most of my time. Seven days a week, ten to twelve hours a day. For the last year. We listed it for sale back in August. I'm ready to move on. Just waiting for a buyer now.<br />
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So, since the Muse has been silent lately, I've found other things to do to entertain myself.<br />
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My newest adventure is DIY-ing. I've started making my own chemical free stuff.<br />
Stuff like...laundry soap, shampoo, lotions, sugar scrubs, and shower steamies. My next experiment will be in making my own soap.<br />
When I started, it was just for fun. It's also less expensive than the store bought products. As I learn more about the chemicals and additives in the commercial brands, it is beginning to be a lifestyle choice. <br />
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Of course, I still have my ongoing love affair with yarn. And bowling (a love/hate relationship). And I'm already starting to get spring fever. Ready to start sorting seeds and get the gardens going. <br />
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In the last month I read several books, which was wonderful. It had been far too long since I just curled up and read. Most have been books by my writerly friends.<br />
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Eric Storch's "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Impenetrable-Falsehoods-E-W-Storch-ebook/dp/B00FYWOBE0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1389829317&sr=8-1&keywords=ew+storch">Impenetrable Falsehoods"</a><br />
Cameron D. Garriepy's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/From-Earth-Moon-Thornton-Vermont-ebook/dp/B00GT5DSOK/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1389829387&sr=8-3&keywords=cameron+d+garriepy">"From the Earth to the Moon"</a><br />
Lance Burson's <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ballad-Helene-Troy-Lance-Burson-ebook/dp/B00BJOMM84/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1389829425&sr=8-1&keywords=lance+burson">"The Ballad of Helene Troy"</a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Echoes-Darkness-Angela-Amman-ebook/dp/B00FOGXQQU/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1389829465&sr=8-1&keywords=echoes+in+darkness">"Echoes in Darkness"</a> an anthology featuring many of my writing friends.<br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Precipice-Literary-Anthology-Write-Edge-ebook/dp/B00G14TMLW/ref=sr_1_3?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1389829580&sr=1-3&keywords=angela+amman">"Precipice 13"</a> the second collection from the <a href="http://writeonedge.com/">Write on Edge</a> group, where I post my stories when I can find them.<br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/EMBRYO-2-CROSSHAIRS-J-Schneider-ebook/dp/B00C44YV3C/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1389829617&sr=1-1&keywords=embryo+2">"Embryo 2"</a> by JA Schneider <br />
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Next on the list is Stephanie Ayers' <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Til-Death-Do-Us-Part-ebook/dp/B00H12XHMI/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1389829652&sr=1-1&keywords=stephanie+ayers">"Til Death Do Us Part"</a><br />
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There are so many more I've read or are on my to read list. Most of them by indie authors I've met on Twitter or Facebook.<br />
Patricia Lynne, Andrew M. Crusoe, Tui Snyder, Molly Campbell, Shelton Keys Dunning, JM Gull, Rayne Hall....I can't name them all. But, give the indie authors some support. <br />
Someday I hope to be one of them.<br />
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As to my own writing, I have been slowly working on cleaning up a few stories. Trying to put something publishable together. <br />
A friend has also been trying to construct a real live web site for me. Hopefully it'll be up and running in a few months. I will undoubtedly make her crazy with tweaks and whistles and bells and stuff. Between her job and mine, the building will be slow and careful. Fair warning, when it is done, I'll be trumpeting all over the social media. <br />
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That's about it, I think. You may see me lurking in the corners of Twitter, <a href="https://twitter.com/2old2tap">@2old2tap</a>, or hanging around the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/2old2tap">Facebook</a> sharing cat pictures. I have even been know to haunt <a href="javascript:;">Instagram</a>, <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/2old2tap/">Pinterest</a>, Google+, and even Tumbler every now and then. Don't hesitate to wave if you see me. <br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-63154298104932151042013-03-31T17:10:00.001-04:002013-03-31T17:10:21.562-04:00Dog fArt<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here I am again! I do get over here every once in a while.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Earlier this week he began acting weirder than usual. Hiding behind my legs while I sat in my chair. Hiding under the bed, skittering wildly around the house like he was being chased by demons.</span></div>
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Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-5880273424194300542013-01-12T18:42:00.001-05:002013-01-12T18:42:18.517-05:00Quarterly Update?Yes, yes. I know it's been four months since I bothered to write here. It's just that I never seem to have anything much to say. At least in real life. Now go visit the "sister blog", <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a>, and you'll see where I'm <strike>wasting</strike> spending my time. And words. (I write weirdo stuff, just so you know)<br />
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So, now a trek into the last few months of my Real Life:<br />
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I lost one of my key employees at the restaurant, so I've been on 7 days a week since late August. That is hopefully about to change. I've got a plan, should have a day off every week starting a week from now. Fingers crossed.<br />
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In December my third grandchild was born. Another granddaughter. She was born a toddler, 10 lbs, 15 oz.<br />
And she is, of course, beautiful. Just like her mother and siblings. <br />
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I'm not one for resolutions, so I didn't make any.<br />
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I have, though, promised myself to work harder on my creative writing. So far, so good. That means the "sister blog" has been getting a workout the past week. Here's hoping I can keep it up!<br />
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Let's see....<br />
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Oh Yeah! For those that follow my tweets or my Facebook feed, you all know I'm a Christmas tree lover. I managed to do 14 trees. I've threatened to let my friends and followers help me with color combos next Christmas. We'll see if I can remember that for a whole year.<br />
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That's been about all the excitement around here. Hope to be back here sooner. <3<br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-53804521329767667382012-09-08T19:59:00.000-04:002012-09-08T19:59:51.100-04:00My Late Summer What's UpMy schedule has been turned upside down. I'm still trying to figure out where, when, and what I'm doing.<br />
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I haven't written anything, fiction, memoir, Random Rant, for a month. I'd like to get back to my stories and the characters growing before they just up and leave. Thoughts pop in and out of my head, and I let them get away. <br />
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So I figure I'll write what little is in my head over here in the Rants. Maybe something will click. Again.<br />
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<b><i>The Restaurant</i></b><br />
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We just lost a key employee. This happens in the restaurant business. People move on. <br />
So now, I'm on a seven day week. 4 am. Every day. Whoopee.<br />
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Just before she left, we'd begun a new specials adventure. Stepping outside the box and trying lots of new stuff. Mostly a lot less deep fried stuff.<br />
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Of course the biggest accomplishment was making more work for myself. But, I'm enjoying it just the same. I've been making new side salads, using fresh veggies and making dressing. And trying new dessert recipes that I've found on the Internet and Pinterest.<br />
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So by the time I go shopping, fix the daily goodies, and finish the bookwork, I'm on my way home by 3pm on most days. Noon on good days.<br />
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Hopefully we'll find some new help with ambition and new ideas soon.<br />
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<i><b>The Spider</b></i><br />
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During my off time, I can usually be found loafing in my recliner. With yarn, the TV remote, or the iPod. And most likely at least one cat.<br />
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The husband was reading his mail or the news on the other side of the room. Suddenly, he says "Wow, that's a big spider!"<br />
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I don't look because he finds it amusing to lie about large insects just to see me squirm.<br />
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Okay, I take a sneaky look.<br />
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OMG! This thing was the size of a baseball. And WALKING TOWARD MY CHAIR!!!<br />
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Now I have a contract with spiders, because I understand they are "good" insects. The contract states they may not be in my space. The floor is part of my space.<br />
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I say calmly to the husband, "KILL IT!"<br />
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He did. He stomped it. Crunch. Ewww. I told him to dispose of it outside. <br />
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He flushed it. Now, I saw that episode of <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0660788/">Night Gallery</a>. I haven't flushed a spider or washed one down a sink drain since.<br />
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He thinks I'm nuts.<br />
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<i><b>The Grandkids</b></i><br />
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I still have my once a week day with the grandson and granddaughter. And since I haven't been writing I've spent my free time crocheting. We now have a set of Winnie the Pooh and Friends. Pooh, Eeyore, Tigger and Piglet. Each pattern came with an accessory. Hunny pot, butterfly, dragonfly and flower. <br />
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The grandson was adamant that each project was incomplete until its accessory was finished. I was starting Eeyore before I made the Hunny Pot for Pooh. This was a mistake. The Hunny Pot was finished quickly under the watchful eye of a three year old. Then I was told I could return to the donkey, and don't forget his butterfly.<br />
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The granddaughter likes when I'm crocheting because she can get into more trouble before I catch her. She has emptied the dog's water dish, gotten into the basket of empty K-cups from the Keurig and thrown the used coffee grounds around, played in the toilet, used the cats' litter box as a sandbox, spilled two cans of pop and a cup of coffee. That was all in one five hour visit. I can't wait until next week.<br />
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<i><b>The Daughter</b></i><br />
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<u><b>Is expecting her third child around Thanksgiving!!</b></u><br />
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That is all.<br />
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<i><b>The New Litter Box (skip if you don't care)</b></i><br />
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I had heard of this new litter box system. <a href="http://www.tidycats.com/Products/Breeze/">Tidy Cat Breeze</a> I have to say I am impressed. Litter boxes are the one thing I dislike about my cats. This system works just like they say, and my cats are starting to use it.<br />
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<i><b>The Plumbing</b></i><br />
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I was crocheting happily and sort of watching TV when I became aware of water running. I removed the cat and peeked into the bathroom.<br />
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The floor was half an inch deep in water. Only, thank goodness.<br />
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So I got the plunger and plunged.<br />
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Nothing.<br />
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I got the mop and cleaned up the water. Then plunged some more.<br />
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Nothing.<br />
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Husband came home. Got it working. Yay!<br />
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He ran a load of laundry.<br />
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The toilet began to burble.<br />
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The wash water backed up into the shower cabinet.<br />
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Three bottles of drain cleaner later, all is well. Maybe.<br />
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I told him not to flush that spider...<br />
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<br />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-81703933749223062022012-07-12T11:04:00.000-04:002012-07-12T11:06:35.084-04:00I've Been BusyIt has been a hectic few weeks.<br />
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I finished my fundraising stint for Muscular Dystrophy. My friends and family helped me raise $505.00 for the MDA. Thanks again to all who contributed cash and moral support. (this is the worst pic ever!)<br />
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The <a href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=1&ved=0CF8QFjAA&url=http%3A%2F%2Fen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FDerecho&ei=k_79T-q_BoHhrAGlo-2LCQ&usg=AFQjCNEdTLGiDtHQWxyDnRhANBr-G2nsoQ&sig2=f3jj9AgYllhkJc1tckM6mA">derecho</a> that blew through on June 29th left a big mess in the yard. We're still cleaning up. We were one of the lucky households, we never lost power.<br />
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I played with my other blog, <a href="http://elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com/">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a>, a little. Added some new pages to try and organize some of the related stories. Actually wrote something too! </div>
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And been busy with work as usual, restaurants are demanding creatures. </div>
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Oh, and spoiling grandchildren. OHOHOH! Grandchild number 3 is on the way! Due in November.</div>
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<br /></div>Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-53594739784912944082012-06-25T17:34:00.004-04:002012-06-25T17:57:02.302-04:00Yes, People, I'm Going to JailI've been tweeting and making random Facebook posts for a week or so. It's time I really get this thing moving. <br />
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I'M GOING TO JAIL!<br />
MY "BAIL" IS SET AT $2400.00!<br />
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This is for a good reason. I'm letting Whitley County, Indiana lock me up for Muscular Dystrophy.<br />
I need to get my jar on the counter at work so my customers can help spring me from the Lock-up. Maybe my customers will help spring me from the Lock-up. They might contribute more if they keep me locked up.<br />
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Actually, I think it was one of my customers that turned me in...hmmm.<br />
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Anyway.<br />
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I'll be "locked up" on Tuesday, July 10th at 1:30pm. I plan on tweeting and facebook spamming once I'm there. <br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">I even have a </span><a href="http://www2.mda.org/site/TR?px=1332957&pg=personal&fr_id=2929" style="background-color: white;">personal fundraising link</a><span style="background-color: white;"> at the </span><a href="http://mda.org/" style="background-color: white;">MDA</a><span style="background-color: white;">. Can you help the kids out? Even $10.00 or $20.00 can make a difference.</span><br />
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My "parole officer" for the MDA set me up with this nice poster that does a much better job at explaining what's going on than I can.<br />
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<img alt="Hello Friends! The authorities have finally caught up with me and I am going behind bars for good (a good cause, that is)! MDA has put a warrant out for my arrest and to have the charges dropped, I need help raising my bail. Take a look at the pictures below! These are all local kids! These kids are amazing and need our support! Please help me make sure we raise enough to help all of them! My bail has been set at $2400, which is the cost to send three kids to MDA Summer Camp, but MDA does so many other wonderful things for these families, including a no-cost clinic, medical equipment allowance, support groups, and more! Please visit my website to make a secure donation on-line! All contributions are tax-deductible and will help make a difference in these families’ lives! All the money raised does stay local! To visit my website, click here: Thanks for not only helping me get of jail, but more importantly, helping some very worthwhile local families! Renee McKinley Pictures from MDA Summer Camp 2011 65 LOCAL kids attended Camp Potawotami! Your fundraising efforts make this week-long event possible! The amount needed to send a kid to camp: $800 Knowing you made a difference in the life of a child with muscle disease: PRICELESS " src="http://mail.aol.com/36515-111/aol-6/en-us/mail/get-attachment.aspx?uid=30844726&folder=OldMail&partId=3" />Reneehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-395504869217231933.post-59297849649021730052012-06-07T17:56:00.000-04:002012-06-07T17:56:41.896-04:00Random Rambles from a Day OffI should be ashamed. I haven't posted here since February. I have been writing. Sort of. On my other blog. <a href="http://www.blogger.com/http//:elsetimeandotherwhen.blogspot.com">Elsetime & Otherwhen</a>, where I practice my writing. Cause I am a writer. There. I said it, or wrote it. <br />
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Now, from the more mundane world of me. I was going to do this yesterday, but just didn't get it done. <br />
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Yesterday was my day off. And it was a good one. I managed to get the kitchen cleaned, again. Get a roast in the crockpot and write a couple hundred words on a story I'm playing with. All by noon. Go Me!!<br />
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Then I did a lot of nothing. Isn't that what days off are for? <br />
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Yes. I thought so.<br />
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I have been busy though. The restaurant takes a lot of my time. Worrying about the restaurant takes a lot of my time. Although things have been going a lot better than this time last year.<br />
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And the garden is doing well. Already harvested radishes and peas. The green beans look good, and the tomatoes are blossoming already.<br />
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I canned some peas and froze some. I've eaten most of the radishes. I have this awesome recipe for cooking them.
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Just take some radishes, small can be left whole, halve or quarter larger ones, add some green onion, saute in browned butter for a bit. Then add about a half cup of water, salt and pepper to taste, cover and simmer until fork tender. MMMMM!<br />
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I've also been obsessively been spinning yarn. I have a drop spindle and apparently way to much time to waste. <br />
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Next I want to save for a ridiculously expensive loom so I can weave my yarn into something useful. I had the opportunity to play with a loom a couple weeks ago. So much fun!<br />
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What else can I babble about?<br />
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Hmm. Oh yes. Grandchildren. (You knew that was coming, right?) The grandson is my great love, he's so smart and quite the character besides. The granddaughter, (yes I love her too) is such a handful! Very independent and headstrong. She has to be watched all the time or she's into something.<br />
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That's about all the excitement in my world. How about yours?<br />
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