It’s a disaster in here

We’ve moved. We have all our things stuffed into the new house and we have survived the first night. The dogs went nuts in the new place, the movers forgot to read the labels on the boxes and dumped them everywhere and the tech guy could only find one phone jack.

This is definitely a two-cup-of-coffee day.

In the interim, check out this amazing dog blog and these hilarious memes that I stole from there. Aren’t they great?

If we were having coffee

If we were having coffee, I’d moan that I want spring and I want it now. We’ve had a long, cold winter and we’re due for Spring. Especially since our Groundhog promised an early spring…

Okay, that’s not the best reason for an early spring…but, hey! It would be really, really nice if we finally have temperatures above freezing for a couple of days. I do think our weather forecasters feel our pain because they keep promising nicer weather just a couple of days ahead…unfortunately, those predictions never come true but they’re still nice to see.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that this is the time of year when our doggies blow their coat and we have a lot of hair around our house as a result. I have one of the culprits as we speak staring at me over the edge of my computer, sniffing my screen asking for kisses and hugs because it has been almost a minute since I gave her some and that’s simply too long.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that it’s back to work tomorrow and I don’t feel ready for it. I think I have the Monday blues a day early. Maybe my doggies aren’t the only ones who are spoiled because working is a reality of life and I should be grateful I have a job not moaning that I have to work.

Obviously, more coffee is needed.

A huge thanks to Eclectic Alli for hosting our Coffee Share and to you, my lovely reader, for reading!

A great post on Scrivener

I love Scrivener. I find it amazingly useful and very friendly to use. I love how I can write different scenes and then move them around. It has features that just simply just make writing so much fun.

But it can be an intimidating program to use at first. So, I loved this post on how-to for those curious about Scrivener.

https://writersinthestormblog.com/2019/03/scrivener-split-screen-magic/

It’s in the site: Writers in the Storm, a great site for writers anywhere with great articles. If you’re at all interested in writing, check it out.

The best of the best in posts

The top 5 best posts of this little blog, from bottom up according to you, my lovely reader:

5. The amazing abilities of Akitas. This one was from 2013 and still getting traffic. This was back when we only had Ocean and I was starting to figure out that akitas are not your average dog. Let’s just say, it was a learning experience and leave it at that, shall we?

4. If we were having coffee. These are a weekly recap of what’s going on around here and this one, in particular, is funny. I think humour always helps make a better post.

3. The lipstick fiasco. A true story. I certainly couldn’t make this stuff up. And it was a true disaster. Funny now, though…or at least ridiculous.

2. On Pit Bulls and opinions. Well, this one was controversial; something that I try to avoid on my blog. It certainly generated a ton of passionate comments.

1. My pros and cons of a plant-based diet. I had no idea this post would create such traffic–almost seven times the amount of the runner up. I don’t know if its the topic or the timing but it is still the most read post on my blog.

There you have them, the top 5 posts of 2018. A huge thanks to you, lovely reader for hanging out on this little blog and sharing your thoughts with me. I hope, as always, that you enjoy them.

November reads

Check out this great post by All About Romance about what’s coming up in romance and not-romance in books. There are quite a few gems out there that look just amazing.

If we were having coffee

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If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that it’s finally turning colder. It’s been so hot that it was hard to see the leaves changing colours while we were in shorts and t-shirts. It just didn’t vibe.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that our house is slowly coming back together. A while ago, we found a crack in our ceiling and one to match on our wall. Just around that time, we also found dreaded moisture in our basement and tons of mold on things to go along with it. This weekend, we’ve been purging, washing and throwing things out until there isn’t one surface that hasn’t been covered with vinegar or washed or tossed.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that work has been nuts but, after many years at my job, I’m a very capable squirrel.

If we were having coffee, I’d ask you how things are with you? And how is Fall treating you?

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Finally, I’d send a huge thanks to  Eclectic Alli for hosing Coffee Share and to you, my lovely reader, for reading!

Supper last night

This was supper last night.

If you want the entire recipe, it’s here. Now, I did substitute spinach for the kale and I added mushrooms but the rest of the recipe, I followed to the letter.

Caturday funnies — Barkalounger edition

Loved, loved this post! A huge thanks to Bluebird of Bitterness for it.

Where I’m terrified

I’ve been watching a series for a year or so. It’s the Handmaid’s Tale and it’s terrifying. The show is so scary, I can barely stand to watch it. I almost get physically sick at the thought of what might happen.

But I can’t stop watching.

I don’t like to tell people what to do. So I won’t start here. But if I could tell myself what to do, it would be to never start watching. I’ve read the book and it wasn’t as scary and awful as the show. And I never once thought, this could become reality, with the book.

With the show, it’s a thought that doesn’t leave my mind. And I think that’s the most horrific part of the entire ordeal.

My Letter to Fear

Just loved this post! Both original, captivating and so powerful!

Desiree S. Brown

Dear Fear,

You’ve always been there for me. Always made sure I was safe. Always kept me alive. Always looked out for me.

…Until the day I dreamt.

Remember that day? When I had the audacity to believe I could be more. When I thought I could spend my days bathing in my creativity. When I was stupid enough–your words, not mine–to believe I could actually become a self-sufficient writer.

Remember?

You ought to. You poisoned that dream with paranoia, paralyzed me from achieving it and, worst of all, brought me down when I showed the slightest inclination to defying you.

Guess what? I‘m done letting you control me.

I’m not completely abandoning you (you’re necessary to some degree), but I’m limiting your influence on my dream. You will try and stop me, but this time…you’re not winning.

Sincerely,

A Dreamer

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