Guilty as Charged

Look at this adorable guy
His big brown eyes, in which I detect a hint of defiance

His "please love me 'cause I'm so darn cute" expression

Also his "I'm innocent, I didn't do it"
expression

Uh huh.

Let me back up a bit.
We have a big property, 10 acres.
About half an acre of that is a fenced-in dog pen, built by the previous owners.
It kept our older dog contained for the 6 years he was with us here.

Monty, however, learned at about 6 months how to pull the wire fencing lower down and clamber over it.
No amount of reinforcing will keep him in..
He absolutley hates being away from me and won't put up with it.
Which is why the pen could be useful, because if I have to go out somewhere where I can't take him along, he won't "stay", but will follow me down the road.

The other night my son & I went to the movies. I had put Monty in the kitchen with his usual night-time barricades in place.
He was not impressed.
He pushed over the wooden-chair gate, & got into the living room.

When I got home, I saw what he had done, gave him shit (which was probably useless at that point), put him out & took some pictures, intending to share them with y'all.
Alas, I didn't know at the time that my camera card was not in the camera

So, I can't share the pictures unless I re-create the mess--------
plant stand pulled down & chewed on, pot of lilies emptied & half digested, lotion oozing out of its punctured tube,
and,
that innocent face.

Use your imagination!

You'd Think........

This is my kitchen stove.

Nothing special, somewhat outdated.

Not likely to get a new one till this one finally goes kaput

And since things were made better a few decades ago,

That's not likely to happen.

Seen it all before, right?

This is my kitchen stove from a differnt angle

Not so flattering, right?

Those pretty little things

Designed to hide the ugly coil elements

Those handy little things called burner covers.

They are my nemesis

If you've ever bought them,

Take note that the package does not come with a warning,

an advisory,

A do not handle if incompetent disclaimer.

You know why that is?

Because they know that simple-minded folks like me

Who refuse to learn from their mistakes,

Will make the same mistake over and over.

And they will profit.

At least once a month, when I'm making some delectable delight,

I'll have turned my back for an instant.

Maybe to go water a plant or two,

Or fold a couple towels,

Or do any of the other number of things that women do

When we are "multi-tasking"

Suddenly, the air is pierced by the screech of the smoke alarm.

I instantly know what happened.

Into the kitchen I run,

Pull the pan off the burner

Burn my fingers trying to flick it off

Cause where the heck did all the oven mitts and kitchen towels disappear to?

The cover lands on the floor

The dog tries to lick it as I keep him away with one foot

(Thank god I have no little kids crawling around in the way)

I may get a nice little moon-shaped tattoo

On the floor.

Matches the other ones.

But, I do learn from my mistakes

I do, I swear I do!!!

Because tucked in a cupboard

I have all the other covers I bought at the same time.

I may not be the brightest crayon in the box,

But

I have foresight!

(And maybe some stock in the burner cover makers' companies

Might not be a bad idea!)

And, by the way, I did not format this in the run-on style with no breaks between the paragraphs in which it appears.

My blog has a mind of its own!

The Mirror

When I look in the mirror

Who's that I see?

That's not me

Looking back at me.

That's my facade

It's the cover of my book

It's the cloak surrounding me

I'm buried there

Way underneath the wrappings

Hiding that me

Call it ironic,

But only those

who don't give a damn about me

are allowed to see me

The real me

To allow those who care

To have more than a passing glimpse

Is too much of a chance

For the real me

A risk I won't take

I am the Master of Disguise

the expert at Hide 'n Go Seek

The hidden object in Hot or Cold

The elusive goal in I Spy

I am me

Not the me in the mirror

But the real me

I'm honoured!

I have been honoured by two nominations for the kreativ blogger award. My dear cousin Dagmar, and our friend in blogland Debbie (Ols). Thank-you so much Dagmar & Debbie! In order to accept this, there are some steps I must follow:

1. Thank the person who sent you the award.....done
2. Copy the award to this blog.....done
3. Place a link to that blog....ok, hang on...done
4. Name 7 things people don't know about you.....oh boy! To follow.
5. Nominate 7 bloggers whom you admire....that will be tough, only 7?
6. Place a link to these bloggers...will do.
7. Identify these bloggers of their award.....will do that too.


Okay........7 things people don't know about me:
This is really hard, the things that people don't know about me is because I don't want people to know them about me! But in the spirit of the award, I will list a few "less damaging to my reputation" ones!

1. I like Hannah Montana (Miley Cyrus)
2. My dad is my hero
3. I would like to try being a hermit for a month
4. I can live with most kinds of music, pop & folk are my favourites, but I abhor country! It just makes me wince.
5. I suffer from BPD, and struggle daily with it.
6. I still have all my childhood collections....stamps, dolls, cigar bands, joker cards, post cards, rocks, books.
7. I couldn't care less about nutrition, just give me what tastes good!

Sheesh, that was tough. Okay, bloggers I admire:

I admire all of you because you are all so unique and talented in your own ways and you all open up your world to us all. But, since I have to choose 7, here they are in no particular order:
1. Holly at "Your mother knows but won't tell you so I will"
2. Beth at "Be yourself, Everyone else is taken"
3. Dagmar at "Barefoot from Heaven"
4. Jeanie at "The Marmalade Gypsy"
5. Mrs. E at "Easy Street"
6. Peter at "A Fine Thought"
7. Kamana at "Journalling Through Photos"

I thank all of you who take the time to share yourselves!

All out of words

I don't have any clever words today

I am a person of little words to begin

Never could get the knack of small talk

And the thought of talking with strangers

Fills me with dread

These pics are of the same waterfall

Which I took in the fall

And promised to take again

When it was frozen.

The perspective isn't great I notice

They look much smaller than they actually are

Even with Monty in front

The tiny footprints at the bottom help a bit

It was eerie walking through there
The creek, usually bubbling like crazy
Sometimes even a small river
Is silent under its icy covering
Except for the occasional burp
Which made Monty jump everytime
How to explain to him that the ground is not crumbling awa
under his feet?

Anyhow, enjoy the good life!
Till next time.

Up for Air

Its all over

The hustle & bustle

The messes & the beauty

The trimmings and the trappings

I can breathe

My house is back to normal

(except for the rows of pretty Christmas cards

that I don't want to take down yet...besides, I'm still expecting a few latecomers..

ahem, ahem Dagmar..but you're forgiven because although I missed your birthday, I did not forget!)

I can breathe

The tree is outside in the snowbank

Offering its remaining tinsel to the birds

I can walk barefoot in my living room again

Without sharp little fir needles piercing my feet

I can breathe

The cookies and the fruitcake are all gone

As are the turkey soup, the turkey sandwiches, the turkey pie

and the turkey casserole

And even that little bit of cranberry sauce that got shoved to the back of the fridge and crusted over

And I can breathe

I am going to find time tomorrow to catch up on all your posts

I promise

And I will breathe some more

Safe in the knowledge that I'm

..........hold your breath now......

ALL CAUGHT UP!!

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