my head in the clouds cats and dogs swirl around me soon to be raining
The Daily Post one-word prompt: Clouds
Weather Report
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Liquid Assets
fortune rolls off me like water off a duck’s back slips through my fingers
The Daily Post one-word prompt: Water
Weekend Coffee Share 6/25/16
If we were having coffee, I would tell you to watch your step as we made our way through the house to the back deck. I’ve got a dozen different projects going and it’s an obstacle course in here right now.
One new endeavor – which has the kitchen looking like a disaster area – is that I’m trying out home cooking for my dog Chules. After his illness, he absolutely refused to go back on his regular kibble when I tried to wean him off the special diet the vet had recommended. Since I rarely even cook for myself, this experiment may not last long. We’ll see.
I’ve also been “helping” my daughter with figuring out how to get my two-year-old granddaughter to stop turning nap- and bedtimes into a battle of the wills. The great thing about grandparenting is that I can toss out all sorts of advice/ideas/wisdom without having to face any consequences if my suggestions don’t work.
Last night, my daughter (let’s call her “D” and my granddaughter “G” for privacy’s sake) and I were texting back and forth about the situation. Our conversation went something like this:
D: Did you have problems like this?!
Me: It’s not a problem. It’s a challenge 😀
D (tries to reach through the phone to smack me for my flippancy)
Me: G has a good imagination. Use it to your advantage. Make it fun to take a nap. If you give her imagination something to chew on she’ll forget about thinking up excuses for getting out of bed. Pretend to zip her into an imaginary sleep bubble or something…
******* [Long time passes.] *******
D: Just tried that. She’s been up three times since. I “put her in a bubble” to have dreams of us snuggling her. She gave me the bubble back, wanted to put it in her play teepee, and wanted to pop it.
Okay, so maybe that one wasn’t a great idea. Apparently G has an even greater imagination than I gave her credit for. I suggested my daughter put G in an imaginary pair of cement shoes, but it’s hard telling what G would do with that one.
Anyway, I had a good night’s sleep. I’m kind of afraid to call my daughter to see how the rest of her evening panned out. Maybe I should be serving her the coffee this morning. She might benefit from a “caffeine bubble” today.
I hope your weekend goes well. And don’t let anyone burst your bubble.
Thank you to Diana at Part-time Monster Blog for hosting the #WeekendCoffeeShare.
International Day of Yoga
June 21st is the United Nations-sanctioned International Day of Yoga (International Yoga Day). United Nations Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon, in his Message on the 2016 International Day of Yoga, tells us, “Yoga balances body and soul, physical health and mental well-being.”
Pertinent to this year’s observance of #YogaDay, Ban Ki-moon states:
“Practicing yoga can also help raise awareness of our role as consumers of the planet’s resources and as individuals with a duty to respect and live in peace with our neighbours. All these elements are essential to building a sustainable future of dignity and opportunity for all.”
Here are some poses that have definitely improved my mental well-being:
legs up the wall pose (Viparita Karani)
downward-facing dog pose (Adho Mukha Svanasana.)
cow pose (bitilasana)
corpse pose (Shavasana)
child pose (Balasana)
treed pose (Squirrelasana)
How will you observe International Yoga Day?
By the Numbers
One day I was
too tired to meet my
three friends
for drinks at
five o’clock, so I deep-
sixed that idea, and instead went to the
7-Eleven store and
ate
nine corndogs. Within
ten minutes, I felt ill, so I returned to the 7-
Eleven and bought
twelve indigestion tablets for
thirteen dollars. From now on, I’ll leave the junk food
for teens to consume.
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Numbers
Weekend Coffee Share 5/28/16
If we were having coffee, I’d ask you to pour. I’m still rather stove up from falling off a ladder yesterday. It was more like I “flew off,” with a very hard landing on a cement walkway. I didn’t have the presence of mind to take a selfie. I know that’s protocol these days.
Instead, I had to ward off the all-healing doggie kisses from my eskie Chules, make sure nothing was broken (you know, like my ladder, the screwdriver I’d been holding, the cement walk…), and then make it into the house while I could still manage the porch step.
The good news: I had cold brew coffee on hand, so I didn’t have to set up the coffee maker this morning. And I have poppy seed muffins. Help yourself.
I’ll have to keep this brief, though. I need to try and get Chules out on a walk before the muscle relaxer meds kick in. He was very upset last night when I couldn’t chase him around the house and hold our nightly wrestling match. He’s very good at laying on the guilt, with his whining and pitiful puppy eyes.
Thanks for stopping by. Mind the ladder on your way out. It looks innocent enough, but it has a mean streak a mile wide.
Thank you Diana at PartTimeMonster.com for hosting the #WeekendCoffeeShare.
Entangled
Dear Morning Glory:
Despite the beauty of your blossoms,
in your determined quest to reach the sun
you appear to be strangling my currant bush.
While I find both you and the currant bush
aesthetically pleasing, I unfortunately
need to sacrifice one to spare the other.
Contrary to your innocent appearance,
I know you to be quite ruthless in your
climb to the top, and it seems to matter not
whom you strangle in the process.
Please consider this letter to be
your eviction notice. You must
cease and desist from wrapping your tendrils
around the stems of the currant resident.
In order to facilitate your departure,
I am uprooting you from the ground.
While I hope this resolves our conflict,
I suspect you will try to make a comeback.
Be warned:
I will be diligent in
policing my grounds.
Sincerely,
The Keeper of the Pruning Shears
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Spare
Dreams Interrupted
dog’s morning kisses lick the sleep from bleary eyes wash away tired dreams
The Daily Post one-word prompt: Dream
Wet Dog (haiku)
water fight ensues
dog wins by racing inside
dripping wet in chair
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Jubilant
Henhouse, Episode 6
“I see you hiding behind those rocks, brown dog. Yes, I have eyes in the back of my head. Wait… that’s the front of my head. No, no, the back… oh, never mind.”
What Rhymes with Stanza? 