Just five things…

What you don’t know about me (and probably don’t honestly give a hoot about!)

  1.  I attended General Motors Training School years ago.  Received certification in Engine Rebuilding, Carburetion, Ignition Systems and Air Conditioning.  (Can I work on any present-day automobile with said credentials?  Sadly, no.)
  2. I did a fair amount of drag racing back in the day.  (Loved it and wish I had the opportunity to do it again.)
  3. Thanks to a huge collection of cookbooks I’ve amassed over the years, I am a self-taught cook.  Not a chef, mind you, but I can hold my own in the culinary field. (From Julia Child’s Kitchen was my first)
  4. Type A Personality?  Yup, that would be me.  (I aggravate myself on a daily basis)
  5. First impressions mean very little to me.  I have a tendency to see beyond who and what I come face-to-face with.  (Judgmental, moi?  Not at all, I gravitate towards honest people and have little time for anyone overly full of themselves.)

5 things I’m knowledgeable about (you won’t give a hoot about this either, trust me!)

  1. Writing.  (Simple enough.  I am here, on my own website and still attempting to finish my first book.  I think that qualifies me.)
  2. Scleroderma.  Nothing humorous here.  Both my father and mother-in-law suffered with and passed-away from complications of this  chronic connective tissue disease which is generally classified as one of the autoimmune rheumatic diseases.  Research indicates that there is a susceptibility gene, which raises the likelihood of getting scleroderma, but by itself does not cause the disease. (Research being what it is, this is a disease not listed with high priority on the list of any big fund-raising conglomerate.  It affects so many individuals and is often mis-diagnosed for Lupus or Fibromyalgia.)
  3. Intuitive feelings.  (This probably goes along with the whole “first impressions” deal but I firmly believe in going with any thought that pushes me toward…or away…from either a person or situation.)
  4. Tom Petty.  His words, his music. 
  5. Finding everything my husband misplaces.  E v e r y single day.  (Trust me, when he doesn’t misplace something, I worry)

5 things I know nothing about (only 5? )

  1. Nuclear Physics
  2. The Trans-Alaska Pipeline System
  3. Where Jimmy Hoffa is. (Maybe someone should check #2)
  4. Hunting
  5. Pokemon

5 things I believe (As is often said, one has to believe in something.)

  1. God.  I was educated in a parochial school system and live with the fear instilled in me about not believing.  So I do.
  2. Human Nature.  People will behave at their worst sometimes more often than their best.  This is pretty evident on a daily basis where politics are concerned.  None of us will change the world based on our opinions but to turn on each other over the right to express same is asinine.  Underneath it all, I need to feel that most of us are decent and caring.  (Regardless of any chosen political affiliation.)
  3. The world is round.  Definitely believe that. (Can you believe there is a “Flat Earth Community” who believe that that the Earth is not a globe, as most of us think, but some kind of plane, with edges?  Reminds me of lyrics from Hal Ketchum’s “Small Town Saturday Night”.)
  4. Miracles.  They do happen.  In small ways that we don’t even realize and in much larger fashion.  Give them a chance.
  5. Santa Claus.  Of course I believe, don’t you?  (I’m no dummy, less than one month before Christmas.  Call it my need to hold onto the magic of the season!)

My choice of Writing Prompts from Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop this week and a re-post of what I shared back in 2018.  Five Things. List 5 things we don’t know about you, 5 things you’re knowledgeable about, 5 things you know nothing about, and 5 things you believe.

So, there you have it.  Gave this prompt my best shot given that writing about oneself can be taken in various ways.   I mean, who really cares?  Mostly, it’s more information that anyone needs but, hey, it’s light reading and probably far more interesting than all the malarkey shared by the hapless mainstream media.

Signature

Fake realities…

Ideas for sharing words and snarky thoughts reside both in my head and on scribbled notes scattered on my desk. Such is the life of someone who writes. Or, possibly it’s just me. When the process is organized, it absolutely flows. When it isn’t, I’m back to being in school, doing a book report late on a Sunday night.


The writer’s group I belong to puts up prompts every week; some just reach out and grab my fingers as I type like a crazy woman. Often, it’s difficult to respond to just one so I do a blending of two, as I share in this round of literary madness.


I gave a great deal of thought to things, issues, that make me personally sick combined with all which is fake. Think about it, they can at times almost go hand-in-hand, yes? I think so, especially where news items and all which surrounds politics goes. I know, I know, here she goes again on another politically-based rant. Don’t like it? Move along, move along.


Still here? Well, I’ll do a brief fulmination on Covid vaccines which are making people sick. Myself in that group after having just one shot…and done! And, I’ll combine this with all of the fake news surrounding the virus and the treatment mandated by a shitload of incompetent government officials.

A friend posted on social media recently on a news release from the Florida Surgeon General which warned young men taking the mRNA Covid vaccine, due to a study showing the high risk of cardiac-related deaths. I responded to that post about how our government seized the opportunity with the vaccination process when COVID reared its ugly head and people panicked. EVERY medication has side effects which are clearly stated, both on the prescriptive enclosure and by doctors. But…the COVID vax’s and boosters…no one did an honest study on their long-term convolutions? No verifiable testing? The focus was on a major push for people to get innoculated, come hell or high water…just line-up, like a herd of cattle, get jabbed and prepare to suffer any future consequences that might, and likely will, emerge!


We’ve been held hostage
by the diabolical actions of a foreign entity and the complete incompetence of our current administration. We hid in fear, altered our lives, lost businesses and became lab rats for vaccines now demonstrating debilitating side-effects and probable genetic disorders in the future. All of this while the fake news continues to do what it does best, ignore the realities of the vaccine aftermath while urging citizens to continue on an unknown path of questionable medical treatment.


For someone like me, as well as others in my age group, the long-range side-effects really won’t matter. Most of us have been exposed, and dealt with Covid or one of its offspring. Most of us have fared reasonably well but there is that finite door of time in front of us. Not so for those we leave behind, our children and grandchildren. All of the questionable, fake, reactiveness to a virus which could have been managed so much better, on every state and governmental level, paves the way for a terribly uncertain future for billions of individuals.


And these very facts, and thoughts, makes me sick!

From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Tell us about something that makes you sick/Write a blog post inspired by the word: fake




Signature

We will meet again…

As a six-year-old at that time, I don’t recall too much of Elizabeth Alexandra Mary Windsor’s rise to the throne as Queen of England. That very title conjured up magical thoughts in my young imagination, I mean, what little girl didn’t want to be a princess or queen and rule some mystical kingdom? Thoughts of crowns, precious jewels, magnificent gowns and having people bow in your presence, that was what dreams were made of, without a doubt. 

Years have passed and along with that expanse of time, more of the mystique surrounding the life of royals became more easily understood. At least for me. After all, we are alike in so many ways, at least most of us. Regardless of societal position, where our families are concerned, the similarities are quite the same.

She was about family. Loving, accepting and, at times, overlooking so much of what most families go through. And she did so with much grace and dignity, but I wonder, during those times of family drama, if she ever launched into a “royal meltdown” in private, sheltered from the prying eyes of the outside world. I think that, in some ways, she often turned to her husband with some well-managed frustration over family issues she struggled to mediate or control. 

As news broke of Queen Elizabeth’s passing, the flood of memories and photographs began. Each marked the historical path she walked during her seventy years of service. A true royal, in every sense as well as an incredibly remarkable woman who was cast into the role of Queen at the young age of just 25. She touched so many lives, aside from those standing in the sidelines of royal criticism. Possibly, an element of my British heritage finds me feeling sad over her loss while wondering what direction lies ahead for England under its new king. How many of us could rise to such a challenge as she did, especially given the present-day turmoil affecting this world? 

We shall see. This beloved woman will be a difficult act to follow, she was the queen of many hearts. Now, in some ways, our world has lost its grandmother

God Save the King!

From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop… Write a blog post inspired by the word: time.

Signature