A Horse is a Horse of Course

“Isn’t she lovely? Isn’t she won-der-ful?”

There is a lot going on in the world right now that is particularly ugly. And sometimes it’s hard to find something to smile or laugh about. So today, instead of pulling a witty blog out of my a🤬🤬, I thought I would share with you a simple video of my horse being a horse in the best possible way. I hope it brings a smile to your face today.

Enjoy 😊

Someone likes to scratch her big ol butt on anything she can find 😆

Happy March 1st My Lovelies!

Coming soon – Leaves on trees 😊

While it may not officially be Spring in the Northern Hemisphere, that hasn’t stopped the T-Ball league from starting up in my neighborhood 😁 (for those who don’t know/remember I’m across the street from t-ball fields). And because the house blocks the noise, I never know they’re playing until I see the cars parked outside 😆😆😆.

Also, sorry for bailing on Monday’s posting. I was in recovery from a five-year old’s birthday party 🥱. Not that I would change a thing because it was for my darling nephew but when you live alone and then spend hours with three energetic kids (indoors because, of course, rain), it’s A LOT. And the noise 😬. And the long drive. It takes a toll on an old woman! But it was worth it especially after my little monkey asked, “Can’t you just stay here with us?”. What can I say, the kid loves having me around (to torture) 🤷🏼‍♀️. Just like his older cousins used to, until they became grups (👍 if you know the reference 😁).

So, did anyone check out the reality shows I talked about last week or were you too put off by my descriptions? C’mon fess up… 

There is a new one I’m considering called The Courtship which will air on NBC March 6th at 8 EST. Billed as a perfect mash-up of The Batchelor (not a fan) and Bridgerton (never saw) the descriptor reads:

“A group of eligible suitors vie to win the heart of a heroine in Regency-style England!”

Includes period clothing and everything. Sounds atrociously bad yet full of mocking potential (well for me anyway 😆). Who’s with me 🙋‍♀️? I will give episode one a shot and report back next week 😁.

Show’s I’m awaiting the return of: Extreme Sister’s (Season 2), I Love a Mama’s Boy (Season 3) and possible S’Mothered (Season 4). I watched some of S’Mothered season 3 and it’s enough for me to consider the next season. But I would recommend Extreme Sisters, which you can catch up on season one on TLC go. Let’s just say boundaries are nonexistent with many of these sisters 😬.

By the way, you can also find I Love a Mama’s Boy as well as many other TLC shows at Go.tlc.com

Until next time sending love to you all 💕.

Show’s I Thought About Not Recapping But…

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I really like the idea of creating not a recap recaps, but I haven’t found anything that’s as entertaining as I Love a Mama’s Boy.  There are a few that I consider so I thought I would share with you what they are and why I chose not to not recap them 😁.

First up, Relatively Famous Ranch Rules: if you remember back in 2005 E! did the similarly named reality show Filthy Rich Cattle Drive. Basically, they take a cross section of adult children of famous people, who know nothing about ranch life and put them to work helping to prep for the reopening. A lovely coming of age story really 😆. I thought about not recapping it (and I am watching it) but it’s mostly like an extended version of a Housewives trip but with the cast actually doing ranch work. So fighting, flirting, egos and some personal growth is the mainstay of this show. Not much more to say than that. Although one episode had them learning how to inseminate a cow. I’m game for a lot of ranch work but that would’ve been a big hell no for me 🤢.

Secondly, I was going to watch Adults Adopting Adults on Lifetime (yep this is a real thing 🤷🏼‍♀️). I even taped two of the ten episodes. But then I watched about 10 minutes of one episode and the husband of one of the couples just creeped me the f🤬🤬k out. The few minutes I spent watching this guy made me want to shower the ick off (SHUDDER…). So I scratched THAT off the list.

I also thought about another Lifetime show – My Killer Body with K Michelle. Again, I gave it a shot but between the format and well the general ooginess of it (reality shows about surgeries are just really hard for me to watch 😬), I just couldn’t do it. Sorry 🤷🏼‍♀️.

Lastly, I was heard about a new show on TLC – Stuck. Premise: “Welcome to the world of stuck objects, such as an insect in an ear or a vibrator inserted to deeply in a rectum that not even the ER doctors can reach it. Crazy things get caught in every hole in the body and have to be removed by medical professionals.” Now I’m sure you can guess why I didn’t want to watch this particular show (☝️), but I have to ask, who in their right mind would agree to be featured on this show, especially with where certain objects are lodged (ahem vibrator meet rectum). And I don’t mean that in a shaming way, you do you – but how could you not be embarrassed to be on tv about it? Good on them for their comfort level, but I’ll pass.

I like to say “I’m watching so you don’t have to” but the last three just pushed my ick-ometer over the line. But I share in case you find some joy in the oddity of these shows.

Calm Before the Storm?

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Late last night, as I closed my book put it aside, the most peaceful feeling came over me. My worries were still present, but I felt really calm, like I had been dosed with a huge amount of dopamine. I felt content and it was a good feeling.

For a few minutes at least…

Because while sitting in that peaceful stillness, a thought popped into my head (from who knows where 🙄) – is this the calm before a storm? It was as if Fate was saying “You should be preparing for what’s to come” (you know how much Fate loves me 😆). 

And it quelled my peace a little. But only a little 😊. Even better, not an anxiety attack in sight 👀.

I am a believer in listening to voices that speak to you that strongly, good and bad. And if, I am wrong, no harm no foul and I prepared for nothing. But there is any truth in that thought, I know I am ready to handle anything that’s thrown at me, something I haven’t felt in a long time As much as you tell yourself you’re ready for anything, but until you feel it, they’re just words.

So knowing I am ready for what’s may come is worth the price of admission 😉.

This Would Be #Pissed Off, if I Did #s

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Last week one of my favorite places really irked the hell out of me and I am reconsidering why I bother with them.

You see Tuesdays are new book release days and when I have a book or two I’ve been waiting on, it’s like Christmas to me 😊. And because I had gift cards for Barnes and Noble, I trotted my (not so little) behind down to the closest B&N – which is 26 miles away! But I go because not only do I get my new books, I look at the bargain bin to find new authors to read. Now if I find an author I really like, the next book they come out with will be added to my new release list to be picked up.

It is a journey to do this, but I am a loyal customer of B&N. However, this trip did not end as plan. Upon my arrival to the store, I find book number one on my list – Diablo Mesa by Preston and Child. I take a quick scan for book number two Stephen King and Richard Chismar’s  Gwendy’s Final Task, the final book in the trilogy. Not seeing it, I go to the trusty clerk who, after a quick computer search, tells me they don’t have it in yet! IT’S STEPHEN KING FOR GODDESS SAKE! How do you NOT have him in the store?!? And yes, before you ask, it was the correct release date. They just didn’t get any in.

I have been looking forward to this book for months only to have to order it and wait for it to arrive, which is frustrating because I wanted to read that first, but started on the other one instead (the King/Chismar book has since arrived, but I only read one book at a time 😊)And then, in what might be the final nail in the B&N coffin for me, they have decided that the only fiction they are going to carry in their sales section are classics that have been reissued!

Yes, I am using a lot of exclamation points 😆. To be fair, I was majorly pissed 🤬. 

Apparently, B&N has decided that they are not discounting older, usually hard cover books. WTH? This is how Amazon wins the book war My Lovelies. That and the fact B&N aren’t offering the member discounts they once did. I literally pay a membership fee to get just 10 percent off new releases – unless it’s a best seller by the time it hits the shelves (and that’s not even guaranteed 🙄). Now, I will pay a little extra at the bookstore, because I love being in there, wandering for hours checking out the books. But with all these changes, I may have to reconsider my membership!

Get it together B&N 😡.

On a happier note, it’s 2-22-22 and I think a lottery pick or two might be in order 😁.

These Dreams…

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“…go on when I close my eyes… Every second of the night, I live another life

Heart

Happy Monday My Lovelies 😊! Or happy Presidents Day if you prefer 😁. I’m finally starting to feel like the cloud of my beautiful girl’s death is starting to lift.  When I start sleeping better without any help (melatonin or trazadone if it’s really bad 😳), I’ll know I’m good.

Speaking of sleeping, my dreams are ratcheting up in intensity again 🙄. Lately, I struggle to remember what the hell is going on in them, so I’ve been trying to hold on to small segments to see if I can parse out what my sleeping brain is trying to tell my waking brain 😜.

One thing I have discovered is that when my ex comes up in conversation, I am more than likely going to dream about him. Before I had my Apple appointment, he popped into my dream to convince me that I was making the wrong choice in new computers. When I awoke after that particularly annoying dream, I realized that he is manifesting as my self-doubt because he caused so much of it that last year of marriage, especially in the end. See I do learn from my dreams 😁! Now I just have to learn how to counteract it 🤔.

Unfortunately, he popped up again, but this was a little stranger. All I remember was he and other people were supposed to be helping me clean my empty house (He was present because I accidentally invoked his name while I was awake 🤦‍♀️). I had asked if someone in the group would clean the wood floor – vacuum/sweep and mop, while I took care of something else (weirdly I think it was a puppy that kept morphing between puppy and baby– not digging into that 😬). Every time I entered the room, nothing was done. Dust bunnies were floating across the floor, I could see dog nose prints, etc. I just got angrier and angrier! If I had to decipher this dream, I guess that some part of me feels that I have to do everything by myself.

Whoo boy I’m on a roll with all this self-reflection 😆!

The last nugget of a dream that I really can’t figure out had to do with a young mom and her baby (I’d say less than 6 months old?). She desperately needed help and I was going to take her to my boyfriend’s, who happened to be John Cusack (I’ve had a crush on him since forever 😍), but she needed to rest first. So switch (think dream sequence change ala Wayne and Garth) to her lying on the floor next to me while I lean against an ottoman, snuggling the baby so that both can sleep. That’s all I held onto from that dream visually. Emotionally, I realized that even in my dreams, holding a child still did not make me regret choosing a child free life. I was more than happy to help but fully recognized that the child was going back to his/her mom, and I was just fine with that 😊. And the only thing that truly bothered me about the dream was that I didn’t get to see John 🤪.

So that is just a taste of my non-waking world as of late. It’s funny, I have read about lucid dreaming (basic gist – how to control your dreams). But I suck at it because my dreams are like books – I’m always curious about the story.

Until next time My Lovelies 😘!

My Hair is Bothering Me

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Ok, so you’re thinking I mean it’s time for a haircut, which it is but I’ve got it scheduled for next week, so I can tough it out until then.

What I really mean is that my hair is literally irritating my scalp, like shirt tags that keep poking you (which is also a problem for me). Basically, I want my hair to stop touching my scalp. And yes, I know how ridiculous that sounds. Doesn’t make it any less true 😜.

And then there is the fact that my clothes are bothering my skin lately. My tops always feel twisted, my pants never seem to sit right and my socks are making my toes feel squished, even more so when I put my shoes on. I have actually changed clothes because the way something felt on my skin irritated me so much. 

Right now, I have a sweatshirt on that I cut the tag out of because it was poking me and I can still feel where it was and it’s still poking me and the way the left sleeve is sitting is distracting me, no matter how many times I adjust it (which I have done several times today).

Don’t even get me started on the feel of microfiber cloths drive me crazy. I refuse to use them, it’s that bad 😳.

No, I am not a nudist at heart. I don’t find walking around naked particularly comfortable (good on those who do – no judgement here). Unfortunately, I struggle with sensory issues at times. Lately, my sense of touch has been particularly sensitive – probably in reaction to my anxiety.

And now I’m thinking about my haircut and all those little hairs on my face (SHUDDER 😱).

Yep, I’m a bundle of issues and a hot mess at that (patented dramatic sigh in 3…2… 😮‍💨). But aren’t we all really? 😆😆😆