SoCS: shade

My house has fallen into shade for two months now. Along my driveway is a line of very old, tall cedars. The sun doesn’t make it above them all day then sets behind the house in front of me. Its dismal.

For now, around 1:00 p.m., there is a little tiny bit of sun in a space between two trees. But that’s going now, too.

That’s why I put up some Christmas lights outside already, just the white ones. In a week or two I’ll put up coloured lights and the star above my door. You have to light up the gloom!


Sometimes I compare ‘evil’ to shade: I don’t believe in Satan or a power of evil. There is only the light that is God. But there is something in between us and the Light that causes a shadow. That thing is ‘ego’ and we are the shadow.

There! I’ve answered the question of good vs. evil!  Now all you have to do is put aside your ego! Easy peasy!


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “shade.” Use it any way you’d like.

SoCS: marketing dentistry


socs-badge-2019-2020Went to my pile of flyers that get stacked until the day I put out my recyclables. Every Wednesday I get a roll of flyers stuffed into my mail box. I go through them, look at a few, pick out the good ones for starting fires then throw the rest on the stack.

The top flyer was a shiny, two page advertisement for Petrolia Dentistry. I’m so glad you had this prompt today because this is funny. Not funny ‘ha ha’ but funny like; holy moly, look at the advertising for these dentists.

‘Caring and Convenient Dentistry’ with a photo of a young mom and her daughter smiling, “you don’t have to go to a big city!”  “most insurance plans accepted!” etc.

Inside there is info on how to check yourself for problems such as #4- have your teeth suddenly become loose?”

Then next page has a recipe for Curried Butternut Squash Soup and a photo which I’m going to scan because it contains a pet peeve of mine. A good-looking almost elderly couple. I know they are not clients of Petrolia Dentistry and this photo is most likely used in many advertisements such as travel. Whenever there is advertising for seniors they are always a couple.  and they usually look just like this; (I’ll give you the whole page so you can get the recipe)

fake couple
fake couple with photo-shopped teeth


ON the back is a photo of the 3 dentists with a little write-up on each one. “Call them today!” and, repeated; “Most Insurance Plans Accepted”

I already have a dentist I like and she’s much closer than Petrolia.

Thanks for a fun prompt, Linda!

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “flyer/ad.” Look at the latest ad you got in the mail (if it’s a store flyer, choose the product right in the middle of the page) or choose the next online ad you find, and theme your post on whatever the product is. Do not name the brand if you hate it, unless you add that it’s an opinion/review of the product in question. You don’t want to chance getting sued. Have fun!

SoCS: bad dream

Warning; this post is very sad. If you aren’t in the mood for sad then don’t read this. I wouldn’t write it normally but I need to speak it.

Every morning I hope I’m awakening from a bad dream but then I remember its true; Tyler is dead. He committed suicide. He was my nieces’ husband, my nephew-in-law and father to Will, 7 yrs. old.

This happened 10 days ago. That’s why I didn’t write last week. Too sad.

I’ve had a hard time because I have no one to talk to. Two friends have reached out with letters but they live far away. I’ve been alone with my thoughts for days and days.

I thought the celebration of life yesterday would help bring closure but it made me worse.

When I arrived Will was playing Crazy Eights with his uncle. I joined in to play because I would prefer that to talking to people. We played a few games then I mentioned we were going to start soon.

Will started looking around, like he was looking for someone. I asked him if he wanted to get his mom or anyone but he shook his head. He kept looking and looking at the entrance way. I didn’t get it yet.

Tyler’s sister spoke first, in tears, then my niece spoke. That’s when I saw Will waking towards us starting to cry; his face showed his pain. They took him to the washroom and he threw up.

It took me until I was lying in bed last night to make the connection. Will was waiting for his Dad to come in. He probably thought it was all a bad dream and now Tyler could came back. I think it was the first time he really understood that his dad was not coming back.

My nephew and his family took Will home with them.

I don’t know whether to share this with family or not. Why add more pain and hurt?

My nephew, Tyler’s mother and I all have something in common; we share a birthday and that is today. I can’t imagine Tyler’s mom’s pain.

I wish it was all a bad dream.


SoCS: nuts

My life is full of nuts; edible and human.

My ex-husband, who’s a nut, brought me a big bag of nuts; walnuts from Costco. They have the best walnuts because they are fresh. Walnuts go rancid very quickly so those little bags at the grocery store are already rancid.

I eat raw walnuts to boost my protein at breakfast and also because they are high in Omega 3 fatty acids. Recently I found chia seeds are really high in Omega fatty acids also but they aren’t nuts so they’re aren’t in this story.

One of the bins in my fridge is just for nuts and seeds.

My ex-husband is a nut and not in a good way. First of all, rejecting me as a wife proves it right there. So far he cannot find anyone who can put up with his nuttiness.

He collects things; he has 50+ salt lamps and I’m sure he will keep on buying more. He also buys rugs from somewhere in Toronto at a really good price.

Last spring he came with a beautiful salt lamp (I even posted it here) and two runners.  He visited me a couple of days ago and came with another salt lamp and two more, bigger, rugs.  They are beautiful but . . .  I don’t want them!

Yesterday, while I was dragging them around the house trying to find good spots for them, I was getting pissed off. Just give me the money you spent on them, damn it! Apparently the new hall runner is worth thousands of dollars but he only paid hundreds. It makes me want to sell them. I have a sagging deck that needs fixing and have to hire someone $$$; replacing it for a new one is more than I can afford.  I don’t need or want expensive rugs!

His house (which used to be my house) must be so weird but at least it has lots and lots of negative ions abounding. He can feel them. He doesn’t have any on-line or especially wireless anything. I hide my phone when he comes just to avoid scorn. He say he can feel wi-fi but doesn’t know I have it here and I’ll never tell him.

I’m glad when he leaves because he’s so intense and full of nutty opinions he wears me out. I can hardly get word in before he interrupts and talks me down. Then, after he goes, I feel sad. Sad for the husband he could be, but isn’t.

I must be nuts.




Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “nuts.” Use it any way you’d like.