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PRIVATIZE

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BIJORN

Oh, like a guardian angel where the dark and light are side by side.
My response to your beautiful talent in “Time Arrested By Death.”
A spark for me I hope. Thank you. Excellent.

That was my comment for Bjorn Rudbergs Writings.

To read His original poem, click :

Time arrested by death

https://brudberg.me/

Being Oneself

As the holidays pass we must all eventually recognize just how time becomes the most valued asset one can own. Ownership not fully, but sometimes within reason. When your celebratory circles get smaller and smaller a great many adjustments must be made. Being with those you love and have loved in times long ago become so distant. Happiness seems harder to create, actually yes it must be created by you from within for yourself.

Make a life that you love, add to your pleasures day by day. Then week by week. And so on. Beset with setbacks may seem overwhelming. Daily you can win each challenge small ones at first and then the larger ones. Family, people and pets cannot be replaced. Happiness can be found from time to time. Constant happiness is a stretch that some do achieve. Enjoy life the best life you can even in the most overwhelming of circumstances. Especially the small things. Just a fresh drink of water.

Have fun where you are and in what you are doing at that moment. When you can make someone smile, even in the seemingly boring times. Rich or poor does not really make a difference in the heart. Then you know you will manage with or without people. Time, activities and mealtimes become your own. Thinking of those special times to create for yourself.  Not saying money does not matter. Love yourself always. Then you can love others.

Efforts to be fun and create joy are done doing stuff that gives you pleasure. A job, working on cars, eating a good meal. Conveniences. Some have no basics. Work for your basics that will give you joy. Food, water, and heat. While maybe those are not your issues. Eat and sleep well while traveling, away from family and friends. Know they are waiting for you. Do your best. Waste nothing as you will end in nothing. No you cannot take it with you. As you get old comfort is nicer.

Comfort you have made for others may not necessarily happen for your aged self. So plan accordingly. Start now, someday it will count. Think of those from your past as the addition of a life you loved and can love remembering. Someday you may not be able to think of those wonderful or even awful days.

*Aside to:

I So Remember…All The Posts!

Thank You So Much For Sharing A Life With Me.

 

When Conversation Is Just Conversation! In progress

This site is intermittently not for those under 18 sort of: most of whom know more than me. This is the least I should do is; a warning.
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Exploits of Hers?

Now I am single so I go places alone. Now I never used to do anything alone. Actually I used to stay in for weeks at a time. Just so I did not have to go out.(Alone!) In the last two years I have ventured out alone. Prior I was always meeting someone out. Continuing; now talking to total strangers of course I have been recently informed I go out to meet men. But I do not always talk to just men. Frequently, trying not to sound like a barfly I am memorable. (Strange looking or too friendly or just plain weird. Pick.) I have a 2 drink limit so it is not drunkenness. I can nurse these drinks all day. Sometimes I am drinking virgin drinks but they make my tongue blue. Owners & bartenders remember my name what I drink and I learn some of their names. We celebrate their birthdays at other places where they are not employed; we have lots of fun. Females and mixed couples.
Anyway we have done this for at least 5 or 6 people. Owners included; locals only places, cabs and drivers ready for all over imbibers. So the answer is no I have not met and went home with anyone I have met in a bar. No one nighters, etc. because that is not why I go out. I am not saying I was never attracted to anyone out there it just was never my point to have more than conversations and friendship later maybe. Especially when I may be seriously in relationship with someone I really care about. If wrong, someone please correct me. It is no worse than someone going out with a guy or guys night out. Most of my interpersonal acquaintances are male some are female, not too many. Just blogging takes a lot of my time. Females assume because of my age I can fix anything and know everything, so I am not the fixer and no one likes my answers anyway. Too square. A few answers are not so square.

When contacting a very dear friend, who is still working I realize working people are different and do have to rise early and cannot play late. Just trying to make life easier on them. After all I have driven 200 miles just since Meinke . Apparently.

I know you will sleep on the sofa most of the evening while laying against each other keeping warm. Caring enough to believe that if we are together enough we will be able to spent some of that time just embracing and not actually wearing you out too much for work. We both have a few issues as far as monitoring ourselves when in each others presence. Thinking some of that may wear off. Doubting it. Since we waited so many years I felt lots of togetherness would help. As far as the advice you receive, if I were you and you think you want to be with me you should do what feels lovingly natural and the kindest ways to react. Standard rules of black and white do not apply to love and desire, touch and sensuality. since we are both thin skinned we need to learn to say I did not like what you said or how you handle this or that.

Always remember those who have love because of leverage are not all that happy. Chaining a heart is not love. Someone who loves you beyond measure is the goal. Just to look at you just to be with you in your presence. Seeking your approval at all times as pleasure and never tiring of togetherness.  Enhancing our time together in this life we are not young. Time should not be wasted. I know you feel you get older by the minute waiting for me. But as old as I am I feel the need to put in a lot of extra work to be attractive for you. Although you are nice about it if I am on time without my masks on I know you work in an environment where all the women are dressed to the nines and have no hair out of place and faces have been done very well.

If I had a teammate you can believe that would be the case with me too. But I have to pay my own bills, even with some help it is not easy. Thank you for reading this far. I am shocked, since you say it is all over your head?

Blackbeard The Teach

********Stay tuned some year for ‘Blackbeard The Teach’…the only living decendant I have met, of  Blackbeard the Pirate. Quite another long but spicy story. The ending is still dicey, but I cannot wait to see how it ends. The suspense is so unusual, I cannot wait to share life keeps getting in the way! But he is finally learning how to date way up north. Have tried to help him by phone. Things have quieted down. But, he still does not want to get married. Someday he may marry the girl. Certainly she has lots of patience.

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The Past (Blackbeard ii)

Wetlands, Temperate, Uncomfortable and Friendship

Also inspired low country views by Wetlands, Temperate and Uncomfortable. During a wetlands walk it was easily over 100 degrees that day and in the shade it may have been 99. GOL my version of (giggling out loud). We sat in the shade outside without A/C (air conditioning) and had a picnic lunch and a drink. I must brag on the very best sweet potato fries I have ever been served. What a shock! So if you ever stroll on the waterfront boardwalk in Georgetown, SC overlooking the wetlands you will have to try them. Just remember the balmy misters blowing in the air and the quiet of it all. You will have the right place. Friendship was inspired by our conversation there and during our 105 degree hike to and from the furniture store.

Follow up, this was a case of mistaken identity. Sometimes people just are not. Presentation can be very misleading. Verbiage is just lip service. Passion cannot be taught!

Confession and Confession 2

Confession and Confession 2 were inspired by the word, which was an internet prompt. I had just met a  man,  we took a long walk along the Wetlands of Georgetown, SC. When I got back I was very inspired by his quiet demeanor and  conversation. I could hear between the lines that he was in a precarious time with his major home renovation. He was quite paranoid about not being onsite for every facet of the rebuild. Later on when I saw the home I was quite impressed by the design. And the man the first year. It is very unusual for someone to just quit caring, but he did, just like turning off a water spigot. Of course, in the end it is his loss in the long term. Because I had really cared. It has been more than a year and I think I have recovered. And I realize it is totally his loss. I can fix my issues, he will continue in his. Too bad!

Beautiful Fawn

Beautiful Fawn was inspired by a bull-mastiff dog that is so well-trained and happy and just wants to be touched and petted all the time.
He never gets tired of being petted, it will just not happen! Just a pleasant animal.

Sad to say I got a call from his owner that KO had passed away and what a magnificent creature. Too Bad.
His little partner must be at a total loss. And now will have to be the alpha.
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Billowing Tropics

Billowing Tropics was inspired by a photograph I had been enjoying that my daughter took when she was very young. She has always appreciated clouds. Photography has always been an interest.

 

 

A Seed

A Seed was written in a fun pattern and was quite a little challenge. I had written another one but I may have seen it subconsciously on a poster about coffee of course. I may share it later and put a just in case disclaimer on it because you never know what my mind memorizes or what may be recalled.  For this write only; if Starbucks did not write it. Or project it in their Myrtle Beach store. The original store not where they moved now. Then it is mine. And I wrote it.

Revisitation!

Revisitation is a memory of my daughter’s riding lessons. These were some of the best
and worst years for me personally, bittersweet is probably the right word.  Her brown
eyes french skin and dark hair could have asked anything and God turned it up for her.
The riding lessons were her and her stepdad’s great idea, his 6 foot stature and
hers: who at a whole three an a half feet; thought our judge friend had a great idea that
she needed a real activity in her life that she would always cherish.
The judge loaned her horse and recommended a trainer in the Pawleys Island area
and I was outvoted three to one and her husband made 4.
The judge and her husband turned out to be really good friends.
(Until my husband got to ill to visit and really be a friend. He got so sick.)
Knowing they were all right and that I could not win, I stifled my fear about her
small stature and never protested a word. I was determined to let her start doing
anything she could accomplish. I found out many things about her that year; she is an excellent negotiator and mediator. She has no qualms about what she will try to challenge and no challenge is too big! She is confident and works through any and all challenges.