Casts Arise

Why ever have you done this
And trampled over me
Kept your joy contained
Even as it reigned free

Unless this was the plan
Perhaps more clever you are than I am

So I’ve got a cold and feel like crap. I wasn’t going to get up for a while yet because I was warm for once. One of our dogs, Helena, didn’t like that I wasn’t up right now this second. So she catapulted herself not just onto my bed, but directly onto me and started jumping around. She’s a medium-sized dog, our smallest, but she’s still a decent size and heavy enough to knock the air right out of you.

It wasn’t the wake-up call I had in mind and it was at least two hours earlier than I had planned. Unfortunately, I know from experience that trying to go back to bed while Helena wants you up isn’t just futile, it’s also incredibly foolish. She has no problems using her little claws to aid you in arising. Her claws aren’t sharp enough to cut, but they still hurt. (Clipping her nails is hard because they’re black and I don’t want to clip too far.)

Of course, heaven help you if you need to get up and she’s asleep on you.

(*Cackles*) – Thankful Thursday

It  might just be because I am currently exhausted (don’t ask), but I am taking a fiendish delight in the thought that my eldest niece is taking Driver’s Ed this year.

Now most people think that having a driver’s licence means you have freedom and control over your young life.

Oh, how wrong, just…oh, so adorably wrong!

(At least in my family…)

Once you get that permit and then that licence…

You have one more skill that you will be offering on the chopping block that is household chores.

Although, my niece seems to be taking this newest step into servitude the best out of all who have gone before her (me included for the short time that I was able to drive) and is actually looking forward to being able to take people to doctor’s appointments and grocery shopping.

It is that positive attitude that I am grateful for and now I am calmed down from my slightly hyena-like giggles.

(It’s been a long week.)

Check out the original Thankful Thursday.

Scold the Lemonade

When you are tired or sick or lacking in oxygen (for one reason or another) you find yourself doing the silliest things.

When I was preparing biscuits for dinner the other night (to go along with a lovely soup that Mom had made, it was definitely soup weather) I was a little light-headed. (I haven’t been getting enough restful sleep at night and yesterday my lungs were a little tight for some reason.)

So I started to sing.

This in and of itself is not unusual in my family. There is always singing or humming or whistling or the playing of an instrument in this house (except at night when there had better be no playing of an instrument in the house).

It’s the song I was singing.

It was something about how the biscuits were baking and I couldn’t find the pink lemonade mix and had to fill up an old water jug to make the berry/pomegranate mix instead.

This song actually went on for something close to ten minutes where I also scolded the lemonade mix, in the song, for hiding from me.

Was a great afternoon for the light-headed.

Opposing Rituals – SoC

Being the opposite of her husband helped with the prolonged ritual, for him at least. He was greedy and grasping and, above all else, a murderer of the innocence of the world.

She was the very antithesis of this and it had helped him to become more powerful.

Now she was finally able to use such a thing, the different ends of hope and despair in order to fuel her own rituals, small though they would be in order to build up the power stored within her shackles.

“The only way to keep something truly caged is to kill it within its cage.” she whispered in the silence of her own mind, “and it is impossible to kill a phoenix, husband.”


This little snippet is brought to you by the Stream of Consciousness prompt of opposites. I was going to go for a longer post, but I just kind of died at this point.

Another Day

“We’re having a party! An international party! We’re having a party, of work well done!” The woman twirled around the room, idly singing songs she’d learned throughout her early childhood from various shows no longer on. “We’re having a party and we’re having a ball!”

Today had been a good day, a slow day and a slightly aggravating day all rolled into one. Then again, that was fairly normal as no one day was ever just one thing. It was always several things all at the same time no matter how clashing any of the many things might be to one another.

On the upside, her legs no longer ached after sitting for more than three minutes in a row and she didn’t have to spend five minutes, minimum, stretching out the calf muscles from their overexertion from previous days.

On the downside, the room was startlingly cold, not just chilly like it was for most everyone else in the house. No, it was cold enough to need extra socks, a sweater and a blanket wrapped around her freezing body, hands rubbing against one another randomly to generate more heat.

When not spinning around, she was unaccountably dizzy. When spinning around, her center of balance was perfect.

Meh, another day in the life.