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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Using Time Wisely

You know how they (let's not get into the discussion about who they is) say using your mind for things like puzzles and figuring "stuff" out is good for it? Yeah. That's what this is about.

I don't think "they" recommend that you use this technique when procrastinating. But that's beside the point. That's how I roll.

Anyhoo, while working on my mental cognition I was perusing Bored Panda to discover more tools for keeping my brain elastic and found Momo. How cute is Momo?

See my momo - Lola and then go visit Momo and work that brain.



Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Spicy Lady Interview For Hump Day Viewing

This is a 14 minute interview with the Frank's Red Hot Lady. "I put that bleep on everything." 

Her story is intriguing. Cancer 3 time survivor, 91 years old, used to get sick on street cars. Couldn't hear her big break in the phone call telling her she'd won the contract because she didn't have her hearing aids in. She had cervical cancer at age 33. Ummm that would be back in the day when cancer was usually a death sentence. 


Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Tax Day and Crappy Weather... A Poem

On Saturday the breeze blew a gentle 84
The air, a bit thick with promise of rain
Lack of common sense scented the smoke tinged ozone as fools burned brush piles ignoring the warning of high chance of raging grass fires.

We scribbled in numbers on our tax preparer's form, scratching out explanations. I made my husband take the walk of shame to drop it off, alone. We are those people. Tax procrastinators that cause accountants to gray early and develop tics.


Sunday, the skies opened with rain. Sheets of rain, thunder, lightning, even hail. 
Rain. Rain. Rain. Wet feet, soggy shoes and a long nap.

Monday. Iowa played one of her favorite games. Stump the weather man, tease the birds, torture the inhabitants who have complained about the longest. winter. ever. 
Snow. 24 degrees. Snow. On top of frozen rain slicking the streets, causing delays, making for a manic Monday. 

60 degrees in 72 hours. 
This is Iowa. Spring in Iowa. Or Fall. Heck, it could even happen in winter. 

Tax preparer must talk to me today. Needs clarification. Payback. He got the walk of shame. I have to do the talk. 

There are three things that are true in Iowa. Death, taxes and crazy weather. 


Thursday, April 10, 2014

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ True Dat or Not

This is kinda fun. 

I'll bet you don't know that I love learning weird things about personalities and human behaviors. Ok. Maybe you do. 
Cute ? True. Smells Like a Rose?  NOT!  LIE! 

I found a show on Netflix that I'm not sure I'd recommend (Lie to Me) because of content etc but it was fascinating because the main character (who was a real jerk, btw) was an expert on human tells. 

Anyhoo, this guy reads body language and micro expressions (the tiny flickers of emotion that happen before people are able to mask). People use his skills in court cases etc. 

So my friend Michelle found a video quiz that gives you the opportunity to test your skills at guessing who's lying and who's telling the truth. Proud to say I guessed right 9 times out of 10. 

You wanna try?  Here it is. 



Wednesday, April 09, 2014

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Words to Inspire

A friend is going to be a foster parent very soon. She has taken the classes, passed inspections and just waits for the final dots and crosses of the i's and t's. She wants her home to be a haven, a short term or long term haven for kids who need an infusion of hope, love and peace. 

She is working on the final details for her last home visit before her certification and wants to be child ready. So I offered to help. While she worked on a reading nook (with a reading teepee) (next to a soon to be created puppet theater) I worked on the chalk wall. The upper half has the alphabet and 1 - 10, a cork board "create" and random quotes. The lower half is free for children to create.