Site Blunders, Mistaken Communication

I was checking in on the tablet because I turned the computer off. Scrolling through themes, I found one more attractive to my sensitivities. So, sorry, but we are now revamped. This theme is Publication 2. It has my sidebars and widgets, which were sadly missing in SAGA. I am old school, having blogged since 2005. (See Chronicles should you be interested in that history. It has lots on it.) I like as much detail on pages as artificial intelligence can afford me. I am still not paying for the website, though I did keep my domain. (It will happen, just at the appropriate time.)

School has begun in a lot of places. Those of you with kids, (and our crowd of creatives), I recommend you institute a period of gratitude each day. I find this gives a perspective that sometimes slips into the busy oblivion of day following day. Just have a few minutes to write or simply verbally share some things that went well during your limit of hours.

I am thankful:

  1.  The Wookie (Marbles) did not injure me while we walked. This being an ongoing problem I am praying about, I would much appreciate an improvement.
  2. My stomach seems to be recovering, I, unfortunately, forgot I cannot eat foods with heavy concentrations of MSG. Mongolian Chicken should be prohibited.
  3.  I found a much more appropriate and loveable theme.
  4.  I completed reading Ink and Bone by Lisa Unger. An excellent book with some paranormal emphasis and well-developed characters. Missing it. Somewhat adrift trying to find something new. Oh, it was 5 stars, highly recommend it.
  5.  Music; brings me through the days when I am straying and finding the way hard to navigate. (We Believe – Newsboys) (Time Waits For Noone – Freddie Mercury)             (Anything by the most esteemed Dr. Brian May) (Gangsters Are Running the World – Roger Taylor) ( Hide Away – What can I say, Mick Jagger)

If you can, pull your youngsters (and yourselves) away from screens long enough to do a minimum of ten minutes of creative work, whether art, writing, photography or whatever the penchant. These things will enrich your days and add joy to your lives.

I know many of you are more successful social media mavens than I am. Should you feel inclined and you find my communications of efficacy, please share as you may. I thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative today. I hope you will explore and wander about a bit. There is a follow button, or you may simply return as appeals to you. I think my links are now available again without having to search as much.

As a prompt, if you have a blog or site, which you have not refreshed in some time. Consider what a change might do. I know it takes some investment of time and effort, but the payoffs are sometimes higher than we expect.

Had to share the Tribble, just for the cuteness factor. My buddy.

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© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Love, it may come late, but when it shows up, the world rocks…

Hands touching across
A divide longstanding wide,
Could grow side by side.

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Still, the Taste

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There was a day in the dead of Winter, when the weatherman on the Black & White TV said everyone should stay home. Of course, Daddy went to work, cause he did. I was a tyke.

Melv had to go into work at Mr. Cleo’s Machinist Shop, and Mom was tasked with the drive, in the white Buick that was dripping icicles like a waterfall. We still lived in the trailer park, so as I say, I was a tyke.

I hadn’t had breakfast, Mom fixed a bowl of my favorites, Froot Loops. Back then, car seats had not been invented, and as a family, we were not fans of seatbelts.

Mom drove, Melv sat up front, and I had the back seat to myself, with the bowl and a blond headed Pee Wee doll with a tiny red dress with black trim, from Grants.

We made it out of the trailer park and across Gordon Road, past the Baptist Church that was somehow not quite the Baptist we were.

I was munching on the Froot Loops, and there was somewhat an argument in the front seat, which I did not worry so much about, because at least in this car, plates could not go flying and belts were not involved.

As I recall, I was standing on the hump with one hand on the blue vinyl of the front seat looking out the windshield when the car suddenly began to slide, then spin. I lost the back of the front seat, the Froot Loops, my feet, and was flung around amid the flying cereal.

We hit the rock cut. I wound up in the floorboard.

The Buick had such a coating of ice, as did the rock face, that there was not a scratch on that invincible car. The only casualty of the accident was my bowl of Froot Loops.

Mom did, however, become more adamant about never driving on ice. It did not slow her down under less inclement conditions though. My love of speed is inherited from both parents.

Melv may fill in what happened about his day, I am no longer certain. I was understandably upset about my breakfast.

As you see, I am still a junkie.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Sunday, March 17, 2019

 

An Old Favorite – Updated

When I was a kid, before microwaves, in a household that pinched pennies until Mr. Lincoln wished he had never entered my mother’s clutches, the above was a regular item on the limited menu.

Fast forward to this future, and you have me, who despises cooking and turning on an oven in scorching temperatures.

I have adapted the dish to something microwave friendly. The ingredients are:

Place a number consistent with your appetite on a microwave-safe plate. If desired you may make slits across the weiners to keep them from bulging in the heat.

Add:

You may use any brands you like, these are those I had on hand. Distribute ketchup over weiners in the desired amount and thickness.

Lastly, add:

I am a cheese fiend, and this is my favorite binge. Place cheese slices over wieners and bed of ketchup.

Place plate with preparations in the microwave, heat for a minute twenty seconds, or until you decide the meal is done.

Serve with your choice of chips (if you like) and beverage.

I do not usually share cooking ideas, so if you like this, drop me a line.

Have a blessed day and stay safe.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan