The Great Forest Goblin Eviction During a Pandemic

I know it seems cruel to evict anyone during a pandemic. The truth is, that is the best time to do it.

Why? Because I am home alone most of the time and I have time on my hands. So why not evict the Goblins? They really are prickly creatures with no consideration for anyone else.

If Goblins are left alone for some time, which sadly they were in my forest, they will completely take over.

Just look at the following pictures. One can barely see the shed because the Goblins completely took over. Oh, and the shed is in shambles and I definitely blame the Goblins.

Some time ago I wrote about creating a Fairy Circle to ward off the Goblin Lord who moved in next to us. I can’t find that post to share, but some of you may remember it.

I am unable to find the Fairy Circle. The Goblins have taken over.

Goblins seem to have a real penchant for wrestling. They are always intertwined. They spread out and it is impossible to tell one from the others. The real trouble is they have really sharp nails and they scratch deep wounds in anyone who gets withing a foot of them.

They had to go. 

It’s not that I think Goblins are terrible. I know they must have a purpose. They told me they keep evil spirits away. They certainly block the house from the prying eyes of those walking on the road.  I can understand how some might think it unjust to evict them, however, they seem to scare away the gnomes and fairies and that simply is unacceptable.

I don’t have the picture of the shed in this, but I did manage to get rid of the goblins in this area.

Look, this tree has an interesting base. It looks perfect for a home.

I do hope someone peaceful and kind comes along.

Oh, wait, someone did move in.

He definitely seems to have made himself at home. Let’s be careful not to disturb him. It appears he is focusing on peace in the forest.


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What Is This Letter: I l?

In my title of my post I can tell the difference. I know the difference.

I don’t know that I would see the difference if I were reading a random post.

I shared something on my personal Facebook page regarding a sandwich that had, “bltch” written on it.

What is this letter? I l

Perspective is everything.

The sandwich was a bacon/lettuce/tomato with cheese.

Unfortunately I saw it as something offensive.

I wonder how often I am offended by things I shouldn’t find offensive.

I am bothered by how many things people are offended by that I don’t see as offensive.

Maybe we will be able to see people more clearly.

Let’s all try to really see the letters I and l.

I-i. l-L

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Reflection Reveals Recreating is Warranted

In the last few months my life has changed dramatically. I lost my paying job as many others have during this crazy time.

I spent hours each day doing absolutely nothing productive for about a month. Then I spent days at a time working on the landscape of my home. I learned I really like working outside and I could be proud as I saw many improvements I had been too busy or lazy to conquer before. It became a sense of pride. It was rewarding.

Then I had a moment of clarity when I remembered something Dr. Phil had said in an interview with an unemployed guest. He said something along the lines of, “Your job is to find a job. You need to spend 8 hours a day working on finding a job.”

I took this to heart.

No, I am not spending 8 hours a day looking for a job because the reality is there are no jobs to be found at this point.

What I am doing is spending as much time as I can diversifying my resume. Or at least, trying to diversify my resume.

I am fortunate enough to have a library system which provides free access to online courses. There are two types, Lynda Video Training and Gale Courses.

Lynda training is self-paced and allows me to explore anything without a structured time frame.

I started with computer programming because I really enjoyed my time learning about it when I was a long-term substitute in Middle School Computer class. I thought, “This is perfect. I will learn a skill and be able to have a career from the comforts of my own home.”

I was proud of myself as I downloaded the program and was able to follow along with the professor for approximately 45 minutes. Then something happened.

It was the same thing that happened when I took Trigonometry my freshman year of college. Three weeks into the course I stared at the professor and realized he was speaking a foreign language and I did not have a translator. I was so far behind and had no hope of catching up or passing. I dropped the class.

Reflection made me question – If I don’t find learning it enjoyable, how would I possibly enjoy doing it for a living?

Within an hour of staring at my computer I changed my “Path” to Graphic Design and I am so glad I did. I am learning so much and I have found myself sketching constantly.

Even better, I am dreaming big dreams.

Next week I will start three Gale courses which are time structured with actual assignments and feedback from the Professors. They are

Certified Mindfullness

Spanish in the Classroom

Writing for Children

I am looking forward to them and I definitely feel they fit my new focus on diversifying my resume.

Now, to the title of this post, “Reflection Reveals Recreating is Warranted.”

Three months. I have been home (literally) for three months with very little contact with others. My contacts include

The people and dog who live in my house – dog is the one I talk to the most.

People who text and my best friend who knows I hate talking on the phone but calls me for hours at a time. She’s lucky I love her.

The neighbors I like who happen to like yard work as much as I do.

Social media – does that really count?

With three months of being fairly alone with my thoughts, I have had a lot of time to reflect. Taking the courses and doing other research online covering all my various interests and desire to find a source of income, has given me plenty to reflect upon.

My conclusion is – I have not posted anything on this blog for a very long time. I haven’t even looked at it because in some strange way it had become a chore.

Maybe obligation with no real direction is a better way of referring to it.

Now, I realize the blog was all about me trying to make a name for myself without really being true to myself. It was all hide in the shadows of what I want to say but am afraid to say. It didn’t have substance.

So, I am recreating the Creation of myself. I am creating something more authentic.

Don’t you think the World needs more of that at this time?

I am going to post things that I am doing, trying, hoping to do. They will most likely all revolve around fairies, gardening, writing and most importantly dreaming of a brighter world and future.

So, I hope you are able to join me on my adventures to be a better, more authentic person and that you will enjoy the ride.

If not, I wish you peace on your own journey.

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Smaller Is Better

The beast is often a bundle of joy and we are all very grateful to have him in our lives. He warms our feet, cleans our dishes, alerts us when someone is at the door and when the squirrels have moved in the trees. Yeah, we don’t always need to know when the squirrels move through the trees but he sure thinks we do.

I have only ever owned two beasts in my life and I have been very fortunate that, though they tend to weigh more than they should, they have not had many health issues. I have been fortunate.

This morning, as I walked the beast for what feels like the hundredth time over the last week, something unusual happened. That which left his body was not fecal matter. It was pure blood.

Now I am not usually bothered by the bright red liquid. I have raised children who seem to have a fondness of leaking blood on a regular basis. I also work in a school and hand out bandages at least once a week. Blood does not bother me. Blood coming out in place of feces however, yeah it was not a good morning.

So, I did what any good woman on her last day of vacation would do. I texted the human, “The beast just **** blood.”

Human: “***”

Me: “Should I call the vet?”

Human: “Yes, ***.”

You see, it’s that time of year when the money doesn’t seem to be flowing into the bank account and the idea of going to a vet is not just adding stress because we worry about the beast, it’s the thought of how much it will cost.

We used to go to a big chain pet store and saw the vet inside. We used to pay around $400 to $500 just to be on their plan. We paid more when the pets actually went to the vet. We used to do that until one year when they tried to take money out of my account without my permission. Now we go elsewhere.

Our new place is incredible because of things I expected from my children’s pediatrician’s office but never got in the old place.

  1. Same people at the front desk every time we go.
  2. Same doctor every time we go.
  3. Someone who gives the beast treats and talks to him as though he was the best and only pup in the world.
  4. A doctor who goes above and beyond and treats me as if I am quite adequate as a parent.

The best thing about this visit?

Knowing (or at least being reasonably sure) the problem is not catastrophic and is easily treated with medicine and it cost less than $100 for the visit and the medicine.

I am so glad I have a small town veterinarian now because it is true, smaller is better.

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Ode to the Code

Why didn’t the chicken cross the road?

The programmer didn’t know the code.

Don’t ask me why someone thought it would be a good idea for me to teach coding to students. I mean, really I know nothing about coding.

Well, that’s not quite true.

I now know a lot more about it than I did six months ago. I mean A LOT MORE.

When I was in high school I took a statistics class for the first semester because I was told we would have computer classes during the last semester. Yeah, well, I work in the school system and I know all about broken promises. That might be why  I don’t make any promises – see my previous post. 

Yeah, no computers = no classes = I know a LOT about statistics and not much about computers.

It was nice to know statistics when I studied Psychology in college, but it hasn’t helped my own offspring who seem to not like statistics. I kept telling them I could help, but you know how kids are, they don’t want Mom’s help.

Moms, on the other hand, have no trouble asking kids for help – especially when it comes to computers. Usually my offspring have been monumentally helpful when it came to anything technological. When it came to teaching code – yeah, not so much.

I have figured out how to get the chicken to cross the road. It’s simple: chicken.x = chicken.x+1. Of course that’s assuming the road is to the right of the chicken and I have somehow managed to create a chicken sprite and a background with a road,…

I can draw with pencil much better than I can with code. I have had a pencil in my hand since I had a hand. At least it feels that way.

I do have a point to this post I promise. I can make the chicken cross the road, it’s getting it to stop when it gets to the other side that baffled me.

So, yes, I spent an entire day relearning all the lessons I have worked on for a month. Guess what? I still can’t get the frog to jumping stop when the key is not pressed, but I can get the chicken to stop, that is assuming I can draw the chicken in the first place.


I just love chicken, especially the Buffalo wing variety. Blue cheese anyone?

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Promises Are Empty

I am not making New Year’s Resolutions because that would just be making a promise to myself that I am going to make some change or do something amazing and the reality is very few people really stick with their resolutions.

When my children were little they would often say, “Do you promise?” and I would always say, “I don’t make promises.”

Every time my child cried because someone promised them they would do something and didn’t, I would think promises are empty. Promising that we will take the time to do something with a child and then not doing it is destructive. It breaks the trust between the child and the adult. It not only leads to disappointment, it leads to a lack of faith in anything.

My children learned that I did not make promises, but I often said I would try or I hoped we could do something.

My children are grown now.

They know I don’t make promises but they also know I can guarantee them one thing.

I will love them always no matter what. I will love my children.

They have tested this as all children do but they know my love is always there. No promises needed.

I will not make New Year’s Resolutions. I will not make promises. I will take each day as it comes and fill it with love.

Happy New Year!

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What’s In a Book?

When you spend an entire day walking, cooking, eating and never putting the book down, you know there’s something amazing about it.

When you read the last word and hold it to your heart because you are sad to let it go, you know it’s a keeper.

I held the book as one of the characters, Charlie, once held a box.

What’s in a book? If it’s well written, there is much more than a story.

I highly recommend this.

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The Power to PowerPoint

I have the POWER, I have the POWER, I am POWERFUL.

Can I get an AMEN?


I’ve been listening to many different motivational speakers lately, both spiritual and otherwise. Why? Because I have really been unmotivated this summer. I have been doing a lot more of sitting around wasting time and less of writing and working.

Yeah, it’s summer, but it isn’t making me a better person.

Then , when I was struggling to come up with a way to present the speech I committed myself to give tomorrow night, I realized I was inspired to try something I have been telling myself I would someday learn how to do. I not only felt inspired to try it, I actually committed to do it and I got my computer out and did it.

Well, truthfully I am still working on it, but I know what I am doing.

You see, I couldn’t figure out how I would remember all my key points and my printer is out of ink, and it’s just too much work to try to go shopping, so I thought I would try the PowerPoint.

I have the Power to PowerPoint.

And you know what? I think it’s pretty good.

I have watched quite a few PowerPoint presentations in my time in classrooms and Toastmasters. I have formed opinions on the proper and improper uses and I will keep that in mind tomorrow.

I will not simply read the slides. I will not put too much information on the slides when it is better for me to demonstrate. I will not rush through the points. I will be in control.

I am excited. I have the POWER!


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I Found My Way

I don’t really remember what song it was, but I found myself thinking the words of a Frank Sinatra song this morning. I was preparing to start rearranging things in my house and decided that I would find a Frank Sinatra album on my music app.

I have been listening to him all day. I was surprised to know most of the songs. The songs I don’t know still have me swaying as I move about the house. Even now, as I write, I am listening to his swooning. I can’t usually write with music because I get distracted, yet his songs simply calm me.

I have been thinking about my parents all day. I can imagine them dancing to these songs and that brings me joy. I keep thinking the only reason I know the songs is because my parents always sang when we took long trips in my youth. It’s nice to have the memories and even nicer to have been inspired to find this music so I can sway to the nostalgia.

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Showing up for Success

I saw Howie Mandel in an interview recently. He was asked to comment about judging for America’s Got Talent.

I can’t quote him exactly, but he said he was surprised by how many contestants say they don’t sing at home. In fact, many of their friends don’t even know they can sing.  He wanted to point out that the most successful people are the ones who show up.

That comment struck a chord with me. How can I be successful if I don’t show up?

If I don’t actually open my computer or at least take a pen and notebook off the shelf, I will never be finished with the sequel to my first book. I will never be able to call myself a success because I am not showing up in the first place.

That thought led my mind to the idea that showing up is half the battle.

It is. As soon as my computer is open and I start typing, the battle has begun and the victory is imminent. Well, imminent might be an optimistic exaggeration, but it is much more likely than it would be otherwise.

So, here’s to showing up and succeeding.

Have a nice day.

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