Food is good

I really enjoy eating plenty of foods. There are few foods I dislike (red meat, for example). I have discovered that my foolish April writing challenge is definitely foolish because I don’t always have good ideas to write about. So today, the second to last day of the challenge, I will write about food and try to get at least 200 words out.

Salty food is my favorite type of food. Eh, no I should talk about something more serious. In college I took a class called Hunger at our Fingertips that focused on food waste. That is a serious issue, it’s not just individuals tossing half of a sandwich, no, large companies and restaurants are tossing perfectly edible food when there are people dying from hunger. Nah… maybe that’s too serious of a topic… okay! I’ll revert to my initial topic as I am no expert on the food crisis, and I’m glad you reader(s) let me come to that conclusion.

I really can write about whatever I choose since my reading audience has not suggested what I should write about. This blog has places to go so don’t be thinking I’ll be silent after April ends. Sure I’ve written 200 words at this point, but that is kind of boring. I feel if I were to end this post like that, I’d be letting you readers down. I don’t know what you have come to expect from my writing, but I would still feel bad.

Food is good. It’s not easy for me to make food with my abysmal vision and short term memory loss, but it’s fun to eat. I can make a good peanut butter and jelly sandwich though so I’ve at least got that. I enjoy plenty of foOds and want to be able to connect with others about it, as I haven’t been able to connect with people for any other trait of mine in a way that has lasted to this day. I am very lonely and sad. This isn’t supposed to be about my depression though. I love food and want to meet others who love food.

This is blog post 29 of 30 in my April writing challenge. What foods do you like and dislike? I know not many people comment on these posts, so at least think about your answer. Buuut if you do want to comment I promise you clicking reply won’t bite you.

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I am very excited about it. I’ve got on a Planetary Society shirt and a twirl skirt that has the rings of Saturn on it. I am a nerd of many calibres, including space and extraterrestrial exploration.

StarTalk Radio is a podcast that is hosted by astrophysicist and director of the Hayden Planetarium at the American Museum of Natural History Neil deGrasse Tyson and features many guests. It brings science and comedy together in a brilliant way.

This event was pushed back due to the coronavirus, but it’s still happening. I am very glad my dad didn’t get a refund way back when it was originally canceled. Thank you, Dad!

This is blog post 28 of 30 in my April writing challenge. Keep Looking Up!

Attack of the wiggle butts!

Today, Mom and I took the corgis out for a walk. Yep, I said the w word. Nemo and Squirt know what that word means, and it makes them excited whenever someone says walk. That’s why people have to say “the w word” in my house instead of walk. Nemo especially gets really excited and then really sad when the word slips out and he doesn’t get to go outside. I remember my one childhood dog, Sasha, reacted the same way whenever she saw someone take out her leash. Sasha had bad hearing, so the word walk didn’t mean much to her, yet she knew the sit command.

Both doggies did their business in the yards of some neighbors and we obviously bagged up the business. While passing by a trash can to dispose of the doggy bags, we saw a house for sale. We decided to check it out. The back yard was mostly fenced in and the house appeared to have been renovated from what we could see through the windows. I made a mental note to look the house up when we got home as I didn’t have my phone on me to take a picture.

Nemo kicked up neatly cut grass in a few yards while we were out walking. It was amusing because he didn’t do it on every lawn, but the two he tried on were freshly cut. Squirt was panting the whole way and tried to go home to several houses that weren’t ours. We encountered another dog being walked on the opposite street at one point, to which Nemo became very excited to meet, but we didn’t want to cross in the middle of the street only to return shortly after to the original after the doggies sniffed butts and then depart. So we stood ground holding the leashes taught as the other person and their dog walked away.

The community water bowl for the cats and the dogs had a little water, but Mom filled it up with cold water when we returned home. The walk was a little more than a mile long.

After researching the house for sale, we learned it has way more bedrooms and bathrooms than I think I would ever use. Additionally, it is out of my current price range. It was worth a try to look.

This is blog post 27 of 30 in my April writing challenge. Going on walks is more fun with company, including the company of two little fluffy corgis.

April 26 is Get Organized Day

I cleaned up my room slightly today. I currently have a bedroom that works for children four years and under, but I have two decades more than that so it’s a very tight squeeze. In other words, I have acquired quite a few more belongings than a four year old would if only because I’ve had more time to gather belongings.

April 26 is Get Organized Day, so me clearing up some space in my room so my brother can hang up a shelf had more than one purpose. If my closet had a higher clothesline, it would have been way easier. Plus I wouldn’t have had a bunch of sweatshirts on my floor. I had to clean up though— so the sweatshirts are now in the pile in my closet. Cthulhu was sleeping not in R’lyeh, but instead under a blanket on my bed while I was cleaning up. He even purred at some points, not that that’s surprising because he seems to be purring almost always. He kept me company.

I also put away dishes, so I can say I’ve successfully observed Get Organized Day!

This is blog post 26 of 30 in my April writing challenge. There are only 4 more days left in the challenge. I plan to keep writing on the blog, but posts may not be as frequent. Enjoy reading!

Can you decipher thIs Morse Code?

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This is the audio for the Morse Code!

This is post 25 of 30 in my April writing challenge. Morse code day is not until April 27 but I wanted to get a head start to see how you readers react. Enjoy!

I found Squirt’s itchy spot and he is having a blast!

I found Squirt’s itchy spot and he is having a blast!

I wrote another poem today

So April 23rd is Talk Like Shakespeare Day. I think this is because that is either the day William Shakespeare was born, died, or both. I wrote a poem trying my darnedest to write in iambic pentameter, which good ol’ Willy was known for. I used an unusual rhyme scheme. I looked up the bubble sheet answers for the PSAT and used the correct answers to distinguish between different rhymes. Unfortunately I cannot locate the source I used for this, so I have no clue what year it is from. The rhyme scheme goes like this—

B-1
A-2
C-3
D-4

A-2
C-3
A-2
D-4

So on and so forth

So here’s my poem!

Look Up Before it’s too Late

All is well on the planet 
Not this planet, good heavens no
Good fortune is not only found within sugary confections 
Look up, or remain bêtise

The knowledge in society must grow
As it is known that humanity can be an infection 
Ready, set, go
Look up, or pay the price 

Sugar, spice, and everything nice 
Enters reality’s imperfections 
Without judgement à la a martinet 
Look up, or lose all connections 

Ensuring protections
As fellow Earthlings cachinnate
Home sweet home becomes a flambeau
Look up, destroy your vice

This is blog post 23 of 30 of my April writing challenge. Have a wonderful day, and remember your kindness does not go unnoticed!

There are 77 days until 7/7

Hello readers! I like numbers, and different ways they can combine. One way this works is that 14:20 (the precise time right now) can combine 1+4+2+0=7 and that made this particular moment in time the correct time to write this post. I’m a nerd, what did you expect? Numbers can be added, subtracted, multiplied, divided, and a whole slew of things. Here’s a fun challenge for you, how does 1+2=4?

Okay math isn’t for everyone, and the enjoyment you get from solving things may vary from mine, but math is everywhere whether you like it or not.

This is blog post 21 of 30 in the April writing challenge. It could just as well be called the 77th. How? Hahaha I am just joshing with you, but if you can justify this being post 77 of 30, go ahead! Knowledge is power!

Squirt had his nails cut today…

And he only yelped once. With patience, dog kibble, and affirmative words, my mom was able to trim her one corgi’s nails with Riley’s assistance. It took about a half hour to complete. I have great respect for dog groomers, it takes a certain kind of person to do it successfully.

Okay, okay, this isn’t the most elaborate post. I’m trying to be the only person to occupy my own brain as usual, but it gets lonely. Not lonely in my head (I think so much in my own head it would be overwhelming for additional thoughts to carry out simultaneously), I just don’t have a great deal of friends to do things with so I get bored of just thinking. It’s a double edged sword I guess— I don’t have friends so I have a harder time socializing with others to make friendships. It is pretty sad when I put it in words. I feel isolated.

This is blog post 20 of 30 in my April writing challenge. I hope your friendships are healthier than mine. Also I give major props to pet groomers who deal with cutting nails. Do not declaw animals.

A few things to note…

• I am wearing pajamas today because it’s Wear Pajamas to Work Day. Sure, I don’t currently have to go into an office or anything, but I’m rocking a onesie/jumpsuit that is blue, has penguins all over, and a hood today because I can.
• I want to finish writing a short story today. I’m at the point where I am just finding descriptions for artwork I want my artist brother to create, but I’ve been putting it off because I either forget about it or just don’t have the energy. It’s a novella I started writing in my senior year of high school and didn’t work on it again until my senior year of college… but I think it’s a good short read. It’s a lot like James Patterson’s Maximum Ride series with similar elements to Douglas Adams’s The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy series.
• Mystery was meowing a bunch this morning. I solved his dilemma by letting him hang out with the sleeping corgis. I think it annoyed my awake dad more than my sleeping mom.
• This next topic is a tad more serious. I have seen a bunch of videos about people who have legitimate disabilities reacting to videos of people faking disabilities. The reason? I can only assume it’s for more views. In this instance I will refer to the people faking disabilities as fades for simplicity and in hope that this trend will fade out. I don’t understand why anyone would voluntarily be disabled. It can be very isolating for those who have them. With fades treating disabilities like a joke, I hope you can piece together how incredibly disgusted actually disabled people feel. It needs to stop.
• I want to create a new holiday. March 25 is going to be Vanilla Wafers Day.

This is post 19 of 30 in my April writing challenge. I’m currently figuring out how to officially make a holiday, so stay tuned!

Happy birthday Noah!

Today is my youngest brother Noah’s 21st birthday. Happy birthday bro.

Today is also piñata day, so he’s probably going to get a piñata.

In other news, I want to write blog posts you readers actually want to read. I don’t have a baby, so I haven’t developed any mind reading abilities yet. I mean I can’t read your brilliant minds. You can make suggestions for future entries, in fact, I would greatly appreciate it if you offered some topics. Y’all can let me know requested topics through comments on any posts.

I’m okay writing about almost any topic, whether it relates to me, doesn’t relate to me, and even fictional topics. I am a writer, but I don’t always know what to write about. The sky is the limit!

This is blog post 18 of 30 for the April writing challenge. Happy birthday Noah! I’m up for writing suggestions!

I’m thinking about thinking and all that entails

Right up front, I should say that I am not thinking about schema. That’s a nifty word I learned from Reading and Language Arts, a class in college that taught about how children develop reading skills.

Okay, now that that’s out of the way, it’s time to explain myself. I am constantly thinking. Except for when my body goes into auto pilot mode, as in when I have something to do physically such as washing dishes or shopping. Sometimes the auto pilot turns off during these instances, which is a bummer because I just want to exist sometimes. I don’t engage in all too many of these situations anymore because I have very little to do. So it’s mostly thinking.

I don’t want to be a robot, I think I’ve discovered why Marvin the paranoid android (from The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams) was always so depressed. He knew everything and didn’t have the capability to change what was going to happen. I am well aware that Marvin is a fictional character from a fictional book, but I can definitely relate.

I get in these thought loops that are infinite. And they vary significantly. An example would start like this:

I know what happens in this video game already, so why am I playing it?
How do I know?
Do I really have to reach back in my brain to find out?
Why am I pestering myself to think about it?
Why can’t I just play the silly game?
I know why— it was put here so I can amuse myself 
Why do I want to amuse myself?
Stop thinking about it! Stop it stop it!
But why am I trying to get myself to stop?

So on and so forth. It doesn’t stop.

Maybe I should save this post for a different day, it is Easter and Haiku Poetry day after all. Hmmm… I’ve-a got it! I will still post this today, I will add a silly haiku to it! I don’t want it to be about my thought process though… it can be about gardens. Bingo! Here’s a haiku poem about gardens:

A pretty flower
Is in a lovely garden
Let nature sing with glory 

This is blog post 17 of 30 ing my April writing challenge. This information may relate to you readers, and if it doesn’t relate to you please share it with others who can find the people I’m trying to reach with this specific blog post. AKA people who think too much.

I am learning how to optimize my blog for both mobile and computer use

My medication has a side effect of making me hyper focus on things. It’s usually whatever I start the day with, which is usually watching videos or sometimes playing games. Today I started with editing this site… and here we are now.

I added social links to the site, changed the theme for better access on mobile devices, made commenting easier, added an additional posting site for my new blogs, and even enabled a tip page (you can find it by selecting the blog drop down menu). The tip page still needs more tweaking, but it’s a start. I am learning how to socialize and how to be more socially available.

As my goal for the day was to update this site, my creative juices have run out for the day.

Just kidding! Here’s a haiku:

What words can be said
Weakest leaders stay silent 
They are all cowards

This is blog post 16 of 30. Tomorrow is Easter and International Haiku Poetry Day. I just got a head start with the haikus 🙂

Intelligence vs ignorance

Woof. This might be a long one if my brain decides to work today to come up with logical thoughts. Aphasia is the middle person and I don’t know how to remove it.

So I got to thinking about what I find attractive. My ex boyfriend was intelligent enough to keep mooching his parents out of money to send him to I think three different colleges that he dropped out of (and I do believe he is still doing it now) buuuuut that is not quite the intelligence I want to associate myself with. You see, that’s just manipulation when it comes down to it. Intelligence has both positive and negative forms— my ex demonstrates the negative.

I’m attracted to intelligence. I looked it up, and it’s called sapiosexuality. My phone doesn’t recognize that as a word, but it is. That’s not the point of this blog post though. The point is that I educated myself about it and am not ignorant anymore. I’m a nerd, I love to learn things. Space, science, mathematics, literature, it’s all good. I want to help the ignorant people who don’t accept any normal that doesn’t confine to their version of normal.

Please do your research when you don’t understand something. Please don’t accept any guff from others without trying to get your opinion heard. The world is becoming a more accepting place, but there are still people choosing to remain ignorant either by choice or by force. Do not starve others of knowledge. Learn more and then make informed decisions. There, I’ve expressed my feelings with the world. Make good use of it.

This is blog post 15 of 30 of my April writing challenge. Remember, you can choose ignorance or intelligence for yourself, the choice will affect you in the end.

Look at this wonderful Easter decoration!

There’s a pink lady gnome on the left, a mysterious gnome in the middle, and a teal/flowery gnome on the ledge. Under the ledge is a chair with a mustard yellow and gray blanket (left) and a tea table with a white tree that has Easter eggs as leaves.

I present to you a decorative scene. I have also described the scene in words in the caption of the picture if visuals are difficult. In the scene, I noticed a new decoration sitting besides the two gnomes. It’s a mystery gnome that looks strikingly similar to my corgi Nemo. OKAY he’s my mom’s corgi I can’t claim him as my own, yet. Hahaha.

April 14 is Look Up at the Sky day. This is what I see—

It looks like it’s going to rain.

I’m sorry folks! I’ve got to go play with the sassy mystery gnome named Nemo! He’s grunting and wagging his tail to indicate that he wants to play.

This is blog post 14 of 30 of my April writing challenge. I hope y’all have great days and find your own mystery gnomes!

Soapbox Kitty

Hey there! I thought I wrote this already today on here, but it dawned on me that I had merely thought about writing it, not actually carrying out the process.

My cat, you know him, you love him, he’s Mystery. He was oh so talkative this morning! There was a meow meow here and quite a few more meows to boot. I checked the water bowl, the food bowl, and any other possible reason for his meowing, but all was in fair order. His meows weren’t distressed or anything. I gathered that he was meowing just for the sake of it. He is known for that at times.

So, I assume Mystery was getting on an imaginary soapbox and meowing to the world about his wildest dreams. And I also assume his wildest dream is to have an infinite supply of cheddar cheese ready for consumption whenever he wants. Squirt May be very heavily driven by food, but I’ve actually woken my cat up just by taking cheese out of the refrigerator. That says something.

This is blog post 13 of 30 of my April writing challenge. Listen to your pets, even when they just want you to lend an ear.

Do you like grilled cheese sandwiches?

That’s the question— do you? Today is Grilled Cheese Sandwich day, so why not indulge?

I have had a stance on how to pronounce SANDWICH for a while back in high school. I am that kind of nerd who wanted to make a graph comparing the way people pronounce that word to different factors such as age or occupation, but never got around to it because of whatever reason. I hear people say “samwich” as well as “sandwich” with the latter being way less common despite no m being present in the word. My father occasionally pronounces it “samich” and irking my brain. I’m not shaming him, nor am I shaming anyone who says samwich, but when elementary school teachers even pronounce it like that I think it’s time to change the spelling of the word.

It has happened before and it can happen again. Let’s make a connexion with the pronunciation of the word sandwich today (connection used to be spelled with an x), and change the spelling to samwich!

This is blog post 12 of 30 of my April writing challenge. Enjoy a cheese samwich today!

Happy national pet day!

April 11 is national pet day.

I know I’ve already celebrated my pets on April 2nd, but extra love shouldn’t hurt! And besides, April 2 was love our children day so this counts separately! Love your pets, folks! They have short lives so love them while you can! My brother Riley lost one of his rats (Jojo) somewhat recently to old age, so remember they are waiting for the extra love today! It’s like Valentine’s Day but exclusively for our pets!

Even if they aren’t waiting for extra love, surprise them anyways! I gave my kitty Mystery a bit of cheese from my cheese sandwich this morning to show him my love. He’s kind of a big fan of cheddar cheese so I like to spoil him every now and then with a tiny bit!

Love your pets!

This is blog post 11 of 30 of my April writing challenge. Enjoy reading and give your fuzzy friend (or any equivalent pet) an extra scratch behind the ear today!

This is Nemo the corgi husky mix looking rather smug. Don’t worry, after I took this picture he turned his head sideways and kind of plopped it down. He is a pet so he gets extra love today.

This is Mystery the adopted black cat. It’s a shame his other family had to surrender such a relaxed cat. Sure it takes him a while to get to like other animals, but isn’t it just like that with people too? You don’t automatically trust strangers, I’m assuming. Mystery (AKA MR.E) is a pet so he deserves some extra love today.

These are two pets at my house, but there are plenty more.
There’s another dog, another cat, and even a rat. 
They all should be appreciated just a little extra today

So sleepy…

I woke up this morning to feed my kitties as I normally do, got dressed, and then went back to sleep until 16:30 today. I didn’t fall asleep until late last night (around 1:00 this morning) and I slept like a baby.

Around 12 pm today, Mystery joined me. Sorry I’ll finish writing after I give Nemo some play time with yellow bally. Squirt joined in with rainbow bally. Okay— back to the point. Yes, yes. Mystery slept at my side until about 16:00. I guess he was sleepy too.

My mom calls up to me around 16:30 saying I won’t be able to sleep tonight because “it’s 4:30” as she said. I got up shortly after to face the ugly world to try and make someone smile. That’s a daily goal of mine, you should try to do it too. My dad made me smile when he said he got more cough drops and I made my mom smile when I gave her an Easter gnome. I call that success. I haven’t seen my brothers much today.

This is a picture of the springtime Easter gnome I bought for my family. Gnomes are sure to make people smile. The gnome in the picture has a long white beard, a peach nose, and a turquoise hat with two flowers on it.

This is post 10 of 30 of my April writing challenge. Enjoy your day, and try to make someone smile today!

What is one of the best parts of my mom’s chicken curry?

THERE IS ALWAYS LEFTOVERS!!! More yum for additional days! My voice is very much shot and gone, but I’m still speaking. Whenever I lose my voice nowadays I think about the one time in high school when I lost my voice. The main problem with that day was that I had to give a spoken presentation in a history class. The teacher agreed with me that I could present another day so I didn’t have to wheeze and cough my way through a presentation sounding like a preteen boy with a constantly cracking voice.

This is a plate of leftover tikka masala chicken curry. There is more food on the plate than I can eat in one sitting, but I ate most of it! And thanks blue dinosaur in the top right corner for intruding into the photo. I still don’t like the forced portrait orientation for photos.

Yes, I’m still sick. It’s the start of week two for my foolish writing challenge. I was destined to lose my voice, as it was very shaky yesterday. My coughing apparently kept my mom awake much of the night, and I must say soarry (a Canadian sorry) to her for that. I said soarry after typing that 🙂 She already doesn’t sleep well enough and I decreased her restful sleep to three hours last night. I’m soarry, but I didn’t sleep great either.

This is post 8 of 30 for my April writing challenge. Even though my voice is shot vocally, it is still present in my written word. Enjoy reading!

Do you ever have those days…

Do you ever have those days where you are feeling sick and achy? Those days when you didn’t sleep too great the night before? I’m having one of those days. I said I would post every day of the month, and I don’t want to fail on that in the first week. I’m starting to understand why people don’t write every day on their blogs. Creativity doesn’t strike every day and it takes a good deal of effort to get something out there. You live and learn.

So what creative endeavor will I pursue today? I can write about my favorite food (which my mom is currently making in the kitchen). My tastebuds do not handle spice hardly at all, but my favorite food is my mom’s version of chicken curry. It’s not super spicy as she has sensitive tastebuds to spices too.

One time in college I was talking to my roommate Edna about it. I wanted to get the recipe for her special curry but when I asked for it before my mom wouldn’t give it to me for whatever reason. So Edna came up with a brilliant idea— I should ask for the recipe but it’s for a friend.

My mom gave me the recipe finally, score! I gave it to Edna as well to make it easier to understand. I don’t know if she ever used the recipe, but now I was set. I texted my mom and said she isn’t much of a cook but she was interested in the recipe once I described it. I honestly don’t remember if she actually was interested as it was 2018 and we lost connection after college (2020).

Now I should describe the chicken curry… I’ll write this part after eating it. It should be done in about a half hour. My mom said it is a tikka masala instead of the mango chutney version of chicken curry. I prefer mango chutney chicken curry because it’s less spicy, but I’m still a fan!

In my opinion, this counts as a laid back, easier topic post. I had vanilla pudding after dinner, which soothed out the spices. The spices weren’t intense, I just cannot handle it well. This is post 7 of 30 of my foolish writing challenge. I’ve discovered just how foolish this may be!

Hey everyone! I changed my website a bit.

Hello hello! You lovely readers may have noticed advertisements on my website in the past. I enabled them thinking I could get a couple cents here and there. It was indeed advertised to do such a thing. However, once checking out my revenue for displaying ads showed me I was allowing advertisements on my site for free. I haven’t made a single penny for it.

In light of the new knowledge I have, I decided to pause advertisements on my site. This also pauses any revenue (but pausing $0.00 revenue shouldn’t really affect my actions). So enjoy reading my writing with fewer distractions on my end. If any companies want to advertise on my blog, they will have to go about it in a different manner. I’m not going to let you advertise on my website for free.

This is post 5 of 30 of my foolIsh April Writing Challenge. You may say this doesn’t count as a blog post…my challenge, my rules.