Category Archives: People

The Love of A Car

Carry (prompt – a different take)

My poor car is currently in the shop due to recently being violated. I try to take care of my car, because it’s always taken care of me. I had recently got a tire fixed, and that same day got the oil changed. This was all after I got off work. I then went to the store then headed back to my apartment.  I unloaded my car and went inside. Now blessing of blessings Velvet is potty box trained, so I was able to crash. I didn’t go back out until I had to head to work 2 days later in the evening. Imagine my horror when I get in my car and start it up and it sounds like a very sick Harley. Backed out, and low and behold the exhaust pipe that runs under the driver’s seat was dragging. Next morning took my car to the shop. 

They gave me a loaner car which is a 2016 Chevy Cruze. I have fallen in love, but cannot afford a car payment (sad tears).  

That afternoon the shop called and informed me that someone had stole the catalytic converter from my car. This make me so angry. I have lived at this apartment complex for years and never had anything like this happen. My faith in people has been shaken. Why? What gave I or my car ever done to the lowlife who did this?

 I informed the apartment complex in case others have something happen, filed a report, and then filed a claim.  I should find out soon if my insurance will cover anything to get this fixed, because this will be expensive.  My car has been good to me and I try to be good to it. We’ve been through running over a dead deer in the middle of the road. Surprisingly no physical damage it was all internal. Just recently finally got listened to that my heater has never worked right since it was fixed after the deer incident. This is a few years after the fact, a guy called and found out how to remove the dash and when he did, found that all the inside vents were full of deer hair among fans not working right.  

So, if you are a mechanic don’t dismiss someone who tells you something isn’t working right in their car. I knew and no one listened to me, so my car and I suffered when we didn’t have to, if I had been listened to. That’s just one example. 

This is the live between a 2004 Chevy cavalier and it’s human!!! Take care of your car and it will take care of you.


Enabling a packrat

Work started a new way to award years of service this year. It used to be you got a gift card with a set amount for each 5 years of service. No problem you could use it to buy what you wanted or even pay bills whatever your choice.

This year they started with, you choose a gift, from a set of options and they are no where near the amount you’d get with the card. Let alone the fact they are things I already have or don’t need. So, no matter what I choose it will just add to my already growing pile of pack ratting/clutter. People need to learn never encourage a pack ratter to continue to pack rat.

I don’t like change especially with things like this, I had been looking forward to being able to pay a bill or two. Ok, enough whining.

This beauty is always the highlight of any of my days.

Fifteen Prompts in a Post on Caregivers

Admire (Prompt)

I long for the carefree days of being a teenager at times when all I had to worry about was doing homework and being in by curfew. However, I don’t have that luxury, the field that I work in, I see a lot of youth come through that have a lot more on their plate than that. I also see a lot of youth that try to act way older than they should and it slowly builds up to that crisis point where they end up in with us or somewhere else like a juvenile detention facility. Today’s youth are not being held accountable for their actions and are being allowed to get away with reckless, unpredictable and disrespectful behavior. There seems to be low punishment for the negative behaviors and at times they almost get some type of positive feedback out of it so they keep doing the behaviors.

There are people out there that give up their time to work in a field that gets no real acknowledgement for the service that it gives. The staff get yelled at and disrespected on a daily basis, they get told that they are being unfair when they are following the rules that are set down by their leaders and they try to explain this to their patients. I admire these men and women deeply and I feel honored to work next to them on a daily basis to give care to this group of people that at times can be so emotionally frail that one needs to handle them gently with understanding and caring to get through to them just a little. Sometimes the people we care for don’t realize the depth that we actually care in order to come in and work the job we do day in and day out. There are times that we get accused of just being in it for “the money”, and that is the furthest thing from the truth. On holidays when others are feasting with family and friends, caregivers are with the loved ones who cannot be there.

As the clock ticks down to the ending of another year, it is never really the end, time is unstoppable, it continues to move ever forward. As time moves forward it moves as the winds blow ever constant. It is elusive in that time is a commodity that we as humans need to value because we are only given so much of it, and need to savor each and ever day to it’s fullest. We are never garunteed tomorrow. So the next time that you come across a caregiver, take a moment and thank them for what they do for others. Sometimes it is nice to hear a thank you even though we never expect it, in our jobs of trying to provide a place that feels like a sanctuary where you can feel safe enough to share and open up so that you can get well.

Breed Love Not Hate

Drive (Prompt)

With all that has been happening recently it makes you wonder about what’s happening to the values of people today.  Hate breeds more hate and that is what we are doing with all this stuff going on. People waving their Black lives matter signs and say “if you argue against it then you don’t understand”.  No, what I understand is simple basic truth no matter what ALL LIVES MATTER. it doesn’t matter your race, sex, religion, sexual orientation, etc. All lives matter. We all bleed if we are cut. I know that I’m stepping on very thin ice saying any of this, but things need said.

We need to come together more than ever now and become stronger and more unified. This country is falling apart right in front of us and we are allowing it to happen. Everyone is blaming everyone else, but we need to stand up and take responsibility for our part in this and work together to fix things.

Let’s use our drive to make positive changes. Be good to each other, teach our kids the value of a hard earned dollar and respect for your elders, as well as clear consequences for any negative behaviors they exhibit. Help those that need it when we can, and even be good to ourselves. Stop feeding the hate that is being bred and start breeding love, kindness and understanding.  



Been on vacation all week. It has been so nice to not have to do anything at all, except relax and spend time with my family. Mom and I have taken her and my dog for at least a golf cart ride everyday if not two a day. Buddy, moms dog will whine and bark and pretty much talk the entire time, while, Velvet just sits in my arms or stands on the floor with her head hanging out the side just quietly enjoying the ride.

We’ll stop at the park and take them for a walk as well and let them take in all the scents. Until recently Velvet would barely wait for the cart to stop before getting off it and starting the walk. Here recently we have had to coax her off. I think a lot of it has to do with the recent holiday that just passed and all the fireworks.  Velvet doesn’t like fireworks at all.

When she was a puppy I took her to the fireworks, because the last dog I had loved the fireworks so I thought if I exposed her early to these types of things she would get used to them and be fine.  Boy was I wrong. That was a painful night for mom and I both as Velvet clawed us up trying to get away from the noise. We took turns holding her and soothing her to no avail. So, now she stays home with Buddy and Grandpa when I can come home to make it to the fireworks with mom.

It will be hard to go back when my vacation ends cause it’s been so nice hanging out with my mom, and seeing other family. However, vacations must end, and work must commence again so I can continue to pay bills. But for right now I’m enjoying a nice respite. Sometimes one needs a vacation in order to rejuvenate the desolate wasteland of their souls from work burn out. Once quenched and rejuvenated, then you can once again go back and be productive in your pursuits.

Grandpa’s Grapes

Forbidden (prompt)

When I saw forbidden it immediately took me back when I was extremely young, when my Grandpa was still alive. Now mind you this was my mom’s dad, and we lived in a 70 foot trailer on their land. I grew up for a few years on a farm and enjoyed when we harvested the corn and being in the wagon. Or after a particularly heavy rain there was a ditch in the pasture so we’d go swimming in the ditch.

Anyhow, my Grandpa had a small area of grapes that he grew, it wasn’t a lot but it was some. We were forbidden to touch the grapes under severe consequences if we did. The grapes were for his wine making endeavors. Bout the only time we ever were allowed to touch the grapes was to help mash them for the juice. The kids used to dare each other to go in Grandpa’s grape vines and pick grapes as some sort of initiation or something.

I so wish I could have had the time to know my mom’s parents better. They both died when I was very young, and feel I missed out on some good lessons. On that note, I wish you were still here, RIP Grandma and Grandpa.


Autonomy (Prompt)

Independence, the right to choose your own path. If not for the men and women of the armed forces, who have fought so that we could keep those rights, we would live in a society where our basic choices would be made for us. As it is we live in a society today where a lot of our freedoms have been tamped down by stricter laws.

A lot of kids today show none of the respect we were taught when we were younger. Half the things I see kids do if I had treated my parents that way I would have been spanked, but in today’s society that is frowned upon and called abuse. I believe there is a fine line between abuse and discipline. For some kids time outs just don’t work. I know this is a very controversial subject, and I also know not all kids are like this. I do believe that parents on some level need to be held accountable if they allow their kids to act as disrespectful and aggressive as some do, just because they don’t want to deal with the tantrum and giving them what they want stops it. this does no favors for the child for as they get older this gets worse, and then parents try to take their child to a facility to get them “help” wanting the staff to fix the problem. a lot of the times it’s a parenting issue and not something that can be fixed with medication. I understand parents want their kids to be independent and make their own choices, however sometimes a parent needs to say no and stick to their decision, no matter the tantrum.