Ami in de toal-hole #Caturday

the queenAmidala speaking.

If the post title means nothing to you, here’s the reference. MaMA is quite fond of that book, and she told me about that scene. It isn’t quite an appropriate reference, since no one would attempt to stuff me into a dirty cabinet, nor would I return there (except it WOULD gain me that bath I’ve been angling for …. Hmmm….).

The point of the title is: I got in trouble. Why? I got on the kitchen table. More to the point, I got caught on the kitchen table. More than once.

It was Charles who intuited why.

“It’s because of those damn things you give her,” he said, and he was quite right.

MaMA gives me Temptations cat treats, specifically, the chicken-flavored ones. I do love them so!

ICanHazWhen MaMA sits down to her own meal, I come and ask for a treat. I know they’re on the table, so of course I scout around for them when nobody’s in the kitchen, hoping I’ll find the packet open. After Charles had his brainstorm, MaMA moved the packet to the floor.

Now, when I ask for a treat, she has to get up and cross the room and bend over to open the packet and give me one.

MINEIt’s good for her. Builds character.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: What do you do to help your human build character?


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Sunshine On Naked Brothers #FridayRecommends

I was given the Sunshine Blogger Award this week by the erudite Roy A. Ackerman!

sunshine-blogger-awardHere’s how it works:

Thank the person who nominated you and link back to that person’s blog. Thanks, Roy, of the invaluable Adjuvancy!

Answer the 11 questions you’ve been asked.

Nominate 11 other bloggers, making sure to let each one know that they are nominated.

Ask the nominees 11 questions.

These are the questions I was asked:

  1. How long have you been blogging?
  2. What is your favorite style of music?
  3. Do you prefer Apple or Android phone?
  4. What is your favorite flower?
  5. Is light, dark, or white chocolate your favorite?
  6. Have you been on a cruise and, if so, where?
  7. What is your favorite season?
  8. Do you like fruits or vegetables better?
  9. How often do you write articles on your blog?
  10. Do you like to barbecue?
  11. If you are married, do you have children and, if so, how many?

My answers:

  1. Damned if I know. My first website was one I coded in html in Notepad and put on my SysOp’s server back in the BBS (Bulletin Board Service) days. But my first blog…. I guess that was my Weblahg. The first post there was January 11, 2008. So, yeah, that long.
  2. Every kind. Seriously, I think I like SOME of EVERY kind of music. The kind I mostly listen to, though, is jazz. No, folk. No, alternative. No, swing. No….
  3. Android, because that’s what I have. I use my phone to take pictures, make and take calls, text, FB instant message, look stuff up online or in the dictionary, and play Minecraft. Oh, and sell books through the Square card reader. And take pictures, especially of the cat.
  4. Whatever is in bloom. I have a weakness for snowdrops and crocus, since they come early, and anything red, since hummingbirds like red, but I just like flowers, period.
  5. DARK, but not too dark. Of course, now that I’m aware of the slavery involved in most chocolate production, I’ll only be buying free trade, slavery-free chocolate, which means probably none from around here. :(
  6. I went on a cruise to the Bahamas. I don’t know which Bahama we went to, but we cruised there. It only lasted a couple of hours each way, with an additional couple of hours attempting to disembark back in Florida. We got to see a chef make veggie sculptures. We got to see dolphins on the trip out and flying fish on the way back. Those things were way cool. I hope never to go on another cruise again.
  7. Fall.
  8. Veg, unless you count tomatoes as fruit. Then, fruit.
  9. Every. Single. Day.
  10. I used to like to barbecue. I’ve been known to stand in the pouring rain holding an umbrella over the grill. Now that we eat almost entirely vegetarian, I use the indoor grill. I’m one of those people who has a major struggle to get a charcoal fire going and to the right temperature, and I ain’t doing that for veg.
  11. I am married, and we have four daughters, all grown. Three are my step-adopted daughters and one is my birth daughter. They all totally rock!

Well, now I’m tired. Eleven is too many people to tag, especially since most bloggers run in packs, and everybody I would tag has probably been tagged already. So, if you have a blog and want to tag yourself, give yourself this award, answer the questions with this exception: I don’t care if you’re married — do you have any kids and how many — and post the link to your answers in the comments here.

And, because MomGoth (that’s me) loves her Sweet Little Baby Angels (that’s you), this:

You’re welcome.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Have your characters answer those questions.


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CoryDoors — Shhhh! Sooper Sekrit! #ThursdayDoors

So I was taking pictures for this post and this seemed like a natural. The Corydon Democrat is often Indiana’s Blue Ribbon Weekly Award winner. It used to be true to its name, but not so much these days.

So I went in and raised my phone to snap a picture of the gallery of former owners (O’Bannons, mostly — yes, like Frank O’Bannon, one of our former governors — his father was one of the owners, and a story goes with him). And the office lady stands up and gets all like I’m paparazzi and the wall is her client.

“Oh, you need to get permission to take photographs in here.”

Me: It’s the lobby. I’m not taking pictures of your scoops or anything.

Lady: I’m sorry [she didn’t sound sorry, she sounded damned suspicious].

Me: Okay, I’m putting the phone away. What’s the problem with my taking a picture of past owners, right up there on the open-to-the-public wall?

Lady: You need permission to take pictures.

Me: I would be posting the picture on my blog, showing things about Corydon.

Lady: Would you like me to call someone?

Me: No, thank you. I’ll take pictures somewhere else.


Here’s the door.

DemDoorHere’s the sign.

DemSignHere’s the wall.

If I was going to be snotty, I'd paint my damn wall first.

If I was going to be snotty, I’d paint my damn wall first.

Here’s the door next to that door. This door is in the center of the front wall. It’s prettier than the Democrat’s door.

DemLawYou can maybe just barely tell there are sidelights on either side of that door. I took a picture through one of them, with an extra bonus door showing.

DemStairsUp those stairs, which are as steep as death, was our lawyer’s office. They’ve moved to ground level down the street, which is good news for an aging clientele.

Now, about Governor O’Bannon’s father. Very late in life, he married my best friend in Corydon, Mildred Kepner, who was a life-long friend of his and his late wife’s. Neither of them lived very long after, but they were very happy. I miss Mildred every day, and she’s been a long time gone.

This has been a somewhat snarky addition to Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors link-up. Go visit his page and click the link to find other participants or to add your own Thursday Doors link. You have until Saturday.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Your character is forbidden from doing something, the forbidding of which doesn’t seem rational.


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