Saturday, December 29, 2012

"Time"


Life can be complicated. There are some personal things that need my attention and focus right now. Consequently, I need to take a little time away from the computer. Please know that I will be back soon. Until then, I will leave you with this post from January 1st. 

We are all on the proverbial clock. Everyone is bound to time, and there is no way to escape it. It is said that there is a time for everything: a time to be born, and a time to die, a time to plant, and a time to harvest, a time for war, and a time for peace, a time to cry, and a time to laugh. Time is not affected by religion, race, or gender. There is never enough time, yet there is always time.
No two clocks are the same exact time, yet clocks are everywhere. Clocks come in every shape, style, color, and size. There are loud clocks, silent clocks, clocks that start out quiet and get louder if you ignore them. There is also the perpetual clock.
Every Spring we are told to set our clocks forward an hour, just to set them back an hour come Fall (as if we have nothing better to do with our time).
Time zones also add to the entire time phenomenon. You can be in one place, travel to another, and it be the same time as when you left the first place. Now that is magic!
Of course, the sun and moon have something to do with the real issue of time. We know that when the sun comes up it is morning, the beginning of the day. When the sun goes down, it becomes night, the end of that day. The time in-between becomes tangled in seconds, minutes, and hours. How this happened and why, is the real mystery.
We all deal with deadlines and due dates. A wide array of calendars and appointment books can help manage time, if you can find the time to use them. Yet, some seem to never be in sync with time. Time has been an issue since the very beginning of…well, time.
            The world was created in seven days. Noah survived the “great flood”, when it rained for forty days and forty nights. It goes on; history is full of dates and times. We keep track of our own time with birthdays and anniversaries. We rely on time telling us when to do things, and when not to.
In reality, time is obviously without measure, though we forever try to measure it. It is elusive, though we forever try to capture it. We fight it, yet we celebrate it. It is seemingly endless, yet it is often too brief. When you look into the eyes of an infant, you see the future. When you look into the face of an elder, you see the past. The circle of life is the true “biological clock”; each of our lives is set to it.
Let us enjoy the time we have with each other, and in our own selves. Let us live each day as if it were our last, remembering yesterday with little regret, and looking to the future with hope. Time waits for no one.
            Godspeed.



Wednesday, December 26, 2012

An "Author Hop"

This blog hop is a way that you can discover authors. With bookstores closing and publishers not promoting new authors as much, we need to find a way to introduce readers to authors they may not see in their local bookstore.
This is one of my new books! In this particular hop, I have answered 10 questions where you can learn about, "Bedtime Tail"

I hope you enjoy it! Please feel free to comment and share your thoughts and questions.

1: What is the working title of your book? “Bedtime Tail”
2: Where did the idea come from for the book? I write poetry. Though this is not my usual style of poetry, the story needed to be shared. It is fun!
3: What genre does your book come under? This one is for children.
4: Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition? The illustrator of the book, Catherine Phillips, did a wonderful job bringing the story to life. I would love to see her images in action, such as in an animated movie!
5: What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book? This is a “tail” of a little boy and his imagination, especially at bedtime.
6: Is your book self-published, published by an independent publisher, or represented by an agency? My books were published by my husband, Bill. He made this happen.
7: How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript? This poem was written in minutes, becoming illustrated and then published took much longer.
8: What other books would you compare this story to within your genre? I don’t like to compare books. I hope my work, as all work, stands on its own.
9: Who or what inspired you to write this book? I have an active “inner child”, imagination and curiosity.
10: What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest? It is fun to read alone, or with someone. The colourful illustrations by Catherine Phillips, really brings the book to life!
I’d like to thank author Bette Lee Crosby for tagging me to participate in this hop. Here, you’ll have the chance to meet Bette Lee Crosby and find out about her novel, “Spare Change”. Click the links below to find out about Bette Lee Crosby’s Amazon Bestseller “Spare Change”, or to visit her blog and learn more about her other work:

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Santa's Helper


Bill is helping Santa
deliver Christmas!




Linking to Cate at


Friday, December 21, 2012

'Tis the Reason

Amidst all of the decorating,


while making your lists,


and checking them twice,


during your shopping & wrapping,


please don't forget


it is really all about LOVE .


Merry Christmas to All!



Linking to Michelle:





Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Christmas Wishes...

 ...for Joy, 
Peace & Hope
for all people,
everywhere





linking to Josie at 



Saturday, December 15, 2012

"Eternal Light"

Be the light
of the world!

(*note: "wine" refers to Communion)



Linking to Cate at:
for Six Word Saturday



Friday, December 14, 2012

For the Children...

"Suffer the little children, 
for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven...
Blessed are the pure in heart, 
for they shall see God."

Thursday, December 13, 2012

"Holiday Busy-ness"

I haven't really been hiding.

I have been very busy, however.

I was trucking with Bill for 5 weeks!
It was a wonderful, exciting experience.
 There are upcoming posts about it!
(*BILL WILL NOT BE HOME
FOR THE HOLIDAYS!*)

I am still reading & reviewing 
books, too.

My books have been released!
They are available on Amazon, 
and will be on Kindle soon!
Poetry,
about life experiences 
& observations
 
Children's book,
about bedtime, 
imagination, 
& "monsters"
I hope you will check them out 
& enjoy them.

As you see, I have been very busy.

But now I am back...

Merry Christmas!
~xo~
McGuffy Ann,
Maggie P.,
Grizelda
&
Chloe Jo


 Linking to:
for "Cat Thursday"








Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Trucker Logs

Bill
A trucker's paperwork & time management
 is essential to his job. Every minute must be 
 accounted for and correctly logged. 


Linking to Hilary at:


Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Blessings


It was cold. The wind was blowing the snow across the streets, swirling down the alleys. However she was on a mission, pushing her heavy, old cart, along behind the stores. Each dumpster was a possible treasure chest: the possibility of food, bedding, even perhaps a toy. She always held out hope.

She had been going for hours, searching for things to take home to her little family. She had found some dented cans and some scraps of food. She was happy with the pillows, cushions and blankets, too! They would be warm and have full tummies this Christmas Eve! She even came across some little balls and other toys she thought they would like.

She smiled at the full cart. She knew the little ones waited for her. She needed to get back to the old boarded up service station. It was at the edge of the neighbourhood, still quite a walk, and darkness was approaching fast.

When she entered the dark, boarded up building it was quiet. As she began singing, “O Come All Ye Faithful”, she saw little pairs of eyes peering out from the darkness. The streetlights lit their eyes. She smiled at them, “Come on then. We will be warm and fed. We are blessed sharing this Christmas, together.”

She spread out the blankets and arranged the pillows, singing carols as she worked. As she opened the cans, they hungrily ventured out. She put down the scraps for her little family of stray cats. As they ate, she continued to sing to them.

Finally, they settled into the pile of blankets and pillows together. She was thankful for them, and her ability to share what she had with them. Making the sign of the cross in silent prayer, she softly breathed, “Amen.”

Image: Google
Story: McGuffy Ann Morris


Monday, December 10, 2012

Mare's Nest

By Lesley Kagen

This may be Lesley Kagen’s most important novel. It is based on a true story, her own story.

I am a longtime fan of Lesley Kagen and all of her books. I am not a horse-person, because my life never offered the opportunity. However, I learned much from this very well written book.

In this special novel, Lesley takes us into the world of horses. She writes not only about caring for horses and riding them. She also delves into horse training, and the arena of showing and competing. Lesley further explores and exposes the effects of this upon the people involved, and their relationships.

Annie, the main character, deals with her own lifelong issues of anxiety and struggles with depression. As a mother, she tries to protect her daughter, Teddy, from the pains of the world, including the arena of show horses. Teddy is determined to follow in her mother’s footsteps. The story of Annie, Teddy, and their relationship is beautifully told. The layered story of the world of competitive horse showing was fascinating and very real.

This is a most brave and beautiful novel. I highly recommend Lesley’s Mare’s Nest, as I do all of her novels. She is wonderful.



Tuesday, December 4, 2012

My Books!

My books are finally available through Amazon! They are each a labour of love. I hope you will purchase them, enjoy them, and share them. I again thank my husband Bill for believing in me, and making this happen.
 My Poetry:
based upon life experiences & observations

For Children,
about bedtime, imagination & "monsters"

Heart Lights

They had always celebrated Christmas, with all of the "busyness" that goes with it. Shopping, baking, cooking, and lots of decorating! There was always a real tree, often chosen and chopped down together. Once home, it was set up together, and there were never enough lights. Lights were hung on the tree, in the windows, on the house, fence, and garage, even the bushes outside. There was the special, big wreath that hung around the stained glass window, too.

Times and life circumstances have changed. There aren't the same festivities now. He knew he wouldn't be home for Christmas again. It wasn't his choice, or hers. Hopefully, things will be different in the future, but this is what it is for now.

So before he left for his long over the road trip, he brought up the big lighted wreath. He took it outside, hooked it up, and hung it around the stained glass window, just like they always did. He did it for her because he knows she loves the holidays and the lights. It is one of their many connections, even though they are apart. They love each other, no matter where they are. 

In the midst of the darkness, the light is there at home, burning because of him, and for him.






Summoning My Inner Ballerina



Balancing Love and Loss, Family and Friends, Life and Politics

By Paula Mack Smith

This is an exceptional memoir. Paula shares details of a life fully lived. As in each and every life, there are ups and downs. The key is to find a way to get through each chapter, each hurdle, and each experience whether positive or negative. Paula shares her special way of getting through them.

As a young girl, Paula took ballet lessons. At her recital, a photo is taken of her in all of her glory. It is the only childhood picture of her by herself, without siblings. This picture epitomizes the “Inner Ballerina” of Paula, her inner beauty, poise, strength, and confidence.

While we each do not have an Inner Ballerina, we do each find a way to cope when necessary. It is calling upon this inner self that allows Paula to cope with the many things she must face throughout her life. From a tragic fire, cancer of first herself then her husband, a serious illness of a child, to many other life experiences, Paula calls upon her Inner Ballerina.

Paula writes with heart and with humour. I love this memoir and admire Paula for her strength and honesty.

Monday, December 3, 2012

Mr. Moon

Moon
2010-2012

I found out today that Moon, 
the brother of Grizelda & Chloe Jo,
just passed over The Rainbow Bridge.
He was special to all who knew him.
He leaves behind his sister, Willow.
All four turned 2 years old
recently, at Thanksgiving.
The litter had been very ill from birth, 
particularly Moon, who suffered 
persistent, chronic lung problems.
I am heartbroken, though
I know he is at peace and happy.
I have written about the kitten's story.  


GOD BLESS MR. MOON
~xo~
Always





Cruisin' with Carrie: The Winner!

The wait is over. The wonderful Carrie of The Slow-Dripped Life has ended her generous "Get Away Give Away". After 8 weeks of questions and answers, she formulated a very scientific way of choosing the winner. You can read all about it on her blog. 

So, after reading her post on the questions, the many answers, and her formula for choosing the winner, I found out...she really built this up...I WON! ME. I am stunned. I don't even have all of the details! I did the contest for fun, because I adore Carrie and her blog. She is intelligent, well spoken and thoughtful. I love those qualities.

Thank you Carrie. This is a very generous give away. I am blessed to have been a part of your contest, and even more, to have been chosen.I will update you with the details and the trip! I need to go to Phoenix soon, maybe I'll get to see more than Mayo!

Absolutely, please visitThe Slow-Dripped Life! Carrie is a very special person.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Cruisin' with Carrie: The Finale

Carrie of The Slow-Dripped Life has been asking questions for her "Get Away Give- Away". I have participated, except for last week, when I could not get online. As I have said, much to my dismay, blogging and trucking do not mix well. In an 18 wheeler it is different than in a car or even an RV. Trust me, it is very, very different. Most of the time I could not even get online. But, I digress...this is about wonderful Carrie and her generous giveaway. My real reason for doing it is that I love Carrie & her blog. Also Josie of Two Shoes in Texas (whom I adore) is spurring me to do so. (God bless their hearts). 

Let me first say that I had a post for last week's question: "If you had to lose a sense, what would it be?"  I would choose smell, even knowing that it is closely linked to taste. Simply, I would hate to lose sight, hearing, and touch. There are just too many things about those senses that make life worth living to me.

Carrie's final question was a pick and choose. I chose: If you could be locked in somewhere overnight, where would it be and what would you do?  Would you be by yourself or with someone, and if so, who?

This question is particularly relevant to me at this holiday time. I wish I could spend Christmas with my husband, here at home, like we used to. Just like last year, he will be in his truck, alone somewhere. I will be here at home alone, but at least I will have our Girls: Maggie P., Grizelda & Chloe Jo to be with.

Christmas is special to us. We always celebrated very big, all out. We decorated, tree, lights, inside and out. We would go to a holiday movie sometime during advent. We shopped, baked, cooked and always had people over. We went to Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve, because Jesus is the Reason for the Season. Then we would celebrate at home.

Most definitely, if I could, I would be locked in at Home on Christmas Eve, with my wonderful husband of 31+ years, Bill. There is just no other choice for me. That would be perfect.

Friday, November 30, 2012

January First


A Child’s Descent into Madness and Her Father’s Struggle to Save Her


By Michael Schofield

This is the true account of a child tormented by mental illness. It is written with the intensity and emotion that only a parent can feel.

From infancy, Janni had conflicts that other children did not seem to have. She was more connected to her imaginary friends than other children. She was absorbed in a world she called Calalini. As time went on, it became apparent that these were, in fact hallucinations.

Janni’s parents, unable to help her, sought counsel and medical advice. Ultimately, they were forced to obtain psychiatric intervention. They needed help, but also answers and a direction to resolving Janni’s problems.

January became a hazard to herself and her parents; she also became a serious hazard to her baby brother. They could not allow Janni near him for fear that his crying would send her into a rage. Her many problems were tearing the family apart. However, her parents would not give up on the family, or on January.

At the tender age of six, January was finally diagnosed with Schizophrenia. With this diagnosis, her parents were finally able to begin to understand Janni, and to help her.

This is a very emotionally charged account of mental illness and its effects on a very young child, as well as her family. Both heartbreaking and brave, it is a compelling read.



Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Home Sweet Home


I am Home Sweet Home. I have seen much, learned much, and have much to share...just as soon as I get organized! I am still catching up on things around here. I don't think I will ever catch up on blogging that I missed. 

The Sprint Hot Spot I had did not work, sadly. I did not have Internet access 98% of the time. I spent hours trying to get a connection, to no avail. On Thanksgiving, I spent over three hours trying to get a connection; I was in tears. It was very upsetting. Next time I will have to look at other options, and am open to suggestions.

Since I cannot possibly "catch up", I am moving forward. I have many reviews to post, I have stories and pictures from my Road Trip with Bill. I have memes that I will be rejoining. Please be patient, and rest assured that I will be doing my best to get back on track.

The Girls (Maggie P., Grizelda & Chloe Jo) are fine. My longtime friend & neighbour, Cathy, did great with them, as always. We got home just in time for Grizelda & Chloe Jo's 2nd birthday!

Living Bill's trucking life for a month was incredible. I don't know how he does it. He is amazing, and exceptional at what he does. It literally is a 24/7 job, when he is in that truck. I respect him even more than I already did, for what he does. Everything you eat, use, and purchase got into your hands because of a trucker! It is truckers who get your product to the stores and to you. Many are like Bill, hard working, dedicated people trying to do a good job and contribute to society in a positive way.

I will be writing and posting again. My books are in the process of being released, as well. They are finally ready! I will let you know when they are available! By the way, Cathy is the illustrator of my children's book. (Watch for the release post!)

I appreciate each of you, your support of me, my blog, and of Bill. Thank you again.  








Ella the Pink Elephant


Her Life, Love and Fame

By Doris Rueger

As a young elephant, Ella was a star in one of the world's largest zoos. She was dressed in beautiful pink garments and outfits. She was admired by all who saw her. People would come from all over just to see her.

As she grew older, Ella grew tired. Eventually, she was retired to a zoo where she could rest in peace and quiet. However, for the first time in her life, Ella saw herself as she now was: old and grey.

Ella now had to find ways to be happy within herself as she had become. Looking back, she had fond memories; now she had to make new memories to make her happy.

This is a wonderful book of learning to accept oneself, and to be happy with where you have been, where you are going, and ultimately who you are.





Sunday, November 18, 2012

Cruisin' with Carrie #6

Carrie at The Slow-Dripped Life has been asking questions for several weeks. She is doing this as part of a travel contest. Personally, I joined in because I like Carrie and her blog. Please visit her; you will see what I mean! 

Let me thank Carrie for doing this contest. Also, thank you Carrie for your patience in my slow blogging responses. It is very different blogging from an 18-wheeler. Sometimes I have no connection, the hours are long, hard, and there is no routine! I have much to say when I get home. For now, Carrie's question...this week, Carrie asked what we think of the blurring of Halloween-Thanksgiving-Christmas. This issue has bothered me for many years. 

As a child and young adult, I looked forward to each Halloween and participated in it appropriately. There were decorations, pumpkins becoming jack-o-lanterns, costumes, and trick or treating. When it was over, we celebrated "All Saints" and "All Souls". The celebration of our loved ones who had passed over. 

Then we looked forward to Thanksgiving. We gathered together. We decorated, cooked, baked, ate, watched the parades and football. We gave thanks, as we became more conscious of each other and our blessings.  We appreciated what we had, and we shared with those who didn't have as much as we did. When Thanksgiving was over, we were ready for Advent.

As a Christian, Christmas is very important to me. We decorated, continued to count our blessings as we shared with others. We made ourselves and our home ready for the birth of Christ. It was (is) a very special birthday celebration. It is the foundation of the Christian religion.

I think each holiday is a progression leading up to this special day. Those who celebrate Christmas should understand what I mean. It wasn't always like this. If we put Christ back in Christmas, there would be no blurring of these holidays.