#MirthfulMonday

This world is so full of gloom and doom, and a multitude of miserable things.
So why don’t those of us who try to be more positive start a NEW trend:

#MirthfulMonday
A day of positivity, in lieu of negativity

Sure there is plenty I could be miserable about today: the gloomy sky, the rain, cold temperatures, not feeling well, etc. But I’m making a choice not to dwell on the garbage.
I would rather look on the bright side, count my blessings, and be happy.

On that note, here are 5 things I’m thankful for:

Waking up today
My wonderful family
My awesome friends
Chicken Vegetable Soup
Hot Pumpkin Spiced Tea

What are you thankful for today?

A #MirthfulMonday to you!

A Fish Tale

I’m not feeling the greatest today, but I’m posting anyway.

Hubby went boat fishing with two other guys yesterday. One of them was the friend he went fishing with the other day.
They went out by the bathing beaches of Island Beach State Park (IBSP).

It was 21°F (-6°C) in the early am. The high for the day was 39°F (3.8°C).
It was mostly sunny and windy.
Waves were choppy.

While they were out, my beloved took a short video, which was difficult to do in the rough seas. But he has some proof of seeing a Humpback Whale.
They also saw a large Striper chasing another one near the surface. Both were caught by the guys fishing with him.

They were chasing bunker pods while fishing.
They snagged them and let them drop to the bottom to fish. (Snag & Drop)

My husband told me, “There were many boats that were following us around because we were catching more fish…” (I wonder why?)
“The people in the other boats kept snagging bunker and putting them in their live well instead of fishing.”

Long story short: 8 fish were caught, 3 by my beloved.
They measured between 32″ and 36″
and weighed between 7 lbs. 6 oz. to 13 lbs. 4 oz.

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Menagerie — An Animal Story

Do you have animals in your life? If yes, what do they mean to you? If no, why have you opted not to?

We have always had animals since I can remember.
We had several dogs and cats when I was growing up.
Not all at once. Usually a dog and cat.
Yes together, and they got along fine.
I also had a few goldfish and hamsters.

Some of our fur-babies passed away from old age, others had been ill, or were wounded by other [outdoor] animals; two such required surgery. One recovered, the other died from a blood clot.
One fur-baby had been struck and killed by a car.

Hubby and I have had mostly cats since getting married.
We had a box turtle once, too.

We’ve suffered a few losses and it’s never easy.
No loss is easy.
It may seem like we’re gluttons for punishment…
So why do we do it?

We love animals.
They’re a part of our lives.
A companion. A friend. A member of the family.
They bring love, comfort, joy in laughter.
They can even bring healing.
I can’t fathom going through life without an animal friend of some sort.

[NaBloPoMo 2014] Growing Old

Do you enjoy growing old or do you fight against it?

I was just thinking about something similar a couple of days ago:
When does middle age begin?

Google says: “According to one study, the average person believes youth ends at 35 and old age begins at 58. Therefore, the years in between–all 23 of them–constitute middle age.”

According to Wikipedia: “The US Census lists middle age as including both the age categories 35 to 44 and 45 to 54, while prominent psychologist Erik Erikson saw it ending a little later and defines middle adulthood as between 40 and 65.”

Being 39 years old I might or might not fit in said category, according to the above sources.

Since the age of 35, I have been finding a few silver hairs,
mostly towards the top/front of my head.
I have found just recently a few on the sides of my head.
I am caught between combating it (dyeing) and just not caring.
I think I’m leaning more towards not caring.
After all, the Bible calls grey hair a crowning glory.

My memory isn’t as good as it used to be. It’s been that way for a few years; however, I think that is due to stressful life circumstances.
I am concerned though, that it could be something more. At my age that’s a scary thing.

Growing old is something most will endure.
There’s really no way to fight it. It’s inevitable.
You can change your perspective of it;
choose to stay young at heart, instead of being bitter.

[NaBloPoMo 2014] Blogger’s Skill

What is the one skill you see in other bloggers that you wish you had?

 

A strong vocabulary.

I may not be writing as a published author, but having a strong vocabulary would benefit any writer.

Some of my writing consist of such simple vocabulary. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, but it can be boring. I want color, vivid color, in my writing; and not just from my page’s theme.

One thing I miss when I write, my Merriam-Webster Collegiate Dictionary. It’s packed away with most of our possessions, so I use the online version sometimes, as well as other useful resources. (thesaurus.com)

Another reason I want to improve my vocabulary: sometimes I struggle with TOT (tip-of-the tongue phenomenon; sometimes called presque vu) or lethologica.

[NaBloPoMo 2014] Extended Writer’s Block

Have you ever had extended writer’s block? How long did it last? What did you do to break out of it, and do you have tips for other bloggers?

writer’s block: the condition of being unable to think of what to write or how to proceed with writing.

Before I started blogging, the only thing I used to write were poems and short stories. Writer’s Block wasn’t a big issue because I wasn’t writing every day. I wrote when I felt inspired.

Before I started blogging, the last poem I wrote was for Father’s Day 2011. Prior to that was two years before we moved from Michigan to New Jersey in 2009.

Since writing the Father’s Day poem for my husband, I don’t recall writing much of anything until I started blogging. I do remember attempting to write…

There was a glimmer of inspiration. A single thought, to become a line in a poem…
I wrote it down.
Then, something that usually took minutes to pen, was suddenly lost…
the glimmer fizzled out.

I was discouraged.

I tried again the following day, still nothing.

I felt defeated, but it wasn’t just because I couldn’t write. The circumstances of my life at that time were taking a toll on me and my emotions.

You see, I write from the heart.
I write from my feelings, experiences, and dreams.
I couldn’t write about something happy when I felt so miserable.
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Fast forward a few months.

I found one of my writing notebooks and started thumbing through it. I read several poems before stopping on a page where I had started a potential chapter of a novella. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t great either. I knew I needed to improve my writing.

That’s when I decided to start blogging.

I had no idea what a blog was or what to do with it when I got started. I assumed it was an online diary or something of that sort. I found my way to WP and created my blog, then quickly proceeded researching what blogging is all about.
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My blog sat idle for a month before my first post.
Two months later, another post. A week later, another.
I was struggling for content. I still wasn’t sure what to do with my blog.
All I knew was that I wanted to keep writing.
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Sometimes I struggle with writer’s block. We all do. We could go days, weeks, or even months without writing. It’s frustrating when you want to write but can’t think of anything. Or when you struggle to keep going on a project you’ve started.

Because I have struggled so often, I’ve Google’d for writing prompts, use WP daily prompts, and have found other writing resources.

Have they helped? Um… check my post calendar.
I’m happy to say that I’ve been writing daily for the past two weeks. Sometimes multiple posts in a day.

Will it continue? I certainly hope so. But writer’s block will probably rear it’s ugly head again at some point.