Friday Fiction-Murder’s Foul Smell


She’d winced as she picked the carcass up by two fingers.  Gross!

She hadn’t meant to be the means of ending life when she crawled out of bed this morning. Why’d that stupid bird just stand there, never flinching when she came around the corner?  It had to see her coming, could have flown away, but didn’t.  Why not?

Instead, it defiantly stared her down as the moving-too-fast-to-stop vehicle she was driving took it’s life.

Sure, it was just a chicken. A foul wandering along a deserted stretch of highway, but maybe a momma, too.

Maybe a hen with chicks.

Maybe a bird with business.

Maybe someone’s provider.

She knew how it felt to bear that weight on fragile shoulders and she mourned for the bird.  Crossed herself.  Turned away for the briefest of moments in respect for the dead.  Regardless, into the stew pot it went, because when you’re a single mom living on welfare and child support you don’t waste resources.  Any resources.  You use what God sends you, and she did!


Goals for Another Week

dsc_1097This week I returned to the world of reality.  While I was glad to be home after several days on the road, I also miss the alone time me and mister had while vacationing; the adventure of it all, the pampered feeling that comes of having someone else do the laundry, the luxury of having others make our meals for us and clean up afterward.

I guess I’m not alone in being sad when vacation times end, but it’s good to get back to my 8-4 routine, too.

I’m really glad to be setting some goals for myself again. Here goes…


1  Replace the windshield in the car and get it inspected.

2  Create a concrete Plan of Action to aid in staying focused over the next three months.

3  Begin again with daily oatmeal and exercise.


Maine does not have as many moose running around as advertised.

Cars can be hard to figure out, especially when you have a mystery problem to solve and you’re an experienced procrastinator.

Having family to depend upon in the lurch is an amazing thing. Likewise, good friends who encourage me are a gift from God!

Decompression therapy helps. I may actually be able to move again soon without dehumanizing pain.

It is not all that easy to find time to write when you have a companion traveling with you.

Literal thinkers have a hard time vision-casting and dreaming about the future.

Putting in writing what MY PERFECT DAY would look like has been an eye-opening experience.  I am definitely not where my heart wants to be right now, but I have a better idea of what I need to do to get there.

Are you setting any goals for yourself this week? What would you like to achieve in the next seven days?






Vacation Pictures

Our first stop on our way to New Hampshire was this roadside attraction.


I think this must have once been a ski resort, but regardless of what it once was it is now a great view of what’s to come as you enter into New Hampshire.  The trees were just beginning to turn when we neared this spot. Too bad we weren’t a week or two later in our travels.  By next week, I bet this view will be ablaze with color.

This site had a gift shop attached to it, and look what I found inside…


Ha!  I loved it and had to take a picture to share with you all once I had a chance to post something to the blog.

Always up to some hyjinx, this one!


He insisted I take a picture of him in this wayyyyy oversized Adirondack chair.  We saw these several places throughout New Hampshire.  Kinda like the moose statues in Vermont and the horses in Rochester, I guess.

We arrived at The Margate Resort in Laconia, NH just before sunset.


We took it all in, then played for a while on the beach, giddy as two kids to finally have arrived at one of our all-time favorite spots!



dsc_1030My pedicure took a beating in that sandy surf, but I didn’t care.

Soon, golden beams of sunlight kissed the day good-bye and ushered in the night along Lake Winnipesaukee.


It was grand!!!

When was the last time you had sand between your toes?  Does your inner kid come out while on vacation?



Vacation is over


Okay, so I may not be this happy to be back from vacation, but it is good to revisit my old routines at the office.


We Love, Love, LOVE New Hampshire!!! I think I could retire there some day.  We stayed in the Laconia area, close to Meredith, and is this ever God’s country! The Inn at Mills Falls in spectacular looking, but we’ve never stayed there.  I’ll be sharing more about the resorts where we did stay in subsequent posts, but suffice it to say I could percolate around this area all summer long and well into the fall and never tire of it were money no issue.

We are not in love with Bar Harbor, Maine, but Acadia National Park was awesome!

Route 4 across Vermont on the way to Lake George has got to be my all-time favorite driving route.  Talk about scenic!  Amazing! Especially in the Killington, VT area.

We are also in love with the small town charm of Woodstock, Vermont. Gotta stay there some weekend soon!

I think my minimalism lifestyle is beginning to kick in big time–I was really struck by the commercial aspect of Lake George this time around. I never saw that before, though it was obviously there.  This time around, I introduced mister to Bolton’s Landing, where there is a free public park and sand beach. I had found this gem of a park when traveling back from Lake Placid on that vacation with my mom and sister.  I was tired from driving that day, and there it was–this little community park located along the roadside.  I stopped, got out of the car, and walked the park and dock that day alone and vowed I would bring hubs with me next time I was here.  It’s a nice area, but a ways outside of LG…smallish, quieter, and best of all removed from the maddening crowds.  I’m not sure I would like to stay in the hotels in Bolton Landing, but I will be spending more time at the park there when we are in the area again.  Mister loved it too and wants to come back next time we are in Lake George.

Pictures from the back of my camera will be posted later this week. For now, I wanted to check in and say I’m pretty content to be back in the saddle again.

When was the last time you visited New England? Where is your favorite vacation spot?




Tall and broad at the shoulders, he was a brute of a man, but limber.  Unexpectedly so.  He’d walked light-footed through the casino in a pair of nubuck Timberlands when she’d first spotted him, size 13.  A shag of hair the color of black walnuts covered almost every inch of flesh above his neck; his chest, too.  He’d led her into the parking lot after a few shots of bourbon because he thought being with her would be easy, but nothing about Ruby left a man at ease.

Exiting the car after, he’d called out to her from a measurably lowered testosterone haze, “Hey, where ya goin’?  We done here?  Really!?”

“A girl’s gotta pee, doesn’t she?” was her only reply.

Ruby didn’t have to pee. Ruby didn’t have to do anything.  As she confidently made her way across the parking lot and past the main entrance to the gaming tables, she violently flicked her head sideways. This continued a habit she’d adopted years before when she realized for the first time how much her mother hated a shrouded stare in her punching bags.

Ruby pulled the paper money and credit cards from the wallet she’d lifted off him. The rest of his identity she let slip through experienced fingers to the wet pavement below.  She fingered the cross she always wore around her neck.

The fog was beginning to roll in quickly now.

$594 in cash and the plastic—it’d been a good night!

Minimalizing the Pantry

This is getting posted really late Tuesday night. Mister and I have been on the road all day, so I didn’t have a chance to share before now, and formatting is out the window when posting from my hotel room.  Such as it is, here is today’s post.

Oh, and greetings from Laconia, NH, the home of some incredible mountain tops and ski resort!

This past weekend’s project was to de-clutter the kitchen pantry.  Here is what it looked like when I began…



Here is what it looked like half way through.


Here is the finished project.


Not a whole lot better, but without buying new bins I’m not going to get it much more organized.


All set for Thanksgiving!


And this corner looks okay.  And best of all, this space!  Soooo much better!


Ahhh, that feels good!

What projects are you tackling lately?  How is your pantry organized?

There’s Only One Fear In the World

Someone near and dear to me quit his job last week.  That moment finally arrived when the expectations of his job became untenable for him.  He’d crossed over into the No-Zone.

No, I won’t agree to that.

No, I’m not going to do that.

No, I don’t believe I can work with her.

No, I can’t stay here and do this for you any more!

This guy has agreed to finish out the month with his company, but after that he ventures into the unknown.

He does not have another job lined up.

He doesn’t know what he wants to do next.

He might travel for a while, or begin the job search right away.  He’s not sure. What he is sure about is that staying where he was, that wasn’t going to do it for him anymore. He’d rather face the uncertainty that comes with unemployment.

Sean Ogle says there’s only one fear in this world and that is uncertainty. I think he’s right. I’m listening to Sean lately, and thought I would share his unique way of interfacing with the world with you today.  Let me know what you think in the comments below.  I’m all ears!