1. In trying not to get too far away from my blog, I present this post.
2. Ogunquit, Maine. Halloween decor:
I call him “Dashing Charlie”
3. Monday is the day I found a dead rabbit in the side yard, a part of our yard where none of us tend to go. I didn’t touch or disturb the body, but it looked large, an adult; and perfect. It seemed too big for the cat to have downed. Hubby moved it yesterday and indeed said it did not have any apparent marks or blood on it.
4. What do you think about the rabbit (multiple choice):
a. natural causes
b. zombie apocalypse coming just in time for Halloween
c. at least twice in the 13 years we’ve lived here, the cats have brought baby bunny tributes to the door. Their fur is always perfect and thick and beautiful.
d. sad, even haunting
e. where should one put such a large, dead animal?
5. Though not completely recovered from recent injuries, I am still here and much better. I am learning that setbacks are part of injury recovery. It’s not all I’M BETTER AND BACK TO NORMAL ACTIVITIES NOW, FULL OF VIBRANT GOOD HEALTH (FOR FUCK’S SAKE). It’s more like CRAP, I TRIED SOMETHING I USED TO BE ABLE TO DO, IT HURTS LIKE HELL, AND CAN’T DO JACK SHIT FOR THE NEXT TWO DAYS.
JULY 2013
50th Birthday necklace, vintage
6. I know I talk about it all the time, but I have aged even more quickly due to my recent injuries (more rapid facial aging than from the last couple of years’ bouts with anemia). I offer the above photo as evidence. See the way I am not as present as usual, some part of me is withdrawn? That is the face of a body in chronic pain.
7. UGH
8. CRAP
9a. Though you think you know me well, the next item may overstep any previous TMI boundary.
9. As we were on our way out of Provincetown in late August (our two night, last hurrah of summer mad-dash to the Cape), I visited one of the public restrooms; you know, the one near the huge public parking lot in the town center. After I used the loo,
yes, that loo
I washed my hands and then cupped them to bring some water up to my mouth so I could gently rinse (see, TMI). I did so and spat in the sink. A woman (from New Jersey, mayhaps) standing near me said, barely audibly but definitely disapprovingly enough for my ears, REALLY?
Such a dare as that, how could I resist? So I said, very loudly: YES, REALLY!
New Jersey: That’s disgusting.
Me, Happy Valley: You’re disgusting.
or something like that. Let’s just say neither of us remembered our manners and the insults continued and heightened.
She “reported” me to the attendant and kept making quite the fuss even after I, head held high, exited the restroom.
The interaction was more in depth and lasted longer than what I have presented and I can’t remember much any more. Even immediately afterward, I couldn’t piece together the whole thing because I was shaken and stirred and triumphant and shocked and angry and embarrassed and righteous. L’il ol’ me, twinklysparkles, all of that, all rolled into one.
10. I really wish 40-something, overly-made-up women from New Jersey with big hair and clanky, not-inexpensive jewelry read my blog.
11. TRAGEDY STRIKES!
(some of you may have heard about this last week on Facebook)
All seven letters, perfect, ready for a 50-point bonus, but nowhere to place them on the board.
12. How would you feel if you didn’t have a place to put your vaginas?
twinklysparkles 
Maybe a dog in the neighborhood picked up the rabbit, shook it, broke its neck. Or natural causes.
That necklace is bee-yoo-tee-ful. And so are you, despite how exhausted and non-present you look. (It makes my heart ache.) My mother has a chronic illness, and is doing much better of late; I hope you find a way to join her in healing.
Hi Ms K, That is a better scenario than any I could figure, but I don’t think it was a dog because our side yard is away from where any dogs go. Far from the sidewalk. We have coyotes and foxes, but they would have finished the job.
Your mum isn’t much older than I. Glad to hear she’s better. Is it a lifelong thing? Around here, people get Lyme disease, but this injury is not that.
You sure read fast, ’cause I thought I’d barely posted this and here you were. Maybe I was still editing back and forth though. I have always known you are a fast reader from reading your blog. Was this always so for you? (You don’t have to answer that here, it’s so awkward to try to converse).
K
How the heck would anyone even know if you flushed with your foot? And why does anyone care if you rinsed your mouth in the sink?? It’s not like you spat on the floor! What’s wrong with P-town and (some) of its (rigid) tourists?!
I think the bathroom attendant can see down the rows and can tell if someone is facing backward. I suppose they don’t want germs on their hands?
Even though it’s annoying, one great the about Ptown is the variety of people, including tourists. I still prefer low season and the locals.
Ciao Ally Cat!
K
OK, found your sight while checking out Honeybee sites to ask if they would want to see my section on honeybees in my new E-book “We Did It In Maine” . You are funny, funny, funny. I don’t see your bee experiences on your site. I have experience with bees and have written about them, but they are NOT calm experiences. New to this blogging stuff. I too have had chronic pain in the past and it is horrific. I was jealous of old ladies that could move better than I. Anyway, just saying, I enjoyed your blog. Laughed out loud.
Thanks for stopping by, Joyce, and thanks for the follow. I love hearing how great my blog is!
I think I have 2 bee posts, nothing in depth; I am not a beekeeper, not a farmer of anything at all. My girls went to a little school here that has a beekeeping program and that captured my respect for bees and hives. I also have a friend in Ohio who keeps bees. We can only hope that it is becoming more popular and I think the blogging world brings a lot of connection and support for it.
I remember how exciting it was to start my blog and how much energy I had for it the first couple of years. It’s so fun and engaging, also a good creative outlet for me.
Maine, hunh? I’ll look up your book. Parts of Maine are so close to the Valley, but other parts so far. We just visited Portland for the first time last weekend.
Here are the links to the 2 bee posts I can think of that I have:
https://twinklysparkles.wordpress.com/2011/03/02/may-your-never-failing-treasury-be-filled-with-boundless-stores-of-grace-beekeeping-and-the-class-of-2010/
https://twinklysparkles.wordpress.com/2011/05/05/thankful-thursday-queen-of-the-sun/
Hope to hear from you from time to time if you so desire! Thanks again, Katherine
wonderful that you return comments. I will definitely follow you. Here’s to new friendships.