Monochrome Monday – Black and White Photography 2019 – 6

Meg Sorick, Author/Artist

Cee’s Black and White Challenge this week has the theme: horns.

Just a pair from the British Museum this week:

Buffalo boat:

Horned helmet:

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My Week 229: Facebook Doesn’t Know Me At All

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I’ve been really sick this week, so here’s something from a few years ago that still applies today—I hope you enjoy it!

Have you noticed the increasing proliferation of bizarre Facebook quizzes that purport to identify different aspects of your personality with absolute accuracy? While they are, for the most part, as generic as horoscopes in telling you about what kind of person you are, they are getting more and more desperate for new topics as they attempt to mine your data. At first, it was TV shows or films, like “Which Game of Thrones Character Are You?” or “Which Bond Girl Are You Most Like?” Respectively, I got Arya Stark, and Xenia Onatopp, former Soviet fighter pilot and top assassin. This was very disappointing—I really wanted Daenerys Targaryen, Mother Of F*cking Dragons instead of a whiny little kid who makes lists about who she wants to kill instead of…

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The journey begins

Indus's Journey

I have to say if you told me 10 years ago I would be writing a blog about my struggles and triumphs with Multiple Sclerosis I would have told you to piss off. Sorry in advance for the directness, I don’t believe in passivity. And occasionally, I use bad words, both I blame on being raised in New Jersey during the formative middle school and high school years.

So why am I doing it? Because I need reality when dealing with this shit. I need to be able to express candidly with other people who are like me. In doing so, someone may read this and feel OMG, me too. That’s me. I don’t feel alone. Because we are not alone, God made me a good teacher and I am going to do what I know how to do. So I am educating you through my life experiences.

The first…

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I Broke Up…with Facebook

My Colourful Life

affection board broken broken hearted Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Back at the end of 2018 I came to a rather abrupt decision, not just to leave Facebook, but to walk out and never go back.  Facebook and I are over, we broke up and I never want to see it again (*disclaimer*…at least for the forseeable future…).

So, on the 5th January, after leaving a message up on my Facebook for a week prior saying I was leaving and should anyone want to stay in contact to inbox me their mobile, and after downloading all the information that I wanted to save from my account, I hit the delete account button.  Facebook does, kindly, let you know that it puts your account into de-activation mode for a month incase you want to come back within that 30 day period…helpful, but no.

And this wasn’t a decision I had truly thought about and mulled over…

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And we have “Argh!” today

Random Writings on the Bathroom Wall

Idiot drivers per square mile or per square kilometer goes thru the roof on days like these. I’m so glad that I’m working from home. Too bad I had to see the specialist today. I wonder if my insurance would buy off on a foreign specialist referral to French Polynesia???

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only drama.

I didn't have my glasses on....


and the rest should stay back?

sign found by the parent drop-off circle

at my school in the morning.

 from a class the night before

but it works in the morning too.

“you cannot have the drama without comedy.”

-tommy wiseau

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The Act of Prayer #Thisis38

Making Time For Me

I pray at least once EVERY SINGLE DAY.  Usually first thing in the morning, I pray for anything and everyone that is on my mind.  I just run the gamut of everything that is in my head.

Then sometimes throughout the day, I take a pause and pray for something very intentional and purposeful.  I talk to God about what is on my heart and give my worries to him.  It helps, because I soon as I lift it up to the Lord I feel a sense of peace.

I do not usually pray out loud (only at church).  I do not usually pray in front of other people (only at church).  I do not pray so that someone can see me or hear me doing it and think “oh what a good Christian” or “oh what a Godly woman”.  I pray for myself, for the act of prayer itself…

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A Bowl of Chili

A Jeanne in the Kitchen

We had a blizzard here yesterday.  There were complete white-out conditions, it was frigidly cold, the roads were a complete disaster and the sky dropped 10 inches of snow at my house.  This was all in the morning hours of the day.  I was out and tried to brave those conditions before turning around and calling it a day.  Once I was safely at home, there was no way I was going back out into that mess.  NO WAY!  But as bad as it was for those few short hours, by the afternoon, it was back to blue skies and sunshine.  As I sit here looking out my window right now, most of that slushy mess on the roads yesterday is gone and the snow is already starting to melt some.  Awwwww! Life in Colorado!  As bad as it was on the outside though, it was perfect day to stay…

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And the sleep just gets longer

Its good to be crazy Sometimes

Almost 7 hours tonight, I am counting this as a massive win, I also got woken up by my alarm rather than waking myself up at 4am and not being able to get back to sleep.

Lets see how much longer this will last

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Monkey

Its good to be crazy Sometimes

Monkey has found computer games, I honestly think these fucking things should not be allowed to anyone under the age of 18.

Monkey seems to think he should be able to spend the time he gets in the door to the time he goes to bed on the fucking x box.

I disagree

So far, I am stunting his growth as a human, I am very mean, I don’t love him anymore

And this is just based on a few hours, not a few hours a day, just a few hours.

I came up with a compromise that he could have an hour on the xbox and he had to read me 2 pages of his book. It was like I started world war 3 and very possibly have wiped out all human race.

Being a parent is tough, but this is the first time we have come across something…

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