Don’t take candy from friends!

Hey, my grrrs.

So, as kids, our parents always told us, “Don’t take candy from strangers.” However, in this generation, we have to now say, “Don’t take candy from anyone without checking the label first.”

I just watched the TODAY show, and the first thing on is about POT SUCKERS. Just one more thing I have to fucking worry about…actually, it’s candy, in general, now that Pot is legalized in several places (like CA and OR) Apparently, the candy is identical to regular candy.  You can’t tell the difference, they infuse / inject gummies, etc. with high concentration of cannabis oil.  People are leaving these in their car, and house and little kids and teens are going to the hospital for ingesting these with very high heart racing issues.  Who only eats just one sugary gummy?

Now, I don’t have anything against legalized pot.  I treat it as alcohol.  You have to be responsible.  Don’t drive/operate machinery.  But now, I have to put my faith into several someones who might be responsible users – only taking when home and staying home / but what about when they are careless with the product?  They need to lock it up, because the appearance is exactly of regular candy.

They now fear that more kids are going to go into their pantry cabinet, grab a bag of cookies/candy and take them to school, like middle school (my kids are in middle), and offer to their friends…not realizing it’s infused with cannabis.

So now…not only have I told the kids – don’t take drugs, don’t “eat” anything from anyone…I even went so far as to say, don’t even accept an opened bottle of water.  If the seal is cracked, don’t take it, because you don’t know if someone put something in it!  …but you know if a “trusted” friend is going to offer them a stick of gum, or a piece of their mentos candy, they are going to EAT IT.  Because their friend wouldn’t do that on purpose to them.  BUT…what if that friend found the treat on their kitchen counter, or mints on the nightstand…no clue their parent or older sibling brought home drugs.

I guess I’m going to have to show the video to my kids, and tell them don’t eat anything without checking the label first.  And look for cannabis in the ingredients or picture of the pot plant.  If there’s no package or can’t read it – don’t eat it, as rule of thumb.  Like act as if they allergic to peanuts and have to check everything.

Instead of “Wait, does this have nuts?”  It’ll be… “Wait, does this have pot?”


Floods and Fires

“You gots the FLOODS, and I gots the FIRES.”

I joked with my co-worker that it sounded like medical problems.  Something old Southern Ladies would say.

My co-worker somehow escaped the worst of the flooding in Texas.  Her brand-new neighborhood was built a little higher and essentially became an island.  They couldn’t leave, and luckily for them, the water stopped its invasion at the neighborhood below theirs.  Their street was flooded, but didn’t rise into the homes.

Meanwhile, she kept tabs on Facebook so we all know she was okay and posting pictures for her other neighbors so they could see what was happening around their neighborhood.

Of course, just before Hurricane Harvey was making its way toward Texas, we moved to Bend, OR.  When we reached Northern California, Mt. Shasta area, it was very foggy and smelled strongly of a camp fire.  It was said that some of Northern CA, and Oregon both had wild fires.

It didn’t get any better arriving to Bend.  There are about 5 wild fires and the one nearest us is the Milli Fire, near Sisters, Oregon.  It’s not near enough for us to have to evacuate, but our air quality is super poor.  It’s terrible for me and my son as we have asthma.  It’s terrible for everyone, as when the wind is blowing this direction, it’s foggy with smoke… EVERYWHERE.  There is no getting away from it.  Ash flying in eyes and lungs burning.  I keep thinking about the Stephen King’s MIST, and as we run to our car to avoid being captured by the unknown monster in the mist.

So, we have been cooped up indoors.My kids are driving me crazy and can’t wait for the kiddos to start school, just to get them out of the house.   They don’t start until Wed. Our sports started, but the trainings have been a bust because the air quality is so bad, and practices cancelled.

We had two days of slight reprieve, where the wind blew the smoke toward Portland.  It wasn’t great, but we did get a little sunshine through the layer of smoke.  Then it’s right back, and gray everywhere!  I think we need to start wearing nurse/doctor masks. I feel badly for anyone working outdoors, like the crew working on our house, or the Fed Ex/UPs guys.

The crazy thing?  I never knew this.  I’m thinking 2 weeks of fire.  NOPE.  Wild Fires in forests – a month to Two months!  One started in June.  A few the 2nd week of August.  The Milli one, is expected to go until October!  ugh.  There are about 500 people working on that, but it’s only 40% contained.

All I keep doing is singing that CLASH song, London’s burning…except I change the words Oregon’s burning…la,la,la, laaaa.  “Everyone is sitting ’round watching television…because Oregon’s burning…” nananananhhhh

Will Work for donuts?

The day is  here… packing day!

Yes, but you say, haven’t you been packing?  Yes, yes…we have (and by that, I mean ME)…for MONTHS.   It’s mainly been my responsibility, with my hubby only helping with actually moving the furniture into the U-haul last night.  Everything else was on me…reducing by selling and giving away…and then pack everything…while keeping out things we’ll need.  (no easy task)  I nearly had a break-down yesterday, almost ended up in a corner of the room blubbering about box and crap, crap, and more crap that just materializes like a magic trick.  Look it’s empty…slide the closet door…now there’s something!

WHAT?  Where did that come from… I need another box!  And then I yelled at my husband, “I just cleared out your nightstand!  Quit putting things IN it!”

So, the day is finally here.. the day we put all those boxes into the U-haul.  My hubby is out getting donuts for the “kid crew” – yes, we force child labor.  or rather, tell the kids… hold up the sign…”Will work for donuts.”  You put forth the effort with your friends…and we buy the donuts.

It’s FUN!!!

(really, really)

Anyone else willing to work for donuts?  Oh, yea, our “guests” (workers) are here!  Gotta GO!

Chocolately Mud Mug

“Hey, mom!  I need a cup!”

My 5-year-old and his friend were in the backyard making mud pies, and being very creative. Pulling out out an old group of plain white coffee mugs, I handed two to Joey. These mugs I keep for the kids, so If they get broken, it’s no big deal.

At that point, I had forgotten about the hot chocolate in the microwave for my 3-year-old, which ended up bubbling over. Setting it on the counter to cool before wiping, I remembered there was laundry to do, and went to transfer load from washer to dryer. Returning to the kitchen, I see my daughter standing, looking very puzzled, with mud on her mouth, “There’s something wrong with the hot chocolate, mom.”

Apparently, her brother had come back in, placed his muddy mug on the counter next to the other cup, before running off to the bathroom.

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfaw) / week 8-15 / 150 words

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Mother and Nature

I don’t have time to be on here.  I’m procrastinating.

We start our journey next Wednesday.

Yet, here I am – to tell you the latest frustration.  It’s not enough that I’m trying to work, which is now very busy (and was dead the entire summer), and pack, and figure out our new school, temporary home, mail, sports, and basically new lives…and my daughter has decided among all this…it is her duty to start teenager angst ahead of schedule.

She’s 11, soon to be 12 near the end of the year.  And everything is very snippy answer.  Did you finish your dinner?  YESSSsssss.  Mommmm.  (sighing heavily)

This morning, I told her that a Gogurt was not a breakfast item and that I picked up her favorite…raspberries to which she told me “I DON’T WANT ANY RASPBERRIES!”  (as if I was trying to poison her with her favorite, healthy snack)

I indicated she should eat something healthy before heading to the 99cent store to buy candy for the movie…to which she gritted her teeth and said “Quit correcting me, mom!”  And walks out of her room in a huff.

I calmly explained, That’s what we moms do.  I can’t stop.  It’s our job.  To correct our children.  To Teach them.

As she prepared to leave the house to meet her friends at the movies, she stepped outside for a moment to gaze at the mysterious dark clouds.  I hear the door slam as she marches back in and yells,

“What the heck!  It’s SPRINKLING out there! (actually, she drew out the word Spu RIN Kling)  Is it going to rain heavily when I’m walking, MOM?”

As if she was accusing me of controlling the weather.  I should have responded,

“I do control the weather.  And if you don’t start talking more nicely, I’m going to RAIN DOWN cats and dogs on you.  One Cloud is going to follow you all over the place.  Outdoor AND Indoor, just like that Pink Panther episode!”

Now, I understand and suspect the true origin of “Mother Nature” – started out as a battle between mother and daughter…and the mom bringing down the rain.  We’re going to wash (or drown) that nastiness right out of ya.



Manic Monday #6 Challenge – In The Mood

For those that enjoy challenges, and if you like music… you might have some fun with this.  It’s called Manic Monday.  Welcome to the 6th installment!

Each week, I’ll present a new song title, and you come up with a post using it by next Sunday. Ping back to this post, so others can read!  Often times, I release the title the weekend prior so you have plenty of time!

If you are not a WordPress user, provide link to your post in comments.

It can be fiction/non-fiction, poetry, subject can be dark, serious or humorous – however many characters you want- just have fun with it!  It doesn’t have to pertain to the song, whatsoever. (click here for past song titles)

The rules are…there are no Rules!  (except using the title of the song part)

We are working our way down through the decades, and we’re in the 30’s! Glenn Miller Orchestra had a hit that has sustained through the years “In The Mood,” and was on the charts for 13 straight weeks, put in a movie, and has gained several awards and inducted into the Grammy Hall of Fame.  There was some speculation as to who created the song, and copy right was not registered, and eventually the song was sold to Glen Miller, in 1939.   More song info on  Wikepedia

Use that song title anywhere in your blog post, ping back this post! (visit others that posted, if you want) If you need more inspiration, you can Click here for lyrics

P.S.  Give me a few minutes to approve your PING to avoid spam.  Only comment with a link to your post (if not wordpress user) – minimizing comments ensures we can easily see all the posts.

Rock Monster

“Take a closer look at it, Charlie.”

At first, it looked like any ordinary boulder, until his grandfather began telling the legendary tale of the Rock Monsters. He could see it was the remains of one. Several hikers had passed none-the-wiser. Others had paused to rest, while pondering over the unique gouges, not fully realizing what it was.

Charlie gasped to discover they were not fiction! It wasn’t clear how this particular rock monster had died, but his grandfather noted, there was speculation that during a birthday cave-party, there was an accidental death by gassing, when the candles were blown.

Friday Fictioneers / Aug. 11 / 100 words

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