Wishing You a...

I will be cheering for my daughter and her teammates, during the last day of a five-day swim meet today.

How do you plan to spend your weekend?

A Clandestine Meeting in the Cove : The Papalo Cure (Part 3)

A few weeks ago I began using the Words for Wednesday Challenge from Delores at Under the Porch Light to create a story, The Papalo Cure. Readers commented, requesting to know what happened to Grandpa after Maria got on the bus to South Dakota. I didn't know! His fate is at the mercy of the weekly Words for Wednesday word prompt!

Using the prompts, I have been adding to the story - and even I am surprised by the turns it has taken.

This week’s story can be read without background information, but I recommend reading the proceeding parts first. Start with Part 1: Facing Insurmountable Odds.  A link for each previous chapter is on my FICTION page. This week's challenge words are listed at the end of this chapter and highlighted in bold in the story.

Birds on the beach

Maria hastily paid the cab driver and entered the hospital. After learning the location of her grandfather's room from the volunteer at the front desk, she jabbed repeatedly at the elevator button. Impatient to see her grandparents, she walked quickly down the hall and entered room 610 on the surgical floor. Her grandfather was sleeping and his jaundiced skin contrasted sharply against the white sheets. Her grandmother, always flamboyantly stylish, wore a garish hot pink and lime green dress.

Silently, Maria crossed the room and gave her grandmother a hug. 
¡“Ahh, Maria - te quiero!” Her Grandmother clutched her tightly and in a quiet whisper, she asked, “Do you have it?”

“Sí, Abuela,” said Maria. “It is right here.” Carefully, Maria removed the Papalo plant from under the lining of her bag. Other than being a little wilted and crushed after being smuggled from Mexico to South Dakota, it looked okay.

“Just in time,” said Grandma. “The surgical team is coming to see Grandpa this afternoon. They want to know his decision about the surgery, so they can schedule an operating room. He still won't consent to any treatment until he actually eats some papalo. We can't convince him medical treatments will work without it.”

“Grandma, I don't want to upset you, but I have to clear something up. Mateo is really angry with me. He accused me of trying to poison Grandpa with papalo, and even seems to believe that I might be bringing him a lethal plant and pretending it is papalo. Papalo won't hurt Grandpa - will it?”

“¡Dios mío! Of course not. I told the doctors all about papalo before I asked you to bring it and they said it would be perfectly safe - no worse for your grandpa than eating mint or cilantro leaves.” Grandma shook her head and looked exasperated.

“You believe I would never poison Grandpa, don't you?” Maria sniffed back tears, so she could continue speaking. “Mateo seems to think I want to hasten Grandpa's death - and I guess probably yours too - so I can inherit the finca in Mexico. But - you already let me live there just for the price of taking care of it, so why does he think I would be so eager to own it. Why does my brother think I would plot something so evil?”

“Oh, Maria.” Grandma's eyes also filled with tears. “Ever since Mateo lost his job a year ago, he has become increasingly withdrawn and paranoid. We keep trying to get him to go back to see his psychiatrist, but he refuses. We didn't want to worry you, so we just haven't mentioned it.”

“But, this crazy idea, where did it come from,” asked Maria.  Why did he come up with this accusation against me?”

“Maria,” her grandma said gently. “Do you remember the story Grandpa used to tell you two when you were little, about the cove on our property? About the mastodon bones that had been found there?”

“Yes,” Maria said slowly. “It kept us busy for days, digging in the sand looking for more fossils. But that was just something grandpa made up to entertain us. What does that have to do with Mateo's crazy idea?”

Her Grandmother explained, “When Mateo came back from Mexico last fall, he told us he caught you and your boyfriend Tomas creeping back into the house late one night. You tracked in sand, and he said you acted guilty when you realized he saw you. He became convinced you had found dinosaur bones in the cove, and the finca is now worth millions as an archaeological site. Grandpa told him that was rubbish, but Mateo is sure you are just waiting for us to die so you can sell the land to paleontologists and get rich.” 

Maria went pale at her Grandmother's words. “Grandma, you have to believe that I would never come up with a clandestine plot like that! Tomas and I did sneak down to the beach that night, but not to dig for dinosaurs.  We just wanted to be alone.” Maria blushed.

“Say no more,” said Grandma. “I was young once. The cove is beautiful in the moonlight.”

Maria's grandpa stirred, and they both turned to look at him. Grandma said, “Let's wake your grandpa up so he can have some of the papalo he believes he needs before the doctors arrive. Of course I don't believe anything Mateo was suggesting.”

“Okay.” Maria dabbed at her eyes with a tissue. “Thank you for telling me about Mateo. We have always worried about his mental stability - now it really does seem like he needs some help. Once we get Grandpa taken care of, we can figure out how to get Mateo into treatment."

Maria sighed.  The peaceful farm in Mexico that she loved so much seemed very far away.  But she put a bright smile on her face and touched her Grandfather's shoulder and gently shook him awake.  “Grandpa, I am here - and I brought your papalo.”

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This story is totally fictitious and may not contain accurate factual information. I had never even heard of papalo, until I did an Internet search for “indigenous plants of Mexico.” 

The Words for Wednesday Challenge supplied the following word prompts: 
clandestine, surgical, cove, creeping, mastodon and garish. 

An option to use the phrase “under the mat and off the grid” and a very inspirational photo prompt were also provided, but this week I choose to incorporate just the six words into my story. 

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Life's Full of Little Mysteries - part 2

I sometimes ponder life's little mysteries as I go about my daily tasks.  I’ve realized the readers of my blog may know the answers to my questions.  I'm hoping someone can help me solve these mysteries.

Last week I used this blog to ask my questions about the puzzling topic of laundry. Today, my questions all relate to my shopping list and the grocery store.  Groceries are never very far from my mind right now - my husband and I have two athletic hungry teens, a dog and a cat to feed!

An almost empty food bin and a worried cat!

Have you ever wondered about these questions like I do:

1.  Why do I never realize the pet food is almost gone until we are down to the last scoop?

 2.  Why is what I need always on the highest shelf in the grocery store?

 3.  Why do I always pick the slowest check-out lane?

 4.  Why do I always forget my reusable bags in the car?

 5.  Why do my kids say we have nothing to eat when I just spent money and time grocery shopping?

At least the cat is not complaining now!

You may not think these questions are so mysterious  - but I wonder about them all the time.

I will look forward to hearing what you think!

How "Bout This Weather?

Many conversations begin with, or at least eventually get around to, the topic of the weather. You have probably heard or said statements such as the following:

"How 'bout that weather?
Hot enough for ya?
Will this winter never end?
I'm so tired of rain.
It's so dry - our grass is just burning up."

Humans are fickle.  Perhaps because we cannot control the weather, we feel a need to complain about it. We compare our weather to that of other places.  We wish for weather we have experienced at different times.  We plan important events outside, and then worry and get frustrated if conditions are less than ideal.  We even sometimes talk about the weather as an icebreaker during an interaction, or just to have something to say.

I am attending a swim meet this week in Portland, OR.  Yesterday morning was chilly enough to feel cold - but by afternoon temperatures were soaring into the high 90's, and the sun beat down from a cloudless sky. Today, instead of complaining about the heat, I am going to study the pictures on my phone, which I took this winter.

View out our window in winter

Our deck in winter

Yes - it is sweltering now... but these photos reminds me that I wasn't happy-knee deep in snow with sub-zero temperatures!  If you are somewhere suffering a heat wave, I hope these pictures make you feel a little better.  When I consider the alternative of those frigid days, sweating under sunny skies doesn't seem so bad. If you love winter, perhaps you can use these photos as a visual aid to try and imagine yourself in the climate in the picture.

Happy Summer!  How ’bout this weather?!

If Scarlett O'Hara and Thomas Jefferson Were Bloggers - Which One Would I Most Resemble?

“I just can't think about that right now ... I'll think about it tomorrow”

In Gone With the Wind, by Margaret Mitchell, main character Scarlett O'Hara says, “I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow.” Sometimes that is exactly how I feel. But the words of Thomas Jefferson also run through my mind: "Never put off to tomorrow what you can do to-day.” I try to aim for a balance between the two - but usually Scarlett is winning.

I once read a time management tip: when handling paper work, never just put it aside "for later." "For later" is the phrase that dooms us to stacks of papers to go through, and hours of catching up. Better to "handle each piece of paper just once" - although I have no earthly idea of how to accomplish that!

My blogging strategies so far have included a lot of Scarlett O'Hara type thinking. (She would be so proud.) At times, I have practically put on blinders, ignoring the important things I know I should be doing, like all the technical computer stuff I need to tackle to make my blog better. I just can't seem to get to everything that needs to be done. The blinders are a means of self-preservation. Scarlett wasn't kidding when she said if she thought about it, she would go crazy!

Maybe I need to look at the advice from practical old Thomas more closely however, before I admit defeat. He wasn't saying that everything has to be done right away, but just advising not to procrastinate regarding the things that can be accomplished. I'm working as much as possible to meet all my goals - they just might not all happen “until tomorrow.”
So - perhaps I am a little like both of these these famous figures.  But I'd like to think I look more like Scarlett than one of the Founding Fathers of America!  

I even tried to impersonate Scarlett once.  Here's the pictures:

My family: fairy princess, Southern belle, Captain Hook and a wolf (with his costume removed!)

The occasion was my daughter's 11th birthday.  Guests were invited to dress as their favorite book character, as it was a "Story Book Party". The little girls loved this theme; maybe someday I will write more about it.

I wore a long dress with a wide hoop skirt - you might notice you can't see the bottom of the dress in the photos.  That was the best part of the costume - and it is not in a single picture! Scarlett never really was a favorite of mine, but since I had the outfit, I pretended that she was.  I even pulled off a pretty good Southern accent that afternoon!

I should now be spending some time deciding if the title of this post has enough key words in it, but “I just can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow.”  

Instead, I'm just going to feel good about the fact that I could actually find these photos!

What famous quotes do you live by or influence how you blog?

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Worth Sharing!

One of great things about being a blogger is reading other blogs!  I see so many good ideas, this post is an opportunity to pass along a few to you.

1.  Frozen Fruit Ice Cubes.
Earlier this summer, I was adding cut up fruit to a pitcher of water and storing it in the fridge so flavored water was always available.  Then I read Linda’s post, “Frozen Fruit Detox Ice Cubes” on her blog crafts a la mode.  Now I make these ice cubes instead! Be sure to visit her post for the full explanation of how to make them.  Here's a photo of what I made, following her directions:

Flavored water using frozen fruit cubes

  

I used fruit I had on hand: oranges, strawberries and blueberries.  I filled the glass with ice and added water, then a couple of the fruit cubes.  A mint leave gave it even more flavor.

2.  “How to make your diamond ring sparkle.” 

I learned an easy and inexpensive way to clean my rings from Becky at Your Modern Family.  With all the yard work I have been doing, mine really needed it!  Following her directions, I thought they cleaned up really well!

Ring Cleaners

3.  Chocolate Banana Muffins

My family loves the Chocolate- chocolate chip muffins from Costco.  This recipe from Bonnie at The Pin Junkie looks similar, but is probably a bit more nutritious.  I can't wait to try it out - but my oven is not going to be turned on until the heat wave of weather we are experiencing subsides!

4.  Oreo Pudding Popsicles

Speaking of hot weather - these are the perfect treat for when temperatures soar.  It only take a few minutes of preparation and a few hours in the freezer - and then you have a rich chocolate chilly dessert or snack! The recipe comes from Matt of Real Food by Dad, and his popsicles - and photos - are much prettier than mine.  Next time I may not crush the oreos so fine, or stir them in quite so much - my vanilla layer turned out sort of grey.  They were still eaten though! 

making pudding popsicles

pudding pops - melting fast!

5.  A Surprise for ME

What a nice surprise to learn that the photo I had submitted for the #Mommy Reality “Essence of Summer” challenge was selected as the runner-up!  Thank you Jen of JENerally Informed, Carolyn of A Lavender Life and Celeste of LeapFrog and LipGloss!

Here’s the photo:

I hope you will follow the links and visit all of the wonderful blogs I have mentioned.

Happy Summer!

 What is the most useful thing you learned on the internet this week?

edited 7-14-14  photos added
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I hope a wonderful weekend is on the horizon for you!

I was told that smoke from wildfires about 1000 miles away was the cause of a visible haze in our sky last week. Whatever the reason, some beautiful sunsets were the result.

I hope you enjoy some of the photos I took.

Sky or the Sea?
It's  almost had to tell - the clouds looked like crashing waves to me!

Best wishes for a safe and happy weekend from the most - - of every moment.

Life's Full of Little Mysteries

I sometimes ponder life's little mysteries as I go about my daily tasks.  Today, I started wondering if anyone knows all - or any - of the answers to my questions.  Then I remembered that I have a blog! I can ask my readers and they may provide some insight.  I'm hoping someone can help me solve these mysteries.

The little mysteries I am thinking about this week all have to do with laundry! (That's probably because I have done so much of it today!)

Looks like my helper has been sleeping on the job!

Have you ever wondered about these questions like I do:

 1.  Why are there are never enough hangers?

 2.  Why is the laundry hamper full, after I just did all the laundry?

 3.  Why do I never see the stain, until after the item comes out of the dryer?

 4.  Why is there an unmatched sock in nearly every load? 

 5.  Why does the cat like to sleep in the laundry basket of clean clothes better than the dirty ones?

Cat fur all over the clean clothes - I may have to get new help!

You may not think these questions are so mysterious  - but I wonder about them all the time.

I will look forward to your answers for any of these questions!

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Insinuations of Deadly Intentions (The Papalo Cure - part 2)

Travel bag

Last week I used the Words for Wednesday Challenge from Delores at Under the Porch Light to create a story. Readers commented, requesting to know what happened to Grandpa after Maria got on the bus to South Dakota. I didn't know! His fate was at the mercy of the this week's Words for Wednesday prompt!

Using the prompt, I wrote a sequel - and was even surprised myself by the turn it took.

This week’s story can be read without background information, but I recommend first reading:  Part 1: Facing Insurmountable Odds.

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Maria was exhausted as she stepped down onto the rain-dampened road.  Clutching her bag, she thought about how ironic it would be if she brought it all this way, only to forget it on the bus.  She pictured the bag, with the smuggled papalo hidden in its lining, going back through customs into Mexico, and traveling the reverse steps of what she had just accomplished.

Her musings were interrupted by someone across the street, barely visible in the darkening shadows of evening, calling her name. It was her brother. He was double-parked in the lot, and was waving her over.

Maria exchanged pleasantries with Mateo, in the manner which people do when they are related and haven't been together for some time - but don't really like each other.  

“Thank you for picking me up” said Maria, getting into the car. She was genuinely appreciative of the ride. “How is Grandpa?”

“He's pretty bad,” said Mateo.  “The doctors want to do all of this stuff, but I don’t think it will make much difference.  His skin is becoming a darker yellow by the hour.  His liver really must be sick. He's very restless and he keeps asking for you every two minutes.  He's convinced the method of treatment the doctors recommend won't work unless he eats that papalo you are bringing.”

Maria smiled, “Well, that is why I am here.”

Mateo banged the steering wheel violently with one hand, and shot a look of anger at her.  All attempts at reconciliation were over.  He snarled, “Grandpa is stubborn as a burro - and just as stupid as a donkey too!  But you, you are like the fox.  Smart and sneaky.  You have it all figured out, don't you - poisoning him with that probably lethal herb, but making him think you are the best grandchild ever to bring it to him.  You - -”

Maria interrupted her brother’s rant.  She shouted, “WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO INSINUATE?” Getting a grip on her anger, she lowered her voice to nearly a whisper.  “You think I dropped everything and came all this way - at Grandma's request - to bring the papalo from our farm in Mexico so that I could POISON our already possibly dying Grandpa?!  Are you crazy - or what?” 

“I’m not crazy,” said Mateo.  “I'm on to you.  I have been for a while. You’ve figured out how much that hacienda in Mexico is worth, and you love living there.  You’re seeing this as the perfect chance to make sure Grandpa is so indebted that he will leave his whole estate to you.  It must have seemed almost too good to be true - an opportunity to provide exactly what he wants, but with deadly intentions. You know your herbal remedy won't work quite the way he expects. Did you really bring papalo, or something even more lethal?  Grandma and Grandpa haven’t seen that plant in so long, they probably wouldn't even recognize the real thing.”

Mateo slammed on the brakes at a red light.  Maria reached behind her and grabbed her bag, then threw open her door and got out. “I've had enough of this.  I'll find my own way to the hospital.”  Without a backward glance, she walked away, looking for a cab.

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Do you think Mateos is right about Maria?

This story is totally fictitious and may not contain accurate factual information. I had never even heard of papalo, until I did an Internet search for “indigenous plants of Mexico.” 

The Words for Wednesday Challenge supplied the following word prompts: 
insinuate, method, reverse, pleasantries, donkey, darker 

An option to use the phrase “darkening shadows, deadly intentions” instead was also provided. 

Some writers challenge themselves by trying to incorporate all six words and the phrase into the story.  This week I enjoyed doing that also - but I broke the phrase in half.

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World Cup Soccer Players Kept Me Awake Last Night

I went to bed worrying about something new last tonight.  It is because I watched some soccer on television yesterday.

(This photo was not taken at the World Cup, but passion for the sport of soccer exists at every level.)

The game I watched was (of course) the World Cup semi-final match between Brazil and Germany.

Brazil, as practically everyone in the world knows, is the host country of the FIFA World Cup 2014 this summer. Brazil is a country whose national passion is football (soccer), and pride in their team is like an obsession.  Brazil has won the World Cup five times, and is the only country to have done so.  Pele, Ronaldo, and Rivaldo are legendary Brazilian players. Their names are known around the world and fall easily from every young players lips.  Pride in their team and the sport of soccer (futebol) seems to have been in-bred in all of the natives of Brazil.

Twenty-nine minutes into the 90 minute game yesterday, the score was 0-5, for Germany.  That is a LOT of goals when talking about soccer.  The Brazilian fans became crestfallen, tears were streaming down many of their faces.  The German team is very strong and very good.  The Brazilian team was playing with a disadvantage, as they were missing two of their best players - one who fractured a vertebrae in a previous game, and their captain who had been suspended from the match because of two yellow cards.  The T.V. commentators were merciless, commenting on everything from their disgust over the teamwork and skill of the Brazilians, to how humiliating it was for the players.  I was tempted to turn the sound off so I didn't have to hear any more of what they were saying.  Even German fans, though excited for the records being broken by their team, might have been uncomfortable watching it unfold.  I thought it was a horrible game.

The match was expected to be tough - but no one anticipated the score.  I don't know enough about soccer to really pass judgement on how well Brazil played, but the general consensus seems to be "not well."   Fortunately, Brazil prevented a shut-out by making one goal in the last few minutes, but the final score was 1-7.  The result: elated Germans and a devastated host country.  I couldn't bear to watch the television coverage of the defeated Brazilian players, as their loss sunk in.

It is these men - the team from Brazil -  that I was worrying about last night.  I hope that they can put this experience in perspective, and not be too hard on themselves.  Their level of performance may not have been as expected; perhaps it is even appropriate for them to feel badly about this.  But all of them have had soccer careers of which, up to this point, they should be very proud.  It is not easy to be selected for a spot on a World Cup team. 

I hope the nation of Brazil can recognize their players grief, and support rather than criticize them. I hope the players will realize that no matter the importance associated with this sporting event, it is not the most significant part of their lives. I hope they can shake yesterday off; get up a little less heart-broken today (or maybe a week from today), and be ready to try and possibly fail at something else again. I hope the Brazil fans can accept this loss, and enjoy the rest of the World Cup festivities, for which they have worked so hard to prepare. I hope we can all remember that the purpose of sports is to build character, not destroy it.  I hope all of this because, after all, the World Cup is just a sporting event. Unfortunately, someone always has to lose.

Well-used soccer gear

What would you say to a World Cup player from Brazil after today's game?

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The Best Excuse Ever

Yesterday I read 10 Best Excuses Not to Do Something, written by Carol Graham of the blog Battered Hope.  At the end, she asked her readers a question, “What is the best excuse you have heard or the best one you have ever given?” This triggered a memory for me.

Near the beginning of my four-year nursing education, students were assigned a procreative client (person in their childbearing years) and a geriatric client (an older adult) to follow until we graduated.  I got to know both of my clients quite well, and I learned a lot from both of them.

I took a nutrition class my senior year.  The grade was largely based on a lengthy term paper, which had been assigned near the beginning of the semester.  Being a typical college student, I had not completed it early.  The afternoon before it was due, I had it mostly written, but I still had to type the entire paper.  When I was in college there were no computers. Assignments were written in pen, and then typed on a typewriter - an electric model if you were lucky!  A bottle of white out correction fluid was an essential item, as I was not a very accurate typist. I settled in for a long evening of work.

Research used to be done from books - not the Internet!

I had just completed a few pages of my paper when the phone in my room rang.  (The desk phone - not a cell phone. Cell phones were not available then either.)  My roommate answered the call, then handed it to me.

It was Jan,* my procreative patient.  I hadn't seen her for a few months, as both of us had been busy.  I knew that she was pregnant with her second child and due to deliver some time that month. I had been her labor coach two years earlier for the birth of her daughter. When she found out she was pregnant again, she had asked if I would be present at the birth. Although it was not a school requirement, I was happy to say yes.

Her call was to tell me her contractions were regular and she wanted me to meet her at the hospital.  I hadn't planned for this!  Fleetingly, I thought of my paper and my grade, but then decided not to worry.  I would just stay up all night and get it done.

Jan's labor was much longer than I anticipated.  In fact, she gave birth just before my nutrition class was due to start the next day.  I had pushed the term paper to the back of my mind; too busy helping Jan and caught up in the wonder of the birth to really even think of it.  However, after the baby had passed the APGAR test, and was snuggled in her tired mother's arms, I began to panic a bit.  Giving Jan one last hug, I went back to campus and called my professor. I explained why I was missing her class and asked for an extension on my paper.  After I told her what I had been doing the past 15 hours, she granted me a few more days to complete the paper.  I was surprised she did, since it had been assigned weeks before.

When I got the paper back, the letter grade at the top was an A.  Beside it, in red ink, was a comment stating that normally she would dock points if a paper was late, but my excuse was the best one she had ever heard, so she had decided to make an exception!

Jan attended my graduation and she gave me a gold chain bracelet as a thank you gift.  I moved away, and we lost touch after a while.  I still have the bracelet, and I have thought of Jan and her babies whenever I have worn it.  It reminds me that it is best not to wait to do things until the very last minute.  You never know what might come up.

This bracket has a lot of memories associated with it.

Do you think my professor should have let me turn in my paper late?

* The name of my client has been changed to protect her privacy.

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You've Arrived at the Next Stop on the Virtual Blog Tour!

The Virtual Blog Tour has come to my blog today!  

My home has never been on a garden or home tour, but that must feel a little like this!  Instead of fluffing cushions and pulling weeds, my preparation for your visit is to write this post.

Welcome! After you read this, I hope you will look around, and then decide to follow/subscribe to my blog -  so you never miss a post.  Being followed is what makes every blogger really happy!  (See right sidebar for ways to follow this blog, using email, RSS, Google+, Facebook, Bloglovin, etc.)

Many, many thanks to Lana from Two Teens and Their Mama and to Rena from The Diary of an Alzheimer's Caregiver, for both inviting me to be on the tour!  

Lana posted a photo of a tour bus in Paris (she is a fashion blogger after all!) in her post about this Virtual tour.  The Red Buses that tour Glacier National Park, MT seem quite appropriate for mine! These buses travel the Going to the Sun Road, which is only about four hours away from where I live.

The Red Buses of Glacier National Park - this photo was taken a few years ago.

Lana and I met through our blogs in cyberspace soon after I began to blog - and our friendship and her support is an example of the best thing about blogging. (Read more about our friendship here.)  Lana writes with humor and insight on a variety of topics, including perimenopause, parenting and fashion.  Her blog has me practically jumping out of bed some mornings - I just can't wait to see what she has written. Her blog is young, but it is catching on fast.  Just this past week she had an article featured on Blogher.  If you haven't yet, you really should hurry right over to Two Teens and Their Mama.

Rena is incredibly supportive - both as a blogger and to her family.  She deals with her own health issues while providing full time care of her mother, who has been diagnosed with Alzheimer's Disease. Rena still has somehow managed to find time to create a blog that is both entertaining and a wonderful resource for caregivers, and to provide many comments and encouragement and praise to other bloggers. Rena's blog provides a wealth of information, insight and good sense, with a good dose of humor and patience. Her post The Blog Train Rolls Again is a good example of her warm and amusing writing style, and I feel lucky to know her through her blog.

Tour members are asked to answer some questions. Here they are, along with my answers:

1. What am I working on?

“What don't I need to work on?” might be easier questions to answer! I sort of jumped into blogging a little over three months ago. As a freelance writer, it seemed suddenly important to have a blog!  I bought a very helpful book - Blog INC. Blogging for Passion, Profit and to Create Community, by Joy Deangdeelert Cho (the blogger of Oh Joy!). I read it, cover to cover, in about a day. That same weekend, I thought of my blog name and created my blog.  Since then, I have been trying to learn everything I don't know about blogging. Which is a lot!

• Time management.  Balancing blogging and life, and getting it all done! 
• Figuring out the techy stuff.  I need to make sure my blog is searchable, figure out how to add google analytics, make some changes to my layout and template, get better at sharing what I post, understand how to use key words and SEO,  ... .
• Learn about monetization.  I would love to be able to financially justify the hours I spend blogging by creating some income from it. If only it paid well - writing and blogging would be the perfect job! 
• Networking.  I love connecting with and supporting other bloggers, and there is a lot that can be learned from visiting other blogs.  However, I need to learn how to be more time efficient doing this! 
• Developing a niche and brand.  I love to write about so many things.  I feel like my blog is slowly developing a personality, but I am still trying to recognize it!
• Social media.  This learning curve has been steep.   I am still trying to figure out Pinterest and Twitter, but I am starting to get the hang of Google+ and I love it!  The information, blog hops and linkups shared by Sinea Pies from Ducks 'n a Row has helped me a lot with this!

2. How does my work differ from others of its genre?

To answer this question, I would need to know under which genre my blog should be classified!  (If anyone knows the niche / genre where this blog best fits, please let me know!)  Lifestyle blogging describes my blog best, although I also think of myself as a Montana Blogger. We all bring different things to our blog, and mine is heavily influenced by my experiences as a nurse, traveler, mother, and all of my other interests and experiences.

The many topics I blog about include:

• food, recipes and entertaining
• leisure activities (books, movies, etc), 
• glimpses of my travels and life in Montana.
• household and better living tips 
• parenting and relationships
• gardening,crafts and other projects
• ideas and informational anecdotes 
• information about products I enjoy
• health and wellness
• environmental and social justice / human interest topics
• A little fiction writing once in a while, just for fun!

See what I mean - I'm all over the map! (I've lived all over the map, so why not blog that way too, I guess!) 

There is an central theme to almost everything I publish, however.  All of my posts relate in some way to "making the most - - of every moment."  I really like a comment Karen from Baking in a Tornado recently left on my blog, "I come here and never know what I'll find, but I know I'll always be entertained."  And hopefully informed. Thanks Karen! 

3. Why do I write/create what I do?

Because the words and thoughts are in my head, and I just need to write them down. I publish my writing because I hope it will in some way positively impact anyone who reads it.  I love the creative outlet that writing and particularly blogging provides.

4. How does your writing/creating process work?

Truthfully, not as well as I would like! I really need to get a better office set-up, and make better use of organizational tools (my numerous slips of paper just aren't efficient!) 

Learning how to schedule automatic sharing of my posts would be helpful too!

• Coming up with ideas and writing them down is the easy part.  I am inspired by all sorts of things all through the day, and my photographs are a great vault of memories which often trigger ideas. My writing mind just never shuts off.
• Too often, I write a post just the day before it is published, often late at night.  For example, I thought of the idea for my Canada Cake after supper and started making the cake about 8:30 pm - and then I still had to take the photos, and write the recipe and the rest of the post! The next morning I shared the post on social media and began to read and comment on other blogs.
• I write, and then I edit, and edit, and .... 

That is enough about me.  

Now I would love to tell you a little bit about three other bloggers that I have invited to join the tour. It was so hard to choose just three - I have so many favorite blogs! 

My Invitations to the Tour: 

Mangia, Mangia ... No Talk! is such a unique blog that I was immediately smitten.  The old world feel, sepia tones, wonderful recipes, and friendly writing style have me hooked. Marisa, the blogger here, describes herself as a “Writer, Poet, Cook, Wife, Mom, Sister, Aunt and Daughter” and a ”lover of words.” You might be wondering about the blog name. Mangia, Mangia ... No Talk! means ”Eat, Eat, No Talk!” and her Italian grandfather would say this before meals. I encourage you to pay a visit to this blog, as well as Marissa's other blog, SquaareKat!

A Cookie Named Desire is one of my favorite food blogs. The writer behind the blog is Amanda, a recipe developer, photographer and mother of a toddler. I was really surprised to learn that her blog is relatively new. It is so professional looking and (I think) practically perfect.  Her photographs are beautiful, and I want to make nearly every recipe I have seen of hers. I recently made her Strawberry Rhubarb Ice cream recipe and mine turned out so well I had to show a photo of it on my blog!  Reading the posts Amanda writes to accompany her recipes is like talking with a friend.  She is currently on blog vacation, but she may join the tour on her return.  Don't wait for her blog tour post though - you really should just pay a visit to her blog! Amanda's other blog is Subscription Maven.

JENerallyInformed was one of the first blogs I began to follow after I became a blogger. Jennifer's supportive comments on my posts drew me to her site. Her posts, and the “Man Day” posts her husband writes have taught me a lot (and have shown me how much I still need to learn about blogging!) Jennifer Humphries is a public relations specialist, children's book author and Queen Mom to 3 girls and 1 boy. My kids are too old for me to consider myself a true Mommy Blogger (no one calls me Mommy anymore) - but I am impressed by the philosophy behind the #MommyRealityChallenge hosted by Jennifer and bloggers from alavenderlife.com and Leapfrogandlipgloss.com. (You can also find Jennifer on Twitter, Google+, Instagram, Pinterest, Bloglovin and Facebook. - See more at:http://momitforward.com/old-fashioned-summer-watermelon-bust#sthash.vAM9YEWx.dpuf)

Did you see what I did?  The instructions for the blog tour were to invite two or three other bloggers to join the tour next Monday, and introduce them.  That is exactly what I did - but I used this opportunity to tell you about a few other blogs as well!

When I find something good, I just love to share it!

Glacier National Park, Montana, USA

I hope you enjoyed this blog tour stop, and be sure to visit the blogs I mentioned soon!

Do you have a favorite blog?

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