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Nautical Nonsense

Nautical Nonsense

Ahoy me hearties. I have been perusing my notebooks and journals and have come across some unseen gems that for one reason or another never got shared. The following one is from a prompt by T.A. Woods over at PenPaperPad. She wanted a story around April Fool’s Day (now you know how old this is). So rather than wait till next year, I am going to go ahead and share it now. Enjoy!
Nautical nonsense
Now while it is a known fact (or possibly just an over-used cliche) that pirates sometimes have a parrot on their shoulder, I refer not to a feathered variety but rather my B.I.R.D. 
What is this odd acronym you ask? Well, I’ll tell you just as I told my crew on the early spring day when they asked of me, “How do you seem to know when a battle is imminent and just who we might be up against, Captain?” 
“My dear and loyal crew, ’tis nothing for me with the aid of my trusty, all- knowing bird!”  

After the guffaws subsided and the pointing at my proud parrot upon my shoulder ceased, I continued. 
“I do not refer to the proud and loyal companion you see before you but to an electronic marvel that I utilize in my cabin. My B.I.R.D.”

B.I.R.D. stands for Bionic Intelligent Recon Device. 

 Sensing I had them just where I wanted them, I told them of the wonderful marvel. This electronic wizardry could see beyond the horizons to places unseen and report back coordinates, directions, strength of possible enemy fleets and even friend or foe status. 

One of my more educated crew seemed suspicious. They recalled on a recent shore leave seeing a device that was referred to as a G.P.S. “No, I assured them, this is no GPS unit. This device will accurately tell me the information I need to bravely travel forward.”

At this point they demanded to see this magical device so I had no choice but to herd them all into my cabin (which wasn’t too difficult seeing as how I have a small crew and a very spacious cabin) and reveal my secret. Upon throwing open the doors of the cabinet, they were astounded by…… 

(featured photo was supposed to be here but either I don’t know what I’m doing or WP hates me) (probably the first) 

 my B.I.R.D.,!! 

Glancing at the calendar on the wall of my cabin, they realized they had been fooled—a crew of fools on April Fool’s Day!! 

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Posted by on August 24, 2015 in Random Wanderings


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Hello there, Have we met? 

Hello there, Have we met? 

Ahoy me hearties! I’ve been so preoccupied lately, I forgot I had a blog. Not really but when life does what it does best and everything piles in, sometimes you just need a self-enforced time-out. That’s not to say I haven’t gotten lost in the time suck of social media but I have also been reading a lot more here lately. I’ll give you a brief glimpse into my recent library. 

Beth Teliho’s wonderful YA book, Order of Seven was a breath of fresh air and full of suspense, enough so that I had trouble finding a stopping point to put it down. I didn’t want to miss anything and I wanted to find out what was going to happen next. 

Kimberly Jayne’s Take my Husband Please was a light-hearted look at divorce. Her describing the bumbling accidents made me laugh out loud but also made my poor klutzy heart feel better knowing maybe I’m not the only person who has endured self-inflicted injuries. 

Then there is the incomparable Helena Hann-Basquiat. What can be said about her books? Only that they are incredible, well written, thought provoking and sometimes funny as all get out! The two most recent by her that I read was Leaving Arcadia and Penelope, Countess of Arcadia. Coming from and living mostly in small towns, I identified with Leaving Arcadia. We have all known families like these and wether they were friends or just the family everyone knew about, you knew their stories and you always hoped things would work out for the best and when they didn’t, you just shake your head and “tsk, tsk” the injustice, knowing it will never change and wondering what is wrong in this world. 

Penelope was written as a Shakespearian type play. It was fun to read and I found myself re-reading portions just to get the “voice” right. Seeing modern phrases written in language like that made it that much more fun.  

The other reading I have been doing is lots of poetry. Hastywords, Laura A Lord, T.A. Woods, just to name a few. The problem with reading poetry is I get words rattling around in my head and I find myself trying to make them make sense (unsuccessfully, mostly), but the following group of words (I won’t call it a poem, seem like an insult) won’t leave me alone so I wrote them down (and typed them out too)! So I’ll add this one to some of the other terrible poetry I have posted here on this journey. Feel free to critique, all suggestions, good bad and indifferent, are welcome. 
What has happened

Just tried to keep pace

When did my life 

Become such a race
The weeks fly by

The months a blur

The calendar flashes

The years that were
Life and love

Family and friends

Pursuit of happiness

When does it end
I’ve hit the wall

Out of gas

Spinning my wheels

Going nowhere fast
When the final is written 

And my story is read

Will my checkered past fly

Like a flag overhead



Posted by on July 2, 2015 in Random Wanderings


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The Country Life

The Country Life

Slice of blue
In a low, grey sky
Hint of a rainbow
Trying to peek through

Lone tree standing
Like a guard
In the middle
Of a lush, green field

Cows parading
To the back of the pasture
There is a truck there
Must be feeding time

Smell of fresh cut hay
Still damp with dew
Last years’ rolls
Along the fence await

In the morning
A cardinal’s call
Trying to awaken
A sleeping world

At night
The cicadas call
An owl whispers
Another answers

The world I live in
The sights, the sounds
You might not understand
But I would take no other

Here is your favorite pirate on another short shore leave to regale you with adventure!
Yes my friends, the poetry bug bit me again! I had this rattling around in my head so I thought I would subject you to it so you could suffer along with me. Still not doing a lot of writing but trying to do a little better everyday. Hope this finds everyone well and enjoying whatever adventure life throws your way. Till my next shore leave, may the sun keep shining and the wind keep your sails full!


Posted by on September 29, 2014 in Random Wanderings


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Happenings on the High Seas

Happenings on the High Seas

Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated! You can’t get rid of me that easily but the past few weeks have been a little crazy.

School started back up for dear darling son just about the time the place I have been working part time had their grand opening. So everything is flowing along, school, work and the day to day routines. My working hours have been a little crazy and it has taken some getting used to. We also had to make arrangements to get son picked up from school if I was at work.

Dear darling son is also in band again this year so now we have football games to get ready for. Usually the band just stays after school to get instruments and such ready. They are also getting fitted for their concert uniforms for later this year. The band only plays home games and only till half time. The first game last week got cancelled and rescheduled because of bad weather. They usually play on Tuesday so they rescheduled for Thursday. That was all well and good except dear darling son had a field trip that day to the local Marine Science Station. They were out in the sun and in and out of the water all day then he had to go back to the school and get ready for the game. We left after half time and he was pretty wiped out after a full day! He got a little bit of a sun burn and was sore the next day from all the activity! That’s ok, it’s good for him!!

This morning as I’m trying to get dear darling up and out of bed, he pops up and says he needs to be at the school before 7:45 am. So I told him he better get up and in the shower. I usually get him to school between 7:30 and 7:45 so this would not be a big deal. We went about our morning routine and all he said was he had to do something this morning at school. On the way there I asked him what it was he had to do. Well, it seems they had Student Council voting on Tuesday and he was voted as one of the student body representatives for 7th grade! He never even said anything about it, little stinker! I told him that was an honor and a very important job. He told me a little of the responsibilities and what was expected! Needless to say I am very proud of him!! He is growing up into a wonderful young man.

Also this week we picked up a new crew member. A very good friend of dear darling hubby and mine, that we have known for many years, got blindsided by the woman he has been living with for the past 10 years. She simply told him she didn’t love him anymore and didn’t want or need him around. So for the past week we have been helping him get all his stuff out of her house and getting him settled for the time being with us. We don’t have a lot of room but he is too good a friend to let go down. We have plenty of property for him to store his tools and stuff, so until he can get back on his feet and get everything settled it looks like my crew of boys has expanded! I’ve always been outnumbered anyway so what’s one more boy to take care of!!

Here is hoping everyone has blue skies and calm seas for all your voyages in the near future. Until my next shore leave I bid you fond farewell!


Posted by on September 19, 2014 in Random Wanderings


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Medical proof that I (was) heartless

Medical proof that I (was) heartless

​I have been called heartless more than once, usually with another adjective after it. (Heartless bitch comes to mind) But having a good looking doctor tell me that was disheartening. (groan, yeah I know)

​It started with what I thought was a bellyache or a stomach bug. I went to the doctor after a few days and she was afraid it was appendicitis so she sent me to the ER. While laying there watching nurses, doctors and everyone else going back and forth, I spied an amazing good-looking specimen of male walking around! Longish, thick, dark hair, he was simply wearing a pair of pale blue scrubs. No white doctor coat, no indication what his job was. Before I could fully appreciate the view, he was walking toward me!! After a few questions and explanations, he informed me he was going to admit me and probably schedule to take my appendix out. He was not just a doctor but a surgeon! My first thought was “Lay your talented hands on me!!” Fortunately I did not say that out loud! (I actually have a shirt that says ‘Note to self Just because it pops into my head does not mean it should come out of my mouth’) Number one, it would not have been inappropriate ( that never stopped me before) and number two, my dear darling hubby was there with me so, there’s that. So I was admitted and put on no food, only IV for three days! Yeah, I know it will keep you alive but it did nothing for my rumbling tummy!

​I underwent surgery without knowing the good looking doc was even in the room! Love what I call the I don’t give a damn shot! After being in the hospital for three days with nothing to eat, I was starved when they finally released me to eat solid food. After three bites I nearly doubled over from pain but I was so hungry, I didn’t pay any attention to the pain or the fact that it was hospital food. So come to find out, there was nothing wrong with my appendix and we were back to square one with me still having pain!

​After being released from the hospital, I was scheduled to be poked, scoped and prodded till it was discovered it was a problem at the top of my system. Sent for barium X-Ray (if you have never done one, one word, nasty!) The technician had me standing up with the machine in front of me. He asked me to take a sip of this stuff in a styrofoam cup that resembled a thick smoothie but heavier and tasteless. As I took a sip and swallowed it he tilted his head to the side (not a good sign). He adjusted the monitor so I could see, asked me do it again. I watched go down my throat, into my chest area wher it made a 90 degree turn! Tech tilted his head the other way (still not a good sign). He decided to do a complete chest x-Ray. After they were developed and analyzed, I was called for an appointment in the good looking docs office.

​There he preceded to show me the film. As we were looking at it he explained something was missing in the X-Ray, namely my heart! I asked him what the mass was that was showing up in my chest cavity. Part of my insides had worked their way up through a hole in my diaphragm, something known as a hiatal hernia! I said to him”You mean to tell me my insides are misplaced!” ? He laughed. Now I know I’m forgetful and unorganized but damn! The pain was from my insides being pulled to the side and upward through the hole. Basically I had a reverse lap band but in the wrong location! So now he was going to have to cut me open, put everything back where it’s supposed to be, fix the hole and sew me back up. So we scheduled surgery with the promise that I would leave everything where it was supposed to stay.

​So on the follow-up X-Ray, everything was back where it was supposed to be and my heart was right where it belonged!! I intend to leave it there along with the rest of my insides and I promised not to misplace any of my other internal organs!


Posted by on July 2, 2014 in Random Wanderings


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June Rant

June Rant



I am NOT a drama queen, I am NOT a drama mama!! When they say “save the drama for ya mama”, I call BULLSHIT! This mama don’t play that!

Now that that’s off my chest, I feel better! It’s nice to be able to blow off steam, even if no one reads what I’ve written, it’s still cheaper than therapy!!

One of the disadvantages to marrying an old fart, oops, I mean mature gentleman, is the extended family. Between his, mine and ours, we have 5 kids and 6 grandkids. We have all the age groups covered between toddler and retiree, with a couple of grandkids older than youngest kids.

My husband was estranged from his family when we first got together. When our son was born, he decided he needed to attempt to reconnect with some of them. He contacted his oldest daughter and we were able to fly her and her oldest son down for a visit. He has also had contact with an older son. He had lost touch with another daughter through divorce right before we got together. He finally had the chance to reconnect with her recently.

June is a hot-as-hell, suck-the-life-outta-you, crazy month every year anyway but especially this year with me not working. We have my birthday, Father’s Day and our son’s birthday, the last 2 within 1 or 2 days of each other. Thanks to the wonderful, electronic, pain-in-the-ass that is Facebook, hubby’s youngest daughter saw her older sister had posted a comment on our son’s pic and wanted to know who that was. She contacted me and we set up a line of communication. She was more concerned with getting to know her little brother. Finally she decided that everything needed to be cleared up with her dad. We discovered she only lived about an hour away. She came over the Saturday before Father’s Day and surprised him. Thank goodness it went well!

Now she wants to make plans for all of us to have a family cook-out for 4th of July. His older son, who is a truck driver, has managed to finally get some routes from his home base up north to Florida. Hubby has had contact through phone calls, cards and letters but has not actually seen his older son in over 20 years. Now this son wants to try and make arrangements to come for the weekend of 4th of July!!

This is too much too soon and something’s gotta give!! People always say woulda, shoulda, coulda but everything falling in at once with the added financial stress and just day to day, garden variety stress, it’s enough to make people drink——more! Or is that just me?

I just want this month to be over! On top of everything else, my gig on the site fiverr is finally getting attention!! I got 3 orders within a couple of hours of each other and I have 2 more pending. Plus I have 2 articles that need to be written for the July issue of and online magazine and I just got the contact info for the subjects on Friday!! That job came from Elance and I’ll have more later on in the year and I’ll have more time to prep and write those. Damn nothing like everything hitting me at once! Plus I got called for an interview at a job I applied for well over a month ago. So now my schedule might be turned upside down again!! I go from desperation and no work, freelance or otherwise, to bordering on overwhelmed!!

Hubby still doesn’t get the “writing thing” so that’s a bone of contention also!!

Thanks for following my wandering rant and I’ll see ya on the high seas!!


Posted by on June 29, 2014 in Random Wanderings


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How I Came to be a Pirate

How I Came to be a Pirate

Avast there ye scalywags! Listen up! I have a tale to tell.

Many of you, ok only a few, alright, alright just a couple, have asked me the most serious of questions. “How, in this day and age, did you become a pirate?”

Well, to answer truthfully, it started many years ago, in a realm far away. I was but a mere scribe for Castle Senecal when I was forced to flee for my life. I subsequently found myself on the run, forced to depend on upon my wits alone to survive. It was during this time that I found my true calling and became a pirate.

But I digress. To understand my reasoning, I must start from the beginning. Sit back my friends and hear my tale.
It started on an innocent day in the realm of sunshine. The month was June and everyone seemed happy. I went about my daily routine and this is where my world began to change drastically. The following is what was the beginning of the end of my life as a simple scribe———

Upon sitting down this am, before logging on to the interweb, I decided to check thorough my correspondence. I do still sometimes receive missives delivered to a box and the end of the drive leading to my castle. Looking through the various envelops, one in particular caught my eye. It was embossed with gold edging and had my name written in a wonderful script. Lacking a return address, I was intrigued at whom this could be from. Opening the envelope revealed a parchment type paper, rough to the touch.

There in the corner was a serious looking crest and in bold script proclaimed The Secret Society of Dear Darlings.

This declaration is directed to none other than MSenecal68

You are hereby ordered to CEASE AND DISIST!
It has come to our attention that you have been posting disparaging remarks about two of our esteemed members on a worldwide, public, electronic type media! This practice must stop immediately!!

The following members listed below are the reference for this directive.

Dear darling son Garrett

Dear darling husband Gary

Our members are fine upstanding members of the community and we can not risk our good name being tarnished with the knowledge of some our members acting less than their stellar selves!!

HEAD THIS WARNING and no further action will be taken!!!

Signed the leadership council of the Secret Society of Dear Darlings. S.S.D.D.


Oh dear! This may seriously hamper my writing!! Nah as long as they keep acting like their silly selves, I’ll keep posting about them.
However, if you don’t hear from me for a few days, you know I will have been stopped by S.S.D.D. *cue dramatic music*

Months went by and I thought all was well, until——–

Having just returned to the castle from a stroll around the royal property, I was summonsed to the formal parlor for an urgent missive from none other than the Secret Society of Dear Darlings! (S.S.D.D.)

It seems I have once again angered the powers that be by posting less than stellar communications about the two members in my household.

I tried to point out that I have also had glowing and complimentary communications about said members, to no avail!

They are threatening physical actions against my person if I don’t cease immediately. I may have to take drastic measures to insure my safety. The archers are already on post upon the parapets of the castle and the turret guards are on high alert!

I shall not be deterred from my mission to openly communicate upon this worldwide, electronic media. Stay tuned for updates and have all reinforcements at the ready to come and defend me and my dear darlings.

Shhhh you must be quiet as I am posting incognito. You must not tell the society you have heard from me. I may have to resort to masks and disguises in order to evade them. I am in hiding in a secure secret location for the time being.

I received urgent news from an outlying sentry that the Secret Society of Dear Darlings (S.S.D.D.) are ready to attack based on new posts I have made in the past few days.

They have also taken note of comments I made on one of my interweb friends posts about dear darling hubby!

You must help! They are ready to attack! Send reinforcements and any extra armaments to help defend my honor and my castle. The castle guards are on high alert but I could use any and all positive distraction techniques. Might someone be able to lend me an Ogre? Or could someone possibly provide a stick figure army so it would appear I have more manpower?

Please don’t let them punish me for free communications on this electronic media of the interweb. They are threatening to imprison me and keep me isolated from all communication devices and writing implements!!
That was the last entry I was able to get out. After that, I decided, for the safety of the rest of the subjects in the realm, to go on the run. I have been on the run ever since and have found my true calling, my muse spoke to me whilst upon the ocean and I realize that this is now my home.

I do come in from time to time and while on shore leave, will post my adventures or observances. The life of a pirate is not for everyone, but now, it is the only life I know!!

Thank all of you for joining me on this trip and may we have smooth seas and the wind at our back.


Posted by on June 5, 2014 in Random Wanderings


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