Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Luna's Desktop Photo Shoot

by M. J. Joachim
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I definitely think she wants my attention, don't you?

Well lookee there! She's taking my picture!

Oh no! Could I get in trouble for this?

I'll just look at her like I'm sad.

I'm just bashful, that's all!

Shadow Lives for Food!

by M. J. Joachim

I don’t know if all beagles are like this, but Shadow lives for food! It’s not about an internal clock at feeding time. It’s about making sure he gets his share whenever food is anywhere in the vicinity.

Shadow was a rescue dog. My daughter found him at the pound and saved him from being put down a few years back. His story is one of survival. It is guessed that he wandered the streets for a year or more, before being picked up and kenneled. His chip no longer valid, no way to track down his previous owners, Shadow was facing a very drastic end.

I often wonder what it must have been like when Shadow walked those streets alone. He still reacts to sirens in a most peculiar way. Almost sympathetic, sometimes they make him let out a lone, solitary howl, as if to say he hopes no one is hurt. Other times he cowers, bothered by their high pitch.

Feeding time is always full of energy, as Shadow start dancing and prancing, going in and out of the kitchen, coming back to me as if to say, “What’s a minute early going to hurt? Please, feed me. I might not get another meal!”

He knows he will though, especially in this house, and treats too! Still, he paces until he gets fed. Never satisfied, Shadow watches Luna closely as she stares at her food, prissy eater that she is. She plays the game, tormenting him after he’s gobbled up all his kibble in record time. She eats a few bites, goes to get a drink of water, races outside to chase a cat, Shadow quickly following her lead. He saunters back in, looking at her bowl still half full of food, waiting, always waiting.

We look at Shadow and say, “Don’t you dare!” He slowly backs up and pouts, never wanting to displease us, but sometimes letting his drive for food get the best of him. Luna has gone hungry once or twice this way. She’s learning to eat at feeding time or face the consequences of us picking up her bowl or Shadow eating what’s inside it instead. Their interaction and communication during feeding time is quite the sight to see.

I’ve worked hard to get Shadow to calm down at feeding time. I tell him, “Sit like a gentleman.” He sits so I can put his bowl on the floor. Sometimes all I have to do is look at him to get him to sit. We’ve come a long way from him jumping up and knocking the bowl from my hands, scrambling to get each and every kibble piece, shyly looking up at me to see if I am mad.

It’s kind of hard to get mad at an animal who survived a year on the streets and lived from one meal to the next, so we worked things out the best we could, because Shadow lives for food!

Thanks for visiting, commenting and sharing today. I always appreciate it when you stop by!

M. J.

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Luna Gets Ready to Pounce!

by M. J. Joachim

You can’t see it, but my desk and chair are directly in front of her. It’s nearly 8 o’clock at night, I’ve been working on my computer all day, and Luna wants some attention in the worst way.

Luna is the dog that thinks she’s a cat! 

She arches her back beneath my feet under the desk, puts up her front paws and does those super long stretches, kneading my legs with her nails. She chases anything that moves, often tossing toys in the air and catching them. She jumps on high surfaces and sprawls out, looking at the rest of us like we are fools. 

Yes, she thinks she’s a cat and right at this moment she wants my attention in the worst possible way. Luna, tail wagging her little butt as fast as it can go, front paws batting at me as if I’m one of her toys, Luna is getting ready to pounce!

…and I am getting ready to catch her with open and loving arms!
M. J.

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Let the Season Begin!

by M. J. Joachim

I don’t know what it is about the holidays, but every year around mid November, I start to feel the slow and steady nudge of the season. It begins with a quiet thought, as extreme heat from summer drastically fades. The first signs of it are simple enough. The windows get opened during the day. We are able to leave the door open while we sleep at night. A thin blanket dawns on my side of the bed, assuring my husband colder days are close at hand, and I scramble to find that light-weight sweater to wear with my jeans. Today I’m pulling out the comforter - even my husband feels the chill in the air now.

Not one to shop, mid November calls to me to pick up new jerky spices and get some thin sliced meat. Tradition mandates that I make it every year - all season long. This year my daughter wanted to try her own spicy marinade, so we worked side-by-side in the kitchen, trimming the little bit of excess fat off the meat, pasting our herbs, spices and rubs all over it and putting it in the fridge to cure. I like to say we cure it, but we all know it’s marinading for a while until I find time to put it in the oven to dry, which takes several hours.

Once that first batch of jerky starts getting made, I’m all about Thanksgiving. Busy as I can be cleaning, shopping and moving things around; everyone else pretty much stays out of my way unless they expect to be recruited to help. And when I say recruited to help, they know it might just be a Mombo sized project or chore, so they tap me on the shoulder once in a while, smile and nod knowing I’m doing my thing, announcing the holidays with my usual charismatic flair. I live for these moments when Mom can do no wrong, because even if things aren’t perfect, Mom did them, so they’re the best! Things rarely are perfect, you know, so it’s just as well my family is flexible and loving about it. Let the season begin! The first batch of jerky is in the oven and Thanksgiving is only a week away!

Here’s hoping all your reflections of the season are as nice as mine!

Best to all,

M. J.

©2014 All Rights Reserved Photo credit: 1st batch of jerky 2014, M. J. Joachim, ©2014 All Rights Reserved

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

What's in a Name?

by M. J. Joachim

Time to make some kick-ass jerky this year!

I picked up all the ingredients yesterday.
Found this when I was shopping
And can't wait to try it out!

Thanks so much for visiting and sharing!
Don't forget to click on the above link
So you can make some jerky too!

Best to all,

M. J.

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Monday, November 17, 2014

Duct Tape to the Rescue!

by M. J. Joachim

Mental Note: Do not stretch the vacuum hose farther than it should go!

Temporary Permanent Fix: Duct Tape! 

Works every time!

So glad you stopped in for a visit! Hope to see you all again soon :)

M. J.

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Friday, November 14, 2014

Tina Turner Bed Head

by M. J. Joachim

When I woke up this morning and saw my bed head in the mirror, the first thought that crossed my mind was “Tina Turner,” except my hair was so much worse.

Yea, I almost went back to bed to start again! Instead I decided to blog about it…

Here’s to the weekend!

M. J.

©2014 All Rights Reserved Photo credit: Helge Overas, Tina Turner, GNU Free Documentation License

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Daylight Savings Arizona

Quite a few of us Arizonans think this video is way too funny!

Best of the day to all,

M. J.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Shadow & Luna Stake Out New Territory

by M. J. Joachim

Shadow and Luna know they aren’t allowed on this couch. They have claimed me, however, and it happens to be right next to my desk. Dogs are funny that way. 

Yesterday, I was typing away, doing my best to focus and get the words out before they vanished and evaporated into thin air. Luna would have none of it. She stood on the arm of the couch pawing at me like she does, trying everything she could to get my attention. I blindly patted her paw away and told her, “In a minute, Luna. In a minute.” 

Next thing I knew, she jumped on my lap and pawed at the keyboard. Startled, I laughed as I looked at her little face. That was all it took. She started kissing me all over, then promptly jumped down, picked up a toy and threw it at me with her mouth. 

Needless to say, I took a break from my typing and enjoyed the moment at hand.

Life happens, and then we blog about it.

Do your pets make you smile as much as mine do me?

M. J.

©2014 All Rights Reserved Photo credit: Shadow and Luna, M. J. Joachim, ©2014 All Rights Reserved

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Yam Yield

by M. J. Joachim

It simply amazes me! I cooked up one nice, decent sized yam and this is what I got! A pot full of deliciously mashed yams, enough for a family meal side dish, or for a few meals and snacks just for me!

I mashed mine with a little garlic salt and low-fat milk. You simply can’t go wrong when you eat your yams!

Thanks so much for visiting, commenting on and sharing FlashTyme today! Oh, and uh, don’t forget to eat your yams!

M. J.

©2014 All Rights Reserved Photo credits: USDA Public Domain; Mashed yams, M. J. Joachim, ©2014 All Rights Reserved

Monday, November 10, 2014

Ordinarily Extraordinary, Revealing Oneself

by M. J. Joachim

I think it’s the differences that make the difference. Ordinary is to just so-so as extraordinary is to new, thrilling and exciting.

There are times to be ordinary. There are times to be extraordinary. Then again, there are times to be neither, attempting to be a fly on the wall.

The reality is that we’re all in this together, which is not to imply that none of us count or all of us count just the same. No, there are some of us who were born to succeed more than others. (Define your definition of success.) There are some of us meant to be supporters in a world of grand proportions. At times, I think we’re all of the above. 

It’s not about letting go of or forgetting anything that’s ever hurt us. It’s about learning the lessons readily available from every ounce of pain we carry, as we live out our days unable to wash the slate clean, because sometimes, those blades cut too deeply - we bleed too profusely. It’s real when life cuts you to the quick like that. 

Who stands tall at the end of the day is not necessarily the one holding the knife either.

Unless of course bitterness and grudges reveal less than stellar dispositions, after being cut in the first place.

Oh, the things that give us things to think about…

Happy Monday Dear Blog Friends,

M. J.

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Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Giving Twitter the Bird for This One!

by M. J. Joachim

I’m just going to put this out there, because it’s the truth. I need more twitter followers. 

Here’s the thing. Twitter is enforcing limits on how many people I can follow, based on how many people follow me. I’m following a few hundred more tweeters than are following me. I’ve read I can unfollow some of them, but that seems a little weird. It’s like choosing between eating chocolate cheesecake or eating chocolate cream pie. They’re both chocolate and dessert. They’re both in the shape of a pie slice. They’re both cold and wonderful. How am I supposed to choose, if given the choice? Knowing how much I like chocolate, I’d probably choose both and then have a chocolate candy bar too.

I’ve heard you can “buy” twitter followers. That seems a little odd to me. Google+ doesn’t have limits and it doesn’t make you buy followers either. Facebook doesn’t have friends limits that I know of…maybe I just don’t have enough friends on Facebook and have never run into this there before…hmmm… Pinterest is like a hoarding site where you can follow not only people, but anything and everything they might be interested in. Then you can pass it around to all those following you, and they can pass it around and so on, and so on, and so on…

I’ve run into limits on blogger before. You can only follow so many blogs, before blogger says you’re following too many. My easiest solution for that is to follow them on other social networking sites, and to follow them through our mutual exchange of comments, as well as to follow them by randomly visiting my own followers. I don’t have to follow numerous blogs to keep in touch with all my blogging friends. There are plenty of ways to do that.

But with Twitter, I won’t get their tweets unless I’m following them. Hello, I won’t read their tweets or be able to retweet them, unless I can follow them. That means that all those people who recently started following me on twitter either think I don’t care enough to return the favor, or think I’m too busy to be on twitter or think I’m a tweet snob or worse yet a twit!

I’m none of those tweet boogies just mentioned in the previous paragraph. I simply can’t follow anyone on twitter and it makes me so darned mad too!

Giving you the bird for this one Twitter,

M. J.

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