Thursday Thoughts: Universal Dreams

Remember when you were a kid and time just seemed to drag? The first day of school and you thought Christmas vacation would never come though you dreamed about it coming. Then suddenly it was Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years–and other holidays but those were the big ones for me. Then school started again and how long until Spring Break? Dream on, it’s months away! Then even better, the last day of school! Dream fulfilled because then it was summer vacation. Long days of sun, play, and just being a kid. August arrived and the cycle started over again. Then you get old and the days, weeks, months, and years zip by like cars in a grand prix race. So, here it is Thursday again and it’s time for thoughts. As usual, the Universe has them…

Silver, not that you ever would, but never compromise a dream.

You have them for a reason -
The Universe
©www.tut.com

P.S. Many reasons, Silver, not the least of which is to make them come true.

When I was a kid, I dreamed of many things–mostly of what I would do when I grew up. I wanted to be a cop. I wanted to be an actress. I wanted to live in the mountains. I wanted to do and be a lot of things but deep down, I wanted to tell stories. I wanted people to read my stories. I wanted to make them laugh and cry and get mad. I wanted them to want to spend time in my worlds. That dream kept getting shelved. Oh, I’d write but almost no one ever read the tales. I’d occasionally try to get published and then one day, LG told me to keep dreaming but to get busy on making that dream come true. So I did. And 50 books later (not including the ones that will never be published), I still find it hard to keep the dream alive. It’s work. It’s hard. I get tired. But I still have stories to tell, whether the damn characters want to cooperate or not. Dudes, don’t harsh my dream! The Big U dropped the above into my inbox yesterday. I took the kick in the arse for what it is–a kick to jump start me back on the road to making dreams come true. Back to work, because the dream-making ain’t easy.

What about y’all? What are your dreams? Are you working to make them come true?

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Wednesday Words: Been A While

Wednesday means words and I have some to share. Once again, I was able to add to an already-written partical scene. This makes me happy because it means the book is progressing despite my lack of…well…atualy progress. Yes, I am rolling my eyes at that. The Thursday Threads prompt that prompted this scene is: *“It’s been a while.”* Again, not sure exactly where in the timeline this fits but I can say that the Scooby Gang is discussion Ariel and Sade is having to face some facts.

****
A pensive expression crossed Sinjen’s face. “You are human, Sade, with free will. Caleb was raised with you rather than under the rule of a werewolf pack’s alpha. Ari is Fae. He owes his very existence to King Oberon. Neither of you understand what this is like. To know that another has the literal power of life or death over you, who can command your every breath.”

“That would suck,” Sade said. “No pun intended.”

“It does, indeed.”

She watched him covertly then gave up all pretense at guile.

Sinjen almost smiled. “If you keep biting it, your tongue will start bleeding.”

“Okay fine. How long?”

He tilted his head, his expression one of curiosity. “How long for what?”

“Since you feared for your life.”

“Ah. It’s been a while.”

“Mathias.”

Her voice held an edge and he needed to thread this needle carefully. Sade’s relationship with his sire was tenuous at times. She both feared yet loved the man in whose household she’d been raised.

“Mathias never needed to threaten me.”

“Well, aren’t you the lucky one.” Now her sarcasm was tinged with bitterness.

Sinjen had not forgotten that Mathias once used Sade as a pawn in his battle with Oberon and she’d overheard his decree that he would see her dead before losing to the Fae. He reached out to touch her but she jerked away.

Caleb chose that moment to intervene. “You could always ask him.”

Sade blinked. “Point blank?”

The men exchanged looks.

“Fine. I’ll ask.”
****

There it is, for better or worse. Writers, feel free to use the prompt if it inspires you. Readers, what’s a favorite book that it’s been a while since you read it?

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Tuesday Treats & Titles: Cresecent Cream Cheese Dessert & Sale

Happy Tuesday. No tacos today but something yummy and soooo easy. You can make up a batch of these, pour a cup of coffee, find a comfy spot to curl up in andgo shopping at the big sale. Being lazy and not liking the idea of peopling this sounds like a perfect way to spend some time to me. Who’s with me?

Crescent Cream Cheese Dessert

Ingredients
2 (8-ounce) cans butter crescent roll dough
2 (8-ounce) packages cream cheese softened
1 cup sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
1/4 cup butter melted
1/4 cup cinnamon sugar blend

Directions
1- Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.
2 – Unroll 1 can of the crescent rolls and spread the dough out onto an ungreased baking sheet.
3 – In a large bowl, combine the cream cheese, the sugar, and the vanilla.
4 – Spread the cream cheese mixture over the crescent roll dough on the baking sheet.
5 – Unroll the remaining can of crescent rolls over top of the cream cheese mixture.
6 – Spread the melted butter over the top of the crescent roll dough with a pastry brush.
7 – Sprinkle the top of the crescent roll dough with the cinnamon sugar blend.
8 – Bake the cream cheese crescents until golden and cooked through, about 20-30 minutes.
9 – Let the rolls “rest” for a few minutes before serving. (Cut following the “perforations” in the crescent dough for pretty triangles.)

Tips:
1 – You can substitute a 12 oz. carton of whipped cream cheese. This makes for a lighter filling. (I find it easier to spread on dough, too.)
2 – Feel free to top with some ice cream or whipped cream. Just sayin’….

See? What did I tell you? I mean…seriously! Can a dessert or snack get any easier than this? And yes, you can bet all my characters love these things too. And about the sale: All my books are 50% off on Smashwords. And while I’d hope some of y’all will go buy one of my books, for those of you who have all my books? Well, there are like a million books for sale from now until July 31st. Some are free, some are various amounts off. So, if you need one or more of my books to finish out a series, nows the time. And if you’re wondering why it’s called the Summer/Winter Sale, that’s easy–it’s world wide. While it’s summer up here in the northern hemisphere, it’s winter down in the southern. You can get to my Smashwords page two ways–simply click on the banner above or use your phone to click into the QR code. One last thing, if you’d like more info on today’s recipe, just CLICK HERE.

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Monday. All Day.

Is today a holiday too? I get all confused as to which extra day folks get when national holidays are on the weekend. I thought Friday was the day but we had USPS service so…🤷🏼‍♀️

So. New month. New week. New day. But it’s Monday. Meh.

Our 4th was fairly boring until we got into the night hours. Mostly. Some idiot decided to start early and at 12:01 am on July 4th, they set off a string of fireworks. Jake freaked. This went on intermittantly through out the early morning hours and then it got quiet during the day. The boys–all four of them (Jake, Toby, Loki, AND LG) all slept in. I let them. Daylight came and went quietly. I had some left-over BBQ brisket and brats as dinner choices then LG and I decided we wanted ice cream. He headed to Braums for cheeseburgers, fries, and Braums Mixes. We’d just finished when two things happened: fireworks and weather.

Let me backtrack. Fireworks. In OKC and several of the ‘burbs, it is illegal for individuals to sell, own, or shoot off fireworks within city limits. The various municiplaities have always had big displays for people to come out and watch. One ‘burb allows fireworks. They prefer that folks come to their massive municiple park and shoot them off there under the watchful eyes of the local EMS and Fire Departments. And yes, we can hear those at my house. We can hear almost ALL of the municiple hooplas. They last about an hour and then it’s done and everyone can go to sleep peacefully. But for the alpha hotels who have decided that they are above the law.

So. Back story on Jake, my service dog. He was a rescue. A deputy on his way to investigate a “shots fired” call enountered Jake running for his life down a country road. The deputy stopped, stepped out of his SUV and Jake dove into the front seat panting and shaking. The deputy found the farmer who’d been shooting AT Jake, told the man to go home, and he took Jake to a nearby resuce. Jake was adopted and returned FOUR times. One of the reasons cited was his aversion to loud banging noises. Well…D’UH! When LG saw him on the rescue’s website and called, Jake had just been adotps for the 4th time. Just over a week later, the rescue emailed to see if we were still interested as he’d been returned. We immediately drove up, met him, did the paperwork but had to wait a couple of days before we could bring him home. That was 7 years ago. Yes, he had some “issues.” We worked with him, trained him, and he is the best damn dog I’ve ever owned. July 4th and New Year’s Eve are excrutiating for him. We’ve tried all the “fixes.” Nothing works completely.

I get wanting to shoot off fireworks. I did them as a kid. It was fun and exciting (and it’s a wonder I still have all my fingers, hands, and eyes!). I can live with the idiots breaking the law if they would shoot them off for an hour after dark, like the big displays. Jake could live with that. I’d sit in the closet or the bathtub (he climbed into both at various times Saturday night) with him for the duration and we’d be okay. But noooo. I was out on my front porch at 11:30 pm yelling at the alpha hotels down the street and yes, I called them the civilian version. Out loud. LG was out there at 3:00 am doing the same to a different set. This is a free country, yes, but your rights don’t get to trample my rights. Have some damn courtesy!

Now, the second thing that happened–the weather. A big front moved through right about the time all the municipal displays were set to fire off. By big front, I mean severe thunderstorm with winds to 90 mph, vicious lightning, and torrential rain. As a result, all those displays that were canceled (at least 6) will now be going off tonight. At least 3 of those are easily heard inside my house. Also, the idiots were out there before, during and right after the storm lighting. Off. Their . EFFing. FIREWORKS! Now I’m worried that Jake will freak every time there’s a big storm with thunder which he hasn’t done before.

Anyway. There it is. I’m tired. I’m cranky. There’s not enough coffee in the world. Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, the play was okay. My Cardinals played well against the Cubbies. The OKC Spark (AUSL Pro Softball), also played well and it’s fun to watch them on TV. I listened to several books–Kristen Ashley and Jayne Castle. I’m still behind my Goodreads Challenge by 10 books but I’m slowly catching up.

Thanks for letting me rant. How was your weekend?

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Friday Sinema: Soccer in the South

USA! USA! USA! Happy Birthday, America! The USMNT (US Men’s National Team) made it into the Round of 16. Despite having TWO goals called back and a highly-questionable red card handed out to our star player, they won their game Wednesday night 2-0. Every game is won or done from here on out. I don’t know about other social media sites but foreign fans have been flooding X with their tales of discovering America. From bagpipes playing “Sweet Caroline” at a Boston Red Sock’s game to Norwegians “Viking rowing” up escalators, to OMG BUCK-EES/Waffle House/Chick-fil-A/BBQ! Well, I tumbled across this little tutorial for our new foreign friends from Matt Mitchell of It’s a Southern Thing. Have a happy and SAFE 4th of July! 🎆🎇🧨

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Thursday Thoughts: Universal…Kiss?

Wallyworld today because Friday is a holiday and there will be lots of people stocking up for the long weekend. That said, they might be there today for the same reason but I go early during their “quiet time”. Jake and I can usually get through in decent time, provided we don’t bump into a lot of the associates who love Jake. If that happens, we stop for pets. Anyway, it’s Thursday. And and the Universe has thoughts. This one has been languishing in my files for a while. I came across it and yeah. I’d saved it with a note and I’m posting it became it’s still true. My note: Because this made me laugh the first time I read it. And it made me laugh again. So here ya go…

What if, Silver…

Every “no” meant “not yet”?

Every loss meant “even more is on the way”?

And every disappointment meant “pucker up, buttercup”?

Yeah, precisely –

The Universe
©www.tut.com 

P.S. Actually, Silver, pucker up anyway.

I always thought the saying was “Suck it up, buttercup.” And…uhm… Pucker up doesn’t always mean get ready for a kiss. I mean, y’all have heard about the “pucker factor,” yeah? 😆

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Wednesday Words: Never Been

Hello, Wednesday, my old friend, I’ve come with words once again. And once again, I have a random scene but…caveat! I know where it fits in even if it isn’t an exact follow-on or prelude. The good news is: Winner, winner, chicken dinner. I won Thursday Threads last week. Here’s what the judge had to say: The quiet secrecy of the tale was what drew me in. There is an interesting backstory regarding Sade that makes the reader want to continue to the next phase or scene. Last time Sade was here was when she was four but it felt very familiar to her even with all of the years that passed. Great intrigue and tone, I loved the tale from start to finish. Thank you for entering this into the challenge. The prompt is: *”Never been there before.*” I don’t think it will be too spoilery to mention that Sade and Aisling will visit.

****
“The Seelie Court?”

“Never been there before.”

Sade shrugged. “Well, there’s a first time for everything.”

Aisling blinked owlishly behind her glasses. “You can’t be serious.”

“As serious as a heart attack. I’m tired of this sh—” She bit back the curse and substituted with, “these shenanigans. I want answers. Since Titania is less than forthcoming, time to beard the king in his castle.”

“Oberon has a beard?”

“What?” Sade stared at the other woman.

“Why do you keep using trite metaphors?”

Sade rolled her eyes skyward and muttered, “Lord, save me from the librarians and English teachers of the world.” Focusing back on Aisling, she said, “You’re a nice girl and I’m trying not to cuss.”

“Why would you cuss?”

“Because beating people is frowned upon by my boss. And Sinjen thinks
I should be more…”

“Refined?”

She burst into laughter. “That’s a lost cause. He’d settle for civilized.” Sade started walking.

Aisling hurried to fall in beside her. “Do you know where we’re going?”

“Vaguely.”

“So you’ve been there before.”

“I have. It’s been a while, though.”

“How long is a while?”

Hesitating, Sade finally replied. “I was four the last time I was here and a gargoyle made sure I got home.”

Aisling stopped dead in her tracks, mouth open, eyes wide. “Four? A gargoyle?”

“It’s a long, boring story.”

“But it might have relevance.”

“Fine. My mother was a showgirl in Vegas. She told Oberon I was his
kid. Titania wasn’t happy.”

“Are you?

“No.” But Sade was beginning to wonder about Aisling’s parentage.
****

There it is. Writers, hope the prompt inspires. Readers, I hope you’re still enjoying the snippets. Everybody stay cool!

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Tuesday Treats & Titles: PB&C No-bake No-cross Pie

Summer has dug her fingernails in and is acting like the hag she can be this time of year. Who wants to heat up the kitchen, right? Hence, here’s a chill treat. Do you love Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups? Love peanut clusters? Yeah, me too! And this pie hits all the right buttons for those cravings. Plus, this recipe is so easy, even Hannah could make it. Sadly, she doesn’t have the patience to wait the time needed between making and eating. That’s the one drawback. That said, this treat is soooo worth the wait!

PB&C Cross Pie

Prep time: 5 minutes
Cook time: 15 minutes
Chilling time: 1 hour then 3 hours
Total time: 4 hour 20 minutes
Servings: 10

Ingredients
1 8-inch chocolate cookie pie crust

FOR THE FILLING
1 cup heavy whipping cream
3/4 cup powdered sugar sifted and divided into one 1/2 and 1/4 cup
1 1/2 tsp pure vanilla extract
1 cup creamy peanut butter
4 oz cream cheese softened

FOR THE TOPPING
1/2 cup heavy whipping cream
4 oz semi-sweet chocolate chopped
1/4 cup roasted peanuts chopped; for garnish

Let’s Make It
FOR THE FILLING
1. In a large bowl of an electric mixer, with the whisk attachment, beat the heavy cream until soft peaks have formed. Add the ½ cup sifted powdered sugar and vanilla extract. Whip until stiff peaks form.  Transfer the whipped cream to a separate bowl.

2. In the same mixer bowl (no need to wash it), with the paddle attachment, beat the cream cheese, peanut butter, and remaining ¼ cup of confectioners’ sugar until light and fluffy, about 3-5 minutes.

3. At a low speed, beat a ⅓ of the whipped cream into the peanut butter mixture just until combined. Using a rubber spatula, fold in the remaining whipped cream into the peanut butter mixture until incorporated.

4. Transfer the whipped peanut butter mixture into the prepared chocolate cookie pie shell. Gently smooth the mixture into an even layer with a spatula. Refrigerate the pie, uncovered, for 1 hour.

FOR THE TOPPING
1. Save this step until the pie is chilled. Go have a cup of coffee and read a book for an hour. Then come back. 

2. Place the chocolate pieces, or chocolate chips, into a small bowl.

3. In a small saucepan, bring the ½ cup of heavy whipping cream to a boil over medium-low heat, stirring constantly. Once boiling, immediately remove the pan from the heat. Pour the boiling cream over the chopped chocolate. Cover the bowl with plastic wrap and let sit for one minute. Remove the plastic wrap and whisk until a smooth chocolate ganache forms.

4. Pour the chocolate ganache over the chilled peanut butter pie. Using a spatula, gently smooth the ganache until all of the peanut butter filling has been covered.

5. Sprinkle the chopped peanuts along the outer rim of the pie. Chill in the refrigerator for 3 hours before slicing.

6. Store the pie in the refrigerator, covered, for up to 3 days.

First, this pie is really yummy and easy to put together. The hard part is waiting for it to chill in the fridge before adding the topping and then serving and eating. Also, the recipe says 10 servings. Yeah, that would be skinny pieces for for like super models. The kids and the Hard Target team members do like them some PB& C (Peanut Butter ane Chocolate). Meg found this recipe and gave it a try because Dalton introduced Max to PB&J sandwiches and Tank sneaks Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups to Mariska. I’m tellin’ y’all, the guys are really bad influences and probably shouldn’t be around kids. Just sayin’… Anyway, I keep hoping sales will pick up if I keep boring people with my books. That and I need to write faster to get the new book out. Should I mention that I’m sharing this CROSSFIRE graphic as a tease? I’m such a sucky marketer. Anyway, you know the drill. Click on the pics or the title to head over to Books2Read to find your preferred on-line bookseller. And if you try the pie, I hope you enjoy it. 

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Monday?

Well…dang.

I have no clue.

I wrote a post for today.

I scheduled it.

I clicked all the right buttons.

And…nothing posted today.

I’m just now discovering this because I had a slight accident with my morning protein shake. I won’t bore you with the details. Just suffice it to say that from now on, I will consume coffee BEFORE the protein shake, despite what my nutritionist advises. She obviously does NOT drink coffee.

Life was mostly boring. We had some storms–too much wind not enough rain. It’s hot. I think I killed the geranium I’ve had for over 20 years. That’s what I get for paying attention to it. I did a little writing. I listened to some great books. More about them later.

Okay. I’m done. It’s Monday. All day.

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Friday Free-For-All: Advice

ADVICE FOR ANYONE MOVING TO OKLAHOMA

Various versions of this list has been around for a long time. I stole it from a sister Okie on X. I will confirm that everything on the list is true. Mostly. It is also true that we Okies are not afraid to make fun of ourselves. On the other hand, we do take our culture seriously. I mean, like no straw cowboy hats or white shoes/boots before Easter. And you must ditch the white shoes after Labor Day. Felt hats come out around Halloween. Thems the rules. I didn’t make them up. Have a great weekend!

  1. Save all manner of bacon grease. You will be instructed later how to use it.
  2. Just because you can drive on snow and ice does not mean we can. Just stay home the two days of the year it snows.
  3. If you do run your car into a ditch, don’t panic. Four men in the cab of a four wheel drive with a 12-pack of beer and a tow chain will be along shortly. Don’t try to help them. Just stay out of their way. This is what they live for.
  4. Don’t be surprised to find movie rentals & bait in the same store.
  5. Remember: “Y’all” is singular. “All y’all” is plural. “All y’all’s” is plural possessive.
  6. Get used to hearing “You ain’t from around here, are you?”
  7. If you are yelling at the person driving 15 mph in a 55 mph zone, directly in the middle of the road, remember, many folks learned to drive on a model of vehicle known as John Deere, and this is the proper speed and lane position for that vehicle.
  8. If you hear a redneck say, “Hey, y’all, watch this!” Stay out of his way, these are likely his last words ever.
  9. Get used to the phrase “It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity”. And the collateral phrase “You call this hot? Wait’ll August.”
  10. There are no delis. Don’t ask.
  11. In conversation, never put your hand on a man’s shoulder when making a point, especially in a bar.
  12. Chili is a main course, a side dish, and a condiment.
  13. Brisket is not ‘cooked’ in an oven.
  14. Don’t tell us how you did it up there. Nobody cares.
  15. If you think it’s too hot, don’t worry. It’ll cool down-in December.
  16. We do TOO have 4 Seasons: December, January, February, and Summer.
  17. A Mercedes-Benz is not a status symbol, a Chevy, Dodge, or Ford is.
  18. If someone tells you “Don’t worry, those peppers aren’t hot” you can be certain they are.
  19. If you fail to heed my warning in #18 above, be sure to have a bowl of guacamole handy. Water won’t do it.
  20. Rocky Mountain oysters are NOT oysters. Don’t ask.
  21. If someone says they’re “fixin” to do something, that doesn’t mean anything’s broken.
  22. Don’t even think of ordering a strawberry daiquiri. What you really mean to say is ‘Margarita.’
  23. If you don’t understand our passion for college and high school football just keep your mouth shut.
  24. The value of a parking space is not determined by the distance to the door, but the availability of shade.
  25. If you see a slower moving vehicle on a two lane road pull onto the shoulder that is called “courtesy” so you speed demons can pass safely.
  26. BBQ is a food group. It does NOT mean grilling burgers and hot dogs outdoors.
  27. No matter what you’ve seen on TV, line dancing is not a popular weekend pastime.
  28. “Tea” = Sweet Iced Tea. There is no other kind.
  29. Everything is better with Ranch dressing.

Credit: OKIES BEING OKIES

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