More Mammal Memes

Okay, more animal love memes.

cat has long hair on legs

Seriously, dude!!

mom gripping kid's arm in public

Oh yeah! Mama had it down to a science!!

 

windows aren't dirty. it's dog nose art

Ewww! Just ewwww!

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Hi! I’m PurpleSlob! Nice ta meet ya!

don't care who dies in movie as long as dog lives

Okay, that’s just mean- to the humans!

snapchat makes dog look like dug from up

I don’t know. I didn’t see the movie. Is this funny??

 

 

death ray of light kills dogs

RIP doggies, RIP.

 

 

Alright, show’s over.  Go home!!   (Anyone else remember Tracey Ullman??)

 

 

 

Divorce Decision

With a pervasive sense of sadness, I drove to the courthouse, and filed my divorce papers.  

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We’ve tried to make our marriage work, we just couldn’t.

The clerk couldn’t say how long it would take to have a court date. So, we’ll see….

 

 

Endings are always bittersweet.

Bitter, because I feel like a failure.   This is my third divorce.   What kind of awful person am I, anyway??   (The only saving grace in my mind is, the first 2 divorces were to the same husband.   No one can ever say we didn’t try!)

Sweet, because it will be a relief to just have it done, and over with.   Even as amicable as we are, there is always a certain tension.

So, on to practical matters.  For obvious reasons, DH will now be referred to as XH. (EX-Husband.)

We have agreed to remain friends, so he may still appear now and again.

My name will be changing again.   Not to my last married name, but to my first married name.  Since we have children together, with that name, and I was a Woideck longer than anything else, except my maiden name, Hawkins.

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“Boutonniere-whitesuit” by David Ball – Own work. Licensed under CC BY 2.5 via Wikimedia Commons – https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Boutonniere-whitesuit.jpg#/media/File:Boutonniere-whitesuit.jpg

 

 

  My last married name, Sanchez, never felt truly mine.  Probably because he died of cancer after only 2 months.   And being a widow was so shocking, and painful, that nothing felt right.

 

 

 

 

And now a new chapter begins……

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Hey, it says what I needed- (the first line anyway! ) AND- IT”S PURPLE!!

 

MY newest new place!

Finally!  After OVER a month!  Here are the pix of my newest new place!  Just the outside, though.

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Part of my “Front” garden.

 

 

 

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Purple Passion Plants!

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Purple Flower

 

Or wandering Jew, as my SIL calls them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And yes, that’s the official name. lol  According to me.  It is also the sole occupant of my “Side Garden.”

Those last 2 plants are the 2 I most wanted in my other garden, but never went to the actual trouble of getting any!!  Then, God gave them to me here in my newest home!!  God is so good, all the time!!  He cares about me, and my life, even tiny little details, like what plants I like!

 

Still working on inside!!  I had the living room, kitchen/dining room party ready for Christmas Eve, but you know what happened 2 days later… yeah, slobbery overran the place.  😦   (Don’t ya love how I blamed the slobbery, instead of myself????)

Anyhoo, back to the pix:

Front views:

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Flag still flying high!

 

 

 

 

 

Front.    

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Front Entry

Yeah, the recycling can doesn’t look the best there, does it??   sigh   Yet another sign of my laziness.

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The carport- duh! there’s Captain Obvious again!

 

Right side:  

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 Notice the central air unit!!

See that scraggedy bush?  That’s the right side of my “Front Garden”.   It’s a yellow rose bush, which can’t be proven by it now!   But I was excited to see it, because it was Granny’s favorite flower!

I didn’t take a pic of the butterfly sculpture over the carport, because it has already worn out it’s welcome, by just existing!!

Boy, am I cranky or what??? 

I didn’t take any back views, because who wants to see more moldy siding???   Oh, wait, there’s a hand in the back.  “Hi, there. Yes, you, in the multi striped shirt.  You want to see more moldy siding???   Ok, just scroll back up and re-look at those pix there!   Thanks!”

Inside pix to come at a later, undetermined date, when I have the rooms back to non-disaster status.   {Please don’t hold your breath.  Not responsible for any fainting you may incur.}

 

There you go- Home Sweet Home. Again!  Hopefully Forever this time!  [But not gonna say “Never  Moving Again!!  Because that is the surest way in the world to ensure that I’d be moving again shortly.  Not.Gonna.Happen.]

I MEAN IT!!

5 Photos, 5 Stories Challenge

My friend, Sherri, challenged me this waaay back in July.  I told her I’d try, when I got  around to it.

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Well, I found one, so here it is!  Thanks, Sherri!

“Finally, for today’s challenge, I am nominating new blogging friend Melinda frompurpleslobinrecovery.  No obligation Melinda, but if you do decide to take up the challenge, I set only one rule:  Have Fun!!”

No rules???  Oh no!!!  Lots and LOTS could go wrong, if I just run around without any rules to rein me in!!

Be afraid, folks, be very afraid!

Well, if you’re willing to go along with me, here goes:

Photo #1

Me, (YES, really me! 3 decades ago)

Me, (YES, really me! 3 decades ago)

This is Allen C.  I won’t say his full name, to protect the innocent. lol

We were on our way to my Senior Banquet at Southeastern College, now Southeastern University.  (Even my college grew up!)

I was sooooo in love with this man. (Yes, he was a man! He had his own place, and a job!!)

Shamefully, I invited him, instead of waiting for him to take the million-and-one hints, I kept dropping, everytime I saw him.  At church, and when we got together at his house for dinner.  (Was it really a date, if I ended up doing the dishes EVERY time??)

Anyhoo, he accepted, and away we went.  Don’t we look so purdy?  (For awhile I dreamed this was our wedding photo!  Don’t judge!)

The banquet was a blast!  Why a banquet instead of a prom?  It was a Bible College, and no dancing allowed!  It’s okay, we still knew how to have fun!!  And laugh!!  (Without drinking, too!)

Afterwards, we changed into jeans, and walked on the beach barefooted, in the moonlight.  So romantic…..

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Poor guy, he’s lucky I didn’t propose to him!

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Strawberry Sessions

If you missed any of the story: go here:

Part 1, Strawberry City, part 2, Man Giant, part 3, Strawberry Banquet, part 4, Strawberry Love, part 5, Strawberry Slush, part 6, Strawberry Sickness, part 7 Strawberry Daiquiri, part 8, Strawberry School, part 9, Strawberry Struggles.

Strawberry Girl was in the hospital, flat of her back.  Her broken back.

After 5 days, she was moved into a rehab facility for therapy.  It was hard work!  She was in a wheelchair, because it hurt so bad to walk.

Wheel_chairTherapy was not fun.  But she made friends, and was as okay as she possibly could be, considering.

Strawberry Girl realized she would be nearly helpless, once she went home.  So, she decided to beg Ranch Man to forgive her, and come back to her.  Fortunately, he did.

So, now Ranch Man

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was doing all the work.  He took care of Strawberry Girl, in her wheelchair, and the Strawberry Grandbaby.  He and the Strawberry Grandbaby went on walks, and he took Strawberry Girl places, with the Strawberry Grandbaby on her lap.

Strawberry Girl was not doing well mentally, so back to the hospital she went, to the Ward again.

And again.  And again.  three times in 12 months, she went back to the Ward.  The nurses, and counselors, and her doctors knew her by name, and told her to “Get well!  Don’t come back here again!”

She began going to weekly counseling sessions.  That helped.

By this time, she had graduated to a walker, instead of the wheelchair.  So, she was able to get around better, and do stuff.

She decided to start…..

To Be Continued…..

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How to Increase Traffic with a Blog Brand

Janice Wald is my new Blog BFF!! She has a huge following, so when she says I’m doing something right, I believe it ! Thank you so much, Janice!!

http://mostlyblogging.com/how-to-increase-traffic-with-a-blog-brand/

She references me!!   Under “Examples of Blog Brands”  Janice says;

 

“Melinda Mitchell has a self-deprecating online presence.  Her persona is funny, creative, and highly critical of herself.  She calls her blog Purple Slob in Recovery, and that is her online presence–she is a purple slob.  Bear in mind I am not calling Melinda a slob.  This is her online name for herself.
Her self-deprecating persona continues into her posts.  A typical post, Library Loser, explains how she loses library books.
Her avatar is that of a woman wearing purple looking distressed.  She carries this “purple” theme across her social media.  Her Facebook name is Purplelinda.
Another creative maneuver that makes Melinda a stand-out blogger is her use of alliteration in her headlines.  Dying Dishes is another one of her posts detailing the filth that covers her dishes.  The post asks where dishes that dirty go to die.”
purple slob cleaning looking overwhelmed

From Purple Slob to Clean Queen Well, maybe Princess? What’s lower than that? Lady?

Under “Value of a Blog Brand”, Janice relates:
“All three bloggers exemplify dramatically different blog brands.  Consistency in tone is important.  Viv’s is more serious, Lysa’s is fun, and Melinda’s is funny.
I did not have to research to find these bloggers when discussing them in my post.  I was able to discuss them because I remembered them.  I remembered them because they have creative blog brands.”
Thank you, Thank you my BBFFJ!!!

Reflections

Bloggers need a blog brand to engage readers.Name a brand.

Nike?  That’s not fair.  The picture is right here.

Name another brand.

However you answered, I’m confident you didn’t have to look it up; it was in your head.

It was in your head because the brand was memorable.

Companies with memorable brands are famous.  They have so many clients and customers you know about them.

Do you want readers to know about you? Then, read this post.

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