Greetings from Spockgirl Musings, where logic rules, but the frailties of
human nature, genetic inadequacies and hormonal imbalances wreak havoc.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Nice bow-tie...




See a little more about this project here and here.

Thursday, May 21, 2015

A swing and a miss...


I made a rather astonishingly bold move after trying to hold on for a few months at work, and am without employment. It is funny after having such a routine life for over two decades that so much changed within the seven year period that followed. It seems rather fitting that the namesake for this blog passed away a few days before the fifth anniversary of its creation and that it coincided with this upcoming, new chapter to my life. What can I say? I don't know what to do. Can I reinvent myself for the third time in seven years? I look at job postings daily, even entertaining online jobs, and found that the most appealing and suitable, were those entry level positions for students of an age that I am well past.. I am not surprised, all things considered

So how have I been spending my time? Definitely not blogging. Not travelling. Other than the expected, feeling guilty for not doing more and spending too much time online, I have been working out in the yard. Fifteen bundles of cherry tree branches, six bags of yardwaste and several piles of proposed bonfire wood, as well as one small tree unearthed, a few evergreen younglings pulled up and transplanted to pots temporarily, three new plantings and some seed thrown in for moonflowers and poppies. Also handwashed another section of the house exterior, but have been woefully neglecting the interior.

You know.... all this "do what you love" or "love what you do" or "find your passion"... crap? It is wonderful. It is lovely. But life throws you curveballs. The universe chanting "hey batter, batter"... "ooooooh, and it's a swing and a miss". The thing is... I've had three strikes already. I know I'm not out of the game, but it still sucks.

What next?

In the past few days, I have been considering the idea of trying to get my poetry published. This isn't an income generating idea, nor is it intended as such. Just yesterday, I spent about four hours going through a list of mission statements and submission guidelines for over one hundred publishers with "poetry" in their repertoire. Out of all that and the "not accepting unsolicited manuscripts", I shortened the list to thirty. If you take away the "only those who have been published....", "edgy", and "high quality", there really aren't that many choices for what I have to offer. Self-publishing is the only other route. A fundraising campaign would be an option, but in the back of my mind, there's always that niggling "what if it sucks?" and "who would read it?"

I don't know. I guess I'm throwing my pitch out to the universe.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Sometimes this is how I dream...


The short version here.

It is much different seeing this in colour, but no less haunting.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

The Heart Test...


No... not THAT heart... but being that Valentine's Day fast approaches, we're talking chocolate. Chocolate covered marshmallow hearts to be more precise. Now usually I don't get special Valentine's Day chocolates unless I splurge and purchase them on sale a day or two after the fact. However, if... and I say if... I DO get some special chocolate treats before or on the day, it will be individually packaged chocolate covered marshmallow hearts. So today, even though I went into the store to buy one thing, I came out of the store with a bag of other things, not realizing until I was almost out the door that I had forgotten the one thing that I had gone in the store to buy in the first place. Alcohol swabs. Cheese Puffs and BBQ Corn Chips were on sale... I got sidetracked. Anyhoooo... I never used to fancy chocolate covered marshmallows much when I was younger, but for a special once in a while treat, it seems they are now the go to nibble. I have before thought of doing a taste comparison between the two that are readily available here, but up until today, I never pushed myself to eat two of them at the same time. So here goes nothing...
 
Love is a battlefield...
 
(Apologies, I didn't think of taking a picture until the evidence was gone...)
 
On the left... Hershey's, weighing in at 31 grams with a price point of $0.99. On the right... Russell Stover (hereinafter referred to as RS) weighing in at 28 grams with a price point of ... $0.59... Now you would think at first glance that the Hershey's package is larger, therefore explaining the higher price. In fact, the chocolate IS heavier, but, there is also a cardboard protective backing in the package, so the heart itself is about the same size or perhaps even a bit smaller than the RS heart.
 
As for taste, the Hershey's heart has a very thick dark chocolate coating that has a lovely chocolate aroma and a rather rich dark chocolate flavour, but for a coating, it is a little too thick, and the marshmallow is surprisingly heavy. The RS heart in contrast, has a much lighter-textured milk chocolate coating that breaks almost seamlessly with the light fluffy marshmallow filling.
 
I am, by nature, a dark, bittersweet chocolate person, but in this particular instance, the Russell Stover chocolate covered marshmallow heart won me over.
 
Oh, and speaking of chocolate... I did try something new the other day... I have mixed feelings about them... 

Monday, February 2, 2015

Monday, January 26, 2015

Well, I thought it was pretty funny...

but it makes me wonder if the people who actually comment on these things have no sense of humour or they simply take things way too seriously.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

In a nutshell...

 
Over 25 years of work experience in one/two areas, no certification at all, no reference letters, no transferable skills, no life, no children, holes in my clothes, a mortgaged house that is falling apart and broken trees. But I have bacon.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Must try this...




There is a waffle iron in the cupboard that hasn't seen the light of day in a very long time.

Friday, December 19, 2014

Sometimes you feel...

... like a nut... sometimes you don't...
 

(The jingle just popped into my head for a title as I'm quite sure I already had a post called "Sometimes".)