An Observation with Exclamation

I gave it a week,

Might I say it was sweet,

Then I loosened the knot,

And wham, I fell to my knees,

I cried out, “Quick, I need a repeat!”

I blew it. I embraced it.

I gave my heart at the start of the year,

Day 1 through 7th, not a scratch, not a tear.

On the 8th day, it happened,

My world crumbled, it all fell apart,

My computer crashed,

“No,” I yelled out, “Dude, it’s too soon,

I need a new start. What am I gonna do?”

The words ricocheted throughout the room.

Is this a glimpse into another year of doom?

The pandemic kept me in lock down,

I occupied my time writing until I was spent.

Now, encased on a dead hard drive

I can’t recover any of those documents?

Well… I’m just not ready, oh no, there is no way

I’m accepting this roller coaster ride for another day.

With a new computer and soon a vaccine

I’m taking on this year by its ring a ding, a ding, ding, a ding, ..a ding,.. ding ..ding

And that’s the way I see it;

Doree Anderson

Let’s talk ‘New Year’ … Commit to It

I always like to think that when the New Year puts in her first appearance at 12:01 a.m, I’m ready. I’ve got my slickers on, coat, hat, and gloves. As I stand beneath a star filled, black-canvas night, in anticipation for the majestic bursts of bright blue, yellow, red, green, and white colored light as we welcome another year into our lives.

I’m rearing to go. Lickety split, that’il do the trick, it’s time we get to say hello to 2021.

It’s all new. No dust, no fingerprints, nothing to ruin it yet. Hopefully, we’ve all spent the last couple of days writing down the four goals that we want to accomplish during the upcoming years. (I say four because I like to make a huge goal for each quarter of the year)

This year, we begin again. Wipe the board clean and take out your organization paper. Brainstorm on what things you wish to accomplish and when, then copy it down, organize, document and when we call down the seconds, we’re set it all to begin.

If you’re going to lose weight, admit it. You want to do a new project, commit. Want to write a book, start it. Check out a new job, apply for it. This is your time. Instead of talking about it, here’s your chance to step off the sidewalk and hit the road. I’m going to.

I have committed to writing, editing, completing, and publishing a book this year… not self but, (and here’s the nail biter) the good old-fashioned way. I’m going to give it the agented way.  Let’s just say, that’s what’s under Goal for the fourth quarter.

Okay, one two three

Happy New Years Eve, 2020-21

Doree Anderson

2020 Bye Bye

As the years pile on, the thrill slips away. I find my eagerness toward holidays wane. People need power cords or batteries. A zap of energy would work for me.

In earlier years, I loved to decorator. When we had a holiday coming round, I’d break out the boxes or take a quick trip to the closest hobby store. By the way, it’s also a great time for a good cleaning. When the red, white, and blue is replaced with back to school, remember to rearrange the furniture too. I’ve learned, the hard way, that a wayward plastic spider found roaming the floor around Thanksgiving isn’t fun.

I loved that feeling of joy going from Halloween to Thanksgiving, to Christmas.

And then a new year arrives with eagerness. January is a decoration free, wiped down, squeaky clean beginning. A new start with a list of goals and trips to make.

2020 Began exactly as it should. February was good. March had a whole unique plan… No, oh no, from here the world went kaput.

So, from here on out… I am demanding a synopsis. A little idea on what’s coming around the corner each month. Thank you… please. No COVID-19, no earthquake, or hundred miles an-hour winds that knock over the neighbor’s trees against our house.   

I spent a couple of days boxing up the few Thanksgiving decorations and bring down the Christmas decorations. Halloween was a bust. Fall wasn’t much, and I didn’t know how much of Christmas I cared to display. After grinching a moment, I’m happy to say, the stockings are up; the lights are lit, and we welcome Santa to play. I have bulbs on my tree, and a present or three, I’m ready for Christmas day.

Have a Healthy and Safe Holiday Season!

Doree Anderson

It’s December 1st… Are you ready?

2020 is coming to an end… Only 30 more days!

We’ve missed so much ‘together time’ with our family and friends this year, that I know I’ll be utilizing Christmas Cards as a special way to reach out and say “Hi.” How are you and yours doing this trying Covid year.” Let’s kick this 2020 out of the way. Cards are a great way to put a hand out and say, “We’ve been thinking of you!”

I’ve removed everything Halloween, Pumpkins, Autumn, and Thanksgiving from the mantle and the shelves. I re-boxed them up and even taken them down the stairs. I returned upstairs and plopped down on the couch. Yep, it all looks so nice and clean. And then I watch the Television. This commercial comes on about a woman setting down a couple of pairs of shades and telling her husband she bought them today for Christmas and he shows her what he bought that day, a red car and a black truck. The wife takes the truck the husband wanted. And then it hits me. Duh, when those boxes go downstairs, you take the next holiday boxes upstairs with you. It’s another holiday that I’ve accumulated an assortment of knickknacks and ornaments. And score! This one also comes with a tree to use floor space that I don’t have. No worries, I still manage anyway.

So, with all the boxes sitting around me, I thought I’d take a break and write out my Christmas cards. If I don’t do it now, I might accidentally re-box them and then I’ll end up forgetting them until December 2021 and I’m really anxious to get 2020 over with. And we all Need A Little Christmas Cheer, especially this year!

Happy Decorating

Doree

Thanks For Giving

This is the time of year when we sit around the table and give thanks to everyone and everything that we appreciate and lift a glass of cheer. But not this year!

This year, we are all praying for a shot. A perfect cure for the biggest crisis that this world has ever endured.  Even wars haven’t taken on the whole globe like this stupid sickness has. Whoever it is we are to accuse, bat, technician, or the cute little turkey in the picture on the left, we all need to wear a mask, keep our six foot of distance and remember to keep our hands clean. Easily the three most important things to do. Do It. These citizens who think that they are being violated need to get the heads out from under the rock. Ignorance doesn’t pass you by. You can and will cause others to die. And frankly if it were up to me, I’d (I’m sorry but) spit in their eye.

If someone tells me that I’m offending them for wearing a mask, they deserve my irritation. I have every right to protect myself and my family. If they hate their own kids, and elderly, that is their too bad.

This is the time to take care of the elderly, the poor, the hungry by giving and if that means simply wear a mask, then do it.

Doree

Happy Thanksgiving

It’s the Fourth of July

Is it okay to say I love this country? Is it allowed for me to admit that I am a white, born and raised American female. Is it acceptable that I admit that I never lived in a house that owned, discriminated or treated any other race differently than myself?

That said, I will admit that I am mad about the defacing of my country. The destruction that others are pouring on the history of the land that represents all that I am.

History… the whole series of past events connected with someone or something.

Without history, you have no present. Tearing it down doesn’t make it go away. It happened, give the world a break. African Americans, if you want to be treated with the same respect of Americans, perhaps you might want to drop the ‘African.’ You demand through that alone to separate yourselves from every country, frankly. You became slaves, not because of America, but because the tribes in Africa sold you to Americans and placed you into slavery. Quit blaming us.

The Jewish have the right to condemn, protest and scream for the recognition that their countrymen were put through during the Holocaust. Innocent men, women, and children were killed, poisoned and put through genocide to their demise. Yet, they aren’t rioting on the streets of their country, breaking down and burning buildings, stealing and beating or killing others. They aren’t demanding citizens refer to them as Black Lives Matter and go so far as to paint the words in huge yellow letters on public streets. Jewish people show themselves as mature human beings. I’m saddened by the traits that some of our black’s demonstrate. ‘Jews Lives Matter’ especially after what they have suffered at the hands of a vicious man.

No single life matters anymore than anyone else. EVERY LIFE MATTERS. A HEART BEATS A LIFE EXISTS AND THAT LIFE MATTERS. PERIOD!

Today is our country’s date of celebration. Our founding fathers signed the constitution of the United States. We pledge allegiance to the flag for the republic for which it stands. One nation indivisible with liberty and justice for all.

Doree L Anderson

Corvid-19 A Whole New World

Required face gear

One morning, in the month of March,

 As I eagerly dressed for school,

My Mom stopped at my door and sadly said,

“I’m sorry, but our world has proved a fool,

So for the unseen future everything is closed

Including business, stores, and schools.”

“It’s a weekday, what has changed?” I asked.

Besides my mom, who’s now deranged.

Our world was accidently exposed to

A Pandemic and death toles that constantly grows.

Schools are locked down until further advised

The world’s quarantined and her people, terrorized.

I’m a teenager, I’ll never survive

I’m made for this world, outdoors, not inside.

You can’t lock me away. I’ve got to shine

Pandemic? Say what, color me blind

How can this happen, with science and all?

We slept on the job and This Pandemic is our downfall.

Doree Anderson

Are we there yet?

Travel is going to be a whole new adventure now!

Remember when we used to pack the car and travel across the open roads to Grandma’s house. All five kids were crammed in with Mad magazines, car games, cards, books, and hands that couldn’t seem to keep to themselves. Arguing, (constantly) “mom, he’s touching me,” or “dad, he won’t leave me alone,” used to drive the older people in the front seat, nuts!

Those days are over now (?)… I think the introduction of Corvid-19 and any other strange virus’ strain that’s working it’s way to a (oops, did I do that?) broken test tube and into the air stream will be changing the way we had lived. Six feet apart is extremely hard to maintain in the middle or back seat of a car when there is only one back seat and three children required to sit there.

The size of families will have to change. The vehicle families own will decide. Two will be the limit if the family drives a car, four if you drive a van. That rule will be applied for both mom and dad. I’m going to admit that this situation makes me a little upset, I’d rather be able to set my own personal space. I don’t care for material covering my face and I don’t need the government telling me how to spend my day. But…

It’s a new world and a new way of living. It’s not just America, it’s affected every country. So, if you can… stay at home, pester your cat, play with your dog, converse with your kids, and drive your spouse bonkers, it will make homebound nice. Join me!

Doree

Quarantined… Stay Inside Earthquake… Get the Cars Outside?

In March 16th, Salt Lake City residents woke up at 7:09 to a 5.7 Earthquake. Buildings in downtown Salt Lake City lost bricks. Pictures fell from walls, items tumble over, and down from shelves. Over 30 houses were displaced from their foundations in the West Valley area, and walls came down in several buildings within the city. But at the epic centers; Magna, Utah, the old buildings that graced main street suffered the some damage.

Here’s the thing… hearts are already pounding against our chests. Stress is huge boulders sitting on our shoulders, and then… Ah, hello! Make the earth move under our feet and pictures shake off of our shelves because the Corona-virus isn’t enough. Lets throw an earthquake upon the nice people of Salt Lake County. It’s just what they needed. NOT!

I had finally slept in. The first time since the virus situation began. The bed began to move. Not gently, not like when the kitten jumps up to demand breakfast, or the dog takes a flying leap on top of me to say that a walk outside would be appreciated. This was a shake that told me something was wrong. The picture hanging on the wall above my head was actually slapping the wallboard behind it. Yep… that bad. I was up and dressed so fast, the dog would have been impressed except he was hiding somewhere else inside the house. He was scared out of his mind. 5.7 followed by over 200 after shocks, one 4.6 and a few 4.3, and on and on…

Dang happy when then came down to just a little shake and hummm

Get this virus over with, I need to calm down.

Doree Anderson,’ Keep on writing, my friends.