Mackgurl's Musings

Hola... Sigh - I'm writing to you today from jail, prison, lock up, the slammer, the clink...ok so you may know it by any of these names. For me, I call it... THE CAGE. It's where you get sent when you do ba- err stuff the people would rather you not to do...and get caught (smile). The severity of the infraction or the recurrence of such infractions determines your sentence length.  Hmm, guess that's how it works for people, too eh? Except for one key diferencia... I don't get a lawyer or a trial. Nope. No jury of my peers. Guilty and...  THE CAGE. Mi Mug Shot So what was the charge this time? Well, mi gente already know how much I like to eat. My food, your food, people food, whatever. As long as it's food and I like it, I want to eat it. Side-note: There's nothing better than people food 😛 So, mi persona gave me something he called a candy cane. Have you had this? Aye Dios Mio!It was sooooooo good! First, he let me sample it. He told me not to bite it but a

  Hello, blogoverse! How's everyone doing? Great, I hope :) Me? I'm doing great! So nice of you to ask (smile) With all that's going on in the world today, I'm always on the lookout for, well a distraction. Just something that might take my thoughts on a journey or better yet, make me laugh. Heck - why not both at the same time?! Annnnd you already know about my imagination, right? (see past post for reference)  Any who, I was in the store the other day looking around at hunting and fishing stuff (yep, ya gurl has been fishing...hunting? Not so much, yet?) So I'm walking down the aisle looking at stuff for hunting and fishing - typical nature activity kinda things and then I look up and see an alien. Ok maybe not an alien actually it kinda made me think of a snake or insect. Hybrid? But this was no regular degular hybrid alien-insect-snake...Nah, this one had swag, attitude even. Don't believe me? Check this out... Look at him! It's like I walked by and he l

Hey! So the other day I was out and about (yep, that's still a thing) and happened to see this: And of course, it got me thinking, hmm, wonder what that was about? Lots of thoughts came to mind but then I keyed in on this one thought - maybe it was too heavy to carry around, so they left it there... I mean, bags/baggage can be and often is quite heavy. Big or small, we normally find ourselves adding so many items into the bag, most of the stuff we add we don't even use (like that extra 4 bottles of hand sanitizer, 6 bottles of water, etc rolling around in your bag right now) Next thing you know that bag is weighing us down. And that weight? That weight can keep us from moving forward - from progressing  towards future successes.  All that extra stuff that you've chosen to carry around does its job of dragging you down into a place that seems almost impossible to emerge from. And don't even get me started on what carrying all that baggage into a new relationship can do.

  Hola! I'm not going to ask you that silly ques-okay so I AM going to ask... Did you miss your Oscar favorito? Claro! How could you not? Have you been enjoying the summer? It's been soooooo hot but I don't mind, usually - except for the times when I'm thirsty. Like the otra day. I was outside enjoying some time in the sun -  mi familia was outside making delicious meat treats on the cooking box. And of course they had to share some with their precious Oscar:). Ohh they were sooooo good! They made sure I had plenty all to myself! Little while later, mi familia got too hot so they went into the casa. Well, it was very hot...even I was a bit warm so I went in, too. I thought I'd go get a drink of water to cool down. Besides, all those delicious meat treats made me thirsty. So I go into the room to get mi agua. As I'm walking to my bowl, I notice mi familia laying on the comfy chair drinking icy cold drinks. This made me even MORE thirsty so now I'm RUNNING to

              All the days with you               From now until forever               Love shines in my eyes

Hola mis amores! How was your day? Mine was good...I got to see some more of my familia. Nope they didn't come to visit. And no we didn't video chat. WE went to see them. That's right! ROAD TRIP! So much fun when we get away from home for a little while. This was especially fun because it was to see familia and mi familia loves me. Plus, they spoil me (smile). They know that I am royalty so, they treat me like a Prince. Treats, treats and more treats (YUMMY!) Everyone just loves me being around so much - well almost everyone (👀). One family member isn't in love with me. I know, it is quite shocking, no? Why does she not love or even like Oscar? Well, as usual it is no fault of mine. I've been a victim of a character assassination! No, really - permitame to explain.  Some time ago, mi familia and I went on this same familia visiting trip.  It was so much fun and everyone loved being around me and they all thought I was so cute (smile). This one persona thought I was

So you're in the middle of a chase - no not by a dog or worse by CLOWNS(creepy!)...no you are a suspect and the police are chasing you. You are suspected of hitting multiple cops during your flee and what do you next? Do you head for the nearest highway out of town? Jump on some backroads? The long, twisty roads, the ones that are mostly hidden and  you fling up dust at every turn of your wheels - all the while hoping that the police fail in their attempt to capture you? Well not this suspect...she went to McDonalds Drive Thru... click here to read the full article  

Hello! How was your extended weekend? Mine was great, thanks for asking.So I was in the store the other day, partly on a mission for candles for this candling session - that's a post for another day- and then I happened to see this 👀 Oh I just have sooo many questions! Like: 1. How did you- whoever you are- come up with this name? 2. Did you mean to make the posterior portion of the monkey look like a cherry 🍒? 3. This would imply that monkey booties smell bad...how do you know? Did someone do a field study?  4. Friction fighter...Friction is - well, here you go:  Definition of Friction Alright so what do you think? Come on, tell me! LOL

  Hola! Que pasa? Me? Well as you can tell, the whole " I need a bano" incident just fine. Of course, I wasn't really concerned (paws crossed). As I said, my people love me. How could they not? I'm so darned cute!!!  Oh and it's not just them who think I'm so loveable. Every time they have people over, they instantly fall in love. Are you laughing at me? You don't believe me? Okay so let me tell you something...today, there were some people at my house. They were doing the typical people-y stuff...laughing, EATING...But this time they didn't actually COOK dinner. I know, right? Surprised me, too. No, instead they went out for dinner.  I can almost hear some of you saying "what does that have to do with them loving you, Oscar?" Un momentito, por favor. I'm getting to that part right now. When the people, MY people, returned to the house they did not come empty handed. They thought of yours truly even while they were out to dinner.  So the

  Hola!! Did you miss me? I already know that you did. How could you not miss Oscar? (smile) Well you will be happy to hear that I survived my chip binge without punishment!!! Isn't that great?! In fact, they said not a word about it at all. Kinda weird to be honest. Part of me wonders if this calm, non-reaction is because I am just this truly beloved or if this is simply the calm before the storm? It has to be because I am beloved - after all, it's been weeks since that happened. Or...are they just waiting on me to do something else? Something worse then devouring those sinfully delicious chips?? No es importa - my weekend was great! My helpers had extra people over. I'm not sure why but it seemed like a fiesta! Lots of foods - even meat on the hot box. I think I heard them call it an EGG...doesn't look like an EGG to me. Whatever it's called, it puts that wonderful taste into the pork chops and chicken so nice and smokey!! Oh yeah they had some lettuce but what do

  Hello, how are you? Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Oscar. Before I get into my story, let me make sure you know how to say my name correctly. As I said, my name is Oscar but it is pronounced Osk-ar. My family -yes, I permit them t get away with mispronouncing my name. But that's just because they love me so much. To be honest, they call me many cute names...I must admit "Oskey" is one of my faves. One of my family members calls me "Owee" LOL. My family is really great. All my needs are met. They're basically like my helpers, or friends -except when they get on my nerves. Like those times one of them stays in the bathroom for like TWENTY MINUTES!!! I mean really, others need to go too. Now, they don't speak my language but somehow we understand each other. Sort of like that look that you get from your Mama. The one that says "No...you better not...try me..." So I give them a look and they come do what I need. Open the door for

Slow, warm, wet...what are your favorite kind of kisses? I mean do you have more than one fave? Like are you the passionate, OH LORD I THINK HE STOLE MY SOUL, fan? I have to admit that is DEFINITELY a good one. Or maybe you're the more quick brush of the lips type Hmmm, those are good too. What about the ones that seem to last for years? OH YEAH those are spectacular, too. But then there's the one kiss that seems to just stay with you.  THE FOREHEAD KISS. Sometime and in some cases, a forehead kiss can be a hundred times better than one of those everlasting SOUL STEALERS. Wait wait wait - hear me out Think of the last time when you were little and your mom or grandma gave you a hug and before you left her arms she planted a kiss right in the middle of your forehead. You remember how that felt? How did you feel? Warm?  In that moment you knew you were in their heart.  Now, think of the last time you got one of those kisses from the man/woman in your life? Seemed innocent and cut

Hello Blogoverse! Ok, so we're cool with each other right? I mean we've shared experiences, stories and laughs with each other. So since we're cool with each other, lemme ask you something - what size are your unmentionables? LOL I'm kidding - unless you just wanna share - but seriously, why do you think there are different sizes? Pants, shoes, shirts - but it doesn't stop there. Apartments, houses, cars, meals - literally there's a size reference for just about everything. Wonder why? No? Just me, huh? Or did you already say  - "Duh, it's because not everyone is the same" DING DING DING Well you don't say... Alright let's dig a little further. Search your memories - do you recall hearing/reading a story about a young lady, who was like the overlooked child of the family, who one day gets the chance of a lifetime...she gets to go to a super swank grown-up party. I'm talking flashy ride - complete with a chauffeur, custom-made fancy dres

Sometimes we don't know what we want. Heck, most of the time we barely know what it is we need. So, isn't it amazing then that when we find it, stumble across it or when it finds us, it is basically immediately clear that it is in fact what was needed, what was wanted? Like, say you're putting together a puzzle. Perhaps it's one with oh let's say a thousand pieces (whew that's ALOT)                                                                                                                                                    http://clipart-library.com/jigsaw-puzzle.html You start with the edges putting them together and before you know it, those edges now serve as a border. And that border holds it together, the framework, if you will, for the whole thing. Yet, even though you've made progress - I mean you have this border, right? - well you still don't have the complete picture. So you work on the internal sections...piece by piece...making sure the p

Slowly, you wade cautiously through the depths... In water, not murky, but not the blue of crystals... Cautious, hesitant...afraid of making waves... A plethora of thoughts, birthed from episodic overthinking... These thoughts serve to weigh you down, like stones ... Tied around your waist, your legs, your arms...yet still you wade... Until one day, that day you decide no more wading... No more sloshing through what-ifs and maybes... Now you're jumping in with both feet, eyes wide...into the deep end... Full speed... No stones... No worries... No fears... Just stepping out on faith... Walking on water.                                                                                                                     istockphoto.com

Looking out on an expanse of tranquility... Here I sit...alone but not lonely... Between them there is a difference... It's subtle, yet deep in its intensity... Alone, a stone of thoughts... Small and light...will skip across the serenity of blue... Smooth ripples, endless ripples that dance across the surface... Calming in its undulating rhythm... Lonely, a boulder of thoughts... Big and heavy...would not skip or dance across the peaceful oasis... Rough swells, endless swells that battle much deeper than the surface... Torrential in its unrelenting cadence... Here I sit...alone but not lonely... The difference between them... a choice, a mindset... A lone stone, small and light...skipping and dancing... Or a boulder, rough and heavy...sinking you to the bottom, ruining the quiet blue.

The sound of your voice soothes me... Its dulcet tones wash over me... Bathing me in honey dipped sweetness that I will always remember... Smiling, I close my eyes... To sleep and to dream... One thought prevalent on my mind... Before sleep claims me... I remember that in the morning... I will have more honey.

At my usual spot, a table for one... Yes that one...the one, a way from the kitchen but near a window... I sit with a clear view of life as it passes by... Sitting in my usual spot, a table for one... I stare into tomorrow...wondering how just yesterday, I was certain... Certain that THIS is where I would always be... But now my usual spot, a table for one... That one is too small...amazing how just yesterday, I was certain... Certain that THIS table would always be for me... So my usual spot, my table for one... Has been changed...Yesterday is gone, and today there's me and you... And that table for one, is now a table for two. Photo by Juli Kosolapova