What? Handwriting analysts can find over 5,000 personality traits just by looking at my handwriting? Whoa! This information has my eyes popping and my mind twirling. Today’s writing prompt, asks bloggers to simply respond to the word handwriting . It would appear that the stars of blogging have been aligned for me because I’ve been trying to improve my handwriting and today’s prompt is just right.
My handwriting is poor. I’ll even say that it is terrible. It can look pretty mangled, especially if I am in a hurry. I mix printing with cursive all the time. Sometimes, I’m embarrassed because of the quality of my handwriting. At times it is so bad that I struggle to read my own notes. Okay, enough of the beating up on myself; I’m taking action to get neater and more legible handwriting.
As I write this post, I fondly recall the note my professor wrote on one of my in-class essays, she scribbled, “bad handwriting”. Hmmm…I decided to have a bit of fun with it, so I sauntered up to the front of the class and whispered to her, “it’s hard to read your comment, what did you write”? Needless to say, we both had a good laugh.
The picture I’m including today is the product of one of my “practicing my handwriting” sessions. I discovered that with a few curved lines and a bit of playfulness, I could have some fun with my ABCs. The teacup is my creative expression of the lowercase cursive ‘S’. Are you able to see it? I’ve taken the risk of putting a sample of my handwriting! I hope you focus on my words “when I give my best, my best becomes better”, more than my handwriting! Of course, if you are inclined to send me an analysis of my handwriting, that will be great.
What would you like to share about your handwriting? What are your thoughts on those 5,000 personality traits?
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Elaine’s Cursive Lowercase S
The last post I made was in September and it is now November. Now, this is what I call total neglect of my blog and the blogs I follow. What have been doing with my time? Busy? Yes. Busy doing what? What can I say? Life has been happening!
This week’s wordpress challenge is to write about pie.
As a child, my mom didn’t bake pies. She made the best sponge cakes and Christmas cakes. I can still see myself licking the batter off the spoon. Yummy! Mom baked her cakes in a box oven that she placed on top of our kerosene stove. It was a complicated process. I’ll have to get all the details from her and make write a separate blog post on our oven. Oh, I must say that a sponge cake is what folks in the USA will call a pound cake.
I learned about pies here in the USA. I have two favorite pies – key lime pie and pumpkin pie. I have never baked a key lime pie. My children and their friends love my pumpkin pie! Here is the recipe I use…it is as easy as pie! What is your favorite pie?
My dear readers, I look forward to hearing from you.
Credit: Bing Images
Simply Delicious Pumpkin Pie
1 (9 inch) unbaked pastry shell
1 (16 oz.) can pumpkin
1 (14 oz.) can sweetened condensed milk
1 tsp. cinnamon
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. ginger
1/2 tsp. nutmeg
Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Combine ingredients in large bowl, pour into shell, bake 15 minutes, reduce oven temperature to 350 degrees and continue baking for 35-40 minutes until knife inserted in center comes out clean.
My response to this week’s photo challenge – on top.
The wearer of these shoes didn’t know I was taking photographs!
These women topped off their special occasion with some fine-looking shoes.
Are you into comfort or style?
At a Graduation
At a New Year’s Eve Party
Showing her shoes to her friend in the restroom
We are surrounded by beauty in nature that inspires us to stop and take a second look. Perhaps, we stop long enough to capture an image with our cameras. That’s exactly what I did when I saw this spider. I see spider webs all the time, so what was so special about this one? It caught my eye because it was one of the biggest ones I had seen. It was undisturbed. The spider seemed to be at peace inside its web, oblivious to all that was going on around it. It was alone in its silky, intricate strands. Look closely and you’ll see the beauty of nature.
Today’s blog post is in response to INSIDE– the weekly photo challenge.
Have a great week everyone. I’ve already declared that mine will be wonderful!
The silent treatment as we know means to withdraw from someone, ignore that person, or keep our love away. Perhaps at some point in our lives we’ve given someone the silent treatment or have been the recipient of it. The individual who sends out the silent treatment is probably trying to punish someone because of a wrongdoing or a perceived one. However, I feel that it is a punishment for both parties; it causes stress to the heart and as I stated in last week’s post, we all need to strive toward heart healthy habits. This week’s writing challenge asked bloggers to make “silence” a presence in their posts.
Credit: Bing images
In giving silence a presence in my post today, I will share about the silent “treatment” I give myself. I withdraw from speaking to others, not as a punishment, but as an act of love for myself and for the work I do.
About 15 years ago, my voice developed a hoarseness that was hard to shake. It bothered me because I always sounded tired and at times it had the quality of someone who had a terrible hangover. To ease my mind, I went to see an ENT specialist.
That doctor’s evaluation showed that I had vocal cord nodules and to get rid of them I needed to rest my voice. Rest my voice? How can I do that? I gave myself the silent “treatment” whenever possible. I carried around a yellow notepad which I used to communicate with my family. They tried their best to make me talk, but I was resistant to their charms. I recall now with a smile the weekend my husband took the children on a trip and I rested my voice for 36 hours!
The silent “treatment”, this withdrawal from speaking continues to work for me whenever my voice takes on that husky quality and when it is tired and fatigued.
Have you ever given yourself this kind of silent treatment? What do you do to take care of your voice? I’d love to hear from you!
The daily WordPress prompt today asks bloggers about the role of the number 26. Here’s my take on the prompt.
When I was 26 years old, I made a decision to sign up for classes at our community college. I vividly remember sitting with the counselor and saying out loud that four years is such a long time to earn that bachelor’s degree- two years at college and then another two at the university. How would I manage going to school with all the responsibilities I have? I did manage.
At 26, I already had my three children. Goodness, what was I thinking? A young woman, with very young children, a part-time job, and my sights set on earning that degree. Was it a struggle? Absolutely. I was busy. I was stressed. I was determined. There days when it seemed that nothing went right until I arrived to class and found that the seat I usually sit in was still available.
I have some fond library memories…my children enjoyed going to the college library with me. The youngest loved to wiggle out of my arms and sit on the floor and the two older children felt “older” just by being around all the grown up books. They were fascinated with the automatic library door. They liked to stand in front of it and wave their hands to make it open. It was like magic to them. They had fun going with mommy to the library.
Those two years at college whirred by and on graduating day I proudly posed for pictures with my children. I accomplished the first goal toward the bachelor’s degree with the support of my family.
At 26, I was one busy and determined young woman!
Would you like to share something about yourself when you were 26?
Last summer, I got to experience an awesome masterpiece of nature. I’m submitting photos of Niagara Falls for this week’s photo challenge. I’ve been to Niagara many times before, but last year was especially memorable because I took a ride in the Maid of the Mist into the dense mist of spray of the falls.
I expected to get some kind of spray from the falls when I was given a raincoat. However, to my surprise, I was in a heavy downpour of “rain” from the falls for several minutes. I enjoyed every moment! My heart swells with admiration each time I see the beauty of nature in the photos I took that day.
Niagara Falls, Canada
The Maid of the Mist at Niagara Falls, Canada
Photo taken at the Gardiner Museum in Toronto, Canada
So I missed the curves photo challenge by a day! I’m still posting my photo and keeping my fingers crossed that I don’t get a big red X next to my name for late submission! I took these photos at the Gardiner Museum in Toronto last summer. I have no information about this vase except that it must be well liked because it’s featured on two pages on the museum’s website. Why did I take a photo of this vase? It caught my eye. It’s a great piece of art.
I often wonder what fleeting thoughts went through the minds of those who perished in the World Trade Center attack on that fateful day on September 11, 2001. Last year, I visited the 911 Memorial and took this photo of the arrangement of their names in the American flag.
I chose to share this photo for this week’s photo challenge on the idea of “fleeting.
Their thoughts might have been fleeting, but they will be in our thoughts forever.
This flag is created from the names of those who perished in the 911 attack.
I knew it. I just knew exactly what photo I would contribute to this week’s photo challenge as soon as I read about it. However, when I dug into my digital file of photos, I began to hem and haw. Why post one, when I can post four photos.
I photographed this door sign in an apartment building for seniors.
I took this photo while riding the NY city subway.
In a NY train
I’m not so sure exactly where in NY I found this one.
In NY city
I was on a bus tour of NYC when I came across this one. It got me wondering if there was a “honk police” patrolling the area to catch those honkers. Was there video camera that caught the honking sound as well as the license’s plate?
In Manhattan, NY