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It was a Dark and Balmy Night

Okay, dark, but not so balmy pic!

It is Sunday evening (8/4).  Actually, it is now Monday morning, but I wanted to write this post before I forgot all that happened.  Today was an interesting day. My friend, Autumn,  and I usually go to the movies and eat out and talk.  The times are fun and we like them.  She couldn’t go yesterday and I had promised to go to a MeetUp for Euchre at 6pm in a nearby area.  I invited her to go and she was all for it.

I told her I would meet her at our usual movie place.  It wasn’t very far from where we were going and we could ride together.  Read that as we would both get there and not spend all evening trying to figure out how I gave the wrong directions.  See, I was relying on my GPS.  It had gotten me there twice in the dark, but this was light and we were coming in from a different direction.

Anyway, I left at 4:50 to meet her at 5:30.  I got on the interstate and was nearly run off the road by a truck deal hauling 3 new campers.  Traffic was bad but he passed me and I was doing 70mph and he was in a truck/trailer.  He goes by and I continue on.  The guy behind me is very unhappy that I am doing the speed limit.  He doesn’t even seem to care that there are cars in front of me in both lanes.

Suddenly, the car in front of me brakes.  I stop, the guy behind stops with some anger.  Traffic on the Interstate is now averaging about 3-5mph and I am 9.5 miles away.  That’s almost 3 hours at that rate!  I figure the idiot in the trailer wrecked.  However, we pass him a few minutes later as he is in the other lane.  I am certain he was pleased at his progress just as was the guy behind me who is now, of course, in front of me because he shot around me 30 seconds before we all got stopped.  I did get a small “serves you right” in my head at the time.

Now, that we are stopped, I let Autumn know I am stopped, am late, and will get off at the next intersection (nearly 2 miles away).  This takes about 20 minutes.  The car in front of me has decided to weave back and forth between the lane and the emergency lane.  At about 1.5 miles away from the exit, he shoots down the emergency lane (illegal, of course).  The car in front of him did the same, but only about 1/2 mile back.  I turned off this exit only to find that the direction I needed to head in has traffic backed up about 1/4 mile.  I go the other way.  I drive about 1-2 miles, then turn my GPS back on.  It tells me to head to St Rd 37 and tells me I am on 141st Street.

I get to 37 and turn South and stop at the first strip mall.  Here I call Autumn and we decide she will meet me there as traffic her way is good and we will be closer to where we are heading.   After she hangs up, I change my GPS to head to our destination.  The arrow shows us about 3 blocks from there!

We go to the Euchre group at the bowling alley bar and there is 1 person!  She says she is the only 1 coming except for us.  I am thinking that we need to leave (I had a lot of thoughts right then, actually), but Laurie, the woman, calls her other friend in the group who comes over and the 4 of us play a few games and talk for awhile.  It was fun.

Autumn and I leave about 9:20 and decide we both need to eat.  We drive to an IHOP, have a wonderful meal, talk awhile, and I get back to my car just about 11:15pm.  Autumn heads home and I do the same.

Ours isn’t pink…how very…um…strange.

I have some problems seeing well in the dark, but nothing big as the night was clear and traffic wasn’t bad.  I decide to stop at WalMart for some groceries before going home, so I don’t have to go back out on Monday.  I get out and this woman tells me she couldn’t get in the doors.  I go up and there are 3 guys doing some construction work; gee!  Think she could have mentioned that!  I get one guy’s attention to see if the other doors (way at the other end) are open.  He opens the door and lets me in.  I thank him, get halfway down the first isle and realize two things:  First, I will have to leave out the other doors and walk back to my car.  Second, I don’t have a cart – they are at the other end of the store or in the construction zone.

The store is being remodeled and there are carts full of paper, boxes, and items everywhere.  Normally, I find empty carts in my way, but not tonight.  I finally find one and ask the ladies who seem to be working if I can take it.  They said it wasn’t theirs, so I grab it and put the few things I had collected inside.  Then I realize these women had on the store colors but are shoppers!  The guy behind me is the one who is using this cart!  I apologize to him and he, being very good, tells me to keep it and he will get another.  I thank him.

I get my items and walk to the other end of the store where the one line is open.  They are redoing the registers at my normal end of the store, making most of them self-checkouts.  Those, of course, are closed for the night.  I wait my turn, then walk outside, and head to my car.

It was, indeed, a dark and balmy night!

Namaste,

Scott

The Story of Me – 2012

Loved this Picture!

I wasn’t going to send this out to my blog friends as you have been with me the whole time, but I did realize that many haven’t been, so, for my recent followers (I wish you were Legion 🙂 ) I sent this letter out to my family and friends via email, so I will share it with you.  To those who know all of what is in the letter below, thanks, you are a part of me – I love you all.

Sincerely,Scott

PS – if you have any questions or need elaboration on anything, don’t hesitate to ask.  You all should know I am, mostly, an open book, ready to be read or referenced.

To:  All My Friends, Relatives, Loved Ones, and Any Others the Previous Doesn’t Cover

Date: December 14, 2012

Good Day,

It seems to me that I have been writing all year, but the fact remains that I haven’t put together anything that concisely tells what this year has been like for me.  To say that it has been long doesn’t do it justice; what it has been is eventful.

Over Christmas of last year, I began getting a bit concerned about various differences in the way I acted and felt.  There were more pains in some areas, less in others; there were just plain out differences in the way I felt.  In January 2012, I was still a part of the New Castle School Corporation teaching 6th-12th grader in Special Ed at the Alternative School.  This came to a grinding halt in late February.  I had to give in to the pain, the inability to remain fully focused, the fact that my fatigue level was going downhill.  That was one of the most difficult decisions to make.  I had wanted to teach since 7th grade and had just signed my 6th contract.  At long last I was doing what I wanted to do and what I thought God wanted me to do.  It was not the first time I have learned that God always has tremendous things in mind for you, no matter where you are, how you are, or what you think.

I decided to dig in and begin my writing in earnest.  Actually, it was in my house, but in earnest sounds so much better!  I found that for my attention span, ability, and the market, short horror fiction worked best for me.  I have, to date, sold 3 stories.  I know they were supposed to be in print by end of October, but I have found that in the writing market deadlines change a lot.  I have been told again that between the 1st of January and the end of February all three stories should see print.  The contract gives them quite a bit of time to do this, so I am not worried or concerned.  It all works out in the end.

I also, began writing daily in my blog, Kindredspirit23 on WordPress.com.  That small (laugh) undertaking began taking over my world.  It was a good thing.  I made friends, learned how to write better, and started making a name for myself in the world of the Internet.  I can now find myself on Google if I try hard enough.

The blog has been in nearly constant growth since the big start in February 2012.  I have gone from trying to hope I get 10 people to look at my posts every day to expecting at least 50.  My biggest day was 150 and it has moved off the statistics block so I am not even certain exactly what that was! Lol I do know that, as of now, 8:45PM, I have had a total of 11,145 visitors to my blog, comments is very near 3,000, and a grand total of 325 followers (not counting Facebook).  I have had at least one person from each of 103 countries view one of my blogs.  It now takes up several hours a day of my time.  I love it dearly.  I have made countless friends through the writings and have come to care for many of them as dear friends.  I do not know the exact number of blogs I am following right now (that means I get emails telling me when they write something new), but it is enough that I am nearly always behind in my readings.  I know it is way over 50.

On November 9, 2012, my daughter, Aarika became Mrs. Aarika White, when she married Josh White.  They live in Noblesville and I do get to see her on a decently reoccurring basis.  She obtained her Doctorate in Psychology this year, so is actually Dr. White.  She was Dr. Vannatter for a little bit, so I am okay J  I wrote a poem about their marriage and love: https://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2012/11/08/from-the-perspective-of-the-father-of-the-bride/

Aaron, my son, still lives and works in Portland, Oregon.  My understanding is that he is a software developer for Websites.  I think my knowledge of computers is falling quickly behind.  I will stick with my writing.

I am working now with a Reflexologist as well as my Family Doctor and a Psychological Stroke Counselor.  I seem to be doing well for someone who died and then decided (with some help) to stick around.  My current problems are several.  I do still have double vision; My fatigue level comes quickly; my left hip is in horrible pain most of the time; I do have some neuropathy in my feet; I am a type-2 diabetic (on meds, no shots); and my memory is good, but not perfect.  The memory problems have made it difficult for me to plan ahead well.  My eye and coordination difficulties make life, um, interesting.  Ie:  I drop and knock over a lot of things.  I do use a cane to walk most of the time.

I do sell books, tapes, and CDs on Amazon – the vast majority of the sales are for the Middletown Public Library.  It is charity work that I really enjoy doing and it does seem to make a difference.

My driving has improved.  I do now drive at night.  I prefer it be clear.  My purchase of a GPS has helped so much in allowing me to expand where I drive.  So far, Aarika’s wedding (Plainfield) has been the farthest I have driven away from home, but I do intend to expand that in the spring.

I have joined a group called Meetup (www.meetup.com) who have different groups who go to different places all the time for various activities.  I have a card gathering at my home, go to eat out, do watch some movies, and, in general, keep busy and have fun.  At home, I play Words with Friends on Facebook, watch movies, work on the computer, and tolerate my cat, Tamika (she tolerates me as well).  I do have someone who comes to the house once a week and cleans for me.

I think I have rambled enough.  This was to catch you up on me, so I didn’t go into details about the rest of the family.  Here are the best ways to keep up with me:

https://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com – my blog, I write daily.  Comment/Follow

bookman23@comcast.net – My main email.  Drop me a note.  I will try hard to respond.

Thank you all.  You are each part of the reason I am succeeding in life.  I love having all of you in mine, so I need to stick around.

God Bless,

Scott

Angels, Never Demons

This picture is one of my favorites. It was “borrowed” from Wanda Copier’s Post here on WordPress. Click on the picture to see the post.  Wanda tells me the original rights came from another post: vivificat1.blogspot.com

I just finished a wonderful post by “Blessed with a Star on the Forehead”.  It is here: Post on Angels <-.  This post reiterates my belief (faith, truths, etc…) that angels are everywhere and that all things work together for good in the end.  Her post gives you and excellent example of how, if you watch, you may be able to pick up on how it all fits together.

A recent example from my life:  I have been praying to God to meet someone wonderful.  To that end, I have (as many of you know) been searching dating sites in vain and half losing my mind over the mess that people are and make with their lives.  When I was at my daughter’s wedding, my son and I decided to go to the movies and watch “Skyfall”.  The timing was off and we didn’t go there.  I was a little disappointed, only because I wanted to see the film and knew that I, probably, would not go now.

Enter meetup.com, a site where people just get together and do things.  I did not really want to drive to Indianapolis to simply watch a movie, but in this case, the group was small, one was really cute, and they were going to see “Skyfall”.  So I decided to go.

The cute woman who attended was Tamara, who, as it turns out, nearly did not go herself for various reasons.  However, we both went, met, and are really enjoying dating.  I have simply trusted in God to show me what I need to do and know in this instance and to follow as best I can knowing it will all work out.

There really are angels out there.  Some of them work in the film business so that shows are scheduled to be the best advantage for people to meet. Some work as site designers to create places like meetup.com.  It’s all amazing.  The idea that it takes a village to raise, anyone, should be viewed as a truth.  We do truly need each other and when we see that, our whole world will change.

Don’t worry, be happy.  Why not?  It’s so much easier with God in control and you can simply let go and ride the wave.

Namaste,

Scott

The Future has to begin Somewhere

I wrote a post last week about going to a group who met through http://www.meetup.com
We, the three of us, went to see “Skyfall”, the new Bond thriller. As I said then, I enjoyed the movie.

From that experience, I received an email from one of the two ladies who attended with me. Tamara told me that she had decided to try blogging, as I had been so excited about it after the movie. She also read a lot of my posts, liked the person she could see in the writing, and posed some interest to meet again.

After a couple of emails, we decided to meet last Tuesday evening at the Cracker Barrel restaurant about ½ way between her work and my home for supper. I spent the day happy and trying to get everything done.

It was my reflexology date (which went well) and my cleaning person came to work on the house. All was finished up before 4pm and I began to get ready. I left the house with a little over 45 minutes to make the trip (decent time) and, again, looked for traffic on the other side of the way.

AGAIN, within 4 miles of the restaurant and on time, traffic stopped. This time, I found out later, the problem was what passed for “normal” evening work traffic on this 4-6 miles stretch of Interstate as you came into Indianapolis. Traffic was slow enough that I could stop and text a couple of words, telling Tamara I would be in “traffic 20min” and later “116th street” – about 2 miles.

I arrived about 15 minutes late and we met. She had been amazed as her phone was down to 8% but managed to pick up my texts and let her send hers back. We had a wonderful meal (she showed me she had read my posts by knowing what I wanted to eat). We talked for several hours and found we had a lot in common and enjoyed each other’s company very much. We made plans to go out again soon and parted company about 9pm.

I started home. When I got to the turn for the entrance ramp at I69 and 96th street heading North, the car in front of me put on his backup lights. I pulled more to the right side of the lane. Then the car on the ramp began backing up. I was so busy watching the two cars, the cars behind me, and the cars getting ready to pull in from the other direction, that I saw an opportunity to get out of the mess and go around the cars and took it. That’s when I looked up and saw that the reason for all the commotion was that all 4 lanes of traffic were at an almost standstill.

I managed to put out into traffic (the cars / trucks certainly didn’t want to give way – how rude) and get across the other two lanes so that I was in the lane to head on down the Interstate after the 116th street exit (very bad traffic most of the time). I could not figure out exactly what was going on besides it being Indy and things were messed up from construction. Then a police car and a tow truck went down the emergency lane. Now, I knew there had been a wreck ahead. What I didn’t know until 30 minutes later (it took 32 minutes to go the first mile of the two miles of backed up traffic) was that the wreck was in the lane I had worked so hard to get into!

Since traffic was stopped, I sent Tamara a message to let her know what had happened, then managed, at long last, to get past the mess up and head on to home. I decided to stop in Anderson at Wal-Mart for groceries so I didn’t have to go back out the next day and get them.

While I was shopping, I began to get a little dizzy. I knew that meant that I had not eaten correctly. I remembered not eating my bread and jelly at supper. Normally, that wouldn’t be a real problem, but since I took my meds as normal and have been on a supplement that is helping my sugar, it dropped too low. By the halfway mark on groceries, I was in a cold sweat and dizzy. That is not a good sign; it means eat NOW.

I decided that with all that goes on in Wal-Mart anymore, I could take care of the problem, so I opened a package of candy (hush!) and ate a couple of the small pieces. I ended up having to do this several times before getting done and heading home. I did some math in my head and realized that my sugar had, most likely, dropped to about 60 (80 is normal for me in the morning, 115 throughout day), so it wasn’t a surprise then.

I took care of the problem and went to bed. What I have to say is that, even with all the problems and the situations, I enjoyed the time spent so much that I would not have traded it. I trust in God, so I know that there are special times ahead. Time will tell what they are.

Namaste,
Scott

A Short Story and the Telling of a Tale

Alice looked tired and worn-out. Her humor was a bit droll.
“I suppose,” she asked the queen, “it’s to be ‘off with her head?’”
“Oh, no, my dear,” she said, “that would be my sister.” She turned to the guards.
“Beat her to death.” From her side, came another voice, “Bury her just before,” said the Queen of Spades.
A few moments later, Alice found herself running through the forest, the guards in hot pursuit. She looked at yet another sister, this one running right along beside her.
“Why?”
“They are a girl’s best friend, right?” They ran faster, smiling.

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The telling of a tale will be a shortened version of my evening last night (Saturday). I recently was introduced to a group (website) called “Meetup.com”. It’s not particularly a dating site. It is a fairly national (my son in Oregon told me about it) site that simply promotes “meetups” or gatherings / groups put together by various people then known as “members”.

They put out an invite on the site. The site will do searches and, based on your location and interests send you a list of possible meetups. The one I decided on was a movie meetup at Castleton AMC to see “Skyfall” on Saturday evening at 6:45pm.

I checked the list and there would be 4 of us. It was movie then a bite to eat and talk afterwards. I left, ate supper before, and hopped on the interstate. I was watching the other direction, as there has been horrible construction and hours of waiting over there. I saw no problems and decided the trip home would be nice and much quicker. I could take the interstate!

When I returned my gaze forward I had to put on my brakes. The traffic was at a standstill and I could not see the end of it. Of course! I finally saw the flashing light, but when I got there, they were gone. I never did know what caused the over 20 minute delay. According to the GPS, I would arrive at 6:31 (one minute late if nothing else happened).

Castleton is a nightmare shopping mall anytime, but on a Saturday night the weekend before Thanksgiving? I should have stayed home. I found the theater, took nearly 10 minutes to park and walk (hobble slightly) to the entrance. The line was fairly long, but someone got my attention and told me they were waiting for the group leader. As it turned out, I arrived about 1 minute before she did and I was just in time for us to walk in and sit. I had done my prayer about that, turning it over to God and just not worrying anymore. Always works out.

The movie was good (I would recommend it) and we went to a little Asian stir-fry restaurant after for some good talk and pretty decent food. Only three of us actually connected. I say connected, but the other two were tired and I know that the group leader wanted more people.  We did spend some time talking.  Nice people.

Regardless, I decided to have fun, talk, and enjoy being out. After all, I was driving home in the dark, about 35 miles, and on the interstate. All went well. The trip home was uneventful. The site is a good one. If you just need to get out, meet people, and enjoy yourself with little investment outside of some time and your own money, I would say check it out.

They have several writing groups going, a theater group, a “nerds” dating group, and quite a few other interests from the ones I chose. I would like something closer and am thinking about starting a group here for Anderson and the surrounding area. We will see.

As Zoe says in Buckwheatsrisk: “There is hope.”


Namaste,
Scott

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