I’m with Cap – as Seen on Twitter

@ChrisEvans – “Dear All Technology, Remember the 90’s when you just WORKED??? I don’t need a ‘smart’ feature on my TV, thermostat, lights, music, refrigerator, security cameras, and f-ing car. You’re a major pain in all of our asses. You’re not worth it. Signed, Everyone”

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Notification on Smart Thermostat

Last Friday I walked by the thermostat and saw this, snapped a photo to send Shawn as a reminder to put on his weekend to-do list. This was the first time the thermostat gave us this notification. In the summer, when it’s hot and the system is running all the time, I keep track to change out the filter every other month. I had no idea our new thermostat was this smart. But as my readers know, I’ll find a way to make a haiku from the mundane. So when the #haikuchallenge word was snap –

New message pops up
smart thermostat instructs us
snap in new filter

So Shawn changed out the filter on Saturday and then yesterday I turned off the system to open windows to let the glorious sun and warmth in – highs in the 70s 😀 I’m a happy desert tortoise again.

Climb out of cold snap
Cannot wait for seventies
Hope for tomorrow

Sun shining again
Current high temperature
70 degrees

I turn it off, walk over and open windows and as I walk past the thermostat again, I notice another yellow notification. Huh? Shawn replaced the filter so I stop and read, Control Board Replaced. What the hell does that mean? I google it and only come up with when thermostat “control board” loses power. No, my thermostat is on and working. Hmm… so I set up an appointment with the HVAC tech. Turned the system back on last night as I knew the heat would kick on over night. After Gretchen left for school, turned it off, thinking the notification would pop back up for the tech to see. It didn’t, but when he arrived and clicked to view previous notifications the entire screen went blank. When it rebooted up popped, Control Board Replaced. Yep that’s not right. So he went up into the attic and changed some wiring. Came back down and messed around with the controls to see if it would blank out again, everything was good so it appears to be fixed.

No offense to the HVAC techs because they have all been pleasant and did their job well, but we had an old AC unit and stone age thermostat for 18 years and NEVER once had an issue. This new system is driving me crazy – First 110 Degree Day after the first visit, another tech had to come out and reboot the AC and he told me there was a circuit board recall so a third tech came out to replace the circuit board before we left for Buffalo at the end of June. I’m just getting a little tired of having to call out techs to maintain the new “smart” system.

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Broken #Haiku Record

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Snow in the desert
Need to manage staying warm
Plenty of pea soup

Hard to manage pain
Desert heat evaporates
Cold seeps down to bone

Shivering inside
Temperatures still frosty
Blood may never warm

Cold blooded tortoise
Hiding away in his home
Thinks hell froze over

 

So far so good on the poetry front of 2019. As you can see, I’m a little bit of a broken record right now, obsessing about the weather. Yesterday Phoenix was colder than Anchorage – ALASKA! I moved away from Buffalo, NY because I did not enjoy dealing with the snow AND cold. This year it will be 20 years since we left it all behind. Mother Nature really had no need to remind me what I’m missing; I still do NOT miss it. Yesterday the #haikuchallenge word was manage and today it is blood.

There was rain on the 31st and some areas of desert saw snow, but the majority of the cacti in snow didn’t get posted until yesterday. Our tortoise did not venture out of his home at all yesterday and may be hunkering down all day again. I don’t blame him; I enjoyed the batch of pea soup New Year’s Eve night, again on the 1st and again yesterday. Still as my one poem states – I’m not sure my blood will ever warm again. Thanks for reading my rant about freezing in the desert. I hope everyone is keeping warm and having a productive 2019.

#PoetBlogRevival Part 2

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March also happens to be Cerebral Palsy awareness month and through the #PoetBlogRevival, I met Bekah Steimel, who was interviewing poets about their work as part of her blog. My interview appeared in March so I shared my poem Escape with her readers. And this brings us to April, National Poetry Month or better known to my readers as #NaPoWriMo where I insanely write a poem a day from the prompts at napowrimo.net

In 2017 I also got a job as a remote reader, grading the essays on standardized tests and I returned to this work in 2018, making April even more insane. Near the beginning of the month my poem. Pedernal, was published on ekphrastic.net. It was written back in 2011 when Shawn and I visited Ghost Ranch in New Mexico as part of our 15th anniversary trip. For anyone discouraged by rejections I can tell you your poetry will find a home somewhere. I actually got a rejection a couple weeks ago the same day I made the submission; and the editor said they send out quick replies so you can find the proper fit for your poetry. I know it’s meant to soften the blow of the rejection, but less than a day! Oh well, the poem went back in the queue.

Also in April, Patricia had a breakfast themed haiku podcast and despite the insanity of the month, I made a contribution. She also include a piece from my evil twin. Then we entered May and remote reading wound down for another year along with the school year. Rachael had a birthday – TWENTY; no longer a teenager and someone shared a quote by Sylvia Plath I found rather apropos. In July Patricia’s podcast focused on women; so you know me, one Sylvia Plath quote turned into haiku. The day the podcast was posted, I made my children listen to it while we were eating dinner. Hey, your mother’s a poet and you’re going to learn to like it.

AHHH… August the start of a brand new school year. Gretchen is now a senior in high school! How did that happen? It also happened to be the month I started not feeling well. One issue being the Cerebral Palsy, doing everything with one hand is catching up to me. My left arm/shoulder decided to spasm on me. I’m used to spasms on my right side due to the CP, but the left?! Come on I need that hand to work. A trip to the ER and explaining where the pain was located, the doctor swept his arm back and forth, Do you do this motion very often? Hmmm… let me think, yeah vacuuming,sweeping, mopping; chores I do everyday! So it was off to a physical therapist to learn exercises for my left hand. Ok that was new and different; I’ve only been to PT for CP related exercises.

At the end of the month three of my poems appeared in the summer issue of Unstrung. Then September, October and November were filled with doctor appointments I could have done without. I did not keep up with weekly blog posts for the poet blog revival 😦 But tomorrow begins a brand new year filled with new possibilities. And on a positive note, I do like my poetry short. It isn’t a huge strain to type out one-handed. Today’s #haikuchallenge word is place. And tying part 2 into part 1, I bring you another poem about the cold weather.

Freezing desert temps
Someone turn the sun back on
This place is too cold

My WTForecast app told me it was 31 this morning. Fortunately we had a bone-in ham for Christmas and split peas were set to soaking last night. I am off to make the split pea soup to keep us warm on the last day of 2018. Happy New Year!

#PoetBlogRevival

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#PoetBlogRevival 2019

At the beginning of 2018, a bunch of poets came together and decided it would be great to blog at least once a week about poetry, life, writing acceptances and rejections. The previous year my poetry writing hit a slump so I thought this would be a great way to revive it. For most of the past year, my poetry moved ahead well. Since the start of 2018, AZ Matsuri Ebook I had a haiku chosen as honorable mention and published in the ebook (FYI to AZ haiku writers 2019 contest is now open). Another haiku of mine appeared on the pure haiku website in February as well.

If you click on the link above and notice the post’s title, I want my heat back; the end of 2018 is no different than its beginning. The last weekend of the year we have had freeze warnings and with the possibility of rain in the forecast on the 31st, if it starts early enough it may deliver SNOW! So today I had fun with the #haikuchallenge word – sense and the forecast.

Phoenix may get snow
Precipitation likely
Forecast makes no sense

Temperatures plunge
Makes sense to stay warm in bed
Do not mention snow

Continuing through 2018, Patricia over at Poetry Pea included several of my haiku in her haiku podcast, beginning in March where I talk about snow in the desert. Yes, dear readers on rare occasions snow has been seen in my hot desert. Shawn just came home with groceries and tonight’s dinner, so my #PoetBlogRevival 2018 review will have to be continued later. Thanks for reading and joining me on this strange trip through life with poetry.

Pickle Gift #Haiku Fun

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Pickle gift and ASU mug

Expect to be teased
What do you Meme, Fear the fork
Perfect Christmas gift

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#WhatDoYouMeme Playing Card

Annoy your sister
Make her cry, Leave me alone
Challenge accepted

Happy Boxing Day! How many people have a pickle ornament on their tree? This year Santa left #WhatDoYouMeme as the pickle gift. And as we were playing the game Christmas morning, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to tease the evil twin again. 😉 Then I picked up the perfect card – I did get to play it one round and won.

And then I was able to work both photos into haiku for the #haikuchallenge. Yesterday’s word was expect and today’s was challenge. On I go annoying my sister. #Fearthefork

Winter Solstice

 

Sunrise too early
Take photos of sun setting
Nice end to the day

Yes, I am still taking photos of the evening sunset. The evil twin has complained I do not take any sunrise photos. Well Gretchen took the sunrise picture when she arrived at school this morning for her last day before winter break. Meanwhile, I was still in bed and Shawn brought me coffee this morning. ❤ I took my own “sunrise” photo as it was a lovely view from bed (I told Katryn my window faces Southwest and doesn’t have a view of the sunrise), but this morning’s view was also a good opportunity to tease my sister. As my coffee mug was placed down by a righty and offered the opposite side of my ASU Mom mug.

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Teasing my sister
Remember to fear the fork
There’s no end in sight

Of course this is not the first time I have mentioned forks in poetry. I do have to remind the twin how she “took a fork to the foot” every once in a while. 😉

Cold December Days

Cold being relative but highs in the 60s is cold to me – though we have gotten into the low 70s on some days. It’s been slow moving most mornings. We had a nice Thanksgiving. Shawn’s Aunt and Uncle were in town and so was one of his cousins and his family; so our long weekend was spent hanging out with family. I started taking pictures of the sunset from by bedroom window. Our bedroom is in the front of the house and the window faces southwest which is perfect for sunset pictures.

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Attempt to capture
view of deluxe sunsets I
see every day.

Colleen’s weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry challenge N0.114

12/11/18: Try & Life

I also used today’s #haikuchallenge word – deluxe

 

Young couple engaged
waiting for better option
grow old together

The first picture of Shawn and me was taken in April of 1992 after we got engaged and the picture next to it is us on Thanksgiving this year. The haiku is the weirdness that follows after watching The Lobster over the weekend. Sunday’s #haikuchallenge word was option which I feel could work as a synonym for try and the combination of young and old works for life, right?

Halloween Haiku

Happy Halloween! Last weekend, we went to the Enchanted Pumpkin Garden in Carefree, AZ. Gretchen wanted to visit a real pumpkin patch, and Shawn saw a blurb about the festival in Carefree. We kinda thought it would be more of a pumpkin patch than it was; it was also very crowded. They had a cool old west village inhabited by jack-o-lanterns and live music, food and fun merchandise, but no place to buy pumpkins.

On Sunday Rachael, Gretchen and I went to Wal-mart; we needed to get the weekly shopping done and the past few years it is where we picked up our pumpkins. Well there were none to be seen there either, so I sent a text to Shawn to make a trip over to Sprouts for our carving pumpkins. His trip was a success!

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Mom’s and Gretchen’s (cat on bottom) jack-o-lanterns

Carve jack-o-lanterns
Halloween is tomorrow
Never give mom a knife

But by the time we all got home Sunday night and cooked dinner, we were too tired to carve. Gretchen and I worked on our pumpkins Monday night. Gretchen was a little uncomfortable with the sharp knife Mom handed her and had me cut the top off the pumpkin. She backs away pretty far whenever I have hold of a sharp knife. But once I got the pumpkin open for her, she gutted it and while I was busy working on mine apparently she lost her fear of sharp knives or figured Mom wasn’t good at detail carving, because she cut out the outline she drew on her pumpkin without any issues.

 

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Rachael and Mom at Carefree pumpkin festival

Pumpkin festival
Fun night of mischief making
Famous duo framed

 

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Shawn at Carefree Pumpkin Festival photo effects Facebook

Infamous prankster
Enchanted pumpkin garden
Famous Shawn Hosking

Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday #101

 

In Need of a Kickstart

Good morning! Over the weekend I had my poetry journal out trying to write poetry. Nothing happened – my thoughts are all jumbled and neither words nor syllable count wanted to cooperate.

Thoughts a jumbled mess
still rusty from long absence
where shall I begin?

I guess it’s a start. I managed the first two lines on the weekend; the last line finally worked out as I’m typing this blog post. I am also catching up on housework too many things have piled up with me not feeling well. I am thankful autumn is almost here; though you would not know it by the temperatures in Phoenix. The highs are still well over 100! I love the fall. Shawn and I will be celebrating our 22nd wedding anniversary and then November marks another birthday for me.

Check out episode 43 of the Haiku Chronicle – rain seems to be a common theme this week. Since I wrote my contribution near the beginning of August, I still had monsoon season on my mind. And now nearing mid September, the desert is returning to its dry heat. Humidity and I do not get along very well. I am sitting in my air conditioned home still trying to write and waiting for monsoon season to come to a close.

Summer will end soon
vision to write poetry
is not going well

The #haikuchallenge word today is vision, fitting right in with #synonymsonly for Colleen’s poetry challenge.

 

August Almost Over

Last day of August
Prime time to get off my butt
Not feeling well sucks

 

Long time and nothing new from me. Sorry to all my followers, but I’ve been under the weather most of this month and everyone else in the family has been busy with school and work. And as it was the start of the school year, it also meant Mom got homework, too. Gretchen’s final walk through registration went well. Then we had all the start of the school year syllabuses to sign and there was the online health class to register for and it got off to a good start this past Monday.

Earlier this month, I had a few poems published in Unstrung Magazine.

Poetry vibrates
across bridge supporting strings
Unstrung magazine

Today’s #haikuchallenge word is prime. The one above was written a couple weeks ago for the #haikuchallenge on twitter and to share the link to the magazine. I haven’t even been keeping up with the daily words. Hopefully now that I’m on the mend and with the start of a new month tomorrow, I can start daily poetry writing again.