#SoCS: A Chair of Bowlies, A Freak Accident, and A Lighter Load….


I know – that’s a mouthful.

This week’s prompt made me think of a pillow at the day care where I worked many years ago. “Life is just a chair of bowlies.” It had a picture of a chair with bowls of cherries embroidered on it, and I loved the wordplay and silliness of it.

My pit bull, Noli, and I had a difference of opinion on whether she should wrap her leash around a sapling in the backyard, and how to undo the action once she made her decision. She turned into 60 pounds of concrete NOPE, and I lost my balance and broke my fall with my face – on the snow-collapsed metal toolshed we need to take down, but which hasn’t been a priority in the nearly 5 years now since Jim died (it’s in a corner screened by trees, so not an eyesore, and we don’t need anything Jim stored there).

It could have been horrific, but mostly I whacked my cheekbone and jaw – and got a little gash across the bottom of my right nostril. Since the metal was a bit rusty and Jeremiah had the car at work, I asked him to come home as soon as his shift ended, and I got an emergency tetanus booster. I wasn’t sure when I’d last had one, but research showed you should have them every ten years, and pregnant women usually get them in the third trimester of every pregnancy. My youngest, Jayden, turned 18 this past summer so…

I’m going to keep this sweet if accident-causing girl, but the chair leg broke, and it’s no more a part of my life.


This put a bit of a damper on our decluttering efforts for our town-wide cleanup day, which only happens twice a year. We’ve got things we want to move forward, and some things needed to move out of our life to make space for these improvements in our living spaces. We already missed the spring date because that’s the week COVID finally followed Miah home from work, so I was really eager to make the most of this one ($5 to fill the back of the Forester and have things move out of our lives? Yes, please!). We got three loads (two essential from the house, and one more of outgrown childhood from the yard (toy box, tiny bikes, and the like).

Now we can move forward on the vision we have for a living room that’s embracing for the coming cold. And maybe Noli and I can come to an agreement about leashes and saplings. =)

I wish you all a chair of bowlies, whatever that looks like for you!


THIS POST IS MY ENTRY TO LINDA G. HILL’S STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS SATURDAY. CLICK THE LINK TO LEARN MORE AND SEE THE RULES.

CHECK OUT THIS WEEK’S HOP! THE PROMPT WAS “BOWL” – USED ANY WAY WE WISH.



3 comments

    • I’m fine, thanks! When I think of how bad it could have been, I feel very fortunate to just have a small wound, and to have been able to get a tetanus shot within a few hours, to forestall any nastiness that could have come from the rusted metal. It’s still a bit tender where my cheek impacted, but it’s so much more minor than it could have been.

      I won’t be taking Noli into that part of the yard again until we’ve gotten the shed removed.

      • Oh! Yes you were very lucky that it was no worse and to have the tetanus shot too. It’s not lucky to have a fall like that though it’s such a shock! Anyway let’s count your blessings and tell that Noli she needs to be calm ☺️☺️ yes! Like a dog would understand that bless!! Take care 💜💜💜!!

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