Friday Funnies

Time for my favorite Friday Funnies once again….. I hope y’all are getting a little chuckle out of these and hopefully I’ve not offended anyone. Nothing I post is ever meant to offend; I just find certain things humorous. I hope you will, too.

If you have a humorous meme you’d like for me to post, please send to castlefreak62 @ (no spaces), SUBJECT: Friday Funnies. I will post on Fridays! Thanks in advance for sharing!
































Throwback Thursday

The worst thing about living out in the country and one of my biggest fears is SPIDERS! I always look forward to Winter because the spiders hide out in some hole or crevice somewhere. That way I don’t see them. I don’t have to check my shoes or sweaters for spiders. I’m not constantly on the look-out for them, and I don’t have to check every little tickle I feel….

Here’s an old post from 2008 about those nasty little 8-legged freaks! Thanks for reading and please be sure to comment! I’d love to hear from you.

10 Spiders

Blowing In The Wind

Here’s it is, nearly Spring with Winter at our backside. I was so looking forward to this month and next, however, today was a sharp reminder of what the weather is like for us here in early Spring.

The wind is blowing violently today. Our lawn chairs will end up in our neighbor’s yard by day’s end. Our neighbor is 1/4 mile away! There are several branches down and laying in the yard. I worry about our roof, as this house is very old and the roof not in great condition. It wouldn’t surprise me if the whole roof blew off! The furniture (cat and human) in the catio has been tossed all over, and a board (used as a rain shield) has come unattached. That made a horrendous noise as my furbabies were having their dinner and they all scattered like a 747 was about to crash on our house! It took me 15 minutes to get them all back into the kitchen to finish eating.


                                          Image Copyright Being Aunt Debbie


I just glanced out the window, sitting here at my computer and lo and behold there are snowflakes falling! Whodathunkit? That wind is bitter cold so I’m not too surprised….but now the snowflakes are gone! Go figure. But there’s a saying here in Missouri: If you don’t like the weather, just wait a few minutes! (Hate to tell them, the wind has been blowing longer than 5 minutes!)


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                                                          Image Copyright Being Aunt Debbie


I’m still looking forward Spring, although March and April are usually very wet and windy here in SW Missouri. I have seen a few new blooms on trees and heard the birds chirping early in the mornings. The first woodpecker of the season woke me up the other morning. The robins are running amuck all over the yard as I type this, pulling whatever worms they can find out of the soft ground. Most of the trees are brown and bare (except the evergreens, of course) and it’s really not a pretty sight. That will soon change as Spring and summer gets a grip on things. I’m hoping for a “not-so-freaking-hot” summer this year…… Wishful thinking, I know.



Hope, In Times of Darkness

Some time ago, I had gone through something that nearly pushed me over the edge. It was something that I never expected, nor had any idea how to deal with. Someone very close to my heart made some bad decisions and threw her own life into a chaotic whirlpool, at the same time turning my life upside down. This post is not about that person or the events that took place but rather the effect it had on me and my own life.

I had never in my life been so depressed. Not many people knew, just family and very close friends. I couldn’t talk about it without crying. I couldn’t go anywhere without crying. I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t focus. I wasn’t able to sleep. I couldn’t eat. I was up at 5am every morning and didn’t go to bed until 1am. I was in a daze. I was barely living, just going through the motions. I felt dead inside. I felt lost. I felt shame and guilt, and I couldn’t pull myself out of this deep abyss I had been thrown into. I wasn’t suicidal, but I remember thinking it wouldn’t be a bad thing if I just fell over dead.

Now, don’t get me wrong. The events that took place had absolutely nothing to do with me, but when bad things happen to someone you love dearly, it will do things to you that you never thought possible. It didn’t help that “certain people” insinuated that I did something wrong. I was treated as if I did do something wrong. It wasn’t my fault. I didn’t do anything wrong. It was not my actions that caused the events.

I carried guilt and shame for a few years. I was depressed and saw no end in sight. I had never even considered seeing a therapist. I mean, that’s what family and friends are for right? You have a problem, you talk it out with someone you know and trust. Right? Well, when I was referred to a specific therapist, I thought, “How am I suppose to talk to someone I don’t even know, about these things?” Also, “How can I trust a total stranger with my innermost, deepest feelings?” I knew I had to do something so I made the appointment.

Never in a million years did I think I would be seeing a therapist! I cannot tell you how much it helped me to talk to someone unbiased, someone who was not there to judge or tell me how to feel. It was a slow process. It took an entire year to get in a better place. I saw light, after a long time of being in such a dark place!

My therapist helped me realize that the events that took place were not my fault. My head knew this, but my heart didn’t. She helped me to understand that the shame I carried was not mine to carry. I didn’t do anything wrong and now I could stand tall in my words with “certain people” who insinuated otherwise. My therapist gave me the tools I needed to set boundaries, and walk my own truth. She pretty much gave me the strength to go public with my blog not too long ago. I still see my therapist at least once a month. I used to see her weekly, but she still helps me and I don’t see an end to my visits with her anytime soon.

I guess my point in writing this is just to let others know that there IS light at the end of the tunnel. If you’re depressed, please reach out for help. I know that’s hard as hell, but others may not reach out to you. They may want to help but may not know how or even what to say. They may keep their distance because it’s uncomfortable for them. People just don’t know what to do to help. If you have the opportunity, see a therapist. If you don’t feel comfortable with one then find another. If you can’t do that, then find someone who will listen, not judge, and try to help you find a solution. Please, please, please do whatever you can to help yourself. YOU are important!

There’s hope in times of darkness. You just may have to look a little harder to find it. Just please look and keep looking until you find it.