J-Dub’s Review of Little Black Lies by Sarah Bolton 

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This fictional story is a nice departure from the heart wrenching true life dramas I have been favoring lately.  Still the theme is gritty and dark … human psyche stuff.  Just what are we humans capable of?  

As always, no spoilers here.  The story unfolds everything in the jacket description sans the person that done it.  From the beginning there is no guesswork.  Or so one believes.  Makes me question for the millionth time if we ever really know anyone. Rhetorical but no.  I don’t even know what I’m capable of myself. 

The same events which occurred over a five day period from October 31 to November 4, 1994 are repeated in three parts from the point of view of the main characters Catrin, Callum and Rachel.  Set to the backdrop of the Falkland Islands during a solar eclipse no less.  Coincidentally in real life we’ll have a solar eclipse tomorrow 8/21/17. 

Good character development and nice pace makes this mystery an easy read.  You’re engaged and guessing until the very end.  And then just when you think you’ve got it, you’re stunned. 

I rate this 4.92 stars ✨ out of 5.  Definitely a recommended read.  This book is my local branch library’s August book club selection.   I plan to attend and I’m excited about participating 😊 

As always more to come. 



Go on.  Ask me.  What is PWAT?

Well that’d be Painting With A Twist

Today’s feature for 18 and over was Abstract Forest.

I think I liked my painting better before I put on the leaves.  Still had fun!  My second favorite F-word.  And we’ll definitely be back.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS For August 19, 2017 – Dog Days Of Summer


Happy Saturday y’all.  I’m coming to you live from my tiny microcosm of the world which is a pinpoint on the map known as China Grove Texas.  Time once again for Stream of Consciouness Saturday #SoCS which is facilitated by the author extraordinaire Linda G. Hill over at Life in Progress.  Here are the rules and pingback.  

Let the games begin.

Today’s prompt is pant

Pant, pant, pant

Think, think, think

Noun: Pant, pantaloons, panties (oh my) not going there


Verb: as in heavy breathing, perve (oh my ) not going there either

Hmmmm.  I need a onomatapoeia (weird what come to mind when your brain is wandering around trying to form some semblance of a post)

I know!  Hah-hah-hah  sort of sounds like panting.  When I make that sound Hah-hah-hah, I think of Buddy and Spot – best doggies ever. Cue cuteness alert! Awwwww


We’ve had some of the hottest days of the year this month.  My boys are outside dogs.  They have a really sweet set up.  I joking say they have a better porch on their house than I do on mine.  B built the house from scratch with loving hands.  The are in a shaded yard too with plenty of drinking water on a perpetual pump.

Recently we created a mud pit for them to play in … actually they created the pit themselves by digging in the dirt on the side of their abode.  Then they lay there to cool off.  We just added the water for extra comfort.  I wish we had a tank for them to jump in. They aren’t puppies anymore but boy are they playful despite the heat.  My muddy little pig-dogs 🙂

As always, more to come.

WE HAVE A WINNER! 2017-2018 SoCS Badge Contest


Thank you all for voting. Of course you know this means I’ll be impossible to live with now that I’m an award winning badge maker😂 Channeling my inner Sally Field. You like me, you really really like me. Hehe 🌺🌺🌺

Linda G. Hill

First, I’d like to give a special mention to our out-going Stream of Consciousness Saturday badge by Mr. John Holton. As it turned out, he has the distinct honour of coming in last-place this year, perfectly balancing out his spectacular win for the 2016-2017 badge. Thank you John, for providing us with a lovely design. Let’s everyone applaud John!

John Holton 2016-2017

It was a close race this year, with one badge pulling out in front during the final hours of yesterday’s voting. Let’s start with the runners-up.

Almost tied for fourth place were Ruth’s “Zoomburst Flower” and Scott’s “Rushing Stream.”

In third, we had Judy with her last-minute entry, “Sunrise.”

In second …

was JoAnna’s “Sparkly Stream,” which means our winner with 38% of the votes goes to J-Dubs with “A River with Red Flowers”!!

Congratulations to all the contestants on your amazing efforts. Thank you for…

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Quotes of the Day ~ 8/18/17 ~

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Taken from Before We Were Yours by Lisa Wingate

  • Love needs no words.  It does not depend on memories, or mementos or proof.  It runs deep as a heartbeat.  It is ever present as a pulse.
  • People don’t come into our lives by accident.  

Jill aka J-Dub or Jilly Willy or Chili or Spoonie adds:

I believe this with all MY heart ❤  to my family by fate, removing any steps and to my friends who are like family (you know who you are) much love today and always.  Keep on Smiling! 🙂


As always more to come.

Princess 👸🏻 Don’t Cook Part Deuce


Lulu: Mom shame on you expecting a blind man to cook 👨‍🍳 

Me: oh now come on.  He wants to cook 👨‍🍳 Right B?

B: I’ll supervise but my eye hurts

I should’ve known. He’s not himself. When I got home 🏡 he opened the backdoor before I could even open my car door.  He’s wearing his sunglasses. He says they really help. 

He’s lookin all Tom Cruise in Risky Business.  Well he’s in shorts and a Tshirt versus undies, white socks, and button down but it think it’s the shades. For a couple hours I’ve been trying to snap a pic but he’s on to me. 😂 the featured image will have to do. 

Tonight on the menu we had burgers 🍔 and fries.  We make our fries from scratch since we got a nifty slicer from Bed Bath and Beyond. Coat the potatoes with olive oil and Slap Yo Mama spices. Bake at 400 for 20-25 minutes.  I even toasted the buns on the comal.  Look at me being all domestic.  What has come over me?!?! 😊

As always more to come. 

Quotes of the Day ~ 8/17/17 ~

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Taken from Before We Were Yours by Lisa Wingate

I learned that you need not be born into a family to be loved by one.

Life is not unlike cinema.  Each scene has its own music, and the music is created for the scene, woven to it in ways we do not understand.  

No matter how much we love the melody of a bygone day or imagine the song of a future one, we must dance within the music of today, or we will always be out of step, stumbling around in something that doesn’t suit the moment.