We all make mistakes – Back2thedoghouse

BEANS ANYONE

Think back on your most memorable road trip.

At the time I was 19 could’ve been 18 we went on a road trip from Kitchener Ontario to Kingston Mosport500. That was a long time ago.

My boyfriend and I left on a motorcycle his brother and wife went in a Camaro with the top down. We all had a great ride as for us, it rained pretty hard; the Camaro put its top up , at least the traffic was fine, everything was fine until a bee flew down my shirt. It’s not fine anymore. We parked the motorcycle I got off and started stripping, carefully not to get stung, and when I looked up, there was an old man so full of joy standing in the window with such a happy jolly face staring down at me, I had no time to be ashamed or embarrassed-petrified of being stung.

Now arriving at Mosport it was dark, we were wet, the car people were fine, and it was really late at night, we pitched the tent, we slept, yes in our wet clothes and woke to roaring sounds of the ring ding dinging of roaring motorcycles.

I work first and went out I was shocked but the scenery was too comical I had to giggle and laugh and I had to wake everybody up to come outside just to see where we pitched our tents.

Right in the middle of the practice field! We had to move of course. So we re-pitched the tent we made a campfire they put me in charge of the food. while we were doing our best to dry off.

Beans anyone? Yes, that’s what we brought, a can of beans loaf of bread whatever else but for breakfast everybody would like the beans on toast that the two men were British, beans on toast it was.

Now, don’t ask me how I did it, because I don’t know, but I cooked the beans, I toasted eight slices of bread, put the bread on plates. Now everybody had their plate, of beans toast and a spoon. Now everybody was so happy and I don’t know what happened next? But somehow, I dropped my plate of beans and it went in her long blonde hair, it went all over her husband’s clothes & someone on his face, it went into my man’s clothes and his long hair. . .Oh my, and I had ONE bean on my boot. I did my best not to laugh as she had herself bent over scraping beans out of her hair and tossing it to the ground and he was swiping off his self and pulling it out of his hair so was my man, and I was just standing there picking one bean off my boot.

It was a very good thing Mosport put on a great show so great even a news reporter was knocked out of a tree from a runaway bike that went up the tree knocking the guy and his camera out. Yup, it was a great time, and one I will never forget.

But of course there are two more incidents on two other road trips with the same people but that’s another story.

Mosport Indy 500 beans anyone.

COMING SOON TO AMAZON

Another story by me. I’m sure the cover will be different. But should you wonder to close to a certain cemetery…Hmm, you will need your flask at hand. some curses are to be taken seriously, not to be invaded just for pure speculation putting the world at risk.

MY FIRST EDITION PHOBIA THE AFTERMATH

Hello to my great full respected readers. I am always pleased when you enjoy my silly thoughts. Thank-you.

I know it has been a while that I have blogged, but I have been quite busy, trying to edit a book I have written in 1996, with all these children my daughter kept having, lol. There is no time!

Now that these children are the ages of 15, 12, 9 and 6, all soon, starting this month until September they all will be one year up. 🥳

Oh bother, that with the mother losing her head and off to find it and their father incarcerated, the full responsibility is still mine and great full they are in school allowing me to edit this one story out of several, at last.

Now, need I remind you my brain is not functioning as the term normal on any scale of degrees. Meaning I started out dumb and continued in that fashion until I had my own children forcing me to be the best possible teacher allowing them to grow in a safe environment and make them to be five times smarter than I could ever be.

Of course living in my shoes from day one, born in an outhouse in the winter, and given away at four months, kidnapped at 16-18 months, then from an orphanage by the age of three only to be molested from the age of three to seven. Then from the age of ten to fifteen beat where I ran away to the children’s aid Society. That was a bad place to live until my father fought getting me out at the age of 17 1/2 and never looked back.

I can tell you the only thing I cared about was not getting a lick en and what was for supper? Meaning, school meant absolutely nothing to me, I thought it was a punishment? So what I learned was people are extremely cruel, mean, bullies and only care about themselves. So I trusted nobody! And practiced for twelve years lol, to be the best spy ever. Didn’t help much.

By the time I was 15, I was raped, attacked, driven to the bush, <<<>>> I laugh at that now, then, it was scary as big spiders falling on you, scary as lightning hammering down right in front of you, scary as falling off a boat into shark laced waters. I’m just happy to be alive.

My first day starting a job at a hospital I was attacked being held up off the floor by a mad man, I took the wrong door. 🤓 I got the day off.

But all in all I have Heroed several times without a second thought, and always prevented with the triumph of God by my side or in my body strength and purpose.

On the serious side of things. I’ve been run over by horse and buggy run down three times before my mother stopped it, hit my car twice and here I am today. I believe I died once, and I know I spoke to the Lord-he spoke to me. I guess my mission is to raise these children.

Oh wait a minute . . . are you supposed to die when your mission in life is over or something there like that, if that’s the case I don’t want that mission I don’t wanna know my mission my mission better still be confusing and somewhere still out there.

I started writing stories when my children were in school, and me rotten at spelling and grammar and pronunciation and punctuation and a whole whack of things. 😌 the difference between (is and was). Oh bother. Present and past. But when typing my mind has no time for perfection, as I see in my mind as I tell…is, is happening now.

Anyways.

My first edition-PHOBIA THE AFTERMATH

It did all start with the black floater in my left eye causing me to always slapping out at NOTHING! Then I started wondering how to rid of it, and my mind went berserk, all by itself.

THE END

Until the FLASK DRINKERS

Working on that now.

WHAT IS RIGHT WHAT IS WRONG & RULES

On what subject(s) are you an authority?

Subjects by authority eh.

Well, being raised with eight other kids learning the difference between right and wrong was taught by leather belts, sticks, hands and knuckles, with rules never to be broken henceforth we were subject to authority.

Being raised up like this until the age where you are now to old to get hit, of course adding to that fact, the rules are set and the difference between right and wrong are inevitable enough you don’t step outside of the learning. But now for the people around you?

Oh bother. It’s never a pretty sight.

MY STORY

Hey this is my story. Almost complete.

I must say the timing is taking for ever that I am doing my own editing. Seriously, so far this story is maybe twenty-seven years in the works! Holy. But for good reasons-grandchildren . . .They are all in school now.

This is a story written by me, myself and I. I have written other stories but this is the one I chose to edit first.

Hilarious though this cover is not the first. Also my name is Constance Iola Taylor henceforth Iola Taylor C’S. Even then. I started to use my married name only to find Five other writers carry the same name-Constance Ferguson. Wow who knew?

This picture is what I put together first with careful thought. But things got botched so this was trashed.

This is just funny to me, like being naked. Funny though how some people found this picture creepy? I don’t get the creepy part.

Anyway…I will be so happy when my story is finished. As of yet this day April 25, 2025 the word count holds 71,744 words.

Yes, I’m going for a novel. 80,000 words or more.

Oh yes, what is the story?

Espionage-Everybody wants to rule the world.

Do you like one of these covers?

ACHIEVEMENTS

What is something others do that sparks your admiration?

Achievements

Everybody anybody as long as they have tried and failed, and tried again finally achieving their goal. I have great admiration for them.

I actually have tears of joy. I wonder if it’s because my childhood or even my adulthood I didn’t get to achieve much of anything. I was too busy doing other things that or not given the opportunity to even try.

I mean, dirty, dancing for Pete sakes just because she was able to run and jump up into Patrick Swayze‘s arms. She achieved what she has been trying so hard to do, and I had great admiration for that, and I cried I’m a sucker for admiration and achievements.

It’s a Marvel, and a great wonder to witness somebody’s achievements., sending me waves of admiration, except for the fact that it always makes me cry tears of joy .

The End

SHORT AND SWEET

What technology would you be better off without, why?

Technology is becoming increasingly damaging to society in a way that we won’t need to think for ourselves.

Not sure about anyone but myself, about this Grammarly stuff and now this AI, nothing is real. There will be no need to think for ourselves. Nothing can be called original!!

I myself am way better off with out this nonsense, I prefer to think for myself, creating wonderful ideas, making this answer short and sweet.

Making mistakes is a huge part of life.

Thank-you.

The End.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

What’s the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make? Why?

Sometimes decisions are not as hard as we think they are, or we make them out to be. I love you so much that’s what made it hard to leave thee.

You had so many girlfriends, you said I could never be your friend yet you married me, why?

Hmm, had known this, I would not have married you, but I loved you.

I loved you so very much, so it made it hard for me to run away-this the decision I made at the age of 23-made it hard for me, but you didn’t love me and like you said, you thought it was a good idea at the time.

Well now, that made the hard decision a little easier for me so I ran away, but still waited for you to come for me. You knew where I was.

We all make mistakes in life, but do we learn?

OFF WITH THEIR HEADS

If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?

If I could be someone anyone just for one day as long as during this day, what I do applies, I would be QUEEN.

Why do I choose to be queen? Why do I want it to apply? What’s the point of being queen if it doesn’t apply?

Being queen for one day where I can change everywhere under my rule, there would be men there would be women there would be girls there would be boys no more thinking you’re a dog you’re a cat I want to be a girl, but I’m in a man’s body I wanna be a man, but I’m in a girls body no more teaching kindergartens grade ones grade twos about sex no more paedophiles allowed to walk the streets no more murderers, rapists killers, taking space eating food, watching TV playing games learning from books no more no more high taxes no more outrageous prices on foods no more costly clothing, no more presidents and governments Ignoring our rights and our freedoms, Queen for a day I say all that applies under my rule.

Outlandish indeed!

But I am the queen do you hear me no more nonsense no more prejudiced no more one-sided peoples! No more crying over holocaust no more crying over black slaves let’s start crying over Irish slaves before the blacks packed in cages history lies in the past the past cannot be changed.

I am your QUEEN . I rule over these countries and lands. I tell you no more discriminatory no more bigots! I tell you off with their heads.

Pretty harsh I know-but KINGS and QUEENS were harsh. They did bad things to people to please themselves. I don’t want to do bad things to people to please myself, I want to please the people. I am your queen for one day.

Bahahaha. Now that I got that out of my system, I am so happy. I never laughed so hard in the last couple days. Tell me is it possible I be QUEEN for a day just one day? Come on let me do it. Let me have one day, give me a go. Come on, let me have a go, let me have a go at her for just one day.

Off with their heads, I say.

Ps. . . this is not intended to hurt, weak minds. This is intended for the lighter side of things for the comical ways of life. Besides, you asked, didn’t you. And i’d be lying if I said anything else.

THE END.

SO YOU DID IT AGAIN

What’s a topic or issue about which you’ve changed your mind?

Oh gosh, I change my mind all the time, ever since I heard it said, “woman change their minds all the time, or they won’t be women.” Works for me and I abuse this statement all the time. Okay… not all the time. Most of the time. Well no not really most of the time, lots of times I have changed my mind.

Actually it’s the cause of not taking the time to think about the consequences, the end results? I just jump right in there. 🥳 😱 oops… oh wait a minute, is it to late to change my mind? Oh man.

Just the other day I thought it a good idea to pay $89.00 and save $18.00 for a service, but when the bill came it was not $89.00 saving anything, the final payment was $100.57, what did I save? I had to call the company to find out what was going on? Turned out they threw in tax! CANCEL that I said.

In my mind you asked for $89 then take 89 not a cent more. You want a cent more? Then say there will be more so it is understood, more will be taken.

There, I felt better knowing that I’m getting my payment back, even if it is in 5-8 days.

Oh look…a few hours later didn’t I go and change my mind…yup I reapplied for the app paying the $89.00 plus tax, then reordered my groceries. <>>>the only way I could have my order delivered to me was by entering this free delivery rather pick it up/I don’t drive. Now all I need to do it wait until between five and six o’clock to get my food.

Well Now. I have to CHANGE MY MIND AGAIN 😤😱🥸 I have to call and ask for a second refund. This new free delivery did not work for me. There was a time slot for this delivery to take place, between 5 & 6, but this did not fall through.

Two hours later a very tall man showed up with my order and several excuses blaming the store, and whoever, leaving me with melted ice cream sticks, ice cream sandwich bars, warm juices and eight missing items…Nope, I do not like this service at all, freaking big mistake that was. I change my mind again.

I am a real woman. 😃

The End

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?

My dad, hmmm, my dad.

I can not remember what happened to bring on the piece of advice given to me from my dad, but I was the age of twelve or younger.

I do remember he said to me in a rather annoyed voice… “Who do you think you are. YOU, are no better than them, and they are no better than you.”

Honestly, I had to think on that one for a while, (if I’m not better than them, & they are not better than me,) well who is then? Then my dad would tell me-don’t wonder to far, you’ll get lost, which my mother told me to always look before you leap. Where my dad butted in with, your you’ll be sure to weep & weep.

In any case, I do look before I leap when I think to, and I do know, I am no better than anyone, and anyone is no better than me.

The End.

CHANGING OUR MINDS AND WHY

Today I am talking about changing our minds and why because I changed my mind once again.

What change in my mind did I make? I will tell you. I changed my site name from Back2thedoghouse to Beyond The Wall then changed it back to Back2thedoghouse. WHY? Let me tell you. For some reason or other I could not take myself beyond the wall, especially not knowing what is out there and not really wanting to find out. This seemed like to much work for someone like me. And I am 67 and should not be jumping walls. I like my bones like they are, meaning I prefer my bones sore rather broke.

They say It’s woman who always change their minds. As the matter of fact I heard it said-you’re not a real woman if you never change your mind.<<<>>>What kind of crap is that?

Whom in the world came up with that. A man. you know what? I can believe a woman could have said that…maybe one day very long ago a woman changed her mind three or four times in a row. Maybe her man became all headstrong and got upset with her mind changing, so she said, “I’m a woman and I can change if I want to.”

Everybody in the world has changed their mind one time or another, I can’t see it possible that a body has never changed their mind-highly impossible to think there is someone alive that has not changed their mind, at least once. Why? I will tell you why. Because we all make mistakes. Mistakes need to be corrected which caused a change.

What about babies…Newborn babies.

Do they change their minds?

Can they change their minds?

Do newborn babies even know to change their minds?

What about animals…do they change their minds? Like a really hungry Tiger that which was going to eat you but then changed it’s mind and preferred the squirrel. Gosh darnit>>>Let’s pray this Tiger to be a holy Tiger and not eat you. But as it turns out it is a holy Tiger thanking GOD for this blessid meal and eats you.

CHANGING OUR MIND AND WHY

Something seems to get in the way of our initial thought causing a change or changes. Maybe we do not plan out this first thought in our mind, making sure all ports of the thought are well worked out and ready to go.

So think before you leap or you will weep and weep and weep.

Then you will be inside secretly changing your mind.