Author: rugby843

I am a widow since 2013 and live by myself in a small apartment. I use a wheelchair to get around, but I wouldn't consider myself disabled. I'm 11 years away from having bladder cancer resulting in a urostomy and I'm doing well. This cancer was a result of having radiation in 1995 because of uterine cancer. So have faith in yourself, a cancer diagnosis is not a death sentence. My first try at blogging was an attempt to help other people with my condition. I am a mother of three married children, and a grandmother to eight gorgeous kids, featuring them often here, and a great grandmother to two as of today, 6/7/25! I enjoy exploring my feelings and like to try the challenges. I like humor, music, movies, games, and some sports. I absolutely appreciate your reading and commenting on my blog. I am happy to read all of your blogs and learn more about you. Please comment however you like, ask whatever, and I'll answer honestly. Thanks for reading! Cheryl

Fandango’s Story Starter

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At first no one believed it true, that washing hands and using masks was a simple preventative. This of course, caused the spread of the pandemic due partly to people’s stubbornness. Julie and Jim followed the mistaken concepts put forth by the current administration of government and lost themselves to the disease’s fraudulent beliefs.

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Fandango’s Story Starter #223

dVerse Poets

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July 4, anytime in the seventies
Children looked forward to festivities
We gathered supplies
To the fascinated eyes
Of our three little celebrators.
I often think back how it was
Eager actions and thoughts
Lighting sparklers we bought
Excitement seeing brightness of the lot.

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Quadrille #234: A Sparkler of a Day

Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt

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Joe moved to quiet Pennsylvania
Wanted to cure his clinomania
The doc said it would work
But was a jerk so
Joe suffered the mania.
Finding no cure
Read a Jamaican lure
For insomniacs’ hearts
Hoped it was smart.
Joe arrived at the spot
Saw a big cauldron pot
Decided this “cure”
Was not what he sought.

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Weekend Writing Prompt #438 – Clinomania

Tanka Tuesday 9-17-25

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I found this site: Get Your Autumn Hygge On With These 150+ Fall Words with a list of words that will tickle your  autumn fancy!

This week, have fun with these unusual autumn words by selecting one (or more) words from the website above. Write your syllabic poem. PLEASE include the meaning of the word, so everyone knows what the word means.

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Clinquant: Glittering with gold and silver. Sibylline: Mysterious, cryptic; having a secret meaning

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Kicking up sand, I watch it silently fall

The evening sea is clinquant in its movements

At once deep gold in moon’s reflection

Then eclipsed by silvery white foam

While those sibylline waves quietly approach sandy edges

I wonder what secrets they hold from worldly travels.

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#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 33, Uncommon & Cozy Autumn Words, 10/7/25

Esther’s Writing Prompt – Out of Joint Account

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What are you buying, honey?

Joe was careful about the money

Hmmm….a new suit for you, electric blue!

But wifey dear

Let me be clear

The gifts from you

End up costing me, too!

Oh Joe, can’t you just

Know that I must

Give you a present

Accept and be pleasant?

I know you’re the earner

But try to learn, dear

Reason for the dinero

Shows you you’re my hero

Just expressing my love.

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Writing Prompts

Friday Fictioneers

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Joe and Emmy stared up at the crooked tree. It was fascinating to them. They were teased by the older children, saying they could climb it easily. “Looks like the letter “P’” Emmy remarked. “Yeah, it kinda does! And I think I could use those broken limbs to climb to the top! Give me a boost, Emmy, and I’ll try it.” Emmy cupped her hands next to the tree trunk for Joe, who grabbed onto the first sharp broken branch. He then sat down on the large arm of the tree limb. Looking down, Joe decided he was high enough.

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17 October 2025

MLMM Wordle

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Sue smiled at the supposedly unique cookware. If she wasn’t such a polite woman she might throw the pan she tried to clean. She started to shake the grim pot to remove the rough surface’s stuck-on food. Thinking how much money she had invested in the cookware, she felt sad, remembering how she chose to shop for the style instead of wearability.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #446