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

dVerse Poets

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized

The doors are open for Open Link Night at the pub. Mish here as your host. This is an opportunity to link up ONE poem of your choice for our reading pleasure. It could be a response to a prompt you may have missed or share any poem you’d like. There is no specific requirement for theme or form but you are welcome to use the optional mini-prompt below:

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innocence in spring

among trees and newborn leaves

a young face appears

forest creatures acceptance

while a new life flourishes

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Open Link Night #404

Friday Fictioneers

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized

“Frightening spider webs, not my cup of tea” Susan said. “Jack Frost’s paintings I love, but the thought of how many large beings weave those webs, gives me chills!”


“Never mind, honey, I’ll sweep them off after I finish the driveway.” A half hour later, Susan called to her husband to come in for some hot chocolate. Getting no response she thought he was probably putting the shovel away in the garage.

Shortly, there was a knock on the door. “Jack’s not coming, but I could use a warm drink…”. Susan spied a black hairy arm leaning against the doorway.

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27 March 2026

The Writer’s Workshop

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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My granddaughter goes to our local community college and loves playing soccer. So far just scrimmages but found the girls they played against were vicious. Cleats bruises and black and blues – I think this is unnecessary and the other team’s coaches should change that. My granddaughter is pretty small and a very good player so they attack her to get her off the field. I’m happy to watch from afar or I might have to take someone out😄😡🤯😀😎

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Simply Six Minutes

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He looked deeply into her eyes, never betraying his surprise. Tony knew his plan was true, because he saw it in those blue, deep blue eyes of hers. Never mind the rest of her, a body perfect and voice that purrs. This, after all was simply a game, set by her, his current flame. All spies think that they’re the one, can get away easily after their fun, and Tony was good, even exceptional, in letting the mark gently fall. Tonight he would end the charade, knowing her love for him would fade, her secrets now that she unveiled.

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 03/24/2026

MLMM Wordle

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Joe did not care for the modern change in gardening. All these ring holders for hoses stretched over holes in the soil, fed by a tank up a man made steep bank for gravity feed looked disgusting. The beast of a tank was an ugly structure and you needed a key fob to get it to open up. Twice Joe had to go to town to replace the fob and those days meant no water for his plants. Every leaf of mace not yet opened completely suffered. Joe took a list of complaints to the agricultural board but was denied permission for dismantling the tank.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #469