Author: rugby843

I am touched when on a whim I read comments on old blog posts. They are ones suggested because they might relate to the current post and most which I’ve forgotten over time. It is a pleasure to see and feel that presence. My readership is always kind, makes me smile even if we disagree and over all lights up my days. I love the photos, stories, poems, all of the efforts made by you all, and prompters, the work and time put in to administer to us as bloggers. I blog and honestly put forth my bits of writing because it stretches my memory and mind. At my age I need to keep busy, speaking out as I feel to closed minds. We all need to use our voices for change.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #457

Here are this week’s questions:

1.  Do you stay up to toast in the New Year?Sometimes

2.  Have you ever kept any New Year Resolutions made in the past?I don’t make promises I can’t keep.

3.  Do you have any plans for 2026? A needed surgery🥴

4.  What was the highlight/s of 2025 for you. A new great grand baby!

Gratitude: I am grateful we all in the family are healthy.

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Share Your World: 29th December

WDYS: 12-29-25

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What do you see # 321- 29 December 2025

https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/

Martha, I think you’ve gained more weight

A pound or two more and a broken branch our fate

Don’t be silly, Gertie, it’s the holidays

It’s been decided – no more weighs

On the contrary, Ethel, since you’re the skinniest one

You’d love the weigh in, thinking it fun!

All three chicks ate too much last year

The farmer’s axe loomed too near

As he walked by and said hello

The three scrunched together so he wouldn’t know

Who was the fattest or who the least

But he had a rabbit in his hand for the feast.

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Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #353

He left a bouquet at her door

Serenaded her with amore

Her on the window

Strong gusting winds blow

Lands on him now both are no more.

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Cat’s paws always under the door

Stretching out so you can’t ignore

It realized too late

Someone opened that gate

Now he’s two paws short on the floor.

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Laughing Along With A Limerick

fateful flight

a life’s suffering

disaster

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subdued end gray scene

cold icy sands surrounding

destruction remains

shown a bleak country, ice trail

calamitous mournful site

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SenHai Saturday #32

At a full point, the Shepard was trained to sit and place his paws in an oddly human cross, and the crowd felt a sense of pride. The military families, eyed the sharply dressed men and women of MWD, Military Working Dog division of handlers. Instead of petting the serious dogs, they were enjoying lingering around to watch some of the training movements they learned.

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Wordle 737

Joe stood on the very edge. His wife Clara hung onto the back of his shirt. Leaning over as much as he dared, he yelled. “I want to hear your echo!” Hearing no response, finally stepping closer to the cliff edge and yelling it again…

“Step back from the edge before you fall, idiot!”

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word!

Of course I have to respond with a snarky comment here,

just a thought to be thorough, dear,

battling my brain

to refrain

from moving through,

down the drain,

our lovely leader, another complaint.

His mouth is caustic,

needs a diagnostic,

not dr oz,

who’s only cause

is to maintain his position

in this administration.

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Three Things Challenge #MM286

It is just an everyday thing

He’s used to it now, avoiding the zing

He doesn’t know how the T group knew

But the daily zing out of the blue

When discussing the horrid news

Gave him that hurtful clue

When he complained even to his wife

An electrical jolt hit him like a knife

He soon learned to cover in a hazmat suit

When reading news, giving T group the boot.

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Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #352