I did not.
Yes, you did.
I did not!
Yes you did!
Did not, not, not!
Did, did, did!
You know what you are?
What?
You’re an out and outlier!
I know, my bad.😎
Category: Bladder cancer
A-Z Challenge – F for Flowers
I love flowers. I love the colors, shapes, smells of almost all of them. Some of the most beautiful and fragrant are Peonies. They have a beautiful appearance and fragrance and last quite a while after cutting. The town my husband grew up in was named for the flower. It was named Paonia. (peeyown’ya) in Colorado accent.
A small town in Colorado, USA, in the fifties where everyone knows everyone else, small classes where all the same jocks are stars of all the sports and all the girls are in the choir and yearbook committees. Bobby socks, high school hops, blue jeans with hems rolled up, Converse sneakers or white socks and loafers. Cigarette packs rolled up in the sleeves of white t-shirts, soda fountains and juke boxes. The coal trains, miners walking home for dinner, kids playing outside until the town whistle sounded. Played dodgeball, kick the can and spin the bottle. Hunting and fishing in season. Working in the fruit packing plant a given, or picking cherries and peaches for a few cents a box. Picnics, card parties, sewing groups, July 4th Cherry Days festivities with a parade including floats from all the high school alumni classes from each graduation year. No locked doors,one pizza joint, and one movie theater in town, and a drive in on the outskirts of town in the summer. Memorial Day with the American Legion troops going to each cemetery doing the gun salute, naming deceased veterans, placing flags on grave sites and on the town bridge, American flags posted every few feet, flying on both sides while another ceremony included throwing wreaths in the river.
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Daily Prompt: Denial
The guilty man was on trial
Thought he could use his wiles
To jurors he was all smiles
His alibi ran for miles
Prosecutor read the files
Defendant’s excuses he defiled
Judge and jury all the while
Didn’t buy the bad profile
Innocent! They said, not vile!
Prosecutor said, you’re in denial
They fell for the guilty’s guiles
There won’t be a need for a mistrial.
A-Z Challenge – E for Earth
Each and Every person on this Earth deserves food, shelter, and clothing. That is the ideal. Education is also a necessity for the Eternal knowledge insuring these idyllic Endeavors occur, and prevail. There is no Expenditure that is too Excessive to accomplish these goals. As the Effectuate of these ideals, there needs to be an Eviction of Evil practices and Exact Extra attention to Ensure all Ethnicities are included and Earn the Esteem that is afforded to them as their birthright.
Proud of Myself Badge Presentation🎊🎉
Friends, Romans and countrymen! Lend me your ears (or eyes) for another “Proud of Myself” badge presentation.
Today the recipient .of this very important badge is the young lady at https://yourenotaloneinthisworld.wordpress.com. She wrote an A-Z blog today about Exhaustion. You should check out her blog. But this award is not for the blog, but for her. If you read her posts, you will understand what strength, perseverance and courage it takes for this young woman to get through a day. I think she is a perfect candidate to receive this very prestigious?? badge.😉
The Secret Keeper – Long Live the Queen
Why did I think I could do this? It’s been so long that I’ve worked on it. Planning, calculating the method, the circumstances, so everything would be falling into place with a happy ending.
Years of saying and doing everything she wanted. All the rules I was made to follow just so she could appear to have the perfect family. No one really knows another family’s habits. They only see appearances, not the true story. What our family appeared to be was perfection. Every member had their place, their duty, and the queen’s rules applied to all. And she was indeed a queen with all the negative aspects you’ve heard about in old fairytales; medieval practices that kept the rest of us moving in an obedient rhythm.
Practically my whole life involved rising to her every whim. Dinners, parties, all perfectly orchestrated by her hand. The neighborhood was appreciative and amazed by her prowess. Her home was perfection in every way. You’d think I was Cinderella with the list of chores I was expected to accomplish without reprisal. My father worked long hours every day to provide for us. I think he stayed as long as he dared at his office, not wanting to come home to be barraged from his wife, the queen.
My diary, hidden for only my eyes to see, holds my plans. I’ve been working on this since that day. My anger overshadows my grief remembering that day. I think she actually relished the idea of making me unhappier than usual. My demeanor was never haughty, she had no reason to treat me so badly, but that didn’t stop her.
One of my expected duties was to keep everything spotless. No animals were allowed in the house. I came upon a kitten who looked like she was nearly starved. She must have been the “runt of the litter”, one of the queen’s favorite terms. I cared for her secretly, made a sleeping area and fed her scraps from the table after meals. Something positive in my life — I felt like I was floating on air. She recovered under my loving care, and growing fast. I knew it wouldn’t be long before she would start to wander.
It was just such a day that the queen decided to go shopping. My little secret wandered out. Upon seeing the queen she went to make friends. The queen noticed, but quickly drove out of the driveway, and in a matter of seconds my new love was murdered. The queen saw her before driving out, and I’m positive she killed my kitten on purpose. If the action was not enough, it was the wicked smile she tossed back over her shoulder as she drove away. My heart was broken. That day I started planning in my diary. It wouldn’t take much. A bit of rat poison in her favorite meals. It would take time and patience, but I have plenty of both.
Haiku Challenge 143
Should not have been done
Expressing his unjust joy
Should have been chagrin
Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 28
When your emotion’s high
Sometimes laugh and then you cry
Tend to lose control
Each is a part of the whole
Mixed like salad in a bowl.
Daily Prompt: Champion
I am lucky to have one
A defender, a champion
He’s young and quite strong
Drives and takes me along.
Sometimes on his visits
He surprises me and insists
To take me someplace nice
A lake to see ducks on ice
Or botanical gardens I love
He handles me with kid gloves.
The movies, a lunch or dinner
Always fun with this winner.
Protects and very carefully
Tries to keep me safe you see.
He’s a special grandson
And he is my champion.
Rant Part Deux
Day Three, no WI-FI. But who’s counting? ME! When Danny over at dreambigdreamoften asked the question of the day about surviving a day without the Internet, I thought sure, no problem. It’s been three so far, may be four tomorrow because the guy is trying to fit me into his schedule tonight. Okay, it wouldn’t be too bad but other problems still not fixed are piled on.
My wheelchair broke on Monday and if someone gets it tonight for me, it will be like all of a sudden, I can move! But I have not been idle, my friends. I have cleaned every drawer in the house. Needless to say I have a huge trash bag near the door. Going through desk drawers I haven’t been in since the move in 2014 (I’m ashamed to even write that) involved going through tons of old papers and some photos I had forgotten.
Early this morning I was so exhausted from Monday, wheeling myself in a broken chair in the wind, I slept all night from about 1:30 am. Weird. Because of this I woke up with a start at 5:30 and spilled some juice on the bed. That caused washing all the bedding down to the mattress cover and trying to get grape juice off the mattress? Let’s just say I’ve been at it all day. I just have to wait for help to make the bed with clean sheets, etc.
Since the WIFI went out I realized I use my phone or iPad for getting information. Using the phone for 411 is very frustrating. I’m sure all of your emails to me with your new posts will take tons of time to read and comment, so be patient, I’ll get to them. Sorry if you thought I was ignoring you. As it is, I am typing this on an email format, so all my muttering will hit you at once. Thank heavens for the new WP card idea.
The last three days have been an up and down experience. On Monday I ran into a friend that volunteers at the VA. We were both going to the hospital lab for blood tests. Seeing her was cool. Getting from the bus to home was irritating with broken wheel and fighting wind. Today the grape juice, 8:30PM and still haven’t heard from repairman, but the chair is fixed and I’ll jump in it, well maybe not jump… but as soon as I get it, whew! Going through old photos reminds me of how young I used to be, how cute my grandkids were(are), and how smiley and joking my husband was.
I gathered up a bunch of photos for my kids and am mailing them. Some are of their grandparents, and some of their high school days. Ah, sweet memories.😌
P.S. Wednesday update: As you can see an unfriendly WIFI guy came this morning. Couldn’t figure how to get the iPad WIFI working, so I did it after he left. Still no wheelchair, and it is freezing ba— outside. But hey, I have all of your lovely blogs to read so I’m set. Sorry mine will all come in a lump. They can’t keep a good woman down 😬😂
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