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Just warning you, Elaine…..

It was a day, actually still is at 2:54pm, sunny and warm. I checked in on Maude and Mickey, and even though I moved them into my inner sanctum (bedroom) where they will get more sun, no progress yet. As I was saying, it started out well, decided to do some cleaning. If you’ve never tried to vacuum while sitting in a wheelchair, try it, “fun fun fun till daddy took the Tbird away”….but I digress – love that phrase. .digress, not The Beach Boys.

As usual I get the cord wrapped up or under the wheels, rolling with one hand while vacuum is in the other, well, picture it. . .circles. I’ll just let that one sink in. I’m not even going to mention the right brake handle that constantly falls, causing it to brake on that side and it’s longer than the left since it was replaced by the original during repairs. Which means along with wheels, it’s another catch for the vacuum cord. Still reading? You get a gold star!🎖

Man, you have a long attention span! So after the vacuuming, cursing at the chair and cord, I decide to make coffee. Now I have a routine for this and I find the older I get my routines are needed, because otherwise if things are done out of order, you might forget something necessary. I hate to admit it but this started when I was zoned out on Fentanyl years ago.

(I always wash my hair first in the shower. I do that so shampoo soap is washed off the rest of my body. It’s something we in dry climates do, skin dries fast enough without adding soap residue. Sounds like OCD? Let’s not go there… So one time I didn’t, stepped out to find I forgot to wash my hair, but in my defense, I was medicated at the time.)

I put the kettle on, and then as I do every day, got a spoon and cup. Another admittance here, I have a favorite spoon. I know, crazy isn’t it…but it’s slightly larger than the others and takes less scooping? I grabbed the wrong one, put it back and thought how silly I was in doing that, and said to myself, “you are a complete a–“. Some days I tell myself inappropriate things…

So fast forward to an hour ago when my daughter with her daughter came to pick up a check to pay a bill for me. I had organized some items in the sanctum and they graciously put them up in the closet for me. Then they returned with an “ultra caramel cappuccino” from Starbucks, a definite luxury.

I had intended for this to be a personal rant and grumble, but look how it ended! A good day indeed, or, all’s well that ends well.🌸☺️💙👍🏻

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I was almost teary eyed writing this post, seeing photos of where I’ve been, may not return again, days of shuffling kids to the most beautiful places in Colorado. There are too many photos here, but I couldn’t decide….I just want to share the beauty. Durango, home to Mesa Verde state park, to the mining town of Silverton, Colorado on a narrow gauge train is a delightful experience for the whole family. Beautiful scenery, the nostalgia of sounds and signs of an ancient railroad make the smoke in your eyes all worth it.

Children’s excitement

Peering over mountain’s edge

Smoke ash in your eyes

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/05/09/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-may-9th-2018-railroad/

I want to thank momma over at: amommasview.wordpress.com, who nominated me to join this challenge. She has an entertaining inspiring blog and hosts challenges too. Please give her a looksee!

There are so many quotes to choose from, I hope my nominees have fun using their favorites. Have fun with the challenge…

Is my choice for today, easy for me because I have a book with 365 days of advice written by him.

My nominees for this second day are:

Ramblingsofawriter2016

Judydykstrabrown

Fandango

Have fun guys!

Rodney Dangerfield, circa 1979, was famous for his comedy routines mainly criticizing his family. It wouldn’t fly today, he’d probably be arrested for sexual harassment, but in those days it seemed to be funny. He was the guy who always said, “I don’t get no respect, no respect at all”.

I think these one liners are still funny:

“My mother had morning sickness after I was born”;

“I bought a new book called 100 Ways to Make Love, ended up in traction. . .it was a misprint“;

“Looked up my family tree and two dogs were peeing on it”.

Hope I didn’t offend any of you. It was a long time ago.

https://lindaghill.com/one-liner-wednesday/

Tiny palmates

Floating quietly

Pushing water

Gaining strength

Causing Cylindrical circumstances

May Writing Prompts

It never fails, anytime I hear the word rapid I think of this: “More rapid than eagles his coursers they came”. I am truly a kid at heart. I love this poem and always read it to my kids and sometimes to their kids. On long trips in the car we would try to remember it exactly.

“A Visit from St. Nicholas“, more commonly known as “The Night Before Christmas” and “‘Twas the Night Before Christmas” from its first line, is a poem first published anonymously in 1823 and later attributed to Clement Clarke Moore, who claimed authorship in 1837. Some commentators now believe the poem was written by Henry Livingston Jr..

The poem has been called “arguably the best-known verses ever written by an American”[2] and is largely responsible for some of the conceptions of Santa Claus from the mid-nineteenth century to today. It has had a massive impact on the history of Christmas gift-giving. Before the poem gained wide popularity, American ideas had varied considerably about Saint Nicholas and other Christmastide visitors. “A Visit from St. Nicholas” eventually was set to music and has been recorded by many artists.

n.m.wikipedia

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/rapid/

Old days working mules

Horses and oxen used too

Sometimes a nice ride

Though often would be stubborn

But helpful mates to granddad

🐴🐴🐴

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/events/weekly-tanka-challenge

Here he comes, right on time, carrying another bouquet of daisies. Why mom lets him visit her, I’ll never know. Every third day he comes. My mom gets up early, dresses and puts on makeup, fixes her hair up in a curly bun, and waits.

Marion knows that precisely four o’clock, Mr. Tannebaum will come for tea. She always prepares the tea carefully, making sure his cream and sugar cubes are available. She also disposes of the three day old flowers he brought before.

“Good day, Mr. Tannebaum” says Marion’s son and leaves for the library. Marion, on the divan, fluffs the pillow next to her. The courtship continues.

109 words

https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2018/05/07/fffaw-challenge-166th/

What was that? I can’t hear you very well. You’re thirsty, sweaty, and sneezing? Where are you?

I said I’m stuck in a pond, I only have shorts on, my legs are immersed in water and I’m cold!

What? You’re out of sorts in a fu–ing pond and cursed?

No, can’t you hear me?

I think it’s this new cell phone, vintage model…can you hear me okay?

Amanda and Michael are suffering the fate of many couples these days, poor communication. But don’t lose hope, fate might step in. There’s a chance they will have to abandon their phones and actually talk to each other face to face.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/05/08/photo-challenge-213/

Thanks so much to momma over at amommasview.wordpress.com for nominating me for this Challenge. Her blog is always a fun read, an expat now in Australia. She’s a mom who homeschools and I usually send her posts to my daughter, also a mom that homeschools. Check out her story and “Couples” post, it’s great.

I was just reading a quote yesterday my granddaughter found and was going to write a post about it, but I’ll share it here instead.

I nominate:

originaldante.com

eduationalmentorship.com

roseelaineblog.com

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If you can participate, have fun with it! : )

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