MLMM Wordle #186

Wednesday, I suppose I should not utter any profanity, or words such as, not distinct, middle of the road, but I have no compunction in doing so. I have the urge on this day for a different twist on what some people refer to as “it’s almost over”, as if the days before were an unfortunate experience. Try as they might they are transfixed, and only wish to be a visitor in some other place, another world possibly, where days of the week are a wabi-sabi experience. I smirk, envisioning their faces as an updraft transports them to another dimension. Being an octagonal world, they now have eight times the timespan of an earth week. They should have processed how to exist here on earth, in the everyday, not always wishing for Wednesday to pass.

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Daily Prompt: Conjure

I’ll stir it a bit, my lovely brew

It’s the only way I can be with you

I’ll write a poem, maybe a story

About you and me, it will feature glory

Love that’s boundless if it could

Never mind the “if we should”

It’s there, it’s real, it’s here to last

Never worry about our pasts

I’ll write about it, stir the pot

Hoping you will forget me not.

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

SYW 2-12-18

February is flying by, or is it just me? Snowy, cold, but at least January (blecc) is gone. Not my favorite, a let down after the holiday season, everyone getting back into mundane routines, dreary, cold and just plain yucky.

But then there’s February, the month of love….a busy, warmer more sunny month! And here it is Monday with ceenphotography.com and her Share Your World post with her curious as a cat questions, or was that me, the cat? I digress. . .

Here’s a copy of her post:

My answers:

1. I’ve tried to be, but I can never keep a straight face, dang it!

2. I’ve always cut my own hair. I’ve had pixie, short, medium and long. I only cut the bangs now and have long hair which one of my sisters refers to as “witchy on older women”. So be it, we hardly agree on anything!😂

3. I don’t think so. We each had a doll I think. I wasn’t much for them, considering how much I love children, seems odd to me now. My sisters used to hang theirs from the bedposts. Maybe that’s why I didn’t care for them. Freud, anyone?

Wednesday we’re going to Denver to the art museum to celebrate my oldest granddaughter’s birthday. She was and is our special valentine. Certainly looking forward to it, she’ll be 22. Hard to believe💓 Here she is, knowing at this age what she wanted to be when she grew up!

http://ceenphotography.com/2018/02/12/share-your-world-february-12-2018/

Let it Bleed Challenge – Love

Whenever I hear the word love, I am reminded of my husband. I am an incurable romantic, and honestly, I wouldn’t like it any other way. But he was a scientist, and grew up in a totally different world than me. If I ever brought up the subject of love, he would quote Burt Lancaster from his favorite movie, an adaptation of Sinclair Lewis’ book, “Elmer Gantry”.

“Love is the morning and the evening star” he would say, looking upward, which just made me laugh. I don’t know what SL meant by that statement. My husband would never talk seriously about love or romance. He always made me laugh which irritated the heck out of me. Of course that’s also one of the reasons I loved him for 47 years.

According to the Sinclair Lewis Society:

“Although almost all of his (Elmer Gantry) sermons seem to be variations on “love is the morning and the evening star” (a phrase he “borrows” from the noted atheist Robert Ingersoll), he is able to be successful because he tells people what they want to hear, even though he does not believe it himself.”

The actual quote of Robert Ingersoll:

“Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.

It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.

Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.”

― Robert G. Ingersoll

https://rugby843.blog/2018/02/11/let-it-bleed-love/

Movie Monday

“Ferris Bueller’s Day Off” is my pick this week. I love the video featured below.

Ferris Bueller (Matthew Broderick) has an uncanny skill at cutting classes and getting away with it. Intending to make one last duck-out before graduation, Ferris calls in sick, “borrows” a Ferrari, and embarks on a one-day journey through the streets of Chicago. On Ferris’ trail is high school principal Rooney (Jeffrey Jones), determined to catch him in the act.

Featured song: Oh Yeah

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Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt 41

Cuddle up, snow on the way

What happened to my sunny day

Tomorrow’s forecast has snow plus sleet

Wow I can’t seem to warm my feet

Blankets piled, coffee served

Icy leaves have been curved

Close the drapes, should have used plastic

Didn’t think I needed to be that drastic

Weather rules, no use to deny it

Where’s my slippers, I need to defy it

Cuddle, huddle, stay away from the puddles

No use to fight, Mother Nature befuddles.

What happened to my sunny day?

Cuddle up, snow on the way!

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2018/02/10/weekend-writing-prompt-41-weather/