Category: Uncategorized

Warm, sweet

Delightful treat

Without you I’d sleep

For when I wake

Need a cup to take

Sleepiness away

To get on with the day.

#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 9th, 2018

Is anyone else having problems with the editor? Think I’m going crazy! I write, in a form I choose and then the editor changes the form, leaves out parts of words and site addresses of the Prompt site, adds these <<<<<things, while leaving off words and adding them, spacing sucks, etc, etc! I’ve just about had it, and it usually takes a bit for me to get this irritated. What is up with this?!

https://rugby843.blog

This Prompt coincided with a writing I received from my sister today, who shall be known as Incognito!😂 I know but it’s her wish. I thought this fit the Prompt, well, brilliantly. Thanks, sis!<<<<<<
😂😂

She entered the room on a mission to revive the occupant. Loud uneven snorts came from the bed. Her foot crunched on a half-empty potato chip bag, just before she slipped on a banana peel , rammed her knee into the corner of the dresser and let out a string of unidentifiable grammar. Her teen-age son slept on undisturbed, oblivious to her pain. She fought the desire to commit justifiable homicide and limped out, slamming the door behind her. In the kitchen she took an ice pack from the freezer and began to assess the damage to the bruised knee, when an idea popped into her head. Hmmmm–ice cubes–the perfect revenge!

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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

A sunny day, perfect for the excursion I planned with my granddaughter. She loved animals and this was an exceptional venue. It was in the middle of the city, but like a book that opened to a beautiful picture, it was a hidden treasure.

We drove up to the large, wide grey building, a few stories with hardly a window, it seemed a curious structure. It was standing unusually large, surrounded by smaller buildings. We parked in the underground lot and noticed many large bins located there, adding to my granddaughter’s inquisition. She was young and as curious as me, but I left her questions unanswered.

We took the delegated elevator to the top floor where we met with my husband’s employer. He resembled the actor Stanley Tucci, and whenever I saw him I had to smile, thinking that. However, he was a friendly man but authoritative in business. We had a brief meeting and he handed me the papers I was there to collect. My husband was on assignment and I was there with (Stanley) to act in my husband’s stead.

I took the folder with papers and put it into a large bag type purse I carried. We shook hands and then we were free to roam this amazing building the owner created. He escorted us to a different elevator door from his office and glass encased doors opened to a magical scene. My granddaughter was beyond excited. Mary loved going to the zoo, but this was a wholly different experience.

The interior of the building was hollowed out and contained a huge body of water in the center. On different islands and shores were an assortment of animals. Large doors were created behind these live scenes, allowing the keepers of this open (zoo) to go in and out for maintenance and feeding. There was no warring between the animals here. They seemed content with their open, although contained atmosphere.

Mary was fascinated, and as the employer’s guests, we were allowed to go in and out of the doors in each area to visit the animals. She was thrilled and amazed at the same time. It was as if pictures in her favorite books had come to life.

http://secretkeeper.net/2018/01/08/Weekly-writing-challenge-123/

It must be magic

Or was it hope in my dream

I felt your presence

https://ronovanwrites.com/2018/08/01/

Someone starting here

Certainly a most sweet one

A new life begins

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2018/01/06/weekend-writing-prompt-36-begin/

Oh my goodness

What a word

It’s so sad, and rather absurd

Considering it’s the new year

A new beginning

Should be full of hope

And lots of grinning!

Looking forward, definitely not back

This word seems as if hope is lacked.

But I’ll give it a chance, try not to scorn

But, really, people, forlorn?

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

I was just having this discussion with my nineteen year old granddaughter this afternoon. I was saying older women should be able to wear whatever they want. She was wearing sweats, home from college, when I was asking her about her daily schedule. She said she was just chilling, wearing that. She is tall and beautiful, looks good in anything. We remarked about women wearing pants, trousers for those of you across the pond. I said why should any woman wear those huge polyester baggie pants at any age? I wear leggings because they don’t get caught in my wheelchair wheels, any print I like. If you can’t wear what you want at 70, when can you?

This I what I’m talking about:  (from “Torrid” catalog)

#JusJoJan 2018, the 8th – Pants

Time again, can you believe how fast time flies?🦋🦋🦋🦋for ceenphotography’s SYW post and here’s a copy below:

Here are my answers:

1. I only do showers because I have to sit on a bench and use the hand held shower. I couldn’t get out of a tub if I managed to get in! 🙈

2. I am retired because of many reasons, but I’m still a student of life.

3. Definitely. His name is Brownie, given to me by my grandkids after my last hospital stay. He has many interesting expressions.

I have to repeat last week’s answer. My inspiration is always my family. I’m very proud of them!💗

Just jotting has been my day. No indelible thoughts to speak of, and it’s 11:18 pm so I doubt I’ll be getting any. It was one of those days I did absolutely nothing. I’m just sneaking this in because it’s not midnight yet. A waste reading this, wasn’t it?😳😎

http://lindaghill.com/2018/01/07/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-7th-2018/