Painting by my talented sister, Jo:
Song Lyric Sunday
My first attempt at this challenge. I hope this qualifies as it was my first thought for some odd reason. I’m still the romantic I was when this film and song was released in 1955 when I was nine. 😳🙄☺️
https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2019/06/29/i-heard-the-news-today/
Camp Granada
My granddaughter just got home from asthma camp, a great program for kids with illnesses of varying degrees. It made me think of this song we used to sing along to on road trips.
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700 Sundays
I’ve been a Billy Crystal fan for ages. He’s a couple of years younger, but I relate well to a special from his book of the same name, “700 Sundays”. It will make you laugh and cry, sometimes at the same moment. I am a comedy lover and so much of this is a reminder of why. I hope you enjoy it. Below is an interview talking about the movie.
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Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt #112
Life is a beautiful bubble when you can float around avoiding all the sharpness.
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https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2019/06/29/weekend-writing-prompt-112-carefree/
SoCS June 29, 2019
I write this date and cannot think where this year has gone already. Half over and someone talked about Christmas shopping? I must be dreaming. It’s finally warm and sunny and I hope our daily thunder and hailstorms are done. The prompt for this week is for, four, fore and I offer this:
And as I was looking for that, I found an old Gary Larson cartoon, a bonus!
Remember to laugh this weekend!👍🏻
FOWC: Scramble
Saturday morning, time to amble
To the diner, coffee’s a preamble
To bacon, maybe a veggie scramble
Eggs or pancakes it’s a gamble
Served by the old cook Campbell
Never has been able to see well
However the servings are ample.
Fandango’s Friday Flashback
Sam Hunt
Riding in the car, listening to the radio, thought these lyrics were clever.
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Secrets of Plastic
Well here we are again, Unie, you’d think they could at least put us in the shade! My bright pink is beginning to fade and you know what that means. Kids won’t like you anymore because you’re not bright and shiny and you’re dumped into the bin. At least you won’t change color as fast, so you’re good.
It is blazing hot out here. I think I’m beginning to melt. Hey Unie, are you listening? Here they come again. Thank goodness we can cool off in the sea.
Oh my god, the big one jumped on me. I’m split! Pssssfttt.
https://only100words.xyz/2019/06/28/three-line-tales-week-178/
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