Weekend Writing Prompt #318 – Design

Here are this week’s questions:

1. How do you like your coffee/tea? I make a latte – warm every morning at home but if I’m out to lunch I might have iced tea.

2. Are you a dunker (of biscuits/cookies)? Absolutely not

3. What is your favourite biscuit/cookie? Homemade peanut butter and I make great ones😂

4. Have you ever baked your own biscuits/cookies? All the time before I was stuck in a wheelchair. Even though my apartment says handicapped the shelves are still too high for cooking easily. It doesn’t help that I’m losing height every day.

Gratitude: I’m grateful to have my health as my second oldest sister passed away three weeks ago and my next sister is in hospice now. It has been a horrid couple of months.

Share Your World 10th July

Pen us a poem of precisely 44 words (not counting the title), including some form of the word twelve.
• Post your Quadrille piece on your blog and link back to this post.
• Place the link to your actual post (not your blog url) on the Mister Linky page.

Time Passes Quickly

Twelve months doesn’t sound like much, does it? Birthdays, anniversaries, vacations, holidays and appointments make it seem shorter than the 365 days it encompasses. January, freezing in a blizzard, you think this is the longest month. I wish it was over! Suddenly it is.

http://dversepoets.com/2023/07/10/happy-dverse-twelfth-anniversary/

This week’s Story Starter teaser is: I unlocked the door as quietly as I could and slipped into the dark kitchen when my wife suddenly flicked on the lights, temporarily blinding me.

“What the dickens?” I screamed! “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?” Joe tried shoving and hiding the cookies behind the jar he had just been raiding.

“It’s okay Joe, I know the scent of chocolate chip cookies is your nemesis.” They both sat down at the table and had a midnight snack of milk and cookies.

Fandango’s Story Starter #105

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A last minute road trip with my daughter and granddaughter to CO where we lived for years, driving straight through and visiting friends and relatives. So wonderful a break from my sad and depressing family news, reuniting and resolving some old issues. The landscape brought great memories of previous travels and areas that I hadn’t seen for eight years. Here are two take away photos – turn up for sound! This is my idea of heaven:

Above – This was from car so a bit odd😀

It was my daughter’s idea and of course as usual, she knows what I love and need most. Even though WY and CO border each other they are very different—think I got a needed green and tree fix finally👍🏻🥰

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I haven’t been on here much. I’m trying to keep my head above water as my older sister just died and my other sister just diagnosed with three cancers. in hospital. I’m an emotional person at the best of times but now I’m a puddle. I’ll probably post oldies for a while but I am reading yours. 👍🏻

Daily Prompt:  Flee

I was just getting up, not quite awake

When the front door started to shake.

Sitting on the edge of the bed I just listened

So early the moonlight still glistened

Through the cracks in the blinds

I tried to clear my mind.

What could be making all this prattle

The door on loose hinges started to rattle

A delivered package? From the bed I rose

They did not read my note, I suppose.

I left a note on the door you see

To leave any parcels for delivery

There on the outside of my door

Cause answering quickly is a hard chore.

After some scraping, thumping, and thuds

I heard a voice say “Hey, what’s up, Bud”?

I froze on the spot

Who could that be, what?

“Hey, you changed things in here quite a lot”

I sat very still, while the guy had a thought.

“Oh, my god, I am sorry!, Oh, my god, oh my god”.

You’d think I’d be nervous and scared

For this strange guest I was not prepared.

I stayed in my room, quiet as a mouse

Since no light was on it was dark in my house.

“Oh, my god, I’m so sorry, I thought this was Dave’s!”

Trying to be quiet while laughing I craved

The intruder kept saying how sorry he was

Then shuffled and mumbled, at the door he paused.

“Sorry again, I, uh, please forgive me”

I heard his footsteps as out he did flee.

True story!

http://allaboutwriting.net/2016/12/12/daily-prompt-flee/

http://fivedotoh.com/2023/06/30/fandangos-flashback-friday-june-30th/

One-Liner Wednesday – Day One is in the Bag

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