The Bag Lady

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Dust travels silently over them, weeds hide their presence. Wind driven tumbleweeds roll, sometimes pausing, possibly to reflect what lies below. Time itself still passes, never stopping to think of the children, the victims of the past. I remember, I reflect. I dress in their stories patterned and purpled as night.

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How did you do? I hope you had fun.

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1. Nibbling ’ on sponge cake – Margaritaville – Jimmy Buffet

2. Well she got her daddy’s car and she cruised through the hamburger stand now – Fun Fun Fun – The Beach Boys

3. Close your eyes and I’ll kiss you- All my Lovin – The Beatles

4. Chicks and geese and ducks better scurry – Surrey with the Fringe on top – Gordon Mac Rae

5. Take the ribbon from your hair – Help me make it Through the Night – Kris Kristofferson

6. Well I tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen – Nine to Five – Dolly Parton

7. In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came – The Phantom of the Opera- Andrew Lloyd Webber

8. On a dark and desert highway – Hotel California – The Eagles

9. Well life on the farm is kinda laid back – Thank God I’m a Country Boy – John Denver

10. My mama done told me – Blues in the Night – Shirley Bassey

11. She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee, her dress has got a tear – Maria -Sound of Music

12. When I find myself in times of trouble – Let it Be – The Beatles

13. Birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it – Let’s Fall in Love – Cole Porter

14. Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord – Hallelujah – Leonard Cohen

15. Every mornin’ at the mine you could see him arrive – Big Bad John – Jimmy Dean

16. It’s the thought of being young, when your heart’s just like a drum / Permission to Dance – BTS

17. Oh my love, my darling – Unchained Melody – Righteous Brothers

18. Get your motor runnin’, head out on the highway – Born to be Wild – Steppenwolf

19. You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back – I’ll be There – The Jackson Five

20. Steve walks warily down the street with his brim pulled way down low – Another One Bites the Dust – Queen

21. It’s been seven hours and fifteen days – Nothing Compares to You – Sinead O’Connor

22. Guess it’s true, I’m not good at a one night stand – Stay With Me – Sam Smith

23. Well, east coast girls are hip – California Girls – The Beach Boys

24. Early this morning when you knocked upon my door – Me and the Devil Blues – Robert Johnson

25. She was morning and I was night time – Play Me – Neil Diamond

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Since our big family Thanksgiving dinner was postponed we are now revved up for turkey today. I am looking forward to it since my daughter’s home is probably decorated for Christmas by now and the atmosphere will be a welcome change from my dreary, box filled apartment. There is always much laughter and oohing and ahhing when the traditional feast is on the table. Sugar and spice and everything nice is the theme for the day.

No matter how old I get, this song runs through my head during the holidays:

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There’s a bottle
On the dresser by your ring
And it’s empty
So right now I don’t feel a thing
I’ll be hurtingWhen I wake up on the floor
But I’ll be over it by noon
That’s the difference
Between whiskey and youCome tomorrow
I can walk in a store
It ain’t a problem
They’ll always sell me more
It’s your forgiveness
Well, that’s something I can’t buy
There ain’t a thing that I can do
That’s the difference
Between whiskey and youOne’s the devil
One keeps driving me insane
At times I wonder
If they ain’t both the same
One’s a liar
That helps to hide me from my pain
And one’s the long gone bitter truth
That’s the difference between whiskey and youI’ve got a problem
But it ain’t like what you think
I drink because I’m lonesome
And I’m lonesome ’cause I drink
But if I don’t break down
And bring it on myself
It’ll hit out of the blue
That’s the difference
Between whiskey and youOne’s the devil
One keeps driving me insane
At times, I wonder
Ohhw if they ain’t both the same
But one’s a liar
That helps to hide me from my pain
And one’s the long gone bitter truth
That’s the difference between whiskey and you
Ah, that’s the difference between whiskey and you

Source: MusixmatchSongwriters: Stapleton Christopher Alvin / Miller Lee ThomasWhiskey and You lyrics © Wb Music Corp., Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp., Spirit Catalogue Holdings S.a.r.l., Spirit Catalogue Holdings, S.a.r.l.

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The cash registers were silent as another December 24th passed by. Another variant of the pandemic was spreading, seemingly preying on the resistant unvaccinated. Because of false proclamations of a few, there was no way to quell the onslaught of the virus. The only businesses to profit this year were gun vendors.

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Pulling up part of his sleeves and applying a garter to hug the cloth from slipping down, Jack thought he was ready. The axe was sharpened, the lounge clear of unnecessary furniture and any splinter of autumn was removed. He wanted the hedonistic adventure of being the first of his family to cut down and set up a real Christmas tree for his new home. The fake foil and plastic trees in bright Crayola colors were in the past; plus, this was the first home he, his wife and children actually owned.

Jack was looking forward to adding cohesion to his family by starting a new tradition. As his family stepped outside their cabin, the flight of a single snow flurry felt like a blessing on his endeavor.

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MLMM Tale Weaver 149 – Grandparents

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I was a lucky child to have both sets of grandparents living with us. I use lucky as a relevant term applied from a child’s point of view. The toll of caring for them in illness purposed on my mother was great, but I think generally we all were grateful having them close.

My sister and I had great respect for our grandparents; however, we were sometimes mischievous in our actions. The attic in our old farmhouse was huge, covering the attached apartment where my dad’s parents lived. We played in the attic probably every day. It was filled with everything to enhance a child’s imagination.One day we were moving things around and discovered a tiny hole in the attic floor, revealing our grandparents’ kitchen below. Being the “adventurous” girls we were, we decided to play a trick on them. We made a spider out of something and attached a long string. When Grammie walked into the kitchen we suddenly dropped the spider through the hole, in front of her. The rational thoughts of scaring an old, feeble woman to cause harm, never occurred to us as we lay there on the attic floor laughing.

The laughing stopped as we were discovered by our mother.

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**I tried to find a spider drawing to add above, but since I have a phobia about spiders, I couldn’t spend a lot of time looking for the right one. The less frightening emojis will have to do.

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Joe sat perched on a wooden stool next to the window. The blinds were only slightly opened and the room was dark. He had one hand on his cel and one on his walkie-talkie. He was steeled for his shift on the neighborhood watch. Joe was beginning to regret making that chili with extra jalapeños for dinner.

The neighborhood was in a part of town that had too many bars, and jobless hooligans. Joe and a few other hearty eaters decided to form their own group of vigils. This night Joe’s shift was midnight to four, not usually a problem for him, he rarely slept anymore. Being jobless himself, he spent mornings looking for employment and afternoons watching Fox news.

Joe was thinking he might sneak away to use the bathroom when he heard some man yell, “what the hell’s going on in there?” The voice was deep and angry and Joe didn’t recognize it. He pushed the send button on the talkie to raise Frank who lived two doors down.

“Frank, come in, Frank! Something’s going on but I don’t see anyone.”

“Got you, Joe. There’s been a truck just idling between houses in the middle of the street. I’ve been watching it but can’t see in the tinted windows. I can’t see who’s inside, but it’s just sitting there, engine running.”

“Think we should check it out?” Hoping the answer was “negative”, Joe was suddenly blinded by bright headlights. The truck must have spotted him looking through the blinds. Joe lost his balance on the stool and dropped his cel and the walkie-talkie. The room was full of light and he panicked. He felt around for the cel, already on 911 speed dial, but it must have slid under the couch. He could hear the truck engine revving up its engine repeatedly.

From across the room, Frank’s voice was shrill, “Joe, Joe, what’s happening? I saw the truck drive up on your lawn! Are you okay? Should I call 911? Joe?”

Joe’s eyes finally adjusted to the truck lights and he found his cel. He pushed the speed dial and heard a busy signal. The truck seemed to get louder and now he had evidence he should not have eaten that chili.

“Frank! Call 911!”

The busy signal continued because Frank was on their line explaining Joe needed help. Flashing lights finally appeared but Frank and Joe were told to remain in their homes. The man in the truck explained he was just waiting for a friend but was arrested for loitering and reckless endangerment. Later, the police found his “friend” had tried to break in to a house behind Joe’s.

Feeling success in their efforts, the two men rewarded themselves with a small pizza and beer party at the nearest establishment.

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“I think we should use the leverage we have to fight against what are illegal, unconstitutional and abusive mandates,” said Texas Sen. Ted Cruz.

I guess burning books and taking away women’s rights, mocking the President, taking vacations while his state is having a crisis, mocking BigBird for vaccination promo, and promoting false election fraud and financing Boebert is more his style.

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