The Bag Lady

I’m here, I’m laughing and in a great mood. Here ya go–passing it on to you, got it? ❤️😄❤️! I woke up to heavy pounding and scraping. Apparently they are redoing the apartment above me. . .again. People that live above me must be really hard on their area!

But the topper that made me laugh was seeing an excerpt from Jimmy Kimmel’s at home show – he said people were so desperate for TP they are buying bidets and if really, really desperate, they could buy Sodastream. I guess it may only be funny to me, but made my day. So smiling, drinking coffee and emailing back and forth to my sisters in New England. They just received ten inches of heavy wet snow!

My phone upgraded last night and when I wrote an email, it was in two other different languages, Italian and Vietnamese! Living in probably the whitest area of America besides possibly North Dakota, I doubt my phone would have use for these languages. It was another reason to laugh, but finally got it corrected–Another reason to dislike upgrades. Maybe upgrades are just another way to gather more of your personal, supposedly private info to spread around, sell, whatever they do with it.

So basically a great day so far. I have chicken and dumplings or spaghetti left overs for meals today, so yea – no cooking! Stay warm, dry and well. 🥰

https://lindaghill.com/2020/03/24/what-day-is-it-anyway/

I am lucky

That’s what I say

I can feel the magic in the everyday

It happens often

In a word or in a sight

Of a baby sweet or in laughter of a child

Magic happens all around

If you take the time.

https://dversepoets.com/2020/03/23/quadrille-100-abracadabra-wheres-my-magic-wand/

Here I am again! After emailing with my sister back and forth with recipes, etc, we both remembered pulling carrots out of the ground, wiping them off on our jeans and chomping on them. I brought up shelling peas and pinching off the ends of green beans. Husking corn was not my favorite!😄

What blessed children we were!

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It isn’t there but I can feel it, as in a dream, seeming to unconsciously choose only your touch. I’ve never felt it but imagine the pleasure, the love, spreading over me like a warm bath. We meet-here and there in whispered notes, written only in our minds.

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Maybe you would like to answer some frivolous questions while you are isolated. Be my guest! All with a sense of humor, don’t get your knickers in a twist!

1. Do you follow fashion trends?
2. Do you wear sweats while working at home?
3. Underwear or commando?
4. Men wearing socks or no with dress shoes?
5. Do you have a full length mirror?
6. Do you wear makeup at home?
7. How many times do you check your appearance in the rear view mirror while driving?
8. Do you apply makeup while driving?
9. Do you shave every day or like the stubble look?
10. How long does it take you to be “ready” for work or going in public?
11. Do you groom yourself more often than your pet?
12. How many clothing items are in your bedroom, not hung up?

That’s all for today. If you like these, I have more.

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Keeping their promise

Standing alone, waiting for the sky to turn completely black, devoid of his essence.

She promised to wait until he was ended.

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https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/03/23/what-do-you-see-22-march-23-2020/

Whenever I hear this prompt, I always think of “Hogan’s Heroes” and Sergeant Schultz:

https://cyranny.com/2020/03/23/nothing-word-of-the-day-challenge/?like_actor=102337606&like_hmac=2f44e7b61b0329dba051f7a55f0735be&postid=52226&like=1&source=sub_email

Bored with television, eyes tired from screens or books? Then I recommend old radio shows like this one: Suspense! Sit back, close your eyes and enjoy.

https://fivedotoh.com/2020/03/23/fowc-with-fandango-suspense/#like-41435

If only this was the way the world of people saw each other, maybe we would all get along.

https://fivedotoh.com/2020/03/23/fandangos-flash-fiction-challenge-58/#like-41501

When she saw the huge bird fly onto the windowsill with its wriggling prey, she tried to put her mind somewhere else, thinking of a blue horizon and this horrid nightmare was only that, a black dream. But then it flew and settled next to her on the bed, and she was frozen to the spot, all the while not able to understand the grisly smile on her captor’s face. She was stranded and put her trust in a charming stranger. It was only the rough handling up a stairway and locking the door behind them when rampant fear overwhelmed her.

She watched the incomprehensible from stained bed sheets, where the indentations of the night before remained. She had been conquered but still alive, and the fear inside had not diminished. He stood in the corner observing her horror as the omophogus raven pulled at the rat’s flesh. She wondered if she would be the next victim of the vicious bird, and looked again at her captor. He seemed almost in a fascinated trance, watching the bird peck and pull at the rat.

She tensed at the thought and shivered as a cold wind blew in behind the raven. Reaching for a covering that was slung to the side the night before, she wrapped it around her, but was not warmed as the chilling sight continued. What else could he do, would he do, as the raven approached closer and brought a shriek of fear. She pulled the cover over her mouth to muffle her scream.

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