Friday, November 10, 2017

Wedding Bells - UYW

Ann and I were in the front yard of her mother's home, down on our hands and knees, pulling weeds. Not something I enjoy doing but I love spending time with my cousin/BFF. She is the sweetest soul, funny, smart and we share the same birthday. I however am older which she is very quick to remind me of! hahaha
I sat up on my heels, wiped the sweat from my brow as I looked over at Ann all hunched over the dirt and blurted out... SO, do you want to be my maid of honor?
She jerked up straight, looked at me, eyes big as saucers, jaw hanging slack and then it came. She squealed loud enough to be heard a mile away. I laughed so loud and hard I almost fell over!
Ann said "ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? OMGosh YES, yes yes yes!"
She leaped across the dirt and landed smack dab on me, squishing me with tons of hugs. We were both laughing and crying at the same time. It was the most elated and alive I had felt in years, except of course when he said "will you marry me".
We sat there in the front yard, all dirty and sweaty, talking details until our old bones could barely move.
When I stood up, I looked down and there was a big ol'scrape on my knee, no wonder it was burning. I said, "your momma's gonna need to find me a band aid, look what you did!" and we both laughed again.
While inside the house that afternoon, one by one, family stopped by. This is normal. Our family is deeply rooted and connected to each other. We spend most weekends together and when one rejoices, we all rejoice and when one is sad, we all gather our shotguns and go after the SOB that hurt our family. Just kidding, verbally we may attack the snot out of them but we are not violent women at all. During the visits there were lots of shocked faces, tears flowed like a leaky faucet and even a few squeals but nothing like the one Ann let out earlier. My cup over-floweth! My heart was bursting at the seems and this I thought, was how it is supposed to be.
Sheree asked about my friends, won't they be upset that one of them is not the maid of honor?
I sat and thought for a minute and replied, "No. They know how close Ann and I are, they are all very happy for me and thrilled to be guest. I might have a few acquaintances that I'll have to let them down easy but I wouldn't choose them anyway. It will be fine, besides, my day, my choice right?"
Ann pipes up and says "That's right! They'll get over it because I'M standing up with my BFF!!" Everyone laughed and took a sip of tea sweet enough to rot your teeth.

Today's words are: Maid of honor ~ Let them down easy ~ Band Aid ~ Weeds
They were submitted by:     
This short story is in part fiction. I am getting married on the 14th, so in just a few short days. Ann is my cousin and will be my maid of honor. She did squeal like a stuck pig on slaughter day but the rest is intermingled with truth and fiction. Hope you enjoyed it. I am truly blessed and no Jules had no idea! Which makes this all the more touching to me.  

Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them. 
Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:

Baking In A Tornado        
Cognitive Script               
The Blogging 911         
On the Border                 
The Bergham Chronicles            
Southern Belle Charm          
Bookworm in the Kitchen          
Part-time Working Hockey Mom   

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Indian Summer Jubilation

This month our theme is: Joys of Fall but since you know I like to be different, I decided to come up with a title with an explanation just a tad different.
At the end of this post you'll find links to the other brave and talented bloggers. Be sure to stop by and say hi! Again, thank you for indulging me by stopping by to see my attempt at poetry.

Trees standing tall
limbs outstretched to the sky
leaves green and vibrant
today in the sun and warmth

Tomorrow it changes
trees stand tall
limbs outstretched to the sky
leaves are changing
from green to gold to orange to brown

Brown they fall
fall down to the ground
dry and crinkled they lay
until we rake them up into piles

Piles of leaves
stacked high and full
We step back and look
smiles crack open our faces

Eyes bright and round
we step back and run
we jump high and fall
into the leaves and roll around

Loud squeals of delight
leaves flying into the air
laughter floating down the street
folks stop to stare

These are the days
warm and crisp
days of fun filled laughter
Joys of Fall

Karen at Baking In A Tornado
Lydia of Cluttered Genius 
Diane of On The Border

Friday, November 3, 2017

The Elusive Hor d'oeuvre - SSS

Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week 11 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts. 
Imagine found on Pinterest

Zoinks! As Shaggy loves to say, I was invited to a party and the whole mystery team will be there, which normally means that something will go wrong. I swear they can't go anywhere without something out of the norm happening. Getting dressed for the shindig with great anticipation and a slight case of nerves. Wow...I was going to be in the SAME room as Velma, Shaggy, Daphne and Fred...ahh Fred. Whew, who didn't have a crush on Fred too bad he was all starry eyed for that ding bat Daphne. *eye roll*
Upon arrival, I'm a bit early and I scan the crowd. No mystery team anywhere. Sighing internally I think it's probably Daphne, she's making them late. Surprised at my own jealously I realize I'm not fond of her, I've never met her, she has done me no harm but I just don't like her. Shrugging off this feeling I walk over to the table to see what delicious hor d'oeuvres are awaiting my taste buds.
The room is buzzing with excitement, the noise level has increased, something is happening. I turn and there they are! Shaggy and Scooby saunter in all regal and gangly at the same time, followed closely by Velma in her sweater dress looking very smart.
The crowd goes silent, I stretch my neck so I can see better, ahh yes, there he is, Fred. And draped across his arm like a minx is Daphne in a sequin ball gown. Freddy is looking dapper in his tux. Wow, they really are the perfect looking power couple.
I'm star struck. Standing there with my jaw gaping open like some school girl, I start to back up and BAM!
I spin around to apologize and see the most mesmerizing eyes looking deep into my soul.
Stammering I manage to peep out a very feeble "hi". He chuckles, and says "pardon moi madame." Tips his head and off he goes.
Oh man...I have no idea who he is but wow, just wow. He has my attention and that of every red blooded woman in the room. You can feel the estrogen level rise along with the heat! Woo weee!
Evening rolls into night, the air cools, the atmosphere is relaxed, chatter is seamless and everyone is enjoying themselves, that is until the lights go out.
A few shrieks, What the what's, and a calm voice is heard over the crowd, "Please everyone remain calm I'm sure it is a breaker" and poof, as quickly as the lights went out they have returned. But what is missing?
The hor d'oeuvre table, not just a platter or the food but the entire table?!?! Now how in the heck did that happen in 2.4 seconds? Shocked and dismayed the head waiter rushes over to Freddy. "Monsieur you must help, our hor d'oeuvre table, she is gone!"
Freddy replies "Who is gone? What does she look like, I'll get the gang right on it!"
The head waiter shakes his head, "no no, not she, zee table sir, she is gone."
Velma walks up and says "we understand sir, Freddy stop being such a dope, we will look around." Now Freddy, where is Shaggy? Did he and Scooby take the table?"
Looking around the crew sees Shaggy and Scooby on the balcony enjoying a HUGE plate of, well let's hope it's food. Hard to tell it's piled so high. Gulp and it's gone! HOW do they do that without choking?
Being the curious person I am, I start looking around. I find a few shrimp on the floor, almost like a trail. But it ends at the wall. Hmm I wonder if the wall moves, like in the old movies. OMGosh! Wouldn't it be exciting if they asked me to help!! Okay I tell myself not to jump the gun, look around and see what other clues I can find.
Lifting a curtain here and there, moving a plant, walking around the corner and opps! I bump into Velma.
Oh my word! You're Velma! She giggles and extends her hand to me. "Yes, I'm Velma and you are?"
I shake her hand almost too vigorously. "Hi yes I'm RaeDeen of RD Investigations." 
"oh yes, I heard someone earlier tonight mention you were here, you have a wonderful reputation for solving crime that precedes you."
I am taken aback, someone here knows me, I'm not even sure how I was invited to this shindig much less someone KNOWS me or my reputation?! I'm flattered.
"Well, I'm sorry, I was just looking around, you know there were several shrimp on the floor where the table was and it almost looks like a trail but it ends at the wall. I was scoping out the situation when I bumped into you."
That's great, we could sure use your help. Let's go over and I'll introduce you to everyone and we can solve this mystery and get home at a decent hour." Velma walks and I follow.
Freddy, Velma, Daphne and I discuss what happened prior to the lights going out, what we've all observed over the nights event and who is suspect. Of course, we have to clear Shaggy and Scooby first. With them being the chow hounds that they are, everyone suspects it is them who have absconded with the table.
Velma and I team up, Freddy and Daphne, Shaggy and Scooby who of course start looking in the kitchen but are quickly chased out by the chef who is screaming "NO DOGS in the kitchen!"
We make our way back over the wall, feel around and sure enough my suspicions were correct, the wall swings open and there behind the wall is the table! Lots of ooh and ahhs come from the crowd and a few laughs.
seems we have been set up. The master of ceremony begins to clap and the crowd joins him. He quickly makes his way over and shakes our hands. "Ah yes I knew I could not fool you two, such intelligent women you found the table. I did this as a way to highlight your talents and end the evening on a high note! Yes it worked!" he seems very pleased with himself. We laugh and everyone claps.
A short time later as we are leaving the grand ballroom, Velma says, "we made a great team RaeDeen, if you're ever in our neck of the woods and find yourself bored, we'd love to have you join us." Oh man, I'm so flattered. "thank you, thank you so much, we did make a great team. and I will definitely look you up if I'm ever up your way."
Daphne and Freddy say they farewells and down the steps they go towards the Mystery van. I roll my eyes again. Velma releases and giggle. I am red faced. Oh gosh "I'm so sorry, how do you work with her?" Velma says, "you get used to it".
Scooby licks my face, seems he likes me too. hahaha
I watch them climb inside and speed off to their next case. Wow, what a night. Can you imagine if I was actually able to work with them on a daily basis???? Nah, I shake my head. Daphne would need a dose of reality and some humble pie if I had to stay around her, Shaggy and Scooby are a hoot and so much fun, Velma would challenge my intellect and Freddy, well he'd be a distraction.
Walking over I wait while the valet fetches my car. What a night. What a night indeed.

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:
Baking In A Tornado                
The Blogging 911         
 The Lieber Family Blog           
The Bergham Chronicles        
Southern Belle Charm            
 Bookworm in the Kitchen        
Never Ever Give Up Hope        
Part-time Working Hockey Mom      

Your “Secret Subject” is:
Scooby Doo and his gang need your help to solve their latest mystery. How do you help them? Who do you get along best with? Who do you roll your eyes at all the time? Who solves the mystery?
It was submitted by:                           
Thank you Karen at Book Worm Kitchen, this was a lot of fun!

Friday, October 27, 2017

Does This Help Me See?

Welcome to....

Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.

Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by Southern Belle Charm

45 - Southern Belle Charm  October 2107.jpg
1. Well, I need to protect my eyes Grandma.

2. Which pair do I like? Well duh, all of them, can't you tell?

3. What do you mean I have to pick ONE pair????

4. Does this help me see you ask? Why yes, yes it does. I see you being a pain.

5. That's right, I'm a shades hog, I want them all and I'm little, cute and a princess so of course, I'll get them all 😎

Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile:

Bookworm in the Kitchen
Baking In A Tornado       
The Bergham Chronicles  
Southern Belle Charm

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Their Love

Her dreams were deeper than the enchanted forest,
higher than the mountains,
wider than the open prairie,
and his love took her to places she had never known.

Her heart was full.

Her blood coursed through her veins
faster, stronger, and freer than before.
Her vision was sharper.
Her mind was clearer.
Her breathing was deeper.
Her dreams were more vivid,
and she owed it all to his love.
A love that ran true, strong, deep, and passionate.
A mature love 
of friendship and companionship
and it had stood the test of time.
It had weathered the strain.
it had climbed the laborious mountain of pain
and stood on the crest of the mountain
like a roaring lion
screaming at the mountain top. . .
and are stronger and more resilient for it.

Their love endured forever...

Friday, October 13, 2017

The Prodigal Love - UYW

Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them. 

Shea stood on the porch overlooking the huge task in front of her. At the foot of the drive she could see the vacancy sign, it echoed what was in her heart. Vacancy, empty, dry, her  batteries had quit so to speak. She didn't care anymore.
She tossed out the last few sips of coffee onto the ground, cursed and walked back into the entryway. Shea looked around her, in the   path of her vision she saw it. A photo of "him", how dare he look at her that way, smiling, smug, all knowing! He didn't know anything! DAMN HIM!
MOM! startled she spun around "WHAAAT?!"
Her son, only 9 years old, stood shaking. She cleared her throat and again, "what? I'm sorry honey, you startled me, do you need something?"
"umm, no, never mind." he shuffled off.
Shea caught his arm, "I'm sorry honey and I know I say that a lot these days, what did need?" she pulled him into a hug.
For a brief moment he relaxed but then quickly shrugged her off.
She took a deep breath. Again, DAMN HIM, here she was doing the best she could with what little he left her and her son, HER SON, was estranged from her because of HIM! GRRR she could feel it building again. That melt down she had been trying so desperately too avoid.
Walking down the hall towards the kitchen Shea saw the stack on bills on the side board. She hung her head and kept walking, what could she do, there was nothing left to sell except the house and property, no money, nothing but debt.
As she stepped into the kitchen there he stood, all six feet tall, tanned and holding a block of cheese?! What the what?
Kodi walked over, laid the cheese on the counter, gave her his best smile and said "good morning darlin', aren't you the picture of beauty this morning." Like that was going to fix everything! huh?!
The next morning it was all a blur, Shea rolled over and bumped into someone. EEK ACK OMGosh what HAD she done???
With a sigh of relief she saw Kodi fast asleep, she rubbed her forehead, stretched her back and said NO MORE SUSHI at bedtime!
She rubbed his back, well it wasn't all a dream. He had left her, she had struggled, he had returned. Her prodigal love, she signed, took a deep breath and as she looked heavenward she whispered, "God I do love this man, please don't ever let him leave me again and if he does let his truck break down, his dog die, his favorite boots get a hole in them, his wallet get, just let him stay here, love us and be faithful. Amen."
He rolled over at that very minute and said "good morning darlin', aren't you the picture of beauty this morning' kissed her nose and pulled her close.

Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:
Baking In A Tornado        
The Blogging 911         
Sparkly Poetic Weirdo            
On the Border                 
The Bergham Chronicles            
Southern Belle Charm              
Bookworm in the Kitchen          

Your words are:
batteries ~ estranged ~ direct ~ vacancy ~ cheese ~ huge
They were submitted by:

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

A Bootiful Scream

Good morning! Today is an attempt at poetry by myself and poetry submissions from my blogger buddies. I hope you enjoy it and visit the others. We post once a month and each month have a different theme. As we are all different, each bloggers take on the them is different. At the bottom of the post you will find links to the other brave souls.

A Boo-tiful Scream

She walked gracefully by the stones,
cold and hard like her heart.
her fingers skimmed the tops
feeling the cold hard stone,
wet with evening dew 
causing her to shiver.
A thrill ran through her.
     an owl screeched,
          a limb snapped,
her breath caught in her throat.
A breeze picked up her skirt
and tossed her hair about.
Walking under a tree
she became like a ninja,
as she walked through a spider's web.
The laugh escaped her lips
catching her off guard.
She whirled around to see if anyone was there.
Her eyes lit with mischief.
She began to run.
The faster she ran,
the freer she felt.
She ran until she collapsed
lying on the chilly ground,
panting like a deer for water.
She released a boo-tiful scream
It came from deep within,
     a soulful scream
          a scream of release
               a flood of emotions came with it.
The owl screeched again.
She could hear the crickets.
The wind caressing her skin.
she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
She stood and walked away,
     forever changed. . .

by the boo-tiful scream

Be sure to read the other participants poetry!
Karen from Baking In A Tornado

Diane from On The Border