Halloween OLN

Too spooky!

Spooky ghosts on Halloween
to scare the pants off girls and boys.
Lots of candy make tummies ache
Candy, candy but no toys.
If you dare to walk alone
down dark streets in the night
I give you credit for not being scared,
not running off, no fight.
But those of you who are too weak
to play these evil games,
remember that the devil will
never forget your names!

Dragon’s Lair: Dear Positively Pleasant

Dear Positively Pleasant,
My name is Vladimire. Yes, my parents put the extra “e” on the end to set me apart. Set me apart they did. My only friend is Spike; his picture is posted above. I am writing to get some advice on friendship and trying to stay positive.
My question is this, what do I have to do to get a friend that will accept me for who I am and also accept my fire-breathing best friend? He doesn’t mean to burn people. It’s just that he gets so super excited when he meets new people that he forgets to keep cool. Do you have any advice for me?
Sincerely, Vladimire

Dear Vladimire,
I appreciate your honesty that you have only one friend. In life, and as you get older, you will see that one good friend is better than a handful of “just okay” friends. Does Spike mind that you want to have friends? Have you tried asking him? Perhaps he does the burning thing because underneath it all he really wants to keep you for himself.
My first piece of advice would be to ask Spike if he has a problem with it or if he is open to you making friends. Work from there. He might be the one who needs the help. He is going to have to realize that you need friends too and that by burning them he is only going to eventually push you away, rather than keeping you close to the fire.
Let me know how the conversation goes.

Positively Pleasant

Dear Positively Pleasant,
I did what you said and I asked Spike how he felt. At first he said he didn’t care if I had other friends then he kindof started crying and when I asked him what was wrong he admitted that he is afraid to let me have other friends because he thinks I will forget about him.
So, I tried to tell him that would never happen but he wouldn’t stop crying. What do I do now? How do I convince him that I can have friends and he will still be my best friend? He doesn’t really want to believe me.

Dear Vladimire,
I am glad that you went right away to the point with Spike. Unfortunately, the only way that he might be able to begin to believe you is by seeing you have a new friend and realizing he is still your bestie. Since he finds it easy to burn your new friends you might have to go alone, find new friends and then introduce them once your new friendship is established. By doing this you could also explain to your new friend how Spike has some jealousy issues. Honesty is really the best policy and the only way that Spike is going to learn to trust you is by seeing that you are being honest with him.
I do hope you are able to make at least one new friend who Spike will be able to accept. Keep me posted on your progress.
Positively Pleasant

A few weeks later….

Dear Positively Pleasant,
Your advice worked. I was able to find a new friend at school. His name is Salvador. He is the same height as me and he also has a dragon as a pet! When I told him about Spike he said he has exactly the same problem!!!! I can’t believe I am not the only one with a jealous dragon!
Spike has come to see that even when I am out playing with Salvador, I still come home and want to play with him. I asked Spike if he wants to meet Salvador’s dragon but he said he is a little nervous around new dragons. I told him it isn’t a rush, we could take it one day at a time.
For right now he seems to like Salvador and hasn’t tried to burn him even once!
Spike and I are also getting along better.
Thank you so much for your advice!

Thursday in Florida

I am in Florida this week, a wonderful get-away from my super busy lifestyle up north. Well, that is me being sarcastic, for those of you who read my blogs and know me. I am busy every day but not so much that I can’t handle it!

Anyhow, I just returned from having a wonderful dinner with my father and step-mother at The Bayou. I had crawfish etoufee. The Bayou was a restaurant located on a small canal in St. Petersburg. It is still the Bayou but they have moved it into town and have torn down the old place. The old restaurant was so out of code it wasn’t funny so I get why they moved but it was the atmosphere and the “dumpiness” of it that made it the restaurant it was. The new place is nice but it is nice…No old Louisiana feel. No Mardi Gras feel. The food was still good, for now. I know I am being super pessimistic but isn’t that what happens when a great place tries to do a super upgrade? No one wanted the upgrade. So, redo the toilet so it is handicap accessible…Ugh, anyhow, enough of that.

I decided today to add to my blog site a “follow me” button. This is already present on my blog but I put a new one and it says something like, “follow me for positivity”. I am thinking about expanding my blog and actually using my experience and education to help others. I don’t really know how it will go yet. If you have ideas, please let me know. In my head I am picturing a sort of email like “Dear Abby” where adults and children can ask about dealing with different things. Okay, so that is totally vague but I haven’t really worked out the idea. I want to help people deal with life’s debacles in a positive way.

My new positivity site will be in the works until I have it figured out. Would you mind leaving me comments with ideas, do’s, don’ts, “we don’t want to hear about its”, etc.

Have a peaceful evening. Feel free to question my qualifications. Feel free to comment. I am a person who grows off of feedback and without it I flounder like a fish out of water!

FOWC with Fandango — Solve

Solve this 

Little Betty Ann Sue had a problem 

With her shoe. 

She had two laces and a knot 

She couldn’t solve this twisted plot. 

She thought she’d like to see the bay 

The only way she’d be okay. 

She took her mama and her pop 

Up to the pier to look on top. 

She screamed and yelled because of this 

Her parents saw the fun they’d miss 

If they didn’t find a way  

To keep her quiet for that day. 

LIttle Betty Ann Sue fell upon the deck 

Almost hard enough this time, enough to break her neck.  

Three Line Tales, Week 196

Night of the Harvest Moon

We were always told never to walk alone in the woods on the night of the Harvest Moon.

Tonight here I am walking, alone, in the night, with only the orange glow of a fictional moon to guide me.

If I do not make it out of the woods tonight I hope that the next person listens when they are told to never walk alone in the woods on the night of the Harvest Moon.