From my desk: 10/26/2020

About two weeks ago I took out my brand new, used only once, Stihl backpack leaf blower to blow the leaves on the driveway. It has to be done because the driveway is long and steep and tires slip when the leaves get wet. I won’t even talk about the snow! Anyhow, I blew the driveway, which was the second time this year, and it only took about 45 minutes. Looking at the front lawn I thought to myself, “hmmm, not too many leaves. This shouldn’t take too long.” Three hours later!!!

David bought from a neighbor last week a mulcher that you hook up to the lawn mower tractor and it vacuums up the leaves! He finally got it working last night. He took one loop around the front yard and the whole thing was full! The bin part of this could easily fit two adults sitting down! Thank goodness for this though, because I don’t know how many more times I can blow the front yard….and not all the leaves are down yet!

Peace to you all!

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #89

The image below is from Renate Vanaga at Unsplash.

“Yeah, Marcy, it’s me. I’m parked outside the coffee shop. They are so far up each others’ asses that he doesn’t even notice me parked across the street. What a cheating asshole!…..I know I’m only here for another minute, I want to get a picture. There is no way he is telling me I’m the crazy one……Yeah, well when I have this photo in my hand and his suitcase he can call his new girlfriend for a place to stay!…..Ew, you should see her! The wrinkles! She has to be about ten years older than him, either that or just aged really poorly!….Haha! Right?!?!?!…..Okay, let me get a picture and get out of here before he sees me. Dumb ass. Even I can see my car in the friggin’ reflection! What a scumbag. Well, he’ll have a surprise waiting for him on the front lawn!….Yup, all his shit!…Okay Marcy, I’ll call you later, bye.”

©2020 CBialczak Fiction

Wordle 479

deny, endure, trim, laugh, stretch, grand, dry, singular, triumph, wilt, crack, foil
https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2020/10/25/wordle-479/

The Cat Wins Again

The Cat in the Hat could deny it no further  
the amount of action he endured had to stop  
 
He tried to trim time to save kids from boredom  
He’d laughed and stretched out like an old, musty mop.  
 
In the grand scheme of things, the cat sounded right  
It was his dry sense of humor that children don’t get  
 
But they still loved the cat with his infamous tricks  
And upon a high pedestal that cat was soon set  
 
With each singular joke that the cat tried to play  
the children would crack at his jovial wit.  
 
The cat he did triumph the times that they played  
Along with this cat these children stayed fit.  
 
The parents would wilt at the sign of his coming  
and try to foil his full day of plans 
 
But the children were having too much fun now to stop  
Like playing a telephone with two empty cans.  

So they kept on and had fun despite parents fear 
The cat was just innocently being a sport 

The parents bowed their heads, knowing they lost 
and allowed him to stay without any retort.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Vault: Weekend Writing Prompt

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/10/24/weekend-writing-prompt-180-vault/

I’m helping you….

Open the safe 

Open the vault 

Take all the money 

It’s never your fault. 

Take all the money 

Hurry up run! 

What did you say? 

This isn’t real fun? 

Why are you worried? 

Why are you scared? 

It’s not a big deal 

It’s not like I cared. 

Go ahead and cry 

I will just say goodbye 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Strange: Ragtag Daily Prompt

For the Ragtag Community: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/10/24/rdp-saturday-strange/

It’s True

If you think that I’m strange  
 
Then maybe so are you  
 
If you think the sky’s grey  
 
It’s still really blue.  
 
If I think that you’re weird  
 
Then come along with me  
 
I have something to share  
 
Something for you to see. 
 
If this doesn’t make sense  
 
then you are totally right  
 
It’s like saying a real zebra 
 
isn’t black and white. 

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Saturday Mix – Opposing Forces, 24 October 2020

Our words this week are:

– melt and freeze

– rest and work

For MLMM: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/10/24/saturday-mix-opposing-forces-24-october-2020/

Life’s Truths

In the winter you freeze 
in the spring you melt 
these are the cards 
we’re automatically dealt. 

Before you rest 
you must finish work 
just because  
your boss’s a jerk. 

These are life’s truths 
believe it or not 
Or at least what I think 
and that’s what I thought.  

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

Fibbing Friday 23rd October

To join in, write a post with your answers to Di’s 10 questions below and tag it “Fibbing Friday” or #FibbingFriday. Then link back to this post so that others can enjoy your answers and maybe join in too! https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2020/10/23/fibbing-friday-23rd-october/

Ready? How’s your history?

1. What is a pince nez?
The title of the Prince News except told by the guy with a really bad speech impediment
2. Who had the original telephone number Whitehall 1212?
Well, George Washington of course! It was the kind on the wall, placed in the hall of the Whitehouse.
3. Who reportedly lived at 221B Baker Street?
Basil the Mouse
4. What happened in Pudding Lane in 1666?
The baker wanted to make the cake but forgot the flour so he inadvertently invented pudding!
5. Who resides at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue?
An orange, evil troll who takes children and doesn’t like many people besides his own friends.
6. What happened on the 8th August 1963?
The backlash of the incident on the 7th of August 1963
7. Who lost their head on 16th October 1793?
One of the witches that lived in Salem Massachusetts, to be rid of her before Halloween.
8. What was in operation between April 3 1860 and October 24 1861 but failed due to bankruptcy?
Probably a famous official that couldn’t go back to work after the operation.
9. What is the significance of The Golden Hind?
It is the king’s or queen’s ass, but in a polite way of saying it.
10. Who was Spencer Perceval?
The son of Mr. and Mrs. Perceval

©2020 CBialczak