I am not sure I have ever participated in the Weekly Smile but just reading Trent’s post made me smile! Thanks, I would say mission complete!
Anyhow, I have a few things to smile about…First, I picked up my new kitchen cabinets and David and I loaded them into the house. Now for the install….
Second, I was able to leaf blow my entire driveway and the edge of it on only one tank of gas!
Third, Lindsay stopped over Saturday night. I know kids love moving out into the world on their own but there is something to say about not being alone EVER since she was born! Lol! And now I’m supposed to get used to it?
It is nice to think of all the positives. Click on the link under the picture to participate via Trent’s site.
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.”
Our paint chip words and phrases are cabin in the woods, deviled eggs, cotton, Aquarius, blossom, showtime, and night owl. The bonus angel card is trust (plus it has a cute unicorn on it that might make its way into someone’s poem). Use however many of these words and phrases you want. I don’t plan to use them all this week, just to mix things up a bit.
October 22, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a spooky tale told around a campfire. It doesn’t have to include the campfire; it can be the tale. Go where the prompt leads!
Respond by October 26, 2020. Use the comment section below to share, read, and be social. You may leave a link, pingback, or story in the comments. If you want to be published in the weekly collection, please use the form. Rules & Guidelines.
We sat close to the flames. With each pop a cinder would be released; we would hold our breath to see where it landed. My grandpa had told me that when a cinder pops and lands on the skin, it is landing on the skin of a vampire. No one believed me. With each pop we jumped a little, hoping the cinder didn’t land on our own leg. Pop! The bright, burning cinder popped up into the air, made an arc and started coming straight back down, ready to land on…. All I could do was hold my breath… (99 words)
I had thought about this not only when starting my blog but also throughout this whole time of being an active blogger. I do not blog anonymously. I guess I don’t because when I started this whole blogging experience it was around losing my husband and my son. I didn’t really know what blogging was beyond “telling your story”. As time went on, I started enjoying all of the challenges and different forms of writing. I think what I write would not insult anyone, so why change now.
On the subject of anonymity, I don’t always tell readers where in the US I live. I guess if someone reads enough of my posts they probably know. Unfortunately, with Google and whoever knows what else, anyone could drive up to my door and I would never know how they found me.
I respect whatever anyone chooses but I do have to admit, I am more curious than a cat and it kills me a little (just joking, but sort of) to not know who people really are.
We stared at the bin of toys, completely mesmerized with the variety of toys and the memories many of them invoked. It was a shame that so many toys would be thrown in the trash when there are probably thousands of children who would love them like they were brand new. It would take more than just my dream or desire to share these things to make sure the toys got to the right kids, where they could be enjoyed, even though they weren’t brand new.