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December 22 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() I still see her through the eyes of a child and not through the eyes of the adult that watched her slowly die; as memory by memory she returned to her childhood, to her parents house to the farm where chickens scratched in the barnyard and Ring brought the cows back to the barn every evening. I still see Mama through the eyes of my childhood, as she made hot chocolate, baked Christmas cookies, or helped us with our homework. |
December 21 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() What do I like most about Christmas? Memories blinking lights on a living Christmas Tree, Grandma serving mugs of hot chocolate and platters of Christmas cookies. What do I like most about Christmas? Memories Grandpa playing Christmas carols on the record player while we watch snow fall in the front yard and ice cycles form on the window frames. What do I like most about Christmas? Memories bundling up to ride through Blackwell looking at the yard decorations and Christmas Trees peeking through the neighbors front windows. What do I like most about Christmas? Memories of Christmases past when Grandma made pumpkin pies and Grandpa shoveled snow from the path, which lead from the backdoor to the chicken coop so that we could gather the eggs. |
Prompt for December 20,2012 for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() All I Want For My Birthday Is completely new Me Sung to the to of All I want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth By Don Gardner Everyone stops to wave at me Because they think I am a fossilized celebrity I know precisely who to blame for this catastrophe! My wish on my birthday is a complete new me! All I want for my birthday is a body transplant, I don't want to rave or rant, I just want a body transplant! Gee, if I could only have a complete new me with a set of natural teeth, then I could have a "Happy Birthday." It seems so long since the face in my mirror, reflected the face I see in my mind. Gosh oh gee, if my brain were in a younger body, all the men would whistle at me. All I want for my birthday is a body transplant, I don't want to rave or rant, I just want a body transplant! Gee, if I could only have a complete new me with a set of natural teeth, then I could have a "Happy Birthday." |
December 19, 2012 Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() My taste in holiday sangs has changed over the decades. At one time, I my favorite Christmas songs were sacred, sweet, or religious songs, such as We Three Kings, Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer, or Deck the Halls, but now I prefer funny Christmas songs. Now my favorite Christmas songs are Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer, All I want For Christmas are my Two Front Teeth, or I Ain't Gettin' Nuttin' (Nothin') for Christmas. I'm not sure when the change occurred, but I think it was somewhere between my 49th and 50th birthday. This is my favorite Christmas song for the following reasons. First, it came out in 1946 the year I was born. Second, I have a complete set of false teeth and I miss my my original teeth. Third, my grandparents had a record of this song that they played every Christmas. Fourth, I'm officially an old fossil. All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth By Don Gardner Every body Pauses and stares at me These two teeth are gone as you can see I don't know just who to blame for this catastrophe! But my one wish on Christmas Eve is as plain as it can be! All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth, my two front teeth, see my two front teeth! Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth, then I could wish you "Merry Christmas." It seems so long since I could say, "Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!" Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be, if I could only whistle (thhhh, thhhh) All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth, my two front teeth, see my two front teeth. Gee, if I could only have my two front teeth, then I could wish you "Merry Christmas!" |
December 18 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() My favorite foods a sliced tomato sandwich sometimes with sliced onion and sometimes just the sliced tomato sliced pears sometimes with a side of yogurt and sometimes just the sliced pears grapefruit sections sometimes with sugar sprinkled over them orange sections grapes with or without seeds a sliced onion sandwich if I can find sweet onions or red onions sliced onions or tomatoes with sea salt and pepper Yes, I know the bread is cooked, but the only other way to make a sandwich is to place the onions between the tomatoes or the tomatoes between the onions and this can sometimes be bit messy. |
December 17 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() Did I see a flying sled pulled by reindeer one with a nose of red or was it just a Christmas Dream? |
December 16, 2012 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() V is for Victory, those are word from a song I heard and sang in my youth. I can't remember where I heard the song or where I sang it; those four words are all I remember from the song. What does the word victory mean to me? For me victory is surviving another day in this extremely dangerous world. I don't remember the world being this dangerous when I was a child. Perhaps it was and I just didn't notice it, but I people living today are living in a more dangerous world. For me victory is surviving another day and giving thanks for that survival. For me victory is saying a prayer of protection and going out into the city; knowing that I may not return to my home because some is using a cell phone while driving. Since I have to go out into the world and do business or associate with other people, I can't worry about what may happen; therefore, I have to say a prayer of protection and put the day in God's hands. For me this is victory. |
December 15, 2012 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() A New Year is a fresh started, with new experiences, new tests and new difficulties. I will begin 2013 without my mother, it will be the first year in the 66 years of my life that I will not have my mother physically with me. I know she is with me spiritually, but there is a difference. What are a few things you look forward to changing in 2013 and why? I am looking forward the changing my residence because I cannot afford to keep the house. Even if I could afford to keep it, I am not sure that I would want to remain living in a big house. In a big house there is just too much work to keep it clean. I think I want a smaller place. Some place with a kitchen, one bedroom, a living room, and one bathroom. What are a few things you look forward to changing in 2013 and why? I am looking forward to changing my recipe for black eyed peas. Instead of simply back eyed peas with a ham bone, I want to add jalapeno peppers. I am not sure what other recipes I want to change in the new year, but I know I will change several. |
December 14, 2012 Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() Who is Ruwth? A writer. An individual. A creative person. Someone who makes me smile. Someone who makes me think. Adventurous. "Who is ruwth?" ![]() Who is Prosperous Snow? In the middle of cleaning out my mother's room I can't decide whether to clean the closet or the dresser. The only thing I want to do is write. Keeps warm by wearing at least two sweaters. Set my goals for 2013. Wants a maid. Wants to live in a warmer climate. My latest project "My Mother's Poems" ![]() |
Prompt for 12/13/12: Tell us about your week so far and since it's only gonna be Thursday include your plans for the weekend too. Happy writing for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() My week so far busy, experiencing depression, and experiencing nausea. For the last four days, I've been tired; however, this morning that isn't a problem. When I returned home yesterday, I lay down on the couch and slept for several hours. This morning I feel rested, but now I have the hiccups. I think if I can just make myself do something then I'll be all right. My week so far lonely, chilly, and cloudy. |
December 12, 2012 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() "Breaking News!" Said Stacy Claws, a local redheaded news anchor. "A reindeer fawn has been born at the National Zoo, with an unusual affliction." She smiled into the camera, "It seems the fawn has a glowing red nose." She leaned back in her chair, seconds before a video of a female reindeer licked the afterbirth from a new born female fawn with a bright red nose. The camera returned to Stacy, "The Curator of the Reindeer Exhibit, Ms Ester de Santa, said she is not quite sure what caused this affliction, but she suspects that it may be genetic and passed from the fawns father." She takes a deep breath, "According to Ms de Santa keepers found the herds only male dead at the beginning of the rutting season. They believe he was killed by another male reindeer and all the females impregnated. The problem is that they are not sure how the strange male got into the exhibit." The station goes to a commercial break. "This just in," Stacy smiles sweetly into the camera. "According to a keeper, who wishes to remain anonymous, he witnessed a strange male reindeer, with a bright red nose, flying into the exhibit and challenging the herds' male. According to the statement, just received from the witness, the two males fought and the herds' male was killed. The strange male then proceeded to mount all the willing females. Once he had mounted all the females, the strange male, his nose still red but a little less bright, few out of the exhibit." According to the keeper," Stacy could hardly keep from laughing, "the flying male reindeer, whom he dubbed Rudolf, did not have any wings. Therefore, the keeper is not sure how the creature flew." She glanced to her co-anchor, who just sit there with a polite smile on his face. "Apparently, two other reindeer fawns, one of which is male, have been born with red noses in the past two hours. Ms de Santa is watching the other pregnant females closely to see if their fawns have the same affliction." |
"Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" ![]() I could never be the doctor informing a husband, wife, daughter, or son that his or her spouse or parent had Alzheimer's disease. I could never tell them that, while present medications may stay the progress of the disease for a little whiles there is no cure. I could never tell them that eventually they will see their loved one lose control of all his or her bodily functions. I could never tell them that their loved one will eventually forget who they are, will become angry and attack them because for no apparent reason (except in the patient's mind). I could never tell them that their loved one will accuse them of poisoning him or her because the patient thinks the medication they are giving their loved one is poison. |
December 11 Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() Brain cell by brain cell memory departs into an every deepening fog. Fear... anger... a loved one becomes the enemy... medication becomes poison... role reversal... daughter ... the caregiver ... becomes the mother... mother becomes the child... Bodily functions uncontrollable embarrassment Each day another memory waves good-bye. The fixed stare sees ... What? It is the long good-bye before the final curtain falls, before soul and body are separated before the last tear is shed before prayers for the departed are said. It is the long good-bye that echoes into silence as memories of joy of laughter of love of successes of failures are consumed by Alzheimer's... |
December 10, 2012 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() I would add a Nobel Prize for Wisdom. There are only two qualifications for this prize. First, the person has to be over the age of 55. Second, the person has to be able to state either in writing or before a camera the wisdom that he or she has acquired during his or her lifetime that contributes to human survival or the enhancement of the individual or collective human experience. |
December 9 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() First, many people confuse the end of the world with the end of an age, many people don't know the difference or don't think there is a difference. The end of the world refers to the destruction of the planet itself, which I doubt will occur. The end of an age is different, because it refers to the end of an era in civilization's evolution and passage into the next stage. I don't believe the planet is going to be destroy. It's possible the Earth's axis may shift, but that's not the destruction of the planet. An axis shift will have an effect on civilization and humanity, but it will not destroy the planet. Some human or group of humans have been predicting the end of the world for eons and the world hasn't ended yet. It doesn't mean the world will not end at some future date because the sun novas or a piece of space rock hits the planet. Those things may someday happen. However, I don't think the world is going to end on December 21, 2012; if anything happens, it will be a transition from one stage of civilization's evolution to another. How would I react? I have no idea. I would do one of two things, I would either panic or I would remain calm. Remain calm seems to be the best option especially with everyone else panicking. |
December 8, 2012 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" ![]() Why was I born? This is a question I ask myself for many years. I'm not sure how old I was when I first began asking it. The answer eluded me, until I read the follow scripture reveal by Baha'u'llah. I finally found the answer to my question. Having created the world and all that liveth and moveth therein, He, through the direct operation of His unconstrained and sovereign Will, chose to confer upon man the unique distinction and capacity to know Him and to love Him -- a capacity that must needs be regarded as the generating impulse and the primary purpose underlying the whole of creation.... Baha'u'llah, Gleanings from the Writings of Baha'u'llah, p. 65 The quote answered my question and with further reading I found the following quote which gave me further understanding of why I was born. The purpose of God in creating man hath been, and will ever be, to enable him to know his Creator and to attain His Presence. Baha'u'llah, Gleanings from the Writings of Baha'u'llah, p. 70 To know and love God And attain the presence of My Creator |
December 8 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() Since I've had more experience managing pain then anger, I chose to discuss pain management. There is a lot to be said for pain medication when take according the direction given by my doctor. However, since anyone dealing with chronic pain knows the med don't always help. The first question is "What do you do when the pain medication doesn't work?" The second question is "What do you do when the pain occurs and you are operating heavy equipment?" I don't know how other people handle this instance, I only know how I handle the. I can take my pain medication only twice a day and when I take it I have to take it with food. Since I don't like taking pain medication, I take only when I absolutely have to. I have osteoarthritis plus a stomach condition that cause extreme pain when I eat something that my body doesn't like (I'm not sure what food or food additive causes this) or am under a great deal of stress. When I have stomach pain, curling up in the fetal position helps. The problem is curling up in the fetal position doesn't help the osteoarthritis in pain my knees. In addition, the stress I've been under in the past few years doesn't help either pain.Then there is the problem with my left knee going out of joint at random intervals. There are other pains, but those are minor irritations and not worth mentioning. When my knee goes out of joint and I'm home; I scream. It's amazing how much a scream relives the pain and the I manage to get my knee back into joint. When I'm not at home and my knee goes out of join, I bite my tongue probably not the best idea, but when the knee goes back into joint I'm capable walking and driving again, so why draw attention to myself. Someone is just going to want to send to the emergency room and I don't deal well with emergency rooms.When I know I'm going out of the house, I take a pain pill with my breakfast and it dulls the pain. Most of the time the pain isn't bad enough to call an ambulance, so there isn't any use going to an emergency room. If the pain becomes bad enough to call an ambulance then I need to go the the hospital. Otherwise, I use prayer, meditation, and getting off my feet which sometimes helps. I encourage people with chronic pain to go to the doctor because the doctor can determine the best way to handle the pain. I have to make an appointment with my doctor to discuss the problem of my knee going out of joint. |
December 7 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() ![]() When was the last time I performed a random act of kindness for a stranger? I think is was the last time I let who arrived at a four-way stop go ahead of me when it was my turn. Random act of kindness scattered through the fabric of our lives encourages kindness. |
December 6 prompt by ruwth ![]() ![]() The writing journey from rambling to refined is work. Most of the time the rambling is easy, all I have to do is sit down and start writing. The work occurs process of refining the piece. Sometimes I notice the difficulty of refining the item and sometime I don't. I find it more difficult to refine a story or novel then I do a poem. That could be the way my mind works, I don't know. I don't want to take a break when I'm refining as story, but I have to because I have housework and other things to do. I lose track of time when I'm refining something and when I encounter a block I want to push through even though most of the time I'm hitting my head against a brick wall. If I get up and go do something else for a little while then when I return to the writing the brick wall is gone and I can get on with refining the story. |
December 5 by sunnystarr for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() To wish upon a fallen star... A meteor shower from afar. Each bright streak fulfills wish of someone, For joy, romance, and a night of fun. |