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This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
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Have fun with these words: random, interception, ingredients, cookies, guys or girls, trees, bear, and berries. These are a selection of very random words today, Lyn. But perhaps they hold the ingredients for an interesting post. I have just this minute returned from having coffee at a friend’s house and she had made some cookies. They were straight out of the oven and the house smelled of chocolate and berries. I’ve completed my story for the What a Character Contest. Hopefully I have followed the rules this time. It’s about a plane crash through the heavily treed jungle. The character is the only survivor. She battles the odds and hopes for rescue maybe from her favourite survivalist, Bear Grylls. She wonders why the plane suddenly fell from the sky and thinks there might have been an interception to the mayday call which the pilot surely made before the crash. She waits to be rescued by the guys or girls from the army search and rescue helicopter. |
What's the one thing you feel you're good at? Explain why? There aren’t many things that I can say, hand on heart, that I have mastered. I’m no good at anything at all crafty or using hand tools. I suppose I’m an okay cook but never follow a recipe so therefore if I have a success I can never repeat it. I can write a story. Does that count? I’m pretty good at making people feel better about any situation and can empathise. I can always make someone laugh or at least see the bright side. (There is usually one.) I’m good at making people feel comfortable when the ice needs breaking. I’m good with small children and can usually amuse them with some silly game. (Perhaps I never grew up😂) I’m a people person. |
Fun words on a Saturday: cooking, frying, silence, potato chips, restaurant, chef and salt. There's a connection to the date and these words, can you guess what? I’m unsure of the connection with today’s date. Maybe it’s a special day in the USA which we in Australia don’t observe. Anyhow the words made me think of fish and chips and how hungry I am right now. I love salty potato chips but they must be sprinkled liberally in vinegar. I love to go to our famous seafood restaurant in Fremantle and to watch the chef frying mounds of chips and then as he lifts golden pieces of battered fish out of the hot oil. The chatter at the table stops and silence reigns as every begins to eat. However I hate the lingering smell the next day when I’ve been cooking fish and chips at home. |
| Use these random words in your entry: detector, proclaim, rotten, memory, suggest, mill, creed, wound, and ivory. Is it wound (I have a wound)? It might be wound(I’m so wound up today? I think I’ll choose wound as I’m really wound up today! I’ve been through the proverbial mill. I don’t know whether that’s an expression in general use in the US, but it suggests feeling as if you’ve been chewed up and spat out, leaving a person feeling rotten. I hereby proclaim that grown up (supposedly adult) children should from this day forth not upset their parents. That is my creed from now on. One should wake up with access to a detector which warns the day is one for staying in bed and to just rely on your memory of when that child who upset me today was just born with perfect ivory skin and gazed at me with her big blue eyes and all was well.😂 |
Prompt: Repetition What do you think about events, people, knowledge and thoughts that keep repeating themselves? Are they ever useful to you? This is an interesting question. I often wonder if there is anything new. The same old events happen each year and after being alive for eighty of those years they seem to come around quicker each time. Our local Royal Show for instance. It’s on every September and each time it’s on I always say “surely not again. Wasn’t it on only last month?” Elections. The same old thing. Same speeches, same promises. Same same same. Easter, Christmas, Mother’s Day, Fathers Day and yes even WdC’s birthday! They come around so quickly and they all have the same advertising and hype. We have a large family and the same problems crop up regularly but with different family members. The only benefit of having experienced the outcomes many times is to know for sure is “this too will pass.” |
Prompt: Write about what you dislike about Mondays. I actually don’t mind Mondays. I’m retired, I’m eighty, so when Monday comes around it means I’m still here and it’s the start of a week of possibilities. It was different when I was working, but even then it meant the kids were back at school and everyone knew where they were supposed to be and what they were supposed be doing. Saturdays meant standing watching kids play sports either in the rain or blazing sun depending on the sport and the time of year. Sundays was cooking up a storm making food for the week and a Sunday roast. Lots of washing dishes and making sure everyone had a clean uniform and the weekend homework had been completed. Now all the days are the same. Mondays are fine by me. |
Use these words in your entry today: magical, harpschord, eventful, occasional, minstrel, clowns, and emergency vehicles. Even though I live out of the city, the sound of emergency vehicles can often be heard racing up the highway. We’ve lived here in this quiet hillside town for over forty years. Once upon a time this was an un eventful place with perhaps the occasional police car zipping past chasing a stupid people acting like clowns, speeding in our 60 kilometre zone. The town holds its own carnival each year with a minstrel or two playing the harpsichord on the street and the mayor dressed up and handing out sweets to the children. It transforms our town into a magical place where the townspeople can believe, just for a day, that we’ve stepped back in time to how our lives were in a different era. |
| Prompt: Shoes What kind of shoes do you mostly wear? If you could go out now and buy a new pair of shoes, what would you choose? Ooh, this subject is the bane of my life. I can wear only one type of shoe now. They are Hoka running shoe. They’re special expensive shoes which have very stiff soles. I have arthritis in my feet and I can’t wear just any type of shoe. It’s so disappointing because I’m unable to wear anything pretty. If I could wear any shoe, I’d have boots for winter, beautiful leather ones. I don’t wear high heels anymore but there are lovely sandals for the hot weather, but no matter what the weather I’m wearing my Hokas! |
| Use these words in your entry today: decide, impress, biscuit. rescue. biography, calendar, page, sketch and bronze. Have fun! It’s now half past midnight. I have just returned home from a trivia night. It was great fun and we won third place. Or a bronze medal! The event had been written on the calendar page for the month of August for a few months, but getting people to pay twenty bucks to buy a ticket was proving difficult. I tried to impress that it was a fundraiser for the local football club. Eventually we got a team of eight who rescued the situation and decided to turn up. There were lots of snacks, biscuits or cookies depending on where one comes from. The questions were mixed and we each contributed to the best of our abilities. A good night was had by all. As a fiction writer I’ve never been really interested in reading the biography of anyone but as I was going through some papers belonging to my father I found a letter addressed to his father, my grandfather from George Bernard Shaw. Apparently they were very like minded about issues such as labour politics in the early nineties and were both before their time in their anti smoking stance. They corresponded regularly so it seems. So I became interested enough to read his biography. I found it an interesting read and the sketch of him on the cover a good likeness of the man. |
Prompt: Pets and Animals What is your relationship to your pets if you have any? And do you like animals in general? Our dog Lucy is more than a dog to us. She is a true family member. She is the reason my husband gets up in the mornings. Each day he takes her for a long walk in the bush surrounding our home. When we first had Lucy, it was I who took her out for her daily walks. Then my husband retired and we would all go together. Now I rarely join them as I have, over the last couple of years, medical problems which prevent me from walking too far. Lucy is an eleven year old Weinmarana. She is elegant, superior and doesn’t know she’s a dog. She mostly ignores other dogs, she rarely barks and nowadays is content to simply sleep the day away only showing her interest in life at meal times. I am dreading the day when she leaves us, which can’t be too faraway. She is our fourth dog over the span of fifty years and so we know the heartbreak to come. and yet why would anyone deny themselves the love of a dog to avoid the inevitable loss? A dog loves unconditionally. They never judge or hold grudges. Humankind can learn much from a dog. They are the best of all animals, including humans. |
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