He enters the ring every Wednesday night, whether he is feeling like it or not. The kiddies especially are looking for "Big Tony" to put up a good "fight," and he is paid to see that they are fully entertained. I cringe when I see him heading for the ring, sending up prayers of God's... Continue Reading →
Nothing Squeaks But Me: The Friday Fictioneer
Jeffrey keeps a horde of oil cans at the ready, to ensure that there is nothing squeaking in his home. He is meticulous about grabbing an oil can at the first pip out of any of the mechanical gadgets in his home. Doors swing quietly on their hinges, and not one sound is heard when... Continue Reading →
Flower of the Day Challenge December 1
In the Huerta del Cura Jardin Artistico Nacional in Elche, Spain, there is a huge number of Cacti from Mexico, and they are the strangest looking cacti I ever saw. But, they are so beautiful and come in such variety. Posted for Cees Flower of the Day Challenge.Â
Going Grocery Shopping for Mommy
I this post for the Humble Word Nerd Blog, but wanted to share it here. Yes, I am more wordy than normal. But, I just keep seeing challenges to take that I hope will improve my writing. This was written for the Daily Writing Prompt from The Haunted Wordsmith, who write great prompts and challenges. ... Continue Reading →
Douglas is in the Blue Zone, and I’m in the Trash Zone
My husband has become nearly obsessed with "Blue Zone" living, after seeing so much written about it while in Spain. He has taken to eating healthy like a duck takes to water. I must give him credit for his ability to stick with a new method of eating, and he has lost about 15 pounds.... Continue Reading →
Mama, Who Were You?
Everything my mother told me about herself has turned out to be a lie! From her maiden name to where she was born to her relationships with the woman who raised her, all of it false. I am so saddened to know that I don't know anything about the woman who gave me life. She... Continue Reading →
Stumped: Weekly Prompts Photo Challenge Mysterious
This statue in Elche, Spain left Douglas and me stumped. There was no plaque explaining what it symbolizes. It was located in the middle of an area near the town's municipal offices. I was fascinated by it, mainly because the figures don't actually seem to be doing anything that I recognize. Of course, it represents... Continue Reading →
Oopsy! Same, Same, But Different December 1
I was taking strong chemo drugs, the kind that turned your palms and the bottoms of your feet black and caused you to easily forget what you were doing. I felt so bad, but my kitchen needed cleaning. I grew up in a filthy house, with a mother who was oblivious to dirt, so I... Continue Reading →
