Friday Stories

“Get your pajamas on NOW please,” I say for the third time. My voice is starting to rise. One is naked. The other is fully clothed. Titters follow me down the hall, as I walk away.

“There she is!” 

Done.

And the other, finally done as well.

“Teeth!” I cry.

Now my favourite part. 

“Storytime!” 

"It's Pumpkin Time" by Zoe Hall

*^^^^^*

What stories can you tell in 55 words? Go tell G-Man and see what he has to say about them.

Good Friday

Happy Good Friday!

In Canada it is a Stat holiday, so I shall not be going to work today.  Yippee!

Wait!

I work from home.

I still have two articles that have to get written before heading out of town.

DRAT!

Anyone got any knowledge about kickboxing? Cucumbers?

Oh well. Back at ‘er, I guess.

If you have anything to say in 55 words, go see G-Man. He is usually a pretty funny guy and doesn't ask for much to play along with his Flash Friday. Try it, its fun! 

Inspiration

I am writing and writing.

The words once stalled

now fly from pen

I try to push

fingers

faster

keep the

stream flowing

smoother, finer

more detailed,

less

oblique.

I reach for my

glass; Inspiration.

Ruby liquid  poured

down throat onto page

in  poetry and fodder for

Magpie Tales and Flash Friday

and you today...

Hot Stuff

He reached out. His eyes sparked with promise. He wanted me. Needed me.  The moment was ours, alone. Would I acquiesce? Would I give myself to him? 

I felt weak in the knees and my heart fluttered .

“Would you like to enter to win an iPad?”

I shook my head, as I walked away.

$$$

Whew, that was a close one. My companion at the Home and Garden show remarked that many eyes followed me today. While the promise in the eyes of this young man seemed brazen, it was the 70+ year old that asked me to come back to visit him again. Feeling like hot stuff after that forward approach. 

Oh, and my encounter today just happens to be a scant 55 words for my friend the G-Man. He got my head thinking with his crazy post today.

Happy Anniversary!

This post

is number 500!

(minus the deleted entry due to spam up the ying-yang)
-aside from a picture of Grandma, you aren’t missing anything

I have also

been scribbling

My thoughts & ramblings

for two years

As of the end of March

(1st post - March 30^th, 2009)

Exciting Times At

A New Day

>< >< ><

Those are my 55 words for G-Man

but I thought I would celebrate

by re-posting a few pics

of the woman behind the

blinking cursor

Taken during renos that got a lot of blog play back in Jan 2010

There I am with my boyfriend on a date away from the computer

Loafing again - From Dec 2010 snowstorm

A Delightful take of me from Christmas 2010 (must have had a few drinks that day!)

Aha, the missing photo!
Now you are all caught up.

so grab a glass of something yummy,

as its Friday night

and I think

the fact that I have kept at this little writing experiment

for two years!

is worth celebrating!

**CHEERS TO**

A NEW DAY!

may tomorrow bring you the heart

and wisdom that you desire

~

A Reawakening

The snow melts

and waters flow.

A muddy sight

for cheery soul

Spring is near

and birds now sing

Life reawakes

rebirth begins

Clad in squishy boots

and wet snowpants

my girls point out

a line of ants

We follow close

And then we see

That all those ants

Have entered the home of ME!

^^^ ^^^ ^^^

Well G-Man, while I am thrilled that Winter seems to be retreating under Spring's imminent onslaught, I am not impressed that it has brought those little creatures to life. At least in my house. Yuck. Hate ants in the house. Better than in your pants though, I guess.

Happy Spring folks.

Slippery out There

I slid down the driveway

  trying to scrape off the van

I slid up the path

   Attempting to take the kids to school

I slid around the corner

   trying to limp the van home

Then gave up

   And drove to the shop

Ice or no ice

It is time to get the brakes done $$

Miserly me is squeaking in 55 slim words for G-Man today. Won't be able to afford any more once I get the repair bill this aft!

The Neverending Story

Turn around
Look at what you see...

Reach the stars
fly up and you'll see

Dream a dream
and what you see will be

lives that keep their secrets
will unfold behind the clouds

And there upon the rainbow
is the answer to a neverending story

In your hands
the birth of a new day

** Those are 55 words, but not mine today. I borrowed them from Limahl, the singer behind "The Neverending Story". It is the theme song for a movie by the same name, that I loved as a kid. I watched it with my girls tonight and they enjoyed the story as much as I did back in 1984, and still do today. It is a movie about believing in yourself and your dreams. It touched my heart with its pure message, and I share with you above some of that.


If you have a Flash Fiction in 55 words, go check out the fun over at G-Man's. He is always a swell host and will make a point of coming to visit you. Happy Friday everyone!

Sweet Day, but Winter's Not Done Yet

I puddle jumped my way through the day today. Slopped over mushy snow banks and avoided skidding through stop signs. All with a smile knowing that these were signs that Spring was on the way.

But really?

Seeing two guys sauntering across Richmond St. in shorts and t-shirts is just too much for me yet.

*My mucklucks are still on my feet, scarf around my neck and hat planted firmly on my head for this Flash 55. It is February and there is snow in the 7-day forecast. I am not putting my winter gear away yet...

The path walked

The path  walked

wholly unique and

Mine

full of choices

for fate and me

The path walked

decisions made

right, sometimes wrong

Mine

with circumstance and

purposeful steps

The path  walked

leading through this,

life’s journey

Mine

Forever’s eternal eyes

Offering it all to the ethers, this

The path  walked

Mine.

~

It's Friday.

I remembered that a certain young man

hosted a certain gathering

regarding a certain number of words

- 55!

Aha, with words writ

and formed into a villanelle

(of all things)

 [- my first attempt at the form so go easy on me]

I head back to work 

at the rest of my day.

Enjoy!

Who ever thought to give me tools?

I

Replaced

five doorknobs.

2 that still won’t latch just

so (one if you wiggle and jiggle,

 the  other  no  way  no  how)

Another helped the hammer

 to bite me and the last

That was

kind

enough

to slide in just perfect

(and if you are doing

Your math, I have 1 more to go!)

@#%$&?^!

and that my friend is 55 words that I can still slide in over 

at G-Man's for his Friday Flash 55

I am ...

I am writer.

I am Dark Chocolate Truffles with Raspberry Center.

I am poet.

I am Mother.

Also

failing housewife,

barely passable chef,

inept picture hanger,

compassionate friend,

Now student for a spell.

Hear me drum.

Watch me stretch and groan

on the yoga mat.

But above all

Feel

My heart

poured into my words

~

55 words for the G-Man

for everything, there is a home

Early this fine morning
excitement wakened me
I still had need of coffee,
but planned renos were growing

dashing out the door
my kids dumped hence;
with aunty whence
we to the Ikea store.

We dallied in the bedroom
We doddled down the hall,
but in the office – stall…
For my new desk… there… consume!

$$$

Playing along at G-Man's Friday Flash 55.
I bought a new desk & am creating a new office space for me. Very exciting! Now I will have a work space all my own to plunk away at all my loverly posties. yippee!

Christmas Party Prep

Presents to wrap.

That should be a snap.

Floor to vacuum & mop.

Veggies to wash & chop.

Dip to make.

Hors d'œuvres to bake.

Makeup to put on

Dress to don

Kids to pickup.

Drinks to sup.

Christmas cheer to toast.

With friends I love the most

I just love this time of year!

*****

That's 55 words for G-Man & you

that I am rattling off

before the hours are through!

The Aftermath

The snow has past,

for now we pray.

I believe it'll last

till Christmas day.

Up to my waist

in the deep back yard.

You should see this place!

I might be forever scarred.

But the sun came out

And schools re-opened for play.

So I just had to run about

For kid-free retail therapy!

Yippee,

55 words to you

from me

to throw at G-Man's flash party crew

Reflection

Fifty-five little words

create a story to share.

Should I talk about weather

or a new affair?

No gossip to fill the fodder

and sunshine streams so bright,

So whatever shall I write

to spill into your starry night?

Maybe a tiny tickle

A piece of week’s visage

Swimming, drumming , writing;

that’s my mirage

Ps. In case you didn't know, it's Friday and G-Man hosts his weekly Flash 55 today.

Go check it out 

and see what all the fuss is about!

If it's Yellow...

“Voila!”, he proclaimed.

A small, blue oval was held aloft by the end of the needle-nose pliers.

“This was your problem,” he stated, as rain drizzled on our heads bent over the upside-down toilet lying in the grass.
 
My eyes grew large, as recognition hit me.

Grrr…


“Darling, little angels,” I exclaimed to his laughter.

Marbulous Marble Run

Oh G-man, that was my tale of woe for you in 55 words. 

Seen here is the blue disk discovered in its foiled escape from my house

The Tale of my Toilet: Yes, my darling little angels were the ones at fault for all my loo's woes. Just as I expected! The little blue oval  was the landing pad for the marble game game shown above. It was wedged in the last bend of my commode's siphon tube, trying desperately to be flushed out to sea. Alas, all it was doing was backing up water and whatever other contents were placed into the latrine, ahem. My tale does not have a shitty ending though, as life has returned to normal in the workings of my lavatory. And if you will excuse me, I think that the WC/Dunny/Privy is calling...

and remember, "If it's yellow, let it mellow. If it's brown flush it down" So says Wikipedia, and so say I.

Bwahahaha! Happy Friday!!

Happy Halloween

From the patch

It sprouted wings!

Went masquerading

Those ghoulish things!

Big, orange and round

With bumpy face

This Jack ‘o Lantern

Must find a place

Oh, there he is

In spooky splendor

Sitting beside

A grave yard pyre

That evil eye

He fixes on me

Can only be found

On Halloween

BOO!!!

Happy Halloween!

^^^

It is Friday and I banged out a little 55 word poem for G-Man with a festive flair.

Have a great weekend!

Pray

Praying

that You can just hold on for

one more moment,

one more day.

You cling to the rock of your discontent

Waiting,

waiting until the weekend arrives

to free you from the vestiges

of a life lived in limbo

on the granite face of time

stopped for none.

***

FLASH, yup it's Friday. 

Well just about and close enough in my world. 

There is 55 words that I swirled onto the page

to try my hat at G-Man's fun. 

Have a great weekend and 

Happy Labour Day

Garden Guise

She wandered through the garden checking for new growth and dreaded weeds. Growth gave her heart a leap. Weeds gave her drive and purpose. When she was in a garden she existed. She was confident and sure. Never afraid of choice; to divide and conquer. It was when she stopped that she lost her path.

~~~~~

OK,  I am jumping onto the bandwagon that you are all  pulling along. So Mr. G-Man, here is my first attempt at a Friday Flash 55.  And in case anyone was wondering, yes I spent the day puttering in the garden :)