Mumbles … Tout

“Is this Leigha I am speaking to? Great!  Remember that form you filled out at the craft fair this weekend for the trip to Florida?  Well, congratulations you won!  Your name was drawn as a winner!  … I just need a $498 reservation fee…”  No doubt he was trying to tout some condo or time-share house in Orlando and Daytona Beach.  It was supposed to be a 7-day trip staying at resorts down south.  Funny as soon as I told him I couldn’t afford the $498 fee, he said goodbye.  I guess I should be glad I got a courtesy goodbye and not just a hang up.  This was after I had gotten (for the second time in about a month) a call “from Verizon” that my account was suspended and I just needed to reconnect my account… just give us all your bank account info so we can rob you blind!

I wouldn’t normally answer my phone with unknown numbers, but a local radio station is part of a nationwide contest to win $1000 by texting a keyword.  Thing is they call you back to get your info… so if I want to win, I have to answer.  Hey, $1000 is a fair amount of money and would make an awesome Christmas this year.  I know my odds of winning are low, but it is worth a shot.  What do you do that is against all odds?


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – tout

Falling Apart

My eye sight is fading

My hearing not the best

My skin is dry and spotted

With marks I haven’t seen yet

My hair is now grey

My face has wrinkles

My energy is out the window

With no indication it will ever return

…it seems just yesterday

I was in my youth

Dancing and laughing

And surrounded by friends and family

With age comes changes

Both good and bad

All I can do is

Muddle through the best I can


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – youth

Mumbles … Official

Well, it is official.  I am now two days behind on my posts.  Time has gotten away from me this week and I’ve been fighting some serious fatigue the last 3 or 4 days.  It is kind of hard to write when your eyes won’t stay open.  So, this is a short and sweet post.  I probably won’t be able to catch up for a couple of days, but bear with me and I will get to your posts eventually.  Have a great weekend everyone!


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – official

Do You Have The Time?

The teacher stood in front of the class.  She was discussing the reading assignment she was giving the class.  “You don’t have to finish the book over the weekend, but I want you all to be at least to page 250 by the time you come back to class on Monday.”

One student rose his hand.  “Yes Kenny,” the teacher said.  “What can I help you with?”

Kenny looked at the clock and back at Miss Snider, “Do you know the clock is almost 3 minutes slow?”

“Kenny that is not germane to the subject at hand.”

“I don’t know where it was made, but it could be a German clock I guess.”

“Kenny I want you to go talk to Mr. Wilson.”

“But I was just letting you know it was slow.”

“You can discuss it with Mr. Wilson and maybe he will want to have maintenance look at the clock.  Until then I expect you to pay attention in class.  Now go talk to Mr. Wilson and explain to him what a slow clock has to do with History?”

Kenny stood up and gathered the few books he had and as he walked out of the door he turned backward to smirk at the class.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – germane

Her Words

She pours her heart out at the end of each day. Crying and writing how she hurts. It’s her deep dark secrets that make her fill her diary – she lives in depression and longs for a life. One with a man who will love her like there is no one else. With each word she scratches out poetry of heartache and pain. Her demons speak of her fears. Her soul sings of hope and dreams.

She turns on the radio and begins to write again. This night is like all the others. No dreams came true, no love was found.


And what I first thought of with this prompt …


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – diary

Love Song

Turn up the volume

Let the notes wash over me

Carrying away the burdens of the day

Hear the vocals ring out

Let the harmony lift me up

Carrying my spirit to new heights

Feel the sound of each instrument

Let the melody infuse my very being

Carrying my dreams into reality

Turn up the volume

I want to hear your love

Carrying my heart to yours


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – volume

The Neighbor’s Tree

The elderly gentleman stepped onto the porch, turned towards his tree, “You kids get down from there or I will give you a good comeuppance!”

The two children in the tree stopped climbing and turned to look at the man in a puzzled manner.  The young boy said, “What’s that mean?  Are we in trouble?”  His sister looked down at him on the lower branch and said, “I think so.  We better get down.”

The old man shook his fists at the children and said, “And don’t come back, you’ll ruin my tree!”  The children hit the ground and ran.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – comeuppance