Trouble With A Capitol T

Way back when my mind was affected… I would never look at the word “trouble” the same way again.  Travis Tritt tried to alter my view in 1992 but The Music Man kept me locked in with “a capitol T and that rhymes with P and that stands for “pool.””

Here is the Trouble song from The Music Man…

And Travis Tritt’s attempt to sway me…


For Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – trouble

Everything To Me

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You speak harshly

Instead of a caring voice

Like you are my boss

Still

You are everything to me

A bond that I can never sever

**

You treat me like a stranger

Instead of your blood

Like I am a burden in your life

Still

You are everything to me

A place in my heart forever

**

You are taking steps away

Instead of back to me

Like your independence is complete

Still

You are everything to me

A place here to come home to always


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

Fandango’s Provocative Question – #104

This week Fandango has asked a question about education.  His provocative question for this week is –

What do you think is the one subject (or thing) that should be taught in school that isn’t?

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I could mention a lot of things but there are two things that I think should be taught.  The arts. Music, dance (I took modern dance instead of gym class) and art classes.  It is important to feed a child’s creativity.  And while you most likely won’t need to know how to read music to succeed in life, I think it is still necessary to make a well-rounded adult.

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And speaking of adults… kids need to know about a lot of grown-up things.  Basic math – balance a check book or bank account, file taxes, figure loan or interest rates.  Living skills (used to be home economics, now is family consumer services) – minor plumbing, cooking, laundry, sewing basics (sew on a button) basic car maintenance.  I know kids should learn these things at home, but there are so few who do.  Their parents are working and involved in their own projects.  Not only did I have two semesters of home ec (a quarter of sewing and one of cooking) but I had an adult living class as well.

Ok, go to your school board meetings and fight for the future of your kids.  Life is truly more about knowing how to make a budget than what year the Louisiana Purchase happened.

Oh My

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To my amusement

You made me laugh

And friendship did arrive

To my delight

You kissed my cheek

And romance began to bloom

To my pleasure

You filled my desires

And love entered my heart

To my surprise

You loved me too

And marriage swept us up

To my amazement

You began to drink

And distrust became the norm

To my dismay

You left our home

And sadness filled my heart

To my disappointment

You filed for divorce

And our marriage was erased

To my shock

You drank more

And death took you away


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

Am I

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My life has been

A series of disappointments

Many at my own hand

As a kid I was shy

And just got by in school

I never had the courage

To stand up for myself

I thought I was lucky in love

But alcoholism ruined

My happily ever after

My latest blunder

Involves a large dish of ice cream

I can’t lose this weight

If I keep stress eating

So often I see myself

As the problem in the equation

Sometimes I just wonder

Am I worth the space I take up


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

Mumbles … Operation

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I am at a loss.  Serious case of writer’s block on this one.  Maybe it is because I usually say surgery instead of operation.  I just can’t get the words to flow, it all sounds forced.  My sister recently had an operation to replace her shoulder that she broke in multiple places.  But all I can say about that is I think she was lucky as I know it wasn’t long ago I heard the hospitals were near maximum capacity.

My dad had an operation when it was discovered he had blockage in a few places, so he got a triple bypass.

I myself have had an operation on my eye (lazy eye when I was very young).  A C-section for my daughter who refused to use the door out.  And then gall bladder surgery…. But that was the three little dots with the microscopic procedure.  And of course, the operations surrounding my breast cancer – lumpectomy, port implant and implant removal.

And then as a kid I really SUCKED at the gamer Operation… always got the red nose lit!

That is about the best I can do with a train of thought write… I didn’t cover my mom’s multiple operations for diverticulitis.  I have had oral surgeons work on my mouth… does that count as an operation?  I was put under for my wisdom teeth removal and a couple of teeth to make room for braces to straighten me out.

What about you… have you had any operations? 


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

How Could They?

He sat at the bar staring at his drink.  How could she have done this?  Why was she unfaithful?  He swirled the ice in his glass and took another drink.  He knew his friend was taken in by her beauty, but he didn’t know the extent of that draw.  How could he do this?  One more swig of the liquid in his glass and the ice clicked against the sides of the glass.  He signaled to the bartender to fix him another scotch on the rocks.  The two of them together was so hard to fathom, but all he could see when he closed his eyes was the two of them kissing.  He would not let his mind imagine more.  He took the drink from the bartender and swallowed more of the alcohol.  He would do all he could to drown the truth until he was numb.  


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

In Her Dreams

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He stood at the curb, keys in his hands.  Her coat draped over his arm.  And he fidgeted back and forth waiting.  He looked at his watch and sighed.

He heard her heels clicking at the top of the stairs, “I am on my way Harold.”  She turned the corner towards the top of the stairs and was like a dream vision in her descent.

“You look ravishing my dear, that color really looks fantastic.  Are you wearing a new dress?”  She was suspicious, something didn’t seem right.  And then it hit her.  She woke up with only one thought, “If only he would notice me and what I wear.”


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

Survival Coins (#FFFC)

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Down to a handful of change

He begins to count

Just enough for bread

And a jar of peanut butter

This has to last him a full week

It’s all he will eat

This is a splurge

Last week he lived

On ramen alone

He can’t recall

When he had vegetables

Fruit would be

A precious dessert

But the heat is still on

and the water still flows

His small apartment is dark

But a place to call home

One more unemployment check

More doors closed in his face

He thinks he might survive

At least until Spring

After that who knows


Written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge (FFFC) #99

No Longer

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Please don’t try to stop me

Don’t interfere

I know what I want and it isn’t here

I want understanding

Compassion and your attention

I no longer want to be

A second thought you have

After you search online

For the latest pictures of the day

I’ve seen the ones you save

I’ve walked in on you

I am not a model

Or even that great looking

But one thing I am

Is a woman with a plan

And it no longer includes you


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