Think Before You Speak

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Reading into something when there is nothing

Uttering words you know nothing about

Making a mountain out of a molehill

Observing things that aren’t there

Repeating questionable facts

Scuttlebutt around the office watercooler


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

Goodbye

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So much pain this year

Today I did hear

Someone so close to me

Met her final destiny

Her heart grew ill

And she lost her will

Now I am forever lost

And at what a cost

It is not sublime

Being stuck in time

Longing for yesterday

And a chance to say

I love you “sis”

You will be missed


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

Looking Back

This FOWC was posted back on October 17 but I can’t help but ponder about that day even though I am days late.  It was my 54th birthday.  And a time to reminisce on past years. I recall as a young child anxiously awaiting to blow out not only the candles on my cake but my growth candle.  For those too young to know what that is… it was a candle that was lit each year to burn down to the right age.  So, there was a little anticipation to watch the year melt away.

Being the second child, I don’t recall getting a new bike on my birthday… it was always a hand me down after my sister got a new bike.  But the bike was new to me.  I do recall getting a ukulele one year after my sister had gotten a guitar on her birthday.  There were always clothes and books and either Lego’s or Barbies.  My birthdays were always special.

As an adult we still gathered for celebrations.  We would eat out or order pizza and play games.  It was always nice to get a gift, but now it was more about being together with family.  Ten years ago I had the first birthday without my Mom there, and this is the second without my Dad too.  I worry as the family size shrinks how we may not be able to stay as connected as we were when Mom and Dad were still here.  We gathered together this year, but I wonder about the future.  And with my daughter getting married and talking of having children of her own, will they have their own traditions and not continue with those we have done for years?  It is all a lot to ponder.  What are your fondest memories of your birthdays?


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Each One

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There was the first one

The sexy one

The surprising one

The nearly perfect one

The private one

And the current one

They all wander inside

The corridors of my mind

Parts of each of them

Trapped in a labyrinth

Giving me only

The best of each one

And clouding my memory

Taking the bad times away

And making me wish

My heart could find

My way back to each of them

But I am trapped in a silence

Alone too often

Dreaming of yesterdays

And happier times


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Mumbles … Unorthodox

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Something unorthodox is out of the ordinary, against the norm, not following the rules.  This year is certainly unorthodox but today I heard news that shook me to the very core… frightened me more that any ghost or ghoul could this time of year.  The end of a 54-year tradition. There will be no broadcast of It’s The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown.  It is a break from tradition in such an unorthodox way it almost makes me cry.

This year is crazy enough for kids.  This summer they didn’t get to go to the pool.  School is not normal still.  They can’t have birthday parties at Chuckie Cheeses.  And a lot of communities are recommending no trick or treating.  Don’t take Snoopy away!

Ok sure, you can watch it if you have Apple TV, but how many families can afford that right now?  People are out of work and out of patience.  Don’t leave them without the Great Pumpkin! (Don’t worry though, I am safe. My daughter bought it for me a couple of years ago.)

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(And as a bonus for a friend….)

There once was a businessman named Fred

Who dressed in the finest of thread

But it was quite unorthodox

How he wore flashy socks

When he met with the department head


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

The Wrong Boy

It was Valentine’s Day

When we were young

You were shy

And he was fun

How was I to know

The chocolates

Came from you

When all you ever did

Was softly say hello

I knew the mystery sender

Had to have been him

But when I kissed him

On the playground

I saw the tear

Fall down your check

To this day you still

Remind me of my blunder

But it started a lasting love

With me and the boy

Who gave me cordial cherries


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A Little Bit

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She looks in the mirror

And dislikes what she sees

But there once was a day

Not so long ago

Her inner dialog

Would have been all

Hate and vitriol towards herself

Now she may not be happy

But she no longer hates

Instead she is true to her feelings

And knows it is not

Her goal in life to please others

She only has to please herself

And if she has a bad day

It is okay

She is not perfect

But she loves what she has accomplished

And each day is a new chance

To improve little by little


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

The Struggle Is Real

“Oh, I give up!  I will never find a nice dress that will fit this oversized body of mine.”

“Relax mom.  So, you haven’t found it yet.  There is still time to look.  But you have to look and not waste any more time, because you won’t have time to send it back again and get another if it doesn’t fit.”

“You don’t understand Paula, I am not the size I should be, and society looks past those of us larger women and rarely design anything worthwhile for us to wear.  It is infuriating trying to buy clothes.  But I will find something for your wedding.”

“Maybe you can order two sizes and keep the one that fits next time.”

“That might work.  I have one more site I can log onto and check otherwise it is down to the wedding shop and a price three times higher.  But I promise not to embarrass you showing up in jeans.”

“Oh Mom, you are being dramatic.”

“Just keep your fingers crossed for me.”


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

Mumbles … Scream

I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!  Ok, so maybe there was no ice cream but there was cake!  I missed posting last night as it was my birthday, and I was fortunate enough to spend it with those I care about.  It started with a few posts on Facebook, I got serenaded on the phone by a dear friend, got special gifts in my Animal Crossing game, had dinner and played cards with my daughter and her fiancé, and then went back to spend the late evening with another friend in Animal Crossing.  It was a wonderful day.  One of the best ones I have had in a while… but I think it was because I only took half of the new med I have been struggling with.

Today it was back to the regular dose and I slept off and on through much of the afternoon.  And I know sleep is not far away tonight as I took my meds earlier for a morning scheduled doctor’s appointment.  I just really hate the way this med makes me feel and it has really done nothing for my anxiety.  Today my boyfriend came to give me some cabbage to chew on while he was putting together a large salad for dinner… I saw his hand and was terrified I was looking at spider legs and freaked out.  Yeah, my anxiety is still alive and well.

So, I have one more week of this shit.  Then I will see my doctor again to discuss my lack of progress, actually I think things have gotten worse.  If there is not a change of some kind I really will scream. BUT in the meantime, I will remember having a good day on Saturday.  After all I finally got the elusive blue rose in my Animal Crossing game! 


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

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