Over and Over Again

I have been busy helping my daughter and her fiance paint and clean their new house the last two days and I was so tired after all that work, I came home and went right to bed and then slept a good deal of the day today.  So, since I am behind by two days I will impart on you the words of the great choreographer Martha Graham –

” Practice means to perform, over and over again in the face of all obstacles, some act of vision, of faith, of desire. Practice is a means of inviting the perfection desired.”

 

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

Mumbles … snooty

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According to vocabulary.com snooty came about in 1918 from the word snouty.  Snouty was a term that meant “looking down your nose at people.”  Snouty has long since disappeared but snooty can still be used to describe those who look down to lower-class people.

Now that the business part of this post is done… I just want to apologize for being behind.  I went through a difficult patch and didn’t want to do much of anything.  I am bouncing back now and have my feet up due to having an entire toenail removed.  So, I have no excuse for not getting things caught up in the next few days.  Bear with me, I plan to be caught up soon.  Thanks!

 

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

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

Move Ahead Never Behind

Ahead the trees still call my name

Traces of my dreams they still remain

Behind is all that I have lost

Friends and family what a cost

Ahead is peaceful and so quiet

Never filled with chaos and riots

Behind is where I ran away

To places I never thought I’d stay

Ahead is the path of my choosing

I know I will never be losing

Behind it is time to shut the door

And forget the times I’d cry on the floor

Ahead it is time to take the path

And bask in the glow of the aftermath

 

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

Mumbles … Gregarious

Fandango has done it again – a word prompt that sends my muse packing.  No way to work gregarious into a poem.  At least as tired as I have been my mind can’t wrap around it.  I tried some flash fiction and came up with nothing good.  So here I am babbling randomly about my writer’s block and cringing every time the lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, there is a pretty strong storm south of us tonight.

Gregarious… I have never been a very gregarious person being extremely shy as a child and now later in life I have anxiety so bad I just don’t like being in groups of more than 3 or 4 people.  Even if I know the people, I still feel so judged and scrutinized like a bug under a microscope in science class.  So, I am the walking definition of a non-gregarious person, or would that be ungregarious? Hmmm?

Those of you who follow Fandango or me regularly know this was Friday’s word… yes, I am a day behind. And I know I won’t catch up for a while.  I must apologize for no Friday Flashback this week… no time for the extra post.  I will try to get caught up by Monday, but then I am going to be behind again.  Me and my boyfriend are headed to a hotel for a two day get away at the casino.  I hope to come back richer.  But I won’t hold my breath!

So, I better get back at reading before I get too tired.  (((HUGS))) to all of you!

 

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

Mumbles… home care

I am taking a minute or two to write down a few thoughts and feelings but thought I would start with a Mumble. My Dad made it home after a full week in the hospital. His pneumonia is cleared up but he is still having some issues with confusion and memory. So he was sent home only with the understanding that someone would be there 24/7 for a couple of weeks. I take the over-night shift and we use a home care service for the other 12 hours of the day. Not a nursing staff, just someone to help out with trying to keep him mobile off and on throughout the day, meals and keeping an eye out for further confusion issues. This is only day two so there has not been much improvement yet. He just asked me yesterday if my younger self had been there a minute ago…. that is kind of impossible. I so hate the thought of him getting dementia or Alzheimer’s disease, it was hard watching my Mother-in-law going through it I don’t know if I have the strength to do it again.

I am slowly trying to get back to my reading and writing. I have seven daily prompts to do and LOTS of reading to catch up on. Dad however does not have Wi-Fi so I am limited to daytime activity. I am so used to doing Word Press at night I am not sure the muses will accommodate my daytime words. LOL So bear with me… I will get to those old post and eventually the new ones. I didn’t want you all to think I ran away. Have a good day/night… (((HUGS)))

Mumbles … Wrinkle

“The best laid plans of mice and men…” you know the saying. I was doing so well for a while with keeping up in prompts and reading and now I am two to three days behind. Will you forgive me? I could come up with a million different reasons but let’s just say that life got in the way this time.

Today I am writing and looking out the window onto another grey day, but at least so far it is a dry grey day. We’ve had rain and snow the last couple of days leaving behind a lot of mud and mess. But I can’t really complain, as there are some places still buried deep in snow. At least here in Iowa, snow in March never lasts very long.

Too many grey days in a row can get me down. That is a part of the life that got in the way. Depression can cause a major wrinkle in the plans I have. I am learning to accept that aspect of the disease. This week I have had to cancel plans three times including a friend’s bachelorette party I was looking forward to. But if I have to crawl there I WILL make it to her wedding.

It is time to pour myself another cup of coffee and read and write some more. I promise I will eventually get to your posts. In the meantime I hope you all have a wonderful day/night!