A picture, some words and a bit of harsh reality
Words written in the dark of night
Between two souls lost on love’s journey
Neglected by those who say they care
The two speak of love and lust
And a time they once were together
Forgetting the ones who are asleep
They reach out to each other
In hopes of finding a shred of love
To fill their lonely hearts
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – written
There was once a comedian that talked about diet having a die in it… that is how I kind of look at dieting. I have tried more than once to hop on a diet trend, but the problem is as soon as you say I can’t have it, that is all that I crave. So, over the years I have adapted a little here and there and although I am no where near where I want to be on my weight, I have held even and not gone up. My meds cause weight gain so I am happy to stay even.
I grew up in a household where you got rewarded with food. Birthday dinners were always your choice, you ate when you were stressed and depressed. Even when we were sick there were special meals or treats – like ice cream for a sore throat. I learned well and still turn to food for comfort… but it doesn’t really work.
I eat and I regret. I then try to cut back a little. Add more fruits and especially vegetables. I don’t cut out sweets, only cut them back. I tried to eliminate them but then I tend to binge on them in a frenzy to get that comfort food rush.
I have a very bad relationship with food. As I have heard it said before diet IS a four-letter word! So, I will eat in moderation and when my body lets me, I exercise a little to stay as healthy as I can. What do you do to try to eat right?
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – diet
Plug in
Turn it up
Dance around
Lose your worries
Let the music
Become you
Your life force
Your energy
Unplug
Go back
To the drab
Of every day
But keep a spark
A single note
To pull you
Through today
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – plug
He was an outspoken man who always seemed to have a cause to fight for. Right now, he was an advocate in his own home seeking a chance to make life a little better for his four-legged family. He recently acquired a cat and the apartments policy on cats dictated that they had to be declawed. If you know anything about this process you know it is cruel – basically cutting off a part of the cat’s toe to stop growth of the claw. He stated his case, explaining this painful and confusing treatment and miraculously he won…he’s my cat’s hero.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – advocate
I am running on about 4 hours of sleep… I am “recovering” from a night of cards and a drink or two with a friend from out of state. SO, my mind is running in some weird circles. All I can think of is the company (co.) of nuns plays drums. A little spelling trick from WAY BACK in my youth. I have a lot of them, I was really bad at spelling. Thank God for spell check!
I don’t really have a lot to write. I do have a conundrum I am facing regarding my current relationship, but I would need a long time to write about it and I am just too tired to do so. There are a million new conundrums that pop up with my Dad’s old (99 years old) house that we have been able to face with good answers so far.
SO, this is just a babbling stream of consciousness on a very short night of sleep. I guess we have all been there before. I promise to give a little more time to my next post. Thanks for stopping by anyway!
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – conundrum
Her life was drifting away from her. One too many times she had been led on by men promising love and only delivering lust. She had developed a certain cynicism towards any man who showed interest in her. They were all out for number one.
Then one day an ex wanted to rekindle what they had had. Her hopes were high but held tightly in check. He said he could stop by and see her and they would talk it out. She waited and waited. He never showed. From that day on, she refused to ever again hope for love.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – cynicism
How can I tell if you’re reliable?
Do you mean what you say?
How can I tell if you’re honest?
Is there truth in your words?
How can I tell if you’re genuine?
Do you speak from your heart?
How can I tell if you’re authentic?
… I don’t want to be hurt anymore.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – authentic
