Funny, how things can change. All of a sudden I didn’t like my favorite perfume anymore. I had loved it for 20 years, had wished for it every Christmas or when my birthday came around, and then it stopped. The love affair was over.
Tag: <span>One-word-prompt</span>
How did I become a pompous ass? I am not into pomp and glitter; I am not a show-off; I was raised differently.
Today’s exciting word for the daily prompt is…hold your horses, drumroll -patience please, the word is “Or.”
“Do you know where we have to go to vote tomorrow?” the young woman asked me.
They just moved here, and she is still learning her way around. I hired her as a part-time helper in my workshop, and I try to answer all her questions as good as I can.
As the legend goes, several centuries ago in Ireland, there lived a drunk who was known as “Stingy Jack.” Nobody liked him, he cheated, he lied, and he played tricks on people. One night the Devil overheard the tale of Jack’s evil deeds. Unconvinced and envious of the rumors, the devil went to find out for himself, whether or not Jack lived up to his mean reputation.
I hit “Publish” and it felt good. I had worked for hours on a rather long post, and I was eager to see the reaction. I couldn’t wait to read what my blogging friends had to say and right then and there –BOOM – the little bell showed me the first “Like.”
“The Station”
Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision.
We are traveling by train, out the windows,
we drink in the passing scenes of children
waving at a crossing,
cattle grazing on a distant hillside,
row upon row of corn and wheat,
flatlands and valleys,
mountains and rolling hillsides
and city skylines.
I recall so many great moments in my life, and many of them only happened because I trusted in the people around me and I trusted in myself.
“Who in the world would ring the door bell at 6 am Sunday in the morning,” I wondered and got out of bed.
“Rats are leaving the sinking ship.” I always wondered about this saying. Does that make the rats smart, because they can sense that the ship is sinking, or does it make them hypocrites because they are leaving?