My week in review:
This past week, the strongest, bravest woman I know had one of the toughest times of her life. She entered the hospital last Monday, for what should have been a two to three day stay, for a routine (albeit major) surgery. The actual surgery went well, but she suffered a couple of major setbacks. Although she is finally on the mend, and scheduled to be released tomorrow, she has a long way to go in her convalescence. I’m not well when she’s not well, and those closest to me know this all too well. Thank you, Sister Agnes Delores, my run away nun, for simply walking into the room. Thank you, TT, my laugh out loud partner, for working tirelessly to help me keep the tears at bay. Thanks, LarKay, godmother extraordinaire, for looking out for me and my littles and thank you, thank you, thank you, my littles…for being…MY LITTLES —!
P.S. special note: Thank you to my super man, Chuckie, who outgrew his cape when we were kids, for hanging in there and doing all the things I couldn’t do, and his Lois Lane for always being ready with hot tea and hot towels and for taking such great care of Sir Finn.
Hi folks, check this out…it’s a story writing idea where we write stories -together-
Follow these instructions and let’s see what happens…
- add to the story (preferably in paragraph form) in the comments section (your addition can be funny, sarcastic, cynical, sad, serious, sexual and/or anything you’d like it to be) and add a link to your blog
- I will copy and paste your paragraphs and re-publish the story as it unfolds which will provide new prompts regularly
- invite others to join us by specifically selecting as many of them as you’d like
- check back and add on as often as you’d like
- tag your post
- To make it easy for others to see what we’re writing use “Creative Story Telling with Sally and Friends” as your title if you post it on your blog or tag it “CST”
- Remember to follow my blog for the new story prompts which will post bi-weekly.
Now let’s see how creative we can be—-
Today a group of ladies were standing around the water cooler talking about one of those reality TV shows. Since I’m not a fan, I filled my cup and went back to my cubicle, which apparently was not the right thing to do. I’d been back at my desk for a few moments when Mona, the “office mom”, stopped by to ask if I was feeling bad or if I was simply being anti-social. In my true to form sarcastic tone, and without even turning to look at her, I said “why yes Mona”.
Below you’ll find a list of blogs I’ve tapped to join in. If I tapped you, it’s because there’s
just something about you… (: If I didn’t, you should stick around, your day is coming!
Now get writing and add your twist to the prompt then go visit the folks I tapped and you’ll soon find out why I tapped them——
Thanks everyone for helping us become members of the 100 club.
This is the first of a series of poems, rhymes and short stories featuring Deuce or “Papa Deuce”. Deuce was my mom’s lovely and friendly Wheaten Terrier. He lived to the ripe old age of fourteen (and a half) and although we were never fond of one another, I will forever be grateful for the years of happiness he brought to my mom.
My Shoes are on the Loose
Papa Deuce, Papa Deuce
My shoes are on the loose
I’ve looked everywhere
Even under Mimi’s chair
They’re not over here
And they’re not over there
So my little piggy toes
are cryin’ cause they’re bare
Papa Deuce, Papa Deuce
I have some happy news
I think I finally found
My favorite purple shoes
Oh no, oh no
Those are not my shoes at all
That’s just my little brother’s
Fuzzy purple ball
Papa Deuce, Papa Deuce…
My shoes are still on the loose!