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Monday, Nov. 4, 2024

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Day to Day happenings in my life

by Sumojo

Rated: 13+ · Book · Personal · #2186156

The simplicity of my day to day.

This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things

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10 Most Recent Blog Comments:

Lyn's a Witchy Woman

about 5 hours ago
In response to "Midnight. A story for little ones."

It would definitely make a great children's story.

Lyn's a Witchy Woman

a day ago
In response to "Revenge"

Revenge is sweetest when it's on the page and not reality.

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GentlemanQueen

Nov 1, 2024 at 7:44pm
In response to "Cliche "

Really loved the grittiness of the first poem, taking something that normally brings a sense of wonder, awe and joy into something grim and cynical (and I’m not even really the biggest fan of that style of storytelling). So great job there.

The clock one was eerie as heck, but I loved it. I kind of interpreted it as if the clock turned sentient. Amazing work all around. Faved to reference as inspiration later

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Lyn's a Witchy Woman

Nov 1, 2024 at 12:11pm
In response to "Cliche "

Very nicely done, Sumojo

. Time is definitely going to betray us when we turn the clocks back on Sunday, and we lose an hour's sleep. I don't know if you have that in Australia. I really wish they would discontinue it here.

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Joy

Nov 1, 2024 at 11:24am
In response to "Cliche "

Love it, especially the last line, which says it all.

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Apondia

Oct 29, 2024 at 11:32am
In response to "November "

When I was a child, we lived rural and no one actually prepared or celebrated Halloween except the classroom in the school. Or, if you lived in a town.

When my children were in school it was a time when suddenly Halloween was a time to beware of what children might find in their Treat bags, if they went trick or treating. As the children grew, we were more likely to buy them a bag of candy then take them into a nearby town to trick or treat.

Halloween for some people is just for fun. For me I basically just ignore it.

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Sumojo

Oct 28, 2024 at 10:48am
In response to "Looking on the Bright Side of Life"

How wonderful that we are all of an age and still find joy in life and in writing.
Keep on keeping on, girls.

Sumojo

Oct 28, 2024 at 3:01am
In response to "Phone call to Heaven"

Glenny

thank you for your response to my blog. Yes we all miss our mum don’t we. I’d love to mine too about all the amazing changes since she left us.

Glenny

Oct 28, 2024 at 12:47am
In response to "Looking on the Bright Side of Life"

I am going to be 80 next March and I can hardly believe it, fortunately I have very good health and I don't take that lightly. Your comments are inspiring, thank you.

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Glenny

Oct 28, 2024 at 12:42am
In response to "Phone call to Heaven"

If I could use my mobile phone I would phone my Mum, she would be amazed to hear about the future she missed, mobile phones and the Internet. Secondly I would phone my Sister in law and tell her about her children and how they have grown up and are happy. Also I'd love to hear my dog Nacho bark or give me a cuddle just one more time.

It's complex this death and dying business. I'm not so much concerned about being dead I think it's the process that's a little worrisome.
My Grandad died in his sleep and that's the way I would like to go.

Thanks for your blog.

November 4, 2024 at 9:04am

#1079486

Midnight. A story for little ones.

How about having some more fun with word couplets: black stallion, sugar cookies, whipped cream. farm hand, peanut butter and grape jam.

Jack, the farm hand, put down his stable rake and without washing his hands unwrapped his peanut butter and grape jam sandwiches.
His favourite horse, a black stallion called Midnight, shook his head.
“What are you looking at, Midnight? You wouldn’t enjoy peanut butter. It’s not for horses.”
Jack sat in the straw and ate. To him, horse manure smelled fine, it certainly didn’t put him off his food.
The horse watched every bite.
“You’re making me feel sorry for you, aren’t you?”
“The horse’s lips trembled.
“Okay you’ve won.” Jack opened his lunch box and found his wife’s sugar cookies and a container of whipped cream.
“Look what Jenny made, just for us.”
Midnight opened his mouth and ground his large teeth.
Jack dipped a sugar cookie into the cream and offered it to the magnificent beast on an outstretched, flat hand.
The owner of the horse, famous horse breeder entered the stable and laughed seeing Midnight and Jack standing side by side, unaware they both had sugary cream all over their mouths.

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