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This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
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Please use these random words in your entry today: desire: electron, possibility, bride, mistreat, battery, prompt, and likely. Have fun! Today’s prompt is going to be challenging, but I love a challenge. When I was a bride, over 58 years ago… I can hardly believe I just wrote that! I’ll try again now I’ve recovered! When I was a bride it was expected that within the first year there would be the possibility or I should say it would be likely there’d be a baby on the way. Nowadays young women enjoy much more freedom to choose when to start a family. It seems to be in their mid-thirties when the desire to have a baby becomes strong. By the time my husband and I were that age our family of three were all at school and I was back at work having spent their formative years at home. Todays couples don’t have the luxury of living on one wage with the rising cost of living, plus their desire to have everything right now. Children today would feel as if their parents actually mistreat them if they didn’t have every battery reliant gadget on the market. The screen culture isn’t limited to the young though. We are all hooked on screens, whether it be television or computer screens, and the electrons from the light emitting diodes, more commonly known as LED are bouncing about on the screen you are probably reading my blog entry on today. |
Prompt:What are five things you believe about yourself? This is a difficult prompt. The things I believe to be true aren’t necessarily how others perceive me. Anyway I’ll attempt to find five things I believe to be true about myself. Here goes: 1. I believe I am loyal, certainly to my family. As for friendships I’ve never considered myself a great friend. That’s not to say if any friend asked for help I wouldn’t be there in a heartbeat. No, it’s that catching up, meeting for coffee, going shopping sort of girl friend dates, then I’ll admit if I can wriggle out of them then I will. And that’s the truth. 2. I’d never be unfaithful to my husband. That is and always was set in stone. 3. I believe I have a really great sense of humour. We have had so many dramas to overcome during our lives I don’t think we would have survived without my sense of humour which can make most people relax and see the funny side. Even if sometimes it’s a black humour. 4. I am stubborn and strong, perhaps not physically anymore but emotionally. I don’t crumple under adversity. 5. Im a true Cancerian. I show my hardened shell to the world but I have a very soft underbelly which I only allow a few to see. |
Day 4027: February 28, 2024 Prompt: “Even though February was the shortest month of the year, sometimes it seemed like the longest.” JD Robb What do you think? Does February seem like the longest month of the year? If there was a month I have mixed feelings about then it’s February. The reasons are being that it’s always the hottest month of the year so I’m always pleased to say goodbye. This year February has been particularly hot. We experienced 5or 6 days of over 40 degrees and many more in the high thirties. However it’s also the month the school children return to school after seven weeks of Summer holidays. Now if you’re a mum then it’s a month to look forward to and to celebrate. I no longer have school age kids myself but having six great grandchildren I know the relief their mothers experience. Of course too there’s the added bonus of the shops being quieter. February is a short month but this year it’s a leap year and we are given an extra day. I often wonder what people do with those 24 extra hours of life. Perhaps it should be a public holiday, ours to do with as we wish, the school kids would really enjoy another day off after only four weeks of the new school year. Yet when we lived in England, the month of February was always bitterly cold. The hours of daylight were short and many people would get very depressed. It was that month which eventually sent us scurrying off to Australia in 1972. 264 words |
| 299 words "Blog City Prompt Forum"  Prompt: Tear Jerkers Have you ever cried over a movie or serials or sad novels? What do you think brought on your tears? It’s been a while since I cried over a movie or serial. When I was in my teens I loved musicals and most if not all had a sad scene in them. For instance, Carousel. When Billy Bigalow died I cried so much.😂 Nowadays it’s a tough ask to bring me to tears over anything fictional on television. I don’t go to the movies very often, there’s nothing that appeals. They seem to have too much violence for my liking. Marvel movies leave me cold. The last movie that brought me to tears was a home video. This week, after years of my nagging to do something about them, we are in the process of watching all the old VCR tapes with a view to getting them digitised. Most are over thirty years old, many over forty. We were watching a tape which showed us as a family, that’s myself and my husband and our three children visiting my parents at their home one Sunday morning. Our kids are all over fifty now and my parents are long gone. On the tape I was mid-thirties, the kids all under eight years old. We all looked so happy as did my parents who were just busy in the garden when we arrived and John was videoing everything. I just sat and cried! I don’t know why. Was it that those long gone thirty somethings and three small children who had disappeared? My mum and dad who looked so healthy both died of cancers within a few years of the video being taken. So maybe it’s not fiction which brings me to tears but the realities of life. |
| Day 4025: February 26, 2024 Prompt: “It starts with this: put your desk in the corner, and every time you sit down there to write, remind yourself why it isn't in the middle of the room. Life isn't a support system for art. It's the other way around.” Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft Where is your desk locate? If you don't have a desk, where do you write? Does the location of your desk encourage or discourage your creativity? I don’t have a desk. I don’t even have a desk computer. I write everything, using one finger, on my iPad. I did purchase an Apple MacBook but I still prefer my iPad. As to where I write, it’s on my bed. I use a pillow to prop the iPad on my knees and I write. I love my bedroom, it’s where I’m not distracted by dirty dishes, the ticking clock, the snoring, farting dog or my husband deciding it’s coffee/lunch/chat time. I’m unsure of the quote by Steven King and its meaning. Why does he suggest putting your desk in the corner? Of course you’re not going to put it in the middle of the room. Not unless that’s where you’re feeling the most comfortable, of course. When I’m hiding in my bedroom writing, the door will slowly open and the dog will remind me I’ve been in here too long and not to forget it’s nearing her dinner time. Sometimes I need the reminder for as as you all know time has no meaning when writing. |
| "Blogging Circle of Friends " Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a member of the opposite sex for a day? What do you think your life would be life? Harder or easier? It’s a fun thing to think about, but it’s too hard to know what it would be like to be a man. I’ve often thought, as probably most women have, that men have an easier life. But men also think that women have it best. I believe there are stages for each sex when the going gets tougher. For women it’s when raising children is more than a full time job. Maybe more so when I was the mother of three kids under four years of age as men seem to take on more of the burden these days.It’s an endless, tedious, day to day sameness. The man leaves the house in the morning and comes home to a house that looks as if a tornado swept through and a frazzled wife. That wife thinks he’s had it easy all day. For the male there is the added pressures of providing for his family, he’s expected to be ‘the man’ even if he hates spiders as much as the woman, is terrified of intruders as much as she is. Once the pressures of child rearing ease (they never end) perhaps it’s more of a level playing field as regards money, chores etc but still a woman is expected to look good all the time. One can see the disparity in the business world or politics when the women are criticised, everything they wear or say is twice as much scrutinised as her male counterparts. So the jury’s still out as far as I’m concerned. We all have our cross to bear and I wouldn’t swap places with a man even if it was possible. 306 words |
| "Blogging Circle of Friends " Use these random words in your entry today: hilarious, lampoon, fancy-sick, buttress, composite, and jump. Oh my word! William Shakespeare has a lot to answer for. Fancy-sick? I would have had no idea that it was Mr Shakespeare himself who penned that term. It sounds as if it was some hilarious term the kids might say today. Thinking of the things kids say and text to each other makes me feel really old and I don’t even attempt to lampoon them. After all they deserve to be misunderstood just as we all once were. On my walk today and every day, I pass by the most amazing tree. I often stop and gaze up into her branches. Yes, she is a she, so graceful, but strong, like a warrior Princess. She must be hundreds of years old, her buttress roots hold her fast to the earth as she withstands years of drought, cyclonic winds and lightning strikes. She is a Morton Bay Fig tree and could tell so many stories. I do talk to her and ask her if many children jumped or fell from her while hiding in her mighty canopy. How I’d love to see a cross section of her trunk, view her many composite parts: Bark, Sapwood, cambium layer, heartwood and right in the centre her medulla (pith) It would be wonderful to count her annual layers and know this grand old lady’s real age. 238 words |
| "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" The worst lies are the ones you tell yourself that your life will be fine. Write about this in your Blog entry today. I can’t imagine how anyone can carry on day to day if one thought that things WOULDN’T turn out fine. Isn’t it hope that things will improve, that “this too will pass,” when going through pain and heartbreak? I’ve been known as someone who always looks on the bright side of life. My kids even bought me a bracelet with those words engraved on it. I don’t think that’s lying to oneself, I think when things are bad, looking bleak, is when we either accept the status quo and learn to live with it or find someway of making improvements. There are those times though we may fool ourselves into believing others see things as we do, or that a partner/boyfriend /girlfriend reciprocates the same feelings. I hate lies and would never knowingly lie to myself. |
| "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" Prompt: Fears of the Unknown Do you have any fears of the unknown that sometimes make you feel uneasy? If so, for you which things, ideas or people would make you feel better or act like the safety net beneath a trapeze act? This unknown is not what people generally like to talk about but is one we all must face sooner or later. I was reminded of this great unknown only this morning when I was listening to a radio program. The subject was dying. I know it’s not what most people like to talk about, but this lady who was talking was telling about her mother‘s death in Canada. Apparently they have a system they’re called MAIDS. This stands for medical assistance in dying. In Australia, we do have a system for voluntary Assisted death, but a person needs to have a terminal illness. In Canada, this is not so, maybe also in the United States, but probably not in all states. So yes, this is my great unknown and it does make me feel uneasy. I would like something like the Canadian system to be brought in to Australia law as a safety net under that trapeze act, we will all have to attempt. Some will do it better than others. When my time comes I’d really love to do it well. |
| "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" Prompt: Talents What does the word "talent" mean to you? Then, what if you had a hidden talent that you didn't know you had? What do you think that talent could be? I adore to see children with a natural talent. They’re so joyous and love doing whatever it is their souls tell them to do. It may be drawing or painting, singing or dancing, but somehow, eventually their interest dissipates. Why? Usually because some well meaning adult spots their talent and tells them they could be so much better if they did it this way, or that way. And that is why most adults think they can’t draw or they can’t sing. They were made to feel not good enough. What could my latent talent be? Well, apparently it was writing and I never knew. I didn’t start writing until I was seventy years old. That was ten years ago. Now I write every day. Not novels but stories and poems, reviews and blogs. Nothing earth shattering, but oh, it’s so much fun! The strange thing I’ve discovered if you tell people you write is they always ask if you’ve written a book and have you had it published? Why don’t they ask those of us who sing around the house why we haven’t made a recording? Or why a golfer isn’t playing in the champions league? No if you write then you must take it seriously. What I would have loved to have been is an actor or stage singer. Maybe I could have been rich and famous? But I’ve been watching old home videos of myself, husband and our three children when we were all young and beautiful 😂 And I’ve realised what my talent was. It was raising a happy, well adjusted family. |
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