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Thoughts and takes on the way life presents.... |
| Thoughts and takes on the way life presents.... |
| ** Image ID #2048595 Unavailable ** “Come, my child, the secrets of the universe await you.” Yet she still hesitated. What was a universe? What was await? Why was this voice speaking to her? So many more questions. “Why?” The response from the distance was a door slowly taking form. “Wow! That’s so cool!” The little girl thought she would like the color red. The door slowly coalesced to meet her desire. “Will it be dark on the other side?” She wondered aloud. A brilliant light broke through the cracks on all sides of the double red doors. As she advanced closer, she wondered how late it was. It would be dark soon and she would lose her way. Slowly, a lantern appeared to assist with lighting. She took one look back and thought she heard her mother and father calling her. A moment’s hesitancy and she was off to the see what was behind the door. It was so pretty on the other side. And then it was over. She awoke to her mother crying and yelling “Lisa! Come back! Please, come back!” “Mommy, don’t cry. I saw Jesus.” “Oh, honey, don’t do that to me again. Please.” “K. Daddy, Grandma said I was just like you.” “My mom?” “Uh-huh.” “Come here, Kitten. You know grandma died in a car crash last year?” “Uh-huh. Daddy! That’s too tight.” “Sorry, honey. Did grandma say anything else.” Lisa shook her as she nestled into her father’s shoulder as he carried her home to be cleaned up. The water in the creek was cold and muddy. She was just happy they did not yell at her for getting her pretty dress all messed up. [Serious question: This story is missing something, but I can't figure out what. I read an article about vivid particularity, but the penny has not dropped on what that means. If you have any wisdom on how to punch this up, I would appreciate an example or two. Just telling me what I already know without an example of it is kind of pointless and leaves me sitting in this same hole without a ladder.] |
| I am back from vacation now. You up for a story? (Branson, Missouri -- thank you for asking!) We had a fairly uneventful trip from southern Minnesota to Branson MO until we hit Des Moines. My sister was a two-lane only driver so when we hit the city driving, she kept saying, "I'm scared." She was doing fine until she figured out where we were, I swear! So I told her I would switch to driving when she pulled over. I should never have said that – it was her cue to pull over and switch drivers, like right now! So at the next Enter lane -- you know the kind that have the long-running enter lane running parallel to the freeway? You know how there is that V where the enter lane merges with the freeway traffic? -- That’s where she stopped and got out to switch spots. We had us a Chinese fire drill on a freeway. Yep, they build us smart in Minnesota. When she was settled in the backseat, she is looking around and wondering out loud how we would ever get back on the freeway. I just said “Watch me.” I gunned it and merged three lanes over in about a minute and a half. When I asked if she was alright, she said, “Yes, I was under the seat and didn’t see anything.” True story. The hubby says I am the kind that has to tell everything I know to whoever will listen. I don't think that's true. I keep plenty of secrets from him, he would have a heart attack if he knew everything. |
| ** Image ID #2048593 Unavailable ** “Move in the left flank.” “Why?” “Geez, Josh, just do it. The aliens are over the rise.” “Why do my guys always have to get eaten by aliens?” “Not all the time.” “Yeah-huh!” “You’re spoilin’ the game. You wanna play or not?” “I’d rather shoot you with a paintball gun!” “K. Tag. You’re it.” “Why do I always have to be it?” [Dialogue only.] |
| Happy Hump Day. Last week I was shouting the praises of Friday because we got everything done. NOT! Monday and Tuesday were like a bitch on wheels. I had to be civil to mean people. I had to tell my boss I can't fit a square peg in a round hole. Everything that I thought was done on Friday was not. Everything I thought I was doing correctly was not. And now i have to go do "training" all over again because what they taught me no longer applies. I will be so grateful for Friday. |
| I had such a long, hard, messed up week. If I could have split myself in three parts, I would still have been behind. Just one of those weeks when you say “Thank God It’s Friday! And you really mean it! And people shout Amen because they know it, too. I won’t go into it, but just know that I was functioning on autopilot, because the brain cells were all used up by 10:00 a.m. every day. You see my boss went to a wedding out of state and he looked at me and the law clerk and said, “I don’t want to hear it. Just handle whatever comes up.” Yikes! I still don’t know how I managed to get everything done by Friday 5:00. The weekend is a blessing. Happy Dance! |
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