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Monday, September 28, 2015

First Date


It begins so early, when a boy and girl meet.  Their eyes connect, hormones rise to the top, and tuh-duh!  It all goes from there.

Grandson Benjamin and unknown floozy

But, must it start so early?  When both are still in diapers/nappies?  When running without falling is an accomplishment?  When words are understood by the parents, and few other people?

I guess it does.


Friday, September 25, 2015

David in the Library again

David's library

David found himself in a belligerent mood, stormily striding to the Library.  The entertaining outer façade matched how he viewed his parents: shallow, fake, and idiotic.


Giving his backpack a big heave-ho, David growled as it settled next by the leather chair hidden in the corner. The next edition of Lord James St. John was in reach. 

As he always, David thumbed a few pages into the book.  …hate introductions, hate …hate dedications…
Ancient Egyptian Mummy
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“…the burial chamber stank…but there it was, in its own sarcophagus, an excellent….of mummification….not ancient mummifying…., but one….skill of modern surgery. Even the scent of ether lingered in stale air.


“Lord James peered closer, observing…evidence showed that this mummy definitely was prepared by…to make evident stratify of his elite...to resemble ancient mummies…skull had begun to calcify by some unknown…This corpse was no more than three years old.”


Kate Dolan asks why libraries are throwing books away
This makes me angry!!
David leaned back in the leather chair, his mind agitated.  This is about the dullest Lord James Book I have read so far.  What in the world was the author thinking?  Or was he even thinking?

Tossing the inadequate book in nearby trash can, he decided, Time to terminate this, head to Starbucks. They have Wi Fi.




Wednesday Words have been a bit of a zig-zag with some delightful bloggers filling in for Delores at Under the Porch Light as she did battle with her computer. Many kudos go to all those who ran the race with Delores.

  

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Wednesday: Significant Victory


This week's Wednesday Words have been supplied by The most...of every moment... of every day..

She is providing words for the rest of September.  Delores began this delightful Wednesday Word writing challenge, and then....

passed it onto to Elephant's Child, who sent it to the ever delightful River.  

River handed the baton to Randomosity, who presented it to The Most of Every Moment .

That brings us full circle to Delores who begins again with "Thursday Trauma (I think)".

Today's words come from Susan, whose name I share.  Phew!


Understand Dyslexia Step 4
Read this article
After Lisa helped Linda fill out the application, both were soaked with sweat. 


With many rehearsals writing her name and answering basic questions regarding this business, Idaho’s Best Potato!, Linda felt this interview would go well, just might go well.

Linda had had so many horrible experiences.  Although she was intelligent and vocal, letters swam before her, making it impossible to read, let alone write.

This interview was significant.  Past failures had narrowed her horizons to the point that no light could shine through. This has to…has to...

Her entrance into the reception area was anything but confident, but she smiled at the mature woman behind the desk.  Then she looked at the sign in.  

Taking a deep breath, Linda wrote slowly and carefully, just as she and Lisa had rehearsed.  Loop…point up…dot…

The mature woman stood and shook Linda’s hand, “Wonderful! You have the job!”

Tears ran down Linda’s cheeks as the woman handed her tissues.  She whispered in Linda’s ear.  “The letters dance in front of me, too.”