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Anyway, Hubby had a game going with a friend of ours, and after making a particularly good play, he got a one-word text message. We could hear our friend as if he were sitting at the table with us..."Dayum".
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Score!
It is day 8 of the Third Second Annual 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing challenge hosted by Nicky and Mike at We Work for Cheese and today's prompt is Damn! Now get on over and check out the other participants at WWFC!
There were a few things I thought of that could elicit such an exclamation, but didn't think any of those would be appropriate. Then I remembered something that happened a while back. Hubby and I play Word Feud on our phones. This is a game similar to Scrabble or Words with Friends.
Anyway, Hubby had a game going with a friend of ours, and after making a particularly good play, he got a one-word text message. We could hear our friend as if he were sitting at the table with us..."Dayum".
Anyway, Hubby had a game going with a friend of ours, and after making a particularly good play, he got a one-word text message. We could hear our friend as if he were sitting at the table with us..."Dayum".
Friday, February 7, 2014
Give Me a Hint
It is day 7 of the Third Second Annual 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing challenge hosted by Nicky and Mike at We Work for Cheese and today's prompt is Hint, hint. So take a hint and go check out the other participants at WWFC.
"Oh please tell me. I'll just die, die I tell you. Won't you even give me a hint. I've gotta know. Oh please, pretty please" begged Charlie.
"Never! Not in a million years" replied his older sister. "You'd just blab it everywhere. Nope, not a chance."
"Patty" complained Charlie, "I'd never tell. I promise...cross my heart. You're so mean. You never tell me anything."
"Charlie, you really want me to tell you something" teased Patty?
"Sure" said Charlie, all ears.
"Get lost" she responded, frustrated at her little brother's persistence.
"Gee, I can take a hint" he grumbled as he shuffled away.
"Oh please tell me. I'll just die, die I tell you. Won't you even give me a hint. I've gotta know. Oh please, pretty please" begged Charlie.
"Never! Not in a million years" replied his older sister. "You'd just blab it everywhere. Nope, not a chance."
"Patty" complained Charlie, "I'd never tell. I promise...cross my heart. You're so mean. You never tell me anything.""Charlie, you really want me to tell you something" teased Patty?
"Sure" said Charlie, all ears.
"Get lost" she responded, frustrated at her little brother's persistence.
"Gee, I can take a hint" he grumbled as he shuffled away.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Scatterbrained?
It is day 6 of the Third Second Annual 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing challenge hosted by Nicky and Mike at We Work for Cheese and today's prompt is Scatterbrained. So check out the other participants at WWFC.
I was all set to charge through this writing challenge like a plow through snow. I had pre-written the first four posts, and pulled the fifth out of my hat - literally at the eleventh hour, but now the hat's empty.
I searched every nook and cranny looking for two words to string together, but all I found was dust bunnies and half eaten cat toys.
I stared intently at the cat in hopes of gaining some inspiration, and she just looked at me as if to say this is payback for all the times you called me a twit.
I went off in so many different directions it suddenly sounds like I'm a Phi Beta Ditz alumna.
Thoughts, elusive as the morning mist, have been bobbling around my brain like the head on a pigeon, never settling in one place long enough to put two and two together.
So instead of coming up with some witty dialog, here I sit watching reruns and listening to the clock ticking off the seconds in my head.
Scatterbrained? No, but my low fuel light came on about 20% into the challenge. I guess it's time for a fill up.
I was all set to charge through this writing challenge like a plow through snow. I had pre-written the first four posts, and pulled the fifth out of my hat - literally at the eleventh hour, but now the hat's empty.
I searched every nook and cranny looking for two words to string together, but all I found was dust bunnies and half eaten cat toys. I stared intently at the cat in hopes of gaining some inspiration, and she just looked at me as if to say this is payback for all the times you called me a twit.
I went off in so many different directions it suddenly sounds like I'm a Phi Beta Ditz alumna.
Thoughts, elusive as the morning mist, have been bobbling around my brain like the head on a pigeon, never settling in one place long enough to put two and two together.
So instead of coming up with some witty dialog, here I sit watching reruns and listening to the clock ticking off the seconds in my head.
Scatterbrained? No, but my low fuel light came on about 20% into the challenge. I guess it's time for a fill up.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
The Fruit of the Vine
It is day 5 of the Third Second Annual 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing challenge hosted by Nicky and Mike at We Work for Cheese and today's prompt is The Empty Bottle. So toddle on over to WWFC and see the contributions of the other participants.
The fruit of the vine
Makes a wine so fine
By the bottle or glass
It goes fast
Then the bottle is empty
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
When Hell Freezes Over
It is day 4 of the Third Second Annual 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing challenge hosted by Nicky and Mike at We Work for Cheese and today's prompt is When Hell Freezes Over. Now skate on over to Nicky's place for more frozen treats.
Care to rethink that remark?
In reality, she probably doesn't have to worry about it. Hell, as described in many religions, lies far beneath the surface of the earth. For the sake of argument, we will assume hell to be located at the center of the earth, way down at it's fiery core.
Obviously no one has taken it's temperature, but it is estimated at between 9,000 and 11,000 degrees Fahrenheit. The earth's core is a solid iron ball about one-third the size of the moon, which would easily be melted at these temperatures if not for the weight of the planet pressing down on it.
It is pretty certain this isn't freezing any time soon!
Adverb*
- (idiomatic) never; not in this lifetime; not a chance.
- "Will you go out with him?"
- "When Hell freezes over!"
- *Source: wikionary
Image Source: wstera2
Care to rethink that remark?
In reality, she probably doesn't have to worry about it. Hell, as described in many religions, lies far beneath the surface of the earth. For the sake of argument, we will assume hell to be located at the center of the earth, way down at it's fiery core.
Obviously no one has taken it's temperature, but it is estimated at between 9,000 and 11,000 degrees Fahrenheit. The earth's core is a solid iron ball about one-third the size of the moon, which would easily be melted at these temperatures if not for the weight of the planet pressing down on it.
It is pretty certain this isn't freezing any time soon!
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