Monthly Archives:November 2010

As I wend my way through the greater web I am introduced to new people, new ideas, new words. Each of these expands my horizons and my life just a bit more. For each I am thankful.

So on this last day of November 2010 I decided to look up a word I see at the end of each of LouCeel‘s posts. I “met” Lou through the 100 Words project. He is a fellow poster and I always look forward to his take on the word prompt of the week.

I’d wondered what the word at the end of each post meant, but never used my fav search tool . . . until this morning.

The word? Ndinombethe
According to another blogger’s site:

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“Ndinombethe“
[African proverb] (pronounced “in-day-nom-bay-tay”)
Translation: “As I go, I am wearing you.” Referring to the indelible handprint we leave on the lives of others as we cross paths, whether intended or accidental.
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I may not use the word again – may not even think of the word itself – but I will enjoy the meaning of it. Each person I have met on my treks across the internet have left of piece of themselves in me. Some of those pieces have had to be tucked deep inside and away because they were jagged and rough and hurtful. Those I choose to leave in their hidden places in order to protect me and those around me.

But the others? Those are the ones who have shared their lives with me and in the sharing have made a real indelible print on my innermost being. Thank you for that. I hope to someday meet you. That seems unlikely given the distance (in miles) between us. Nevertheless, it is a desire of mine.

Many of you no longer post on the blogs you still have in your names – I tend to keep them on my linky list – just in case – but fb has taken over where ms never could. I see you there – know you are still kicking and living it up. You are still touching me and I carry you with me.

And, now I add Glen to that imprint. Only I cannot leave a message on the site (not a team member). This is what I would like to say to him, should he pass by my way:

Thank you, Glen. I found your piece while googling the word you so aptly describe.

What a gorgeous idea – leaving a mark on someone’s life and carrying them with you forever. You have now left a mark within me and I will carry it onward.

blessings

And, thank you, Lou, for introducing me to the word.

One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish

Lisa continued her count. The words were from her favorite Dr. Seuss book and she was proud to have learned most of it by heart.

Here’s one for you, Dolly. And, here’s another for you Mr. Bear. I love our tea parties, don’t you? Here, let me pour you another cup of tea.

Hoppity! Miss Jingles! Come to the table now. It’s time for tea.

One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish.

Downstairs in the kitchen Papa lifted the lid of the box and asked, “Did they forget the anchovies again?”

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This week’s 100 Word Prompt is ANCHOVIES from Chapter 6 of Ernest Hemingway’s The Garden of Eden.

Isn’t it time for YOU to try one of these challenges? 🙂

Sa-a-a-ad movies always make me cry . . .

I think Hallmark does it on purpose . . . the seasonal movies tug and tug at the heartstrings – and then the waterworks start. It’s bad enough that I cry while watching Hallmark commercials.

No, not really complaining. I knew it would happen and still turned to the channel featuring Christmas in November. And, yes, I loved it.

It helps that I love, love, LOVE Sam Eliot. Sigh.

Would it be unseemly
for me to kiss you?
for me to enjoy your caress?
for me to want even more?
for me to love you less today
than I will love you tomorrow?

Would it be unseemly
for me to shed my cares
when in your presence?
for me to shed my modesty
when facing your eyes-
your desire each night?

Would it be unseemly
or simply a matter of
Loving
of growing old together
of joyous abandon
a sign of us being ONE?

Would it be unseemly
to not care
what others might
think
what others might
see?
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A poetic take on the 100 Word prompt “Unseemly”Have you taken on the challenge to write your 100 words yet? It’s not too late. Come join us.

The nun’s glasses had again slipped down her nose. A group of tittering students called attention to it as she overheard one remark; “Sister’s looking down her nose like she thinks she’s better than us.”

Sister Maureen stepped away from the cheeky teen girls.

“Little twits”, she thought. “I AM better than you – if my father had not decided I had a heavenly calling I’d be married now and living in luxury. Instead I must witness your unseemly giggles and snide comments daily.”

Maureen sighed, adjusted her glasses, rang the bell and called the girls back in for afternoon studies.

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New 100 Words post – word for the day is Unseemly. Go check out all of the entries . . . and write one yourself.