Monthly Archives:February 2014

Compulsion of Tea

February 17th, 2014 / Categories: Moose Nuggets / 3 Comments »

One look into our cupboards will give you a peek into my husband’s compulsion to buy tea. Every time he goes to the store (for milk. for bread. for whatever.) he comes home with a new tea. Never mind that there are at least 23 different boxes of 23 different flavors currently residing in said cupboards. When I ask him why he is buying more when it is apparent we have plenty, he shrugs and tells me “it sounded good.” It’s a compulsion to try new. If that is the worst thing he does I think I am pretty lucky.

ben matthews ::: / Foter / CC BY-NC-SA

the 100 word challenge this week is TEA. As you can see, it is timely in our house.

True Love

February 14th, 2014 / Categories: haiku / 3 Comments »

Deseronto Archives / Foter

The old couple knows
of what true love is made
a lifetime of trials

written for Lou’s Friday Haiku.

Trifecta 102

February 13th, 2014 / Categories: trifecta / 6 Comments »

Is it a bad thing? That John and I are no longer together? I don’t think so – my parents do, but then – they paid for the wedding. I guess they have the right.
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Trifecta asked for 33 words about love gone wrong . . . these are mine squeaking in at the very last minute. Oh, by the way . . . there were forbidden words: love, sad, tears, wept, heart, pain. Makes it a little tougher.
🙂 Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone. With or without a lover, go and have a chocolate.

I still love you

February 13th, 2014 / Categories: Moose Nuggets / 4 Comments »

Marissa’s nose turned up at the single red rose. She threw it into the trash with gusto and wiped one hand against the other.

“That’s it! I am done with him. One rose? One single rose? I thought he loved me. I thought he cared. Well! I am done with Richard!”

Jenna rescued the rose and placed it with care on her desk. She shook her head at the silliness of Marissa’s outrage and mourned the loss of her one true love.

“I miss you, Henry. Thank you for loving me all those years.”

One single rose: I still love you.
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This is for Velvet Verbosity’s 100 Word Challenge: rose.


Awww – hearts from a special friend and her children.

And Don’t Forget Winona

February 1st, 2014 / Categories: Moose Nuggets / Comments Closed

DaddyJim loaded up the Chivvy. Mama fried up the chicken and grits. The sun was barely peepin’ over the trees in yonder field when we set out, Buddy’s and my chubby hands claspin’ hot biscuits drippin’ with butter.

‘Long about noon we stopped at the fillin’ station.

“Git on now, ‘Nona. Take Buddy and git warshed up afore lunch.”

We et, then took a rest. When I woke up, I saw the Chivvy pullin’ out without me.

Tears rolled in dirty canals down my cheeks, but then, DaddyJim was there. “Chile, you rest easy. We would never forget our Winona.”


photo of the Soulsby Station of Route 66.

This is my entry for Lance’s 100 Word Song based on Route 66 by Depeche Mode (and others, of course). I especially love the line And don’t forget Winona as that was my mother’s name.

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