Category Archive:Moose Nuggets

Stanley Hanklesmann had been on sabbatical long enough. That’s what the calendar said. A large red mark encircled the first day of December. WORK called him. Children must needs be saved. He could no longer wander at (his own) will. Instead he must again do the bidding of the powers that be.

Time to save the world, Stanley. You’ve had a year to laze on the sands. You’ve had a year to recharge your ever readies. You’ve gazed into your navel and had a glimpse of all that is good and holy. Now, my friend. Come back into the real world.

(stock photo)

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*thanks to Dawn for asking about “must needs.” I guess I really show my age by using that expression. It’s an archaic form of speech, which I felt was fitting with Stanley’s demeanor. But I appreciate the opportunity to explain.

Ahhhh I looked it up for you. I really AM old, you see.
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I wrote of Stanley Hanklesmann awhile back. He is a combination of several people I know. Their lives are given day in and day out to saving the children of my community. They don’t often get a sabbatical – they don’t take much time off to recharge their batteries. They often burn out before a sabbatical is recognized as a need. I salute these workers.

Written in answer to VV’s Challenge: glimpse

Shaelynn gazed out her window at the building storm.

“Mesmerizing, innit?” drawled Adam. He absently brushed a curl off Shaelynn’s neck, then kissed the bare spot left behind.

“Adam, do quit. Watch with me. Look – just look how the waves crash against the rocks and over the sands. Oh, I do wish it could be this way forever. Just you and me and the waves.”

“I’m sorry, darlin’. I love you, I do. But this is our forever. This moment is all we have. Let’s just enjoy it tonight. No more thoughts of tomorrow. Just us. Just here. Just now.”
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written for Velvet Verbosity’s 100 word challenge: SANDS.

I’ve been absent – no prompt pieces for trifecta or VelvetVerbosity . . . but mostly not even a personal post. As the saying goes, I’ve been busy. Hubbymoose and I were just talking about that this morning over breakfast. We were being entertained by the members of the “Coffee Table” whose conversation and language amuses us greatly. I shared that it had been awhile since I’d written and he agreed with me when I said “I am just brain tired when I get done with work.”

Ever get that way – brain tired?

My doctor asked me last week what I do all day – she wondered if I had a busy job which would play into her prescription. I answered “I’m a desk jockey with a chair with rolley wheels.” Desk jockeys often, as in my case, are utilizing only one muscle – the brain. To combat that I go to the gym at least 5 times a week.

But lest you think desk jockeys and their brains do not get tired . . . it is actually the opposite. Overworking the brain with data and technical writing and the like tires the body because the mind just can’t function on a higher level once work is left behind.

Some days all I want to do is sleep when I get home. Some days even if my body does not know that (I want to sleep) my brain informs the body in no uncertain terms that it NEEDS to sleep and needs to do it right NOW. Thus my night shift working hubby will often find me “resting my eyes” in my chair when he wakens to get ready for his shift.

On another note – my house is a MESS! It hasn’t been vacuumed in – I can’t remember when. Hubby is a day sleeper so I try to make as little noise as possible on weekends. General pickup and laundry chores can be accomplished, but noisy chores cannot.

Bottom line – if you come to see ME, come anytime. If you come to see my HOUSE – make an appointment.