Category Archive:Velvet Verbosity

Spice Girls

September 15th, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, Moosin Around, Velvet Verbosity, words / 2 Comments »

Marti adjusted her mic, turned on her brightest smile and faced her audience.

Welcome to Spice Girls demo kitchen. Today I plan to show you how a well-stocked cupboard can enhance your kitchen. Yes, you have the basics – salt, pepper, garlic – but when is the last time you went through your cupboards and checked expiration dates?

Marti’s eyes swept the crowd finding her shill.

Ma’am? How old is the cinnamon in your cupboard?

I really don’t know. I think I’ve had it since we bought our house 10 years ago.

Heads nodded in agreement and Marti knew she had them.
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VV’s challenge this week is Cinnamon. I hope you will check out her entry about that day.

Lather, Rinse, REPEAT

September 6th, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, Velvet Verbosity, words / 3 Comments »

9:30 a.m.

Shawna gasped, turned red, and her heart began to beat a tattoo against her ribs.

“This is just between you and me, Linda. I shouldn’t have said anything. The words just flew out of my mouth.”

“It’s okay, Shawna. I won’t say anything.”

12:30 p.m.

“ . . . and then she said . . . but this is just between us, Lora, okay?”

“No problem, Linda. I understand. What happened after that?”

2:30 p.m.

“Harriet¸ you know what Linda told me today?”

5:30 p.m. Dinnertime with Dave and Shawna.

“I tell you, Dave. The women I work with are such gossips! I told Linda that in confidence!”
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I had to laugh today as I heard “this is just between you and me” repeated several times between different people. I know this is not a purely feminine thing as I have heard men repeat stories better left un-repeated. That said, it IS more often women I hear repeat the mantra “this is just between us.” Can I just say – it is NEVER just between you. Funny how those words just fly out of your mouth, eh?

Written for VV’s challenge, FLEW.

And, please, do go over and wish Velvet Happy Birthday!

VV Road Trip

August 31st, 2012 / Categories: Family, I wanna go home!, Moose Nuggets, Velvet Verbosity, words / 4 Comments »

Ready, Mama?

I’m ready, Sonny. How ‘bout you, boy? You ready for the road trip?

Sure, Mama. Let me get your valise.

Don’t forget the picnic basket, Sonny. You know we get fainty when travelin’. Careful. Don’t break the pickle jar.

I’ll be careful, Mama. Mind your step, now. Step here on the running board. I’ll help you up.

Where’s my hanky? It’s hot today. Sad we had to come home to bury Uncle Samson, but good to see ever’one.

How much longer, Sonny? Are we near there yet?

Soon, Mama, soon. Set yourself back now and enjoy the ride.
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VV’s 100 word challenge this week was “Road Trip.” I like it so much that I not only wrote this piece, but chose to write haiku with Lou using the same phrase. Two different stories, though.

I love to just pick up and head out the door for a road trip. When I had my motorcycle it would take me 72 miles to get to work . . . 4 miles away. (I sometimes ended up 100 plus miles away from home and had to call family to let them know I was okay. Trust me – I was OK!)

These are my 100 words – where are yours?

Sweet Relief

August 25th, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, Velvet Verbosity, words / 2 Comments »

“Ungh!”

Babs sank into the water with a loud moan. Devon turned on the jets and manipulated them to reach just the right spots.

“Devon, you witch! What are you trying to do to me? First you twist me, pull me, and then force me to run to exhaustion. Now you give me relief, but shoot me with the jets.”

“Hush, woman. You know you like it. The pressure will ease your muscles and the warmth of the water will help, too.”

Babs’ mouth softened, spread into a grin as she grabbed Devon and pulled her into the tub.

“Gotcha!”
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VV’s challenge for the week was RELIEF. I joined a gym this week – working out with friends three times a week. My muscles are rebelling, reminding me that I am, after all, a senior citizen and should be nicer to my body. All week long my friends and I have been wishing for a jetted tub or a pool at the gym. Neither are there to our chagrin. So, I am torturing myself by writing about it. (with a devious twist – because I am just like that.)

It’s been a long week at work as well, so I am sneaking in at the last minute for this prompt.

Oooooh, Gypsy Woman

August 17th, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, Velvet Verbosity, words / 3 Comments »

She wore bright, flowing clothes and wrought silver bangles; her hair was long and loosely held back by a silk scarf.

I entered her wagon fueled by curiosity only a 13 year old boy could feel. God, she was beautiful.

“Come in, young man. Let me hold your hand,”

I shivered as she touched me, her bracelets cold against my skin.

“What is it you seek, sir?”

“I, I,” my voice broke. “Dammit! Oh, sorry, Gypsy.”

“No matter, little man. Soon all will mature. Try again?”

“A, a kiss! That’s what I want.”

“$20 sir.”

Best money I ever spent!
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As VV winds down from a couple of very busy weeks, she has challenged us with the word WROUGHT. The above is my take on using the word. Where is yours?

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