Category Archive:words

Hearts and Pups

February 18th, 2013 / Categories: Family, Moose Nuggets, trifecta, words / 21 Comments »


Ah, my girl
your incessant chatter does
exhaust me
my ears bleed verbs
and nouns and
hormones
and joy
interminable
always and forever
joy
you talk
we listen
you love
we receive
thankfully

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The Pup, granddaughter #2, is a chatterer. We tease her sometimes about how she only is quiet when she sleeps . . . but then she talks in her sleep. Her mama says she makes our ears bleed.

But it is such happy chatter and she has such LOVE to share . . . like the heart she drew in the snow on my car this morning as she left for school. I had to take a picture and share it here . . . along with my 33 words for Trifecta’s challenge EXHAUST.

Hyperbolic 33

February 16th, 2013 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, Moosin Around, trifecta, words / 9 Comments »

She blew into the room as fast as lightening. Brown eyed bombshell with big hair from here to Texas, she was. And my heart stopped. I was smitten. I had to be hers.

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Trifextra challenge: use hyperbole in a 33 word piece. Texas is on my brain (I get to travel there in April) and I know some big haired gals from there. So, this is what came out. Hope it fits the definition.

Granny Wise

February 11th, 2013 / Categories: Velvet Verbosity, words / 22 Comments »

Granny rocked and pondered the girls before her. Ten minutes before they had been squabbling and bickering as only teenage sisters can do. Now they sat before her on the floor with tears in their eyes.

“Girls, I am disappointed in you. I hope to see honest discussion between you, but never this disrespectful notion of hatred that I have seen today.”

“We’re sorry, Granny. We’ve made up now and we don’t mean to be hateful in your house. It was just silly boy stuff anyway.”

“Well, never mind that now. Let’s not dwell on the past, shall we? You will have boys who are friends and boys who are boyfriends. They will come and go. But in the end, you will always have each other as sisters.”

“Yes, Granny. We love you, too.”
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The Trifecta challenge for this week #64 is to use the third definition of the word DWELL:
3a : to keep the attention directed —used with on or upon [tried not to dwell on my fears]
b : to speak or write insistently —used with on or upon [reporters dwelling on the recent scandal]

This counted out to about 134 words. Granny and the girls may be back another time. I think they need a bit of fleshing out . . . like why the girls are with Granny . . . are they really that meek and obedient?

Hmmmmm will have to dwell on it and see.

33 Words of Wisdom

February 8th, 2013 / Categories: trifecta, words, WOW! / 19 Comments »

My most important piece of advice to young women would be to expand their minds. They should read all the time. I don’t think the world will survive without the minds of women.

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The above words are from Mildred Keith Stark as quoted in Women’s Voices: The Wisdom of the Grandmothers complied by Alaskan author Susan Stark Christianson. Link for more information. I was privileged to meet Susan and have a copy of her book in my office.

The challenge from our trusty trifecta editors is to find 33 words from a bigger publication, share them and link them. There are many inspiring words in this book. It is beautiful to see.

World Changed

February 2nd, 2013 / Categories: Velvet Verbosity, words / 5 Comments »

October 1962: my sister and I sat with our mother listening to the news. President Kennedy played “ring around an island” blockading Cuba. In the end, Russia dismantled the missiles.

June 1963: President Kennedy stated “. . . our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children’s future. And we are all mortal.”

November 1963: news of his assassination. The nuns crossed themselves and my classmates and I went to our knees to recite the rosary.

John-John saluted.

Our world’s future changed. We changed – became more mortal.

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VV’s 100 Word Challenge was CRISIS. The Cuban Missile Crisis is a vivid memory of mine. I was 12 that October. My mother and father had gone through their own crisis carrying my younger sister and me along with them. We survived that scary time and the larger “we” survived the larger scary time. Life changed. We became.

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