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!


Bring in the puppies
Batten down the hatches quick
Winds surge through Kenai

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It’s Friday Haiku with Lou. While not hurricane weather by Louisiana standards, Alaska has been experiencing some extreme winds over the past two weeks. We’ve had gusts in the 45mph range here in Kenai. Up in Anchorage on the hillside there were winds clocked at over 125 mph. Lots of downed trees and loss of power situations. It’s time to tie down everything that is loose – including the puppies.
🙂

Devon sat with DeeDee on a bench in Misty Park. Spooning is what their great grandparents called it. Gettin’ a lil sumpin-sumpin is what the kids called it.

As he nuzzled her neck Devon whispered, “They call this the twilight of the Gods. Do you know why?”

DeeDee shivered in delight as Devon found the right spot. Her breath came in gasps and she could barely ask, “why?”

“Because only the Gods could create such beauty at this time of the night; could create beauty in you. You are perfect. We are perfect together.”

DeeDee breathed her last in rapture.
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Lance’s 100 Word challenge this week is using the song Monkey Wash, Donkey Rinse by Warren Zevon. The above is my take from one of the lines that jumped out at me.

Your turn.

In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about nuns: penguins scare me.
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Trifextra challenge: Robert Frost one said, “In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.” We want you to do the same. Sum up anything you want, but do it in three words. Your response should mirror Frost’s quote by beginning, “In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about–.” And the last four words are yours to choose. I attended 12 years of catholic school – Sisters of Mercy? not so much.

🙂 I have one of these on my desk at work – thanks to staff members. 🙂

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?