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Friday, February 8, 2019

Use Your Words February 2019!


Hey-O friends! Where in the world have you been? I've missed you!


Today’s post is a writing challenge created by Karen @ Baking in A TornadoThis is how it works: 9 participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge and there's a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who received their words or in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.


At the end of this post, you’ll find links to the other blogs featured in this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they were given and how they used them.

My words are:
love ~ like ~ live ~ list ~ level

They were submitted by Karen @ Baking In a Tornado!!

Here we go:

Pattern Stories#5


Photo Property of Dominion Simplicity Patterns LTD


Janet: I called and cried to my grandma for at least two hours. I was afraid she might give me an "I told you so" lecture after I shared my hot mess of a semi-blind date.  Grams warned me six months ago that I was headed for heartbreak when I told her I was writing back and forth with a man named Roger. She said that you can't get to know someone until you've looked them in the eyes. I can't believe how right she was.

Last summer, an acquaintance at my real estate job said that her cousin Roger was thinking of moving to our city. She wondered if I wouldn't mind sending him some information about recreational activities and places of interest to visit. I was happy to. I stuffed an envelope full of pamphlets from the city, along with a small note to let Roger know he'd have a friend if and when he decided to move here.

To my surprise, Roger wrote back to me within the week. He saw my photo in one of our directory pamphlets and told me all about himself. He worked for Americorps and wanted to tell me all about it when I saw him. Also, he included a small photo of himself in his blue pajamas, drinking tea. He said that it was his favorite way to spend time when he wasn't at work or sailing his large boat.

For the next six months, we wrote back and forth. Twice we spoke on the phone. I told him a lot about the city at first, but more about my personal self as time went by. We talked about everything from our love of various foods to my nasty tennis elbow, to his naturally wavy hair. 

Finally, I got the call I had been waiting for. Roger was coming to town! He was having his boat shipped to our bay and wanted to meet me on one of the docks in two weeks. My heart never stopped pounding as he listed off all of the wonderful adventures we'd take together. I told him I'd send a photo of an outfit I'd just made. It sounded corny, but I'd wear it to the dock so he'd recognize me immediately. 

Could I be in love with someone I hadn't met face to face? Didn't I know more about Roger now than some couples who've dated two or three times? My grandma warned me. More than once. She said he sounded too good to be true. I was angry that she didn't trust my level of maturity. I knew exactly what I was getting into. But, like I said, Grams knew exactly what she was talking about.

Roger and I met at two o'clock that Sunday right where we said we would. I brought a friend to photograph us the moment we met. The moment where the rest of my life would start. It was a good thing he recognized me because I couldn't see anyone who resembled my Roger. Then, there he was in front of me.

I wouldn't have known him at all if not for his voice. And the fact that he was wearing the EXACT same jacket as me but in blue. What was going on? He said he wanted us to match when we met. Holy Hannah. The dark natural wavy hair I'd seen in his photo for so long smelled badly of an Ogilvie home perm. He looked nothing like my Roger. Seeing my shock, he decided to speak quickly about the photo being taken a really long time ago. Bologna. He sent me a photo of someone else. That wasn't even the only lie he made up.

When he said he worked for Americorp, he said he meant American Way. "Amway". When Roger said he wanted to tell me all about his job, he meant getting me involved in it. He said we'd be rich! Only in my phone call to Grandma did I understand it was a pyramid scheme. 

And that huge sailing boat he had shipped to our bay? It got around not by sails, but by two oars. It could have fit on the top of his car. I told him he was a liar; that he had made a fool of me, and that I never wanted to see him again. And I haven't. That acquaintance at work said that he decided not to live the city after all.

After the call with Grandma, I'm starting to feel a bit better. It will take a long time before I trust anyone with my heart. I do think Grams put this situation into perspective(as she always does) by summing up this whole experience:

 "Janet", she said, "You're going to be okay. We've lived by the bay for a long time. You need to remember to NEVER take a man's word about the size of his boat. Not to be crass, but just between you and me, when everything is uncovered, that "large boat' they talk about? Well, It's (more often than not) going to be nothing but a small dinghy."


Photo Property of Butterick Pattern Service-Canada 1970s



Happy "Keeping it honest" day, Friends!
-Michele
Don't forget to check out the other cool kids participating in the Use Your Words challenge:

              Baking In a Tornado
              Wandering Web Designer
              Cognitive Script
              Southern Belle Charm    
              The Bergham Chronicles
              On the Border
              Climaxed  
              Part-Time Working Hockey Mom  

30 comments:

  1. Very entertaining and clever use of your words! Once again, Grams knows what she is talking about. Roger's house of cards came crashing down. Hope things work out better in the future for Janet. So glad you are sharing your wonderful writing again!

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    1. HaHa! A house of cards, indeed. Leave it to you to be the first commenter after that long read. Thanks for that, and for giving me the shove I needed to share my silly stories once again. <3

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  2. I've missed your pattern stories and love that you actually incorporated two!
    Of course you left me with a laugh, oh those men and their exaggeration of the size of their boats!
    Welcome back, my friend!

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    1. Karen, thank you. Thanks for helping me jump back into the blog world with a challenge. Your words (both for the challenge and in your emails) made everything easier. Can I tell you now that I wrote that story last night at 7? I scrapped the first version, which if you can believe, was even longer. Ugh. I'll get the hang of this all in time. <3

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  3. Welcome back!I love that you wrote this last night. I have done that a dozen times in the past. I now write them weeks or months in advance. LOL So glad that Karen helped you miss us and release your inner author. And for Roger and his big boat...no doubt it was an old dingy! hahaha

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    1. Dawn! Dingys. Right?? I'm so glad to know others scramble to their deadlines. My problem is that I actually wrote mine ahead of time and spent every minute finding something to change. If I wait, I have to go with what I write. Crazy, I know. Thank you for the sweet welcome. It feels good to be back. <3

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  4. Michele, I have missed you so very much. I have been worried about you. Hope you and the family are doing good...Hi Mark.

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    1. Brenda F.! I think about you all the time. I still have pictures of Em and Jimmy. I hope you are all well. I was off the grid for a minute that turned into three years. :( Some health issues, but everything else is good. Mark says hello to you! Are you still @UofM? <3 <3 <3

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    2. Well yes I'm still at U of M 21 years and counting. How are the kids doing? are you a grandma yet? Miss you.

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    3. 21 years? Where in the world has the time gone? Weren't we just at Target a few months ago? LOL. Every one here is doing really well. And yes, I'm a grandma! I'm going to post about it on Friday! Miss you too!

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  5. Oh, my word, I love this! What a concept, pattern stories. I have a whole room full of potential stories!
    And I'm so glad that Roger and his dinghy shipped off to another port. Some people are best forgotten. (And in another state!)

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    1. Amen, Diane! I have tons of patterns too. It's very hard to toss or give away the vintage ones; thus Pattern Stories was born! Thank you so much for reading. It was a fun post do write. I hope my comment showed up on your beautiful blog today.

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  6. Welcome Back, my beautiful girl!!! Oh, how I've missed your stories! And, what a great one!. Grams is a hoot and oh,so wise. Love you, girl.

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    1. Thank you, Stacy. I'm so glad you liked it. I missed writing them. Grams is wise in true life, too ;) Love you right back.

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  7. Grams is a wise woman! What a great story!

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    1. Yes she is, Minette! LOL Thanks for reading. I'm coming over to check your blog out right now :)

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  8. Hello you! I was hoping for one of your fantastic pattern stories and you didnt disappoint! Cracking up laughing at Grams! She reminds me of my very own Gma and something she might say to me! Ha-ha!!
    Btw, I'm expecting my signed shellybean pattern inspired novel in the mail soon!
    Love ya and welcome back, my ff!

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    1. Well, you know my Grams just about better than anyone; you had one yourself! Your book will be the first one I sign. (eith my awesome new nails!) Thank you BTW. I love them. And you <3

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    2. Awwww...miss your sweet grams! And mine. Gone 3 years next month. *sigh

      So glad you liked them!! Now make me an awesome bag with pockets to carry them all in. *wink wink

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    3. Has it already been 3 years? I can't believe it. I know that with our Grandparents, it will never get easier accpting that they're gone. You can have a bag anytime. Pick a color and I'll put 109 pockets in it :)

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  9. Oh...and that pic of you! Is it weird that I see you in my head that way peering at me through the gate? So cute!!

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    1. Mrs. Ritsema. First grade. Were you in that class? I was at least old enough by then to climb the slats at the fence and meet you face to face! <3

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    2. I wasn't in her class, I was in Mrs. Simmon's class. Cascades School is now gone. My heart still hurts. Many sweet memories!

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    3. I can't fathom that building being gone. Are they rebuilding? Is Frost still an elementary school? If you're ever by there, send a photo. I hope someone got to take home the climbing swiss cheese structures ;)

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  10. I'm so happy you're back! The pattern story is awesome. Boys and their stories about their dingheys!
    I have boxes of inspiration for pattern stories, but I don't think I could ever do them justice the way you do!

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    1. I am so glad you stopped by to read this, Hilarie. I bet you have some amazing Pattern Stories in your boxes! I hope I have ideas to go with some of the hilarious 60's and 70's patterns I've found. Thank you for your comment; will boys ever stop talking about the size of their boats?? <3

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  11. Loved this! I laughed, I cried! Grandma always knows best. So glad to have you and your hilarious stories back. I can’t wait to read more of your brilliant pattern inspired stories. Ps, I’m definitely putting an order in with you to get that glam trench coat Janet is wearing😂😂

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    1. Grandmas certaily do :) I'm pretty sure you should also check out Roger's glam trench coat. It's a lovely blue. Thanks for reading, Al; and commenting. You do best. <3

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  12. I'm so happy so see you back blogging ♥

    "Never take a man's word about the size of his boat" sounds like excellent advice. Isn't it amazing though how a nice picture and the right words can create a wonderful illusion?

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    1. Aw, thank you Tamara! I love writing the pattern stories for just the reason you gave. I noticed in the first picture that the models were on some kind of dock and that the woman looked disappointed. The rest is history. I'm glad to be back. I've missed my bouncy castle friend <3

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