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Friday, June 21, 2019

Fly on the Wall June 2019

Welcome to the June Fly on the Wall Group Challenge. This month, 5  bloggers and I are describing what it would be like if you were to take a peek inside our homes...

Have a "look" around mine, and then go visit the other blogger's pages. There's always something fun, sentimental, or better yet, embarrassing going on. It's like your house, only we're admitting to the craziness. You have our permission. Buzz on over!

A cast of characters:
The Man
Alexandra (daughter)
Christian (oldest son)
J. (the teenager)

At an appointment:
Doc: "I'm going to start you on this new medicine. Warning: It's not cheap."
Me: (looking at the name) "Hey, this is good. My husband makes this! Thankfully, it will be free."
Doc: (worriedly) "Um, what do you mean, 'He makes this?'"
Me: "He works for the company that makes that drug. A perk is that we get those prescriptions free. Why?"
Doc: "Whew. I thought by the way you said that he was making drugs in the basement. I was panicking there for a moment."
Me: "Nah. We only make crack in the basement." (joking, people.)

At the eyeglass store:
Kid at the counter: "Do you know Alexandra?"
Me: "Yes, she's my daughter."
Kid at the counter: "It's uncanny. you two look a lot alike."
Me: "We get that a lot"
Kid: (staring closely now) "It's look just like her except MUCH older."
Me: Thanks. A bunch.
We had the grandkids stay overnight:

See that adorable photo of the three of them? See how they look like they're almost asleep? Hahahahahahahaha. No chance.
Me: "Mark! We're so old. I don't remember the kids staying up this late. Are you tired?"
The Man: "I'm exhausted. Doesn't it feel like the longest day? The grands have so much energy."
J. : (rolling his eyes). Guys. It's only 8 o'clock.
Roaring Bubbles?
We've been wanting a hot tub for a LONG time. Usually, this is where I'd say. "By we, I mean ME!", but The Man is right there with me on this one. My doctor said we can write off the taxes we pay on it due to my "condition".  Let me tell you this is a first for a positive spin on that excuse! Anywhoo, we had to wait for the right time with money and added electricity, (also, money) but finally the day came and it's here. No joke this time. We can't wait to use it. After another trip to Michigan...
Water (and soul) therapy
Going back to the mitten:
I went back home in April to say goodbye to some special people thinking it would be a minute before I'd be back. However, my sweet grandpa Bonney passed on Tuesday morning. It always hurts when family passes, but I count myself as extremely blessed. I'm almost fifty and I had a grandpa this long. I cherish sweet memories of him. He was a hard-working father, grandpa, great-grandpa, and great-great-grandpa. His biggest wish was to join my grandma (his lovely wife) in heaven. I only cry for selfish reasons of not having him here. I know that he is dancing with grandma in heaven; likely with his own mama and papa watching over him.

Wrap your arms around your loved ones, friends.
See you next month.

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Baking In A Tornado        
Never Ever Give Up Hope   
Menopausal Mother           
Spatulas on Parade           
Bookworm in the Kitchen  

Friday, June 14, 2019

Use Your Words: June 2019 When are we?

Today’s post is a writing challenge created by Karen @ Baking in A Tornado 9 participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words for someone else to use in a post. All words must be used at least once. All posts will be different as each writer has received their own original set of words. No blogger knows who received their words or in what direction the writer will take them. Until today.   

My words are:
dealership ~ bottle ~ door frame ~ suit of armor ~ counter 
They were submitted by: the lovely Dawn @   
Thank you, Dawn!!

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Pattern Story #8

The year of our Lord 1451
My dearest Odilia,                                                                                                                            
Bad news has shocked me to my very core. Bennett informed me yesterday that Beatrice was taken by the plague. I pray for thou, she was the last person to die in our village. As you asked, I made my journey to the apothecary and added to our stockpile. The paths were bustling with merchants who wearily yelled at peasants. They too were trying to replenish their goods, from apples and grain to bottles of wine. There were faces among us I had not witnessed in nearly 8 years.  

I was left to the final task of my sojourn. To acquire a new horse. On the way to the horse manors, I found myself halted by one of the King's officers in an exquisite suit of armor. He searched my bag for what he said was stolen gold, but of course, Dear Odilia, he found none. I was free to retake my path. As I arrived at the first manor, I made my way through the door frame of an open barn, a sense of nostalgia overwhelmed my being. It has been 5 years since buying our family's last horse. I paid off thy borrowing in less than 25 fortnights. I approached the counter of horses and coin and described the stallion I most preferred. I will arrive home soon with one onyx colored stallion. We shall owe a lease of 7 coins a month, in total 264 coins. I count this day productive and I await thy homecoming.
I pray thee well,
Yours, Leopold 
The Renaissance Fair has been over for 3 weeks. Give it up already. I take from your note that you hit the pharmacy, the grocery, and only what I assume as the Ford dealership. Dinner's in the fridge.  I have Pilates with Beatrice. I'm sure she'll love to know you killed her in your note. 
See you at 10. This century, hopefully.

Ps. It sounds like you got another ticket. Really, Leo? The checkbook is on the table.

-O*d*e*l*i*a  We've been married forever. THIS is how my name is spelled!

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