That’s right. Starting tomorrow (Sunday), I’m going to be mostly MIA for the next week. My wife and I, along with our son, daughter-in-law, and our two grandkids, will be renting a house together at a scenic spot along the California coast. I’m sure we’ll have a lot of activities during our week away, and that will leave me very little time to post, read, and respond to comments, or to read and comment on other bloggers’ posts.
The good news is that I have scheduled in advance my daily FOWC with Fandango one-word prompts. I have also scheduled a few of the other prompts that I host. But the bad news is that I will also likely miss responding to the word and photo prompts from other bloggers or doing much, if any, spontaneous posting while away.
But I should be back in action by next weekend. I’ll probably be exhausted from living in the same rental house with our two-and-a-half-year-old and one-year-old grandkids. So, I may need some time to unwind from my vacation.
In the meantime, I hope everyone has a fantastic week and I’ll see you on the flip side.
“It won’t work,” Sam said. “I’m sorry, Ben, but your plan is just not viable.”
“Of course it is viable,” Ben said.
“What about the weather?” Sam asked. “Your plan depends upon it being windy enough to get and keep your kite afloat. And on top of that, you need a bolt of lightning to strike the key attached to your kite string. It will never happen. Pulling energy from lightning? You are crazy, Ben.”
“Yes, crazy like a fox,” Ben said.
(Exactly 82 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “viable” in exactly 82 words.
“I’m sorry for the delay,” the waiter said. “May I take your order?”
“I am not very happy with your service. I was getting ready to berate you to your manager when you didn’t respond to my waving at you or calling out to you,” Cliff said. “But in spite of how long it took you to get to our table, you’re finally here and I’m ready to order. We’d like a large platter of loaded nachos, but use the chips that are the kind with hint of citrus flavor and are crisp and crunchy. Make sure they are fresh and not stale. And we’ll also have a large pitcher of sangria. Make it snappy, will you?” Cliff added, snapping his fingers.
After the waiter left, Cliff turned to the other people sitting at the table and said, “So as I was saying, San Francisco is a very hilly city, but the section we live in is very flat and quite walkable.”
The waiter returned to the table and set down a huge platter of loaded nachos on the table. “Here you go sir,” he said to Cliff. “Just like you ordered them.”
The waiter turned and walked away, a sardonic smile on his face. Just like you ordered them, except for the two gobs of spit I added, he thought.
Written for these daily prompts: The Daily Spur (delay), My Vivid Blog (happy), E.M.’s Random Word Prompt (berated), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (spite), Ragtag Daily Prompt (citrus), Your Daily Word Prompt (crisp), and Word of the Day Challenge (crunchy).
Also for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Opposing Forces Saturday Mix, where the words are “fresh/stale” and “flat/hilly.”
Gary was heading to his car when his cellphone rang. It was his wife. “Hi, hon. Yeah, I’m in the Home Depot parking lot about to get into the car. I should be home in about 15 minutes. Of course I remembered that I’m taking the boys to the game tonight. Yes, I know they’re very excited. This is the last home series for our hometown heroes and I wouldn’t want the boys to miss tonight’s home game. Yeah, tell them that I love them and I’ll be home soon. Yes, I love you, too, babe. Bye.”
Five Hours Later
“Hi, sweetie,” Gary said. “The boys and I are in the car on the way home. They had a great time, but they’re both exhausted and are dozing in the back seat. Yeah, it was a fantastic game. We won and it was amazing when Jackson hit that inside-the-park homerun in the bottom of the ninth. When he slid across home plate to break the tie and give the home team the victory, there was pandemonium in the ballpark. Everyone in the home crowd was going crazy and the boys, well, I’ve never seen them so excited. They were actually crying tears of joy. I wish you could have been there with us. Anyway, it’s probably going to be a while before we get home. Traffic leaving the ballpark is really backed up. But I’ll get me and the boys home safely. Yeah, see you soon, babe. And, hey, keep your home fires burning for me, if you know what I mean. Love you. Bye.”
Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Linda has asked us to use the word “home” as a noun, a verb, an adjective, or an adverb.
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