Time Management

E610176D-A8AF-4C01-83E9-05D1524B8714It’s late Saturday night my time and I’m finding that I really need to make more of an effort to manage my time better. Sometimes I feel like I’m going through a vicious cycle with my blog. For example, I barely read anything posted by other bloggers today. And all bloggers know that interacting with other bloggers is integral to the blogging experience. But no matter how much I plead for more hours in the day, I always seem to fall short.

Well, tomorrow is another day. Maybe I’ll do better. Oh wait. Tomorrow is Super Bowl Sunday.

Oh well. Maybe I’ll do better on Monday.


Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (effort), Your Daily Word Prompt (vicious), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (anything), Word of the Day Challenge (integral), and Daily Addictions (plead).

In Other Words — Out of Reach

pot of gold with rainbowShe is my secret treasure.

Although I cannot tell you who she is; she’d be furious with me.

I can tell you that she is dainty and that she is glamorous, the kind of woman who can inspire a man like me to be my very best.

But my secret treasure suffers from an unbridled wanderlust.

And I fear that, like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, my secret treasure will always be just out of my reach.


Written for the In Other Words prompt from Patricia’s Place. The challenge this week is to write a story or poem of five lines or fewer using the words “secret treasure.” I also included these one word prompts: Daily Addictions (furious and inspire), Your Daily Word Prompt (dainty and glamorous), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (wanderlust).

Butt-Ugly Beautiful

fa54ceb6-2378-49c3-a736-91c5382d2414As they rounded the corner of the far entrance of the Music Concourse at Golden Gate Park, Craig said, “Look at those trees. They have to be the ugliest trees I’ve ever seen.” Then he whipped out his iPhone and took a picture of the nearest tree.

“What are you doing?” Allison asked.

“I’m taking a picture of this butt-ugly tree and I’m going to post it on Instagram so all of our friends from back east can see it.”

“These trees may be different looking, but that doesn’t make them ugly,” Allison said. “They’re examples of the beautiful balance of nature that God has created. I actually find these trees strangely inviting.”

“Oh come on, Allison,” Craig said. “You’re just goading me into a big discussion about God, aren’t you?”

“Not at all. But unlike you, I do see beauty in that tree. And I am also a fan of Joyce Kilmer.”

“Who’s Joyce Kilmer?”

“He was was an American writer and poet mainly remembered for his short poem titled ‘Trees,’” Allison said.

“I’ve never hear of him or that poem,” Craig said.

Allison started reciting the poem by Kilmer.

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.


Written for these daily prompts: Daily Addictions (entrance), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (tree), Ragtag Daily Prompt (balance), Word of the Day Challenge (create), and Your Daily Word Prompt (inviting).

Weekend Writing Prompt — The Ransom Note

d0bf2e91-f050-4076-af0b-2998bd942cd6“Listen to me, you can’t go running off all helter-skelter,” Detective Morrisey said.

“But it’s a ransom note,” Fred said. “We have to do something.”

The detective sighed. “I know, but we can’t acquiesce. That would have to be our last resort only.”

“You’re right, of course,” Fred said. “We have to develop a plan.”

“And we need to be very deliberate,” Morrissey added. “These perpetrators are very dangerous, fanatical people. They are devout in their beliefs.”

“I understand that,” Fred said, tears running down his face, “but what they’re doing is just downright cruel.”

“I know these cat lovers can be crazy,” Morrisey said, “but we’ll get your dog back.”

(Exactly 111 words)


Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the words “helter-skelter” in exactly 111words. Also for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (note), Word of the Day Challenge (acquiesce), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (resort), Daily Addictions (develop), and Your Daily Word Prompt (devout).

P.S. We have a cat and a dog and we love them both. So all you cat lovers out there, don’t hate me.

Split Pea Soup

46b5b051-4f24-4e1e-b800-bc99878c2cd3“Mom, I am so upset,” Elaine said. “I just checked on Yelp and my favorite neighborhood restaurant went out of business.”

“Oh, honey,” her mother said, “no wonder you’re looking so forlorn. But you know, sweetheart, this part of town is in transition and a lot of those hipsters are buying up a lot of properties and are taking over the neighborhood, so some of the older, established businesses can’t afford the higher rents and are taking flight.”

“I know that, Mom,” Elaine said, “but that place was so adorable and it had the greatest split pea soup in the city, next to your homemade split pea soup, of course.”

“Elaine, I have a great idea,” her mother said. “I got a circular yesterday from the farmer’s market. They’re having a special on dried split peasHow about we head over there, pick some up, and I’ll whip up a kettle of my world famous split pea soup for you. Would that make you feel a little better?”

“You’re the best, Mom,” Elaine said, giving her mom a big hug.


Written for these daily prompts: Word of the Day (yelp), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (forlorn), Ragtag Daily Prompt (flight), Your Daily Word Prompt (adorable), Daily Addictions (circular), and Swimmers (peas).