I’m feeling a little less than inspired today, so here are some of my favorite things:
If you made a list of some of your favorite things, what would be on it?
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I meant to post this yesterday as a Throwback Thursday post…but I forgot.
Oops.
Oh, well! My forgetfulness worked out this time, because now I’m not scrambling for ideas on what to post today! And Photo Friday can make a brief return!
See? It’s all good! 😀
Wow, that’s phrase I haven’t used since the ’90s…
Speaking of that glorious decade of my misspent youth, today’s photo gallery features a collaborative story a friend and I wrote for Spanish class once upon a time. She did the drawing, I did the writing, and we both had a ton of fun in the process. I was actually thinking about this story (and a couple of others) a couple weeks ago as I sat at school conferences. Miss Tadpole now has my high school Spanish teacher, who told her that I used to write stories in Spanish.
Ah, the good ol’ days, when I was slightly more confident in my language skills… 😀
I ran across this the other night as I was digging through a scrapbook and praying I could find my original ACT scores. They never turned up, but this gem did, along with some other hilarious reminders of my high school days (YM covers and Tiger Beat centerfolds and “Got milk?” ads, oh my!).
My photo skills were somewhat lacking with these, so I captioned each lovely character sketch with the story.
Happy Friday, folks!
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The mist rolled in from the fields in great silvery waves, swallowing everything in its path. Sea, sky, land – nothing was spared. I sat upstairs, watching from my window as the fog consumed the world, and wondered why, if the curse was broken, everything continued to fade away.
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And now, a story in four little sentences:
A ring of gnarled oaks encircled an ancient house on a lonely hillside. Their tangled arms clawed the sky in supplication to the night, begging her to stay, to keep them hidden from the blinding brightness of the day. But when at last Dawn broke over the horizon, their leafy robes burst into flames, and they rained droplets of fire as the morning star watched from on high.
Afterward, when the sun had adjourned its heavenly travels and night fell once more, the trees wept in their lover’s cold embrace and wondered why, when the air turned crisp, she always let them burn.
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Today was definitely a Monday. Luckily, the good outweighed the bad, and on balance, I’d have to say today was a good day, despite the rocky start this morning. I got to celebrate my niece’s birthday with pizza and brownies, and when I got home tonight, I found a package of pogs waiting for me in my mailbox, and I was featured on Simon Goodson’s blog! Pretty fantastico, don’t you think? 🙂
Simon has a new interview feature called The Seventh Question, and I’m thrilled to have been asked to take part. Head on over and check it out, and then catch up on the rest of the series to learn more about Mark R. Hunter and Joleene Naylor. You’ll be glad you did. 🙂
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It’s the season of giving, and once again, someone has given me a pretty, pretty blog award! 🙂
Mama Monkey from the Monkeys’ Jungle nominated me for the Real Neat Blog Award. This is one I hadn’t seen before, and I’m happy to take part! 🙂
Ze rules (because there are always rules, aren’t there?):
As for the questions I was asked? You’ll find them behind the cut!
…ate an omelet for breakfast, courtesy of Seymour, who is home. (Yay!)
…worked on revising The Lokana Chronicles some more.
…watched a little Dual Survival with the fam.
…played my flute for the first time in a long time. Played for a good two hours.
…paid bills. Ugh.
…reconciled my checking account. Double ugh.
…fixed supper.
…brushed up on my Spanish.
…unloaded most of the pictures on my phone to make room for new pictures.
…organized my iTunes playlists.
…loaded up my Christmas playlist on my iPod.
…scanned manuscript pages for easier transcription.
…caught up on reading blogs.
…cleaned up my email inbox.
…messed around on Facebook.
…hung out on Twitter.
…drank way too much pop.
…finally recovered from a week-long headache.
…felt very productive. 🙂
How did you spend the day?
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…read at my friend’s wedding. Hooray! 🙂
…have a night out with Seymour. Minus the kids. Double hooray! 😀
…finish this round of revisions on The Lokana Chronicles, take a break from it, and then dive back in with notes from my awesome CP.
…savor my children’s glee on Christmas morning.
…spend lots of time with family.
…dance.
…take lots of pictures. One can never have too many pictures.
…cook. A lot.
…crank up the Christmas music to eleven.
…try not to lose any more of my marbles. 😀
What about you? What do you plan to do in December?
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So today we were supposed to share a collaborative post for Writing 101. And I did reach out to someone, but then life happened, as it does so often. That post will go up at some point, but for now, here are some of the posts I’ve enjoyed reading lately:
What about you? What have you enjoyed reading lately?
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Score one for the savvy garage saler!
It’s amazing what brings people out on the town. There’s an apartment complex next door to our house and one of the tenants came over to see what we had for sale. “Whoa, it’s like a little store!” she exclaimed upon entering, holding a glass of questionable contents. “Oh, I love your lamp! I want this lamp. I’ll be back for it. You guys have exactly what I need, I swear. You really do. You have everything I need. I’ll be back. Oh, I love this lamp! I want your lamp.”
After several painful minutes of rambling, she left, only to return about a half hour later with her dog in tow. She wasn’t quite as high when she came back, thankfully, but still, when she went digging through the box of miscellaneous knives, my mother-in-law and I got a little nervous. Seymour’s mom looked at me and said, “No offense, but if she goes nuts and starts attacking, you’re on your own.”
I couldn’t help laughing at that.
Finally, the neighbor lady picked up one…
Suddenly they all died. The end. 