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| to all of you who have prayed: Hubby is doing very well, being kept on a liquid diet for 24 hours, on antibiotics for 48...he should get to go home after Thurs. Uncle is peaceful, under heavy sedation, on life-support. Concern for the food in his lungs...concerns for the amount of time he was without oxygen. I was allowed to go in to the Intensive Care Unit last night...no other family was there as they had sent my aunt home for rest. The capillaries on his face were all broken from the act of choking...but otherwise his skin is porcelain, no wrinkles, hardly looks his age of 75. I am trying to make sure that my aunt ASKS the necessary questions of the nursing home. Apparently, my uncle COULD feed himself, but still - I question why he would have been given peanutbutter - where he was when eating...because in the Dining Room setting I don't think his choking would have gone on until he was "found", blue in color with his heart stopped. Thanks again, Friends of Blogville, WDC...for your caring hearts and kind words. |
| Not a good day around my little acre of Blogville, today. Hubby has missed a second day of work because he feels much the same as before the surgery to remove his sigmoid colon diseased by diverticulitis. He went to the Dr. this morning...was sent to have a CT Scan...and it looks like he will now be admitted to the local hospital for a series of antibiotics - due to a small pocket of diverticulitis.  We thought that this was behind us...but now it is once again raising it's ugly head.Before he left for the CT Scan, we got a call that my late father's twin brother was being rushed to the hospital from the nursing home he has been residing at - and no one could locate his wife! Apparently, she was finally located at the grocery store...but the whole situation with my uncle developed as a result of a 'mistake' - in that he has had multiple strokes and other problems which has left him unable to eat, chew and swallow efficiently...so SOMEONE left him alone with a peanut-butter sandwich!!!! GOOD GRIEF!!!  Yeah...they found him LATER - no one knows how long he had been choking to death!  He was turning a dark color when found...now he is on life-support.  *really big deep sigh...I am so sorry, everyone. I know that there are much bigger problems in this world and I also realize that many of you are experiencing far worse personal tragedies...so please excuse that outburst. I will be back as time permits to update on Hubby and Uncle - and thanks for listening  I must go and get ready to go to the hospital with Hubby.God is able...even when we are not...I will trust in Him |
| Honest! Something was on my mind earlier today - but now I can't remember what it was...so I am struggling to come up with 'blogger fodder'. One thing that happened to me today, is that I had to take a test about 30 miles from my home. I was surprisingly calm before and during the test - even though I FEAR tests. I don't test well, in my opinion. Anyway, the entire first part of this test involved knowledge of grammar, punctuation, spelling and vocabulary. I can truthfully say that all of the time I have spent in Blogville and on submissions to my Port, paid off. I breezed through that part of the test and had no worries - thanks to all who corrected my punctuation - and thanks to all the "words for the day". I am sure that others have realized benefits from blogging and from writing and creating here on WDC. Perhaps some of you would be willing to share about these? There is a 2 1/2 hour time allotment for the test I took. It took me just one hour. The proctor was surprised at that but, I know that it was, in large part, due to all of the punctuation help and the exercises in vocabulary I have while spending time on WDC. So...because of all of Y O U - I passed!  |
| After the wedding this evening, Hubby asked me what the purpose of the 'aisle runner' is. He asked me this, because when the ushers tried to unroll the runner there was a major problem with it...and after several minutes while the bride waited and the pianist vamped, someone came forward with a pen-knife to cut away the tangled rope pull and the ushers continued to roll it back the aisle by hand. It was almost a danger as it was not flat and smooth. I told my husband that I thought the reasoning had at one time been to protect the gowns which skimmed the floor...and trains of gowns. It also gives a bit more formal appearance and the feel of royalty (sort of like the red carpet treatment, only white). I also thought that it probably helped with clean-up if real flower petals were being strewn by flower girls. ? Those are the reasons I could think of. The bride's father confided to us at the rehearsal - which did not include the unrolling of said aisle runner - that his greatest fear for the wedding service, was that he would end up falling. The guy had a genuine fear of this. So...today with the aisle runner in a disheveled state - after giving his daughter a hug and shaking the grooms' hand - he turned to go to his seat and nearly took a nose-dive due to the aisle runner! I felt so relieved that he caught himself, but could not help but feel sorry for him, knowing what I did of his fear. No heat and humidity today! In fact, women were in strapless and spaghetti strap style dresses, shivering in the cool winds. Go figure! One week it is an oven...the next it feels like Fall. What's a bride to do? |
| Okay...my third wedding out of FIVE is tomorrow, at 5:30pm. Tonight was the rehearsal...my hubby and I had to be there 'cause we are singing...but, of course, as with many of the weddings we do - they don't really go over the music, we are just there to know when and where and eat food at the rehearsal dinner. *sigh* Oh yeah, we do get to check out the sound system for any possible problems, too. It should be a lot cooler here tonight, and that is a relief. I am not sure if there is air-conditioning in the church...I didn't think to check that out since it was a little cooler and less humid than it has been. But, at least the reception hall is very cool - I know that for a fact...whew! No outdoor reception in high heat and humidity...couldn't take two in a row like that! I am seriously considering beginning a Wedding Planner service for my area. The bride for tomorrow's wedding was in tears because she and her sister and others had been cooking all day - and decorating the rehearsal hall, etc. Well...it seems that there was a mal-function of the commercial quality refrigerator at the hall and all of their food was found to be sitting in a more than warm refrigerator. Thankfully, it was a problem which was caught this evening - or chicken, fruit, etc. would have been totally non-edible for tomorrow's big event. All of the many pounds of chicken breast...the cake (a special Hawaiian cake as the theme of the affair is Hawaiian) EVERYthing perishable had to be loaded into people's vehicles and taken to the personal refrigerators of many family members...unless they found some other remedy after we had left the scene (which I doubt). I have said this before...but I will say it again...a wedding is just too much for the bride and a few family members/friends to pull off well - without stress, tears and possible angry words of frustration. Simple weddings are just never really simple...but if there are more than 50 guests invited to your wedding, I think it is better to have professional organizers. Someone who can be a mediator or direct with neutrality. I have been to rehearsals where the bride is not even speaking to her mother or to her groom because of all that is going wrong in her mind's eye. I'm just glad that my wedding was a simple affair...which didn't cost me much and 'got it done' - if you know what I mean. I did it all...pretty much without any help...but weddings are not what they used to be. We had only cake and ice-cream and mints and nuts. I was a brat! according to my mother, because I just wanted to get to the "Honeymoon Part"...I excused myself to the restroom and sneaked out the back door of the hall, where my new hubby was waiting in the car with his best-man who drove us like crazy people to where our Mustang was hidden (so it could not be tampered with by any weirdo friends of ours) and everyone was left to eat the cake and ice-cream without us. I was a brat - I guess |
| I went for a stroll around Blogville today, to stop and visit some old friends and make some new acquaintances. Afterwards, I spent some time in my kitchen...not accomplishing near as much as I would have liked - perhaps tomorrow. Next, I cooked up two of the T-Bone steaks I purchased yesterday for Hubby and I, along with baked potatoes and corn. It was a yummy supper. I went out into the backyard, fed the pond fish and picked my first round of big blueberries off my bush I planted last year. I took a handful of those - the remaining red-raspberries from a friend's bushes - 1/3 of a banana and dumped them all over a mound of vanilla bean ice cream! It was the perfect ending to a very slow, and uneventful day, in the life of one who has nothing more to blog about, as a result. Love, to all in Blogville...and to all, a GOOD night! |
| Today I went to a small market which sells meat at reasonable prices. I had been told that the meat was fresh and upon an invitation to 'go with' from my daughter, I decided to find out for myself. I chose four nice T-bone steaks, asked for 6 lbs of ground chuck (packaged two pounds per pkg.), and one pound of beef sticks (interesting looking) for Hubby. I also picked up two pkgs. of hamburger buns,(all that talk by another fellow blogger about hamburgers put me in the mood), three bananas, a bottle of barbecue sauce...Hubby thinks you can never have enough of that stuff, and proceeded to the check-out. The Meat Man had taken both (my daughter's and mine) orders of meat up to the check-out before-hand. As the girl began to ring up my items, I noticed that she was ringing up my daughter's meat order...not mine. She corrected things and I paid...she rang up my daughter's order, she paid, and we left. After arriving back home, approx. 7 miles later, and beginning to put my purchases away, I discovered that I had NOT been charged for $10.25 worth of food items! I wasn't sure what to do, but I knew that I had to do something. I had not been given a receipt for the goods, but I remembered how much I had paid - and the steak and ground meat totaled that amount. I also noticed that I had only been given TWO pounds of hamburger by the Meat Man...not the SIX for which I had asked.  I looked up the market's phone number, called and squared it all with the check-out girl. She apologized...I told her that I would try to get back there tomorrow sometime to pay the balance still due. (Thankfully, I get great gas mileage because I never have a reason to travel that route and it is very much out of my way.)The moral of the story is this... When you meet the Meat Man, be sure of his ability to mete or both your gas meter and your good-nature may exceed their metes. |
WOW...do I love getting email! I get as excited as a kid at Christmas, I think. You just never know what message may be awaiting you. It's almost like finding little gifts just waiting to be opened.     I have been enjoying blogging so much...reading other blogs...writing my own...commenting...being commented on...that I have neglected my 'regular' writing. I don't know whether to feel badly about that or not, because while I enjoy creating poetry, essays, articles and short stories - I LOVE the interaction which blogging affords me. There are such creative and funny and admirable folks who are excellent writers among the bloggers in Blogville - but it would have taken me MUCH, MUCH longer to discover them among the THOUSANDS and THOUSANDS of submissions offered each day here on WDC. So...I have been distracted, pleasantly so, from daily submissions of items to my portfolio. I never thought that I would be faithfully blogging when I paid my money to be a member of Writing.Com. I didn't consider myself a real blogger - I had tried it elsewhere and didn't really enjoy it, even found it to be a waste of my time to tell you the truth. But, somehow it's different here. Maybe it is the community. Not every community fits every person...that is for sure. But, this community of bloggers is the best fit for me - and apparently for many other writers, as well. I feel safe, secure and respected among the residents of Blogville. It is a REAL place, you know. It is! Blogville, WDC. It's on the world wide web map. We even have a Mayor! - David McClain   . And there are many others who serve under his leadership in this village. Maybe that is what drew me and keeps me here in Blogville, WDC. - the fact that the residents serve each other so well. Most of those who reside here go out of their way to help, support and encourage their fellow bloggers. There are regular parties given here by partyof5dj for all to enjoy - and there is no more fun going on in any other community, guaranteed! We have wonderful church with vivacious  , PlannerDan and Wren . The choir is really good too - pencilsoverpens , Lauren Gale , zwisis and  me, Lottie - all sing pretty well at times. We even get to go on cruises from time to time. Nada , a world-famous traveler and renowned tour-guide, generously allows us to board her ship and sail into exciting ports of call. We have an excellent library, where pensive, the librarian, regularly recommends a "Word of The Day" for our reading enjoyment...and such referrence materials - it really does keep us on our toes! Of course, there is a blemish on our village. We are like any other community, in that every so often a villain tries to crash our gates and impose acts of violence against us. Lately, the evil doer, Anonymous has been hanging around, trying to intimidate and wreak havoc. Our Sherrif, ccstring, is hot on this chicken's trail, though. The cocky, strutter of slander, will not evade capture for long with Sherrif CC on his puny little partially plucked tail! If Anonymous has any brains at all inside that tiny, beaked skull...he or she will fly away never to return. If they saw what happened to some of the other chickens spotted around Blogville, they wouldn't wait for CC to catch up with them, because he shows NO MERCY! Yep, Blogville, WDC is just about the best place on the planet! Well...Gotta go tend to my little acre here...aren't my flowers glorious? They were a gift from Garden Glorysalliemoffit - she doesn't live here, yet, but I'm hoping she will move to Blogville someday, soon. |
| So this must be, The Summer of The Dog, Because you see, It is too hot to blog. My hands they swell, Whenever I do type, I can not tell, A story, lest I gripe! We have had rain, For that I do give thanks. But what a pain, To sweat among the ranks! The temps they soar, To such unseemly heights, And I am sure, It's keeping some up nights. The animals, Seek shelter in the shade. The poor peoples, The swimming holes do raid. I drink liquid, In every shape and form, And like a kid, Hose myself when too warm. It seems to be, The Summer of The Dog, For I don't see, Cool Cats around my blog! |
| I don't usually do this...but as David McClain pointed out in his earlier blog entry...it's a SLOW day here. Because I could, but just don't want to come up with anything else...I am asking you to VOTE. Please vote for your favorite blogger. You can do this by sending your pick to David McClain under the heading of BLOGGER OF THE MONTH! I don't know how much trust we should put in Tor's ability to count and tally up the votes...but if it will give the old 'greeter' something to do, then let's help him out.If you aren't sure how to choose...because there are SOOOO many GREAT bloggers in Blogville, then just vote for me. |
| The rain stopped. The wedding party was very relieved. The sun came out. The wedding party and all of their guests were very warm. The outdoor wedding reception began...and everyone melted. It was a lovely wedding. The bride was beautiful (of course, she confided in me - her aunt - that she came from good stock... ). The weather had taken a turn for the better, it just also took a turn to the very humid side of 85 degrees.  It was difficult to not complain. It was difficult to stay at the party very long.We had the cake before the meal...I think that it was because it was melting...or might. People were overly thirsty - so they were overly drinking the alcoholic drinks. (The caterers had forgotten to put the water glasses on the tables and fill them with ice and water, until after the bar had been raided a couple of times.) I hope that the happy couple did not notice all of the many things which did not happen according to plan. I hope that they were spared the complaints of the hungry and hot masses. I hope that they only had eyes for each other and that their thoughts were on the 'after' party. It was another wedding down and three more to go! YEEHAW! |
| Let me begin by saying that I am not accusing any particular blogger of being a gossip. I am, however, insinuating that the act of gossiping has participants among those who consider themselves residents of Blogville. It's completely true, of course, and the proof lies in the fact that a Gossip Columnist has been employed at the Blogville News to handle all of the rampant, loose-tongue talk that goes on. Case in point: WHERE IS CC AND WHY HAS HE BEEN ABSENT FROM BLOGVILLE? Now, on the surface, this appears to be an innocent enough question. But, it was posed with the singular purpose of dishing up dirt. It is NOBODY'S BUSINESS where CC has been! He has the right to BE wherever he wants to be and he doesn't have to answer to anyone in Blogville for what he does - or does NOT - do. It is intolerable that someone would have the audacity to hint that just because someone has not been blogging on a regular basis, that he or she is up to no good. Now, partyof5dj may or may not have told David McClain the rubbish about CC being ARRESTED near his home in Maryland a couple of weeks ago and now out on bail. I am highly suspicious that the reason Party may be so well informed, is that perhaps he was WITH CC...because PartyOf5 has not been blogging on a regular basis, either. Maybe he and CC went on that little 'party hopping' adventure, together?The fact is, Nada could be one reason we haven't seen or heard much from CC as of late. Remember those photos of her in the white pants, rolling around in the hammock? Uh-huh...I'm not buying that she was actually alone when those pics were taken, are you?Look, we all know that whenever you are attempting to get readers, you will 'publish' just about anything to grab attention to your ... shall we say, rag. Sensationalism is what sells. If you think, for one second, that vivacious is writing a gossip column for the fun of it...you are soooo wrong, Friend! It is because she is being blackmailed! Yes, she is! I happen to know that David McClain has threatened to reveal something juicy about her if she does not write that column for him.Why would he do that, you ask? Because, years ago... AAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH! Did you see that?!? A chicken just ..... ewwww .... all over my keyboard and EVERYthing! YUCK!!!  CC, stop that! I mean it, CC...quit! |
| Wowser! I've gotten myself into it this time, and I never saw it coming. I wrote a little item shortly after joining WDC entitled "I'm Writing4Cash". Those early days were lean on inspiration. I was also extremely enthusiastic about the whole idea of writing and possibly having readers...so I tried to come up with interesting content. Yesterday, that item was sent around the WDC site via the Newsletter For Authors. I never even dreamed that that article would wind up anywhere but my portfolio. Suddenly, I am being challenged about whether or not I have actually made any money through the Writing For Cash program. I was asked if what I had written was perhaps an ad. (Well...that was a bit of a compliment because Writing For Cash is about copy writing so maybe I do okay at it, after all). My point is this - I am not selling the program, Writing For Cash. I was merely enthusiastically trying the program for myself and thought that it made for interesting content for creating an item on WDC. I figured that there may be others, like me, who had never heard of the concept and might like to take a look at it. Almost the same as offering someone the opportunity of becoming a member of Writing.Com. You find something you are excited about and share the information with others. Writing For Cash - at the time that I wrote the article - was one of the sponsors listed at the top of the WDC site. That is how I found it and why I responded. I figured if it is being advertised on WDC it must be legitimate and took a look for myself. It wasn't expensive, threatening or requiring much - so I tried it. I did not follow it exactly, and that is probably why I did not do well with the program. That does not mean that others can not succeed and do very well in the program. It does not mean that I will never do it again. The material is all mine and I am free to do whatever I want, as much as I want, whenever I want, with the information. It is easy to follow and I do think that there are people who are doing well at it. http://www.writingcash.com/members/?thankyou=949 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My girlfriends and I 'dined on deck' this afternoon. One friend hosted the luncheon on her deck as I had previously done in my back yard (Garden Party). Today's menu consisted of: Grilled Tuna Melts on a toasted bun with grilled tomato and onion slices. "Pink" Potato Salad. Fruit (including freshly picked red raspberries from bushes just yards away from the deck) with whipped cream on top. Lemonade poured over sliced lemons and limes and ice. The birds were singing, the sky was blue with fluffy white clouds and the conversation was full of laughs and encouraging words. What did you do today? |
| A fellow-blogger here at WDC mentioned something to me which I thought to be good material for my blog this evening. Younger people often seem to find it "gross" for older people to show their affection. You won't read too often about the love between a couple over the age of 50...or see it portrayed very often in a movie. It just doesn't "sell" as well as say...two twenty year olds slobbering all over each other. Somehow, that is thought to be "sexy" or "steamy" - the older version...just "wrong!". The other night, I saw a young couple leaning against a vehicle which was parked under a street light. I first noticed their display of affection as I prepared for bed, around midnight. At 1pm, I was having trouble getting to sleep. As I passed by the window I saw them still going at it. Yeah, I know...you are wondering why I would be looking. Well, because my son needed to be able to get up early the next morning for work. I really don't want to see anyone of ANY age sucking face and being 'touchy-feely' for that length of time in a public arena. To me, it's not about the age...it's about the activity. It seems out of place to show that much passion, for that amount of time, in that setting. Period. It is more favorable in my opinion for an older couple to show their affection. I feel that they know and possibly understand some things about love and affection that younger people have not yet experienced - making their display of feelings a bit more genuine. I don't think a middle-aged man gives his wife a kiss on the lips because he hopes he might get lucky. He is more apt to be kissing her because he realizes just how lucky he is. It's not likely that an older woman is hoping that she will be asked to go all the way. She's just happy to go wherever he will take her. After you have lived awhile and loved awhile...you realize that there is more to a relationship than the stuff that sells beer and cars. Love and marriage goes way beyond young and sexy. At least - once it goes beyond young and sexy, it seems to have a little more substance and meaning. When you can go through all of the worst that life can throw at you, and still find comfort and solace in each other's arms...that is a relationship which has depth. When you can see each other at your absolute worst, and still want each other at the end of the day...that is love that goes the extra mile. When you can work together, cry together, hurt together and not be torn apart by disappointments...that is commitment that endures to the grave. When an older couple shows affection for one another, chances are it is an honest display of deeply felt appreciation - not the reflexes of unbridled passion. I believe in love for all ages. I just believe that it is a little different at various stages and levels in our lives. The young would do well to understand that the affection displayed between those who are older is something to be admired. The old would do well to never lose the enthusiasm for one another, so eagerly displayed by the young. |
| There is one great sorrow in my life today. That is the realization that no matter how much I want something...wish with all my heart for something (a nod to chalaedra)...there are just some things which I will never have in my lifetime. As so well pointed out in recent blog entries by vivacious and PlannerDan , bad things are always going to happen in this world in which we live. Things that cause sorrow will always be present and pain and suffering will never be totally wiped out on this planet as we now know it. This is a polluted place, this earth. It's not only the elements of water, air and soil which are polluted, but also the hearts of mankind. It is this pollution which has caused an erosion of the minds, as well. Pollution often causes a 'murkiness' or 'cloudiness', and it poisons. As Nada wrote, today...everyone has the right to believe in God or to not believe in God. And yes, the freedom to choose is wonderful. Men have always rebelled whenever forced to follow any particular theology or ideology. Rules are not welcomed by most human-beings. We like to have things our own way, make up our own minds and choose for ourselves. It makes us feel in control. We like to feel in control.When things are out of our control, we are uncomfortable. That is what bothers so many about the idea of God. The possibility of a being Who created this world, created each of us, and is ultimately directing the universe and overseeing His creation, makes many of us uncomfortable. That there could be One with that much authority and power (without being elected by a majority of voters) is just not acceptable to many people. And that there is no explanation for how God can exist, where He may have come from or how He could have come into being, which they can understand and embrace, is more than reason enough to reject the possibility. To refuse to consider that there are a number of things which can not be fully absorbed by the human brain and admit that it is, in fact, quite limited, is a moot point. To point out the intricacies and divine nature of the human spirit, or the mysteries of the physical world, is also wasted on those who simply find it too difficult to submit to the idea that there are many things which we will never know or understand. It is easier to ignore such issues. It is not possible to convince every person of the existence of a God whom they can not see and touch with their own hands. There will always be those who go through life and straight to the grave, never submitting to the idea that there could be a Creator who loves them beyond their ability to understand and comprehend. There will never be enough evil to turn their hearts toward that God. There will never be enough good to turn their hearts toward that God. That is the sadness that consumes me as I write this. The knowledge that I am not intelligent enough to come up with the perfect argument FOR God. The realization that I will never be the perfect example which REFLECTS God. That my testimonies, the things which I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that the God I believe in has done in my life, for me, for my family, my friends - that these things are not convincing enough to PROVE God. That is my sorrow. I do not possess whatever it is that is necessary to change hearts and minds. Everyone does get to choose. The fact that so many will choose to not believe in God is one of those many unexplainable things that my brain can not comprehend. To be able to believe in a "big bang" or accept a "cosmic consciousness" or embrace the idea of "aliens from other planets"...but reject an omnipotent, omniscient, creative and generous God, just doesn't make sense to me. To choose to not choose, to not believe, when there is no one forcing you and nothing to lose...well, I am just not able to rationalize that. Thank you, for letting me have one more shot at it, though! |
| One night, a car pulled up in front of our house and my son, who was young and rebellious at that time, was about to go out the front door to greet the driver. I had looked out my bedroom window as the car pulled up because of the eerie sound it seemed to make. It was late. The car appeared sinister...as in a scene straight from an episode of The Twilight Zone. Immediately, I felt an extreme compulsion to warn my son to NOT get into that car. He was involved in some things which even I was unaware of at the time...but in my spirit I knew that if he went with that person, on that night, he would find himself in serious trouble, seriously hurt, or worse. In fact, I felt it could mean death for him. I heard him speak with the driver...I never saw the driver, his windows were dark and it was dark out on the street...but I could hear his voice as though in that slowed, contorted, evil way the bad guy's voice is often portrayed in sci-fi flicks. I thank God that He was in control that evening...the driver would not TAKE my son with him. I later learned that the driver participated in activities which were illegal and dangerous, though I never learned just who the driver was or what exactly did occur. I don't believe in chance. I guess, having had more than one experience like the one I just described, has convinced me - beyond a shadow of a doubt - that there is a God, He does speak to us, and if we listen and obey...our life as well as the lives of others can be better as a result. Today, my son thanks me for warning him that night. I thank God for warning me - and for causing that driver to refuse to let my son into his car. Listen to the small, still voice. Listen and decide to make the right choice. You may live to one day tell... Your story - which may keep a soul from Hell. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** C.L. Hanna ~ *Writer For Hire* ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| Just when you think you know some things...you find out how little you really know. Just when you think you have seen it all...you see something you never thought you would ever see. Just when you think you have enough...you find that you need more. Just when you think that you can't...you find that you can. Just when you think you will go crazy...you find that losing your mind is harder to do than you thought. Just when you think you have lost everything...you find something to hold on to. Just when you think you have suffered enough...you find someone who has suffered more. Just when you think that it's over...it's only just begun. Maybe...we shouldn't think nearly so much! |
| After blogging yesterday about how I NEVER make IT... I awoke this morning to find that - now, hold on...you won't believe this - I made IT ! SEEEE...I told you yesterday that IT was possible here at WDC. Today, low and behold, there in black and white was the proof! My lil' ol' children's poem "Invalid Item"  ...one of the first things I submitted here on WDC (I think)...won FIRST PRIZE in Cubby's contest. There is a BIG OL' RED awardicon right next to "Ham Bone Soup" now. I knew IT was possible. I knew IT could happen. I just knew IT !So...now all of you who doubted - get busy! Write...blog...create...get involved...( whine just a little if you have to )...because IT can happen for you if you just do what you love to do. Many thanks to Cubby  . |
| Do you know what IT is? Well...I do...and I never seem to make IT. IT is actually many things, or it can be. Tonight as I write, IT is "the list". I never make "the list". You know, like "the most beautiful people in the world" list...or "the most talented" list...or ANY list. I can't even make other WDC writer's lists! (I think I came close, today...but the lugubrious author could have been referring to someone else - since they didn't actually mention my name. )(I am whining in the hopes that I will get noticed. This is how low you must sometimes go in blogville.) The truth is...I love this writing place called Blogville or Bloggerville or whatever (I always get confused about the correct term/name). I find that it is the one place where all types from all walks of life are able to communicate through the art of writing. If only everyone could feel as accepted and cared about as one can feel here on WDC. There is something for every genre, every ability level and every taste. No one should ever have to feel left out. Every one wants to be part of something. Most of us just want to make IT - at least once in our lives. Here on WDC, IT is possible. You may not make everyone's favorite list...but you can write your heart out and read your heart out and create your heart out in a way that allows you to at least feel a part of IT. Here at Writing.Com - IT is possible...IT is what you make it! LOVE TO ALL THE BLOGGERS WHO MAKE IT SUCH A PLEASANT EXPERIENCE TO WRITE! |
| If you have not taken a look at my ongoing story yet..."Invalid Item" ...please do! I would love to know what everyone thinks. I am enjoying the venture and hope that maybe some others might,too. Also, if there is any kind soul here at WDC who understands how to formulate the website/page and would not mind educating me, I sure would appreciate the help. I have the name for one "Invalid Item" and that is about it. Can't quite figure out what to do next. I am really enjoying reading the blog entries around Bloggersville, lately. If you have not been reading or writing blogs, you should! You will learn so much about the wonderful writers here on WDC...and we would enjoy learning about you, as well. Here is something that only those very, very close to me know about myself. I LOVE EARLOBES!!! The colder the better!!! Now...aren't you glad that you read MY blog, today? For more on earlobes...go to partyof5dj |
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