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My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum.

I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon.
July 16, 2020 at 2:28pm
July 16, 2020 at 2:28pm
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July 16th Prompt: Neowise comet, a "frozen ball of ice that won't return to the inner solar system for 6800 years". Talk about it!
         So, a giant ball of ice is currently lingering for all to see. Huh, in Canada we'd call that winter and it takes a toll on our roads and vehicles.
          I've been in a comet. My hubby has tinkered with a comet, in fact he rebuilt one. We've both steered a comet. It really wasn't that difficult. I think it was a comfortable ride. I'm not sure, but there may have been ice. Ice is not a rarity here.
         Okay, this particular comet is a vehicle manufactured by Ford and known as a Mercury Comet. They sure had lofty model names. There is also a Ford Galaxy. They tended to rust, but they do make comebacks. To spot one head to a car show one starry night. No binoculars required.
         According to Google, a celestial comet is composed of dust, ice, methane, carbon dioxide and ammonia. This sounds like a sure fire recipe for combustion.
         Hey, I have an abundance of dust in my home. It's a naturally reoccuring substance. Like the comet it just appears and lingers.
          Most of that dust resides under the easy chair where certain sitters feel free to expel gas. The cushions of that recliner are methane infused. Wait a minute. I see a science experiment in the making.
          Okay... In the winter, we shall convince Grandpa to recline in his favourite chair outside. Of course, we will provide him with a parka. We're not barbarians. We shall sacrifice several of the dust bunnies, too. Hey, monkeys were launched into space in the name of science. We shall bribe a grandchild to pull Grandpa's , aka Menace of the Universe's finger 'cause we know what to expect. Boom ! Kazam! Fresh, natural methane meets dust and ice. Instant home-grown comet?


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