Grief It's been a few days since I got the news but I still cry. It doesn't matter what I'm doing. Dishes, laundry, showering. The tears fall when they choose. Sometimes they're silent and other times I sob so hard I can't stop. I didn't cry at first, when I got the news. I think I didn't really understand. Or maybe I was in shock. At first, I felt an odd sense of detachment, like an out of body experience, or what I imagine one would feel like. The words were there, right…
Life isn't fair and death feels cruel when you're left behind to mourn.
No Voice/'Family' Drama It's been a quiet few days. Or well, I guess for my family it has been. I had a sore throat for a few days. Nothing serious but I do have laryngitis now. Ironically I lost my voice just after the sore throat went away. I will admit not being able to talk makes it, for lack of a better word, interesting to try and help my daughter with her lessons but I'm doing what I can. I thought not being able to talk would bother me more but honestly, I've been…
When you're minding your own business and someone insults you so you clap back and they shut up. Then they start again and again. Then the cycle repeats and they do it again... Honey, aren't you tired of losing to me yet? 😆
Is it wrong to want to expose someone as the lying hypocrite that they are, particularly when they are making false claims that could hurt you or someone close to you?
Really not feeling well today
Messages It started on Facebook. I logged in and discovered I had a friend request. There was no profile picture and I didn't recognize the name. Deleted. I wasn't adding a complete stranger. About five minutes later, I noticed another friend request. The same person. **Delete**. It popped up again, as soon as I ignored it. Now I was curious. I decided to take a look at their profile. There wasn't much to go on. No information on where they lived, went to school or even how…
Forbidden Desire His breath was against her neck, his hand sliding ever so slowly up her leg. 'Tell me what you want.' He whispered. 'You.' She responded breathing heavily. Just his nearness made her dizzy, even after all this time. This man, he turned her on in ways she never knew were possible. He took her to a level of desire she hadn't even known to exist let alone experienced. She couldn't get enough of it, of him. She could feel him smiling as he pressed his chest to…
Awe 😍 My bunny was so excited to see me that he fell on his face trying to get to me. Yes, he's ok.
Wake up at 3am with a headache. Think 'No big. I can sleep it off.' Wake up again at 7:30am. It feels like the side of my head was beat with a solid baseball bat. Most of the pressure is now behind my eye. Yay.
“Evil poisons everyone. Period. Our mouths water when we sink our teeth into what we have always craved. Surrendering to our desires by biting off delectable piece of the forbidden fruit is nothing more than a meager confession: Poison tastes sinfully sweet,”—Confessions of the Big Apple Debutante, by blogger Miss Snow White. Snow White Lies
This is more true than I wish it was sometimes.
But silence is not a natural environment for stories. They need words. Without them they grown pale, sicken and die. And then they haunt you. Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale
Cabernet and a good book 🍷💖
When something nags at you and you don't know what it is...😕
Valentines Day gift from my husband 💖 He knows as much as I love real flowers, I'm always sad when they die.
Dinner tonite. Garlic mashed potatoes, mixed veggies and pork loin with a red wine cherry sauce.
"Amore." Giacomo pressed a hand against his heart. "How we suffer for it."
Pocket watch Waking up with a dagger to your throat is exactly as terrifying as you think it is. With the cold blade pressed to my sensitive flesh, I could do little more than lay there and try not to make any sudden movements. As my eyes adjusted, the face that materialized from the darkness became a familiar one, though that offered nothing in the way of comfort. The cold calculation in those eyes was enough to tell me that the woman I had known, the sweet, innocent,…
Things I have said that would be really weird to anyone who doesn't know what it's about. 'It doesn't matter. Dying is inconvenient even when you do come back.'
I shall henceforth only refer to Polar bears as Snow Bears
Simple chili for supper tonite.
Key *Open the door and find the key...* Wait, no. that wasn't right, was it? Finding the key had to come first. Otherwise, how would you open the door? *Open the door and find the key...* The words trailed through the air and swirled around her like a light but insistent breeze. She was going mad. It made no sense. Why would you need a key if the door was already open? Nevertheless, the words refused to leave her mind. They crept in at the oddest moments. She had thought…
Good advice
Gentleman 'Maggie?' She hummed absently and jolted with surprise, quickly putting her book down. He gestured to it. 'It's interesting, I take it?' 'It passes the time.' He reached for it and she quickly pulled it away, hiding the cover with a blush. His brow furrowed but he let the moment pass and gestured to the couch. 'May I?' She moved over to allow him more room and he sat. Though she could feel the heat from his body, he was careful not to touch her; much to her dismay.…
Of course I would burn myself taking food out of the oven 😣
'Everything I'm writing feels like it's out of a 50 cent novel right now.' -Me writing outside my comfort zone
Guy hits on me and I tell him I'm married so he proceeds to call me 'babe' then tell me he got a divorce 2 years ago because his wife cheated on him and he 'won't tolerate that.' Right.... 😑
Tara: 'What are you doing?' Me: 'Trying the egg poacher.' Tara: *excited* 'Egg potion?' Me: 'Poacher. Not potion. I'm not a witch.' Tara: 'Yes you are.'
So I look at my burn earlier and think 'That's actually healing nicely.' Big mistake. Not 2 hours later I manage to accidentally rip the very delicate top layer of skin right off it. Back to square one. 😞😩😓 Also, Ouch.
Answers From The Sea The waves crashed along the shore lapping at Rileys' feet. Though the water was cold she made no move to distance herself from the incoming surf. The truth was she needed this. The past year had been particularly bad and being here, near the water gave her a special kind of peace and comfort that she had yet to find elsewhere no matter how hard she tried. The steady sound of the waves and the cool breeze carrying the scent of salt caressing her skin made…
Her Story Every story has a beginning but truth be told, I've never been one for beginnings. Or endings for that matter. Beginnings are often boring and tedious and endings, seems like they're almost always either cheesy or sad. Middles though, are different. The middle is always the good bit. All the action, growth. The most interesting part of a story is almost always the middle. My own story is no different though that may be because I lived it; but I have to start…
1920s: Illegal alcohol 2020s: Illegal to breath on people 😂
A Glimpse Into My Mind I spend more hours than I can count looking for the inspiration to write. So often it eludes me and when it does, I'm left annoyed and frustrated. It seems that when I can't find anything to write about, I overthink which only increases my problem to begin with. My husband is probably tired of hearing me say I have writers block. Sometimes the words just won't come or when they do, they just aren't good. Sometimes it's impossible to salvage them. At…
Cabin in the Woods The little cabin in the woods had been empty for nearly a decade by the time Tabitha entered it. All that time being abandoned had caused it to fall into a heavy state of disrepair. The damp, somewhat humid and musty smelling air, the old broken down furniture, everything about the place had a haunted feel. It was exactly what Tabitha needed. She had found the place a couple of weeks ago when she'd been wandering through the trees, bored. She'd asked her…
Not really sure about this colour. 😕 I've never been good at picking for my skin tone. 😆
Our shower curtain ☺
John: 'What are you having?' Me: 'Baked oatmeal.' John: 'The thing I never get?' Me: 'I can make it tomorrow. Or tonite.... No I can't make it tonite. It would go really weird with bacon.'
Strangers You used to spend as much time as you could together. You used to stay up all night talking about your hopes, dreams, thoughts, plans, fears. It didn't really matter. All that mattered was that you felt like there was someone who understood you the way nobody else did. Someone who knew every side of you and still wanted to be your friend. But now you've grown apart and the worst thing about it is that you didn't even see it coming. You talk less, but you tell…
Him to Tara: 'Do you make snow angels?' Her: 'No.' Him: 'Why not?' Me: 'Somehow they always come out with horns.'
Always Better 'Holly get your butt back here you've got your own candy!' Dan laughed. 'Yeah but it always tastes better when it's someone elses.' She called over her shoulder with a giggle as he chased her up the stairs. Just a few minutes ago they had been sitting on the couch watching a movie and eating their respective movie snacks but Holly had apparently decided that the movie wasn't worth watching. So, she had swiped the package of gummy bears from Dans hand and…
Twisted Tale The woman sipped from her cup as she surveyed her garden. She had to admit, it really was beautiful and she took a certain amount of pride in making sure it stayed that way. The roses were by far her favorite though the hedges were lovely as well. They were excellent for providing her with shelter from prying eyes. There was a small caterpillar perched on a leaf, gently swaying in the breeze. She frowned as she saw the small holes on said leaf from the…
Nature vs Nurture I've often wondered which one wins out (though I do have my opinion). And just how much of it is our own conscious choice? I've heard people (and others for them) make excuses for bad behavior. 'It's not their fault. They were treated badly.' or 'They drink because their parents did. They can't help it.' I've seen people come from horrible backgrounds and I've seen people come from good backgrounds. Some of the people from not so great homes still manage to…
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