When we were old enough to attend school, our parents sent us to what I can only describe as “the little schoolhouse on the hill”. Seriously, it was a big white building that sat on top of a hill. Thinking back, it truly looked like something from “Little House on the Prairie”. Lunch was the same thing every day… English peas, with an orange slice and a piece of cornbread. I can vividly recall the teacher constantly saying “Ro- Shellllll, don’t fork your bread”. As if spending your day in a hauntingly scary looking house wasn’t enough, we had to look at and listen to “Mrs. Congeniality” all day, too. Luckily, my brother and I were in the same classroom since she was the only teacher.
I’ve mentioned before that I followed my brother everywhere. One day, just before dismissal, the sky turned dark and a torrential rainstorm pummeled the…
This weekend should be fun because I think I am going to play some golf. The temps in Charlotte have been comfortable so I shouldn’t have issues with fatigue. Also, fall brings with it less humidity and for that I am grateful. I’ll try to remember to take pics for the blog.
On another note my fantasy football team lost last week by the slimmest margin I have ever seen: 139.18 to 139.19!! One, one-hundredth of a point. I’ve never seen a margin that low. I would rather lose by 40 than by .01.
I have an old friend coming into town on Sunday and we are going to find a place to watch some football. It has been quite a few years since I went out to watch a game so it should be fun to catch up.
Got any big plans this weekend? I’d love to hear about them!
I, unfortunately, realized I totally missed the first week of this awesome fiction challenge based on song lyrics. It was a song that I love; however, it was our anniversary and a million other things were going on as well. I will still write on that one but let’s get caught up with today’s lyric.
The challenge is to take the snippet of lyric and write based on it. Today it is “Payback’s a bad bitch” from “Sorry Not Sorry” by Demi Lovato.
I haven’t written fiction in a long time! So, let’s get right into it.
Annalee looked around at the empty house one last time. She figured she should feel some guilt or regret but she didn’t. She didn’t feel relief either. What she did feel was a sense of independence and, what was that other thing? Ah, yes, revenge!
Life is crazy. I haven’t even looked at a blog post in over a week. I feel like a failure! I had big plans for the blog over the last 14 days, but then life happened.
There wasn’t a set winner(s) of the 100 Followers Game for blog features, so I’m going to put that on hold for a bit! Totally have just been overcome with a ton of stuff lately that I need to put my focus elsewhere.
We were blessed to be able to pick up and take the boys to Sandusky to experience Cedar Point for the first time a few days ago. It was amazing, I’d never been and the boys are already asking if we can plan our trip for next summer! But laundry has piled up. Apparently I can’t empty that laundry basket if my life depended on it. The house didn’t side itself…
Pressure. Pressure is something that we often place upon ourselves. It is also something that we allow others to place on us as well. In either case, regardless of how well we may respond in these situations, too much pressure is never good. Why? Because we were not designed to take on the stress from high-pressured situations over an extended period of time. This is why there are so many people who…
Lately I’ve been having weird dreams. Last night I dreamed I was having dinner with Donald Trump. We were sitting at a table and he was wearing a white USA hat and sitting directly across from me. We were eating the same meal and talking about an issue he was having with a company with which he does business. In my dream I was familiar with the details as if I had been involved with the proceedings. I gave the President some advice, spoke with his son Eric about something to do with how much money the kids were making per week. Then I woke up.
So strange. Anyone out in the blogosphere interpret dreams? I would be curious as to what this could possibly mean. And do me a favor folks…resist the temptation to talk about politics on my page as this is not a political statement of any kind; I don’t do politics. Thanks!!
Today I’d like to extend a warm welcome to Marie Lavender. Welcome to The PBS Blog! Let’s get started.
What is your name and where are you from?
My name is Marie Lavender, and I am from the Midwestern U.S. I was raised in a small town in Indiana.
Lavender. Nice name! Marie, what would your perfect writing / reading room look like?
Oh! I would have a true bibliophile theme, perhaps the furniture that mimics a shelf of books? Plus, I would choose peacefully, yet inspirational quotes to display on the walls. Anything that might spark my creativity.
Ooh. That sounds nice. I would so love a chair made of books. Yesss. What is the most annoying habit that you have?
Sometimes when I’m nervous, my right leg bounces up and down. This drove my parent’s crazy when I was a kid!