Slim and Franke

Slim and Franke

Friday, May 26, 2017


Sinko de Mayo   

And here is my pup Frankie trying to convince me that she will be good if I let her get in my lap.

Thursday, May 25, 2017


Here is my story using the first 6 challenging words provided by Elephant's Child: abacus, bookshelf, cursory, delicate, eclipse, finery.  

(It would be fun if any of you wanted to continue my story using the second six words: gigantic, healthy, innocuous, jaundiced, kitchen, linger.)


The thief entered the room with stealth. She took a cursory glance around the huge library. There were many antique books on each bookshelf. Clarice was not after a book. She was searching for a very old Chinese wooden bead abacus. She did not plan to take the abacus with her either. She knew this vintage arithmetic calculator was placed in a position that, when moved, would open the hidden safe. 

The beam of Clarice' flashlight skipped around the room. It created shapes of the full moon, a half moon and even a moon in eclipse. At last, she spotted the old abacus. She approached the delicate object and carefully turned it. Nothing happened. Then she lifted it. Again nothing happened.  Clarice began to move the beads attempting to work out a combination. She tried placing the beads in an order of the owner's birthdate. At that moment she heard a click and turned to see the door to the vault opening. Clarice tiptoed carefully toward the slowly moving, heavy door. She gazed in wonder at the valuable jewels and finery that awaited her large tote. 

THE END...or is it.  
Feel free to use the second set of words to continue my story.  What might happen to Clarice? 

Thank you E.C. for using the second six words to share this great ending. Hope others might accept the challenge as well.

LOVE your story. You met and conquered the challenge.

Clarice wanted to let out a gigantic yell of triumph. She had done it.
However, a healthy respect for her safety kept her quiet. Mr Jones took a jaundiced view of anyone attempting to relieve him of his ill-gotten gains. Clarice's job was in the kitchen, and she had no innocuous excuse to be in the library. No time to linger, just stuff that tote full - and RUN.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017


Elephant's Child has supplied the challenging Words For Wednesday for May.  I am still bogged down but hope to participate before the week is over.  Hope you who have the time will participate.  Here are the words:

This week's prompts are:

  1. abacus
  2. bookshelf
  3. cursory
  4. delicate
  5. eclipse
  6. finery


  1. gigantic
  2. healthy
  3. innocuous
  4. jaundiced
  5. kitchen
  6. linger

Monday, May 22, 2017


Question Of The Week, May 22, 2017

Do you want a published obituary?  
Will you write your own?

  1. I used to think writing my own was a good idea, but I've written several and keep changing my mind.
    "She Lived, She Loved, She Died. Let's Party!"
    How's that? I don't want people to be sorry.

    1. River, that is perfect:-)

  2. Already many of my friends who would even care are gone. Why write it if no one will be around to read it. However I do read obituaries every day and find them interesting. Another thing...they are so expensive to publish. I'm not wanting my children to spend more than necessary when the time comes.

  3. Hmm. I have given amazingly little thought to this, even though I know full well how unexpectedly the occasion can arise. I did have the immediate thought to the expense so I think I will write my own -- along the lines of River's above.

  4. No I don't want it published......what would I write for my tombstone...."Been here, done that, on to the next."

  5. As a genealogist, I know the wealth of information that can be found in them. But I still don't want one. I don't want a funeral either and I want my ashes scattered. I want my friends and family to have a wake for me and then go on with their lives. 

  6. Don't need one, really don't care. Sounds horrible when I type it but once I'm gone, I don't care either way. 

  7. I just want to pass quietly on...

  8. I've thought about writing my own but can't find the time. At
    my age, I'd bettr hurry if I'm going to. hahaha I would like lots
    of Flamenco dancers with a big Gypsy send off.

  9. Gosh... I haven't thought about that. Now you got me thinking.

  10. No obituary. I am happy to just disappear.

  11. This is a touchy subject for me right now. I just lost my dad on May 8th and it's still a very raw subjest to re-visit. I'm just going to skip my answer to this post. I hope you understand.

    1. My brother took care of the obituaries for our parents and I had to write my husbands. I know how difficult this is for you at this time. Bless your heart. Yes, it is too new to re-visit at this time. Sorry if my question hurt:-(

  12. It's a tradition in our family, so I guess so. :) I wrote both my parents' obituaries. My sisters think I'm morbid, but I subscribe to the emailed obits from the mortuary in my home town, so I'll know when mom and dad's friends pass away. 

  13. Nope, no funeral, no obit. I just want to slip quietly into the ether without a splash. Those who will miss me will all ready know.

    I don't want any obituary or funeral. I'm with Arkansas Patti. Enough said; and enough done, I reckon!

    1. I have thought about it from time to time, but I really am not that important in the grand scheme of things, so maybe those after me should just all move on their own paths.

    2. I leave it up to my survivors. If they want they can.

    3. Yes, and yes

      No and no! I agree with Happy Whisk once I'm gone I'm gone.

Monday, May 15, 2017


Question Of The Week 5-15-17

What’s the toughest decision you ever made?

Divorcing my children's father in 1975 was a tough decision, but turned out to be one of the best decisions of my life.

To quit smoking now 26 years ago and like you it was the best one I ever made.

Telling my adult daughter that it was time she and her son made the move to independence.

I haven't really made one. All decisions have seemed obvious

Leaving my corporate job when an exit package was offered to everyone having a certain number of years service. I didn't have to go, but wanted to return to school - I wrestled with that one for weeks!

I am groot.

PS: Thanks for your funny comment. Honestly, I don't have a toughest decision. But loved the Groot comment you left me today

Not really sure. Work related one is handing in my notice at the restaurant I worked in when my children were young. The manager was awful to me. I had applied to do a foundation degree course but was waiting for the offer. One night I had just had enough and did it. Never looked back even though my Dad couldn't understand why I wanted to do that when I was married with a family! Luckily my husband agreed with me

leaving the city where i grew up - the best and toughest decision

Turning down a management position. It was the right decision as I was able to give time to my family as usual. Be a manager would have take a lot of my time and energy.

Kicking my 19 year old son out of the house when he refused to work. He was sleeping all day and playing video games all night. It broke my heart. But it did the intended. He is now working full time, living on his own and doing great.

Not sure. Possibly leaving work - but that decision was forced on me.

Leaving my position as an officer in a bank, a job that I loved but paid nothing, for an entry level job at a power company that paid 75% more. It was the right move. 

Toughest was probably forcing myself to talk to my ex when we were still married and telling him how I couldn't take anymore and he had to leave. We both cried. He left. We're friends now, but he has mental health issues along with other problems and I walked on eggshells far too long.

Oh! Where do I start?

Getting out of bed this morning... :)

There have been many. Some were work-related and some personal. They must have been right because I am happy where I am now (Rob)

Oh my so many. Adoption. Decisions with my parents. Personal ones that I can't discuss etc
The first I think was deciding not to pursue my major in drama in college and going for something more solid like teaching. I was not pretty enough for an acting career, but I think I could have honed my talent. I don't regret the decision as I do not have personal strength for all the rejection. Other's followed, of course.