SCORPION

Question Of The Week 07-16-18

What is the most frightening insect you have ever come across in your home?

 

SECLUSION

SIX SENTENCES FOR THURSDAY, JULY 12, 2018 

Linking up with Denise at Girlie On The Edge Blog, where she hosts Six Sentence Stories, and the cue is Explain.      

SECLUSION

He was a bit of a recluse which made Philip's life difficult to explain.

Why did he decide to accept a lecture circuit to tell strangers why his hermit life was valuable?

His longtime friend Graham had driven him to this auditorium and would accompany Philip to the other locations for his speech.

Philip looked around the packed hall with a grimace knowing this would not be a highlight of his secluded life.

He looked at Graham whom he had promised to tell the world why he had disappeared after his invention won him fame and fortune.

Philip spoke to the crowd, “I don't like people.”

YOU SO FAT

Question Of The Week 07-09-18

What is the rudest thing someone has

ever said to you?

CUE WORD EXHAUST

 

Six Sentence Stories

 Guess I will try Six Sentence Stories.  I always see this on Messymimi's Meanderings

I worked hard to get ready for her every week.

She was a wonderful housekeeper, loved by many.

I did not want her work to be too much for fear she would stop coming.

My husband always asked me, “Why do you clean before the housekeeper gets here?”

“If I exhaust her she might not come back.” I replied.

"It is my wish that I will die before my housekeeper."

MISTAKES TEACH

Question Of The Week 07-02-18

Which is worse, failing or never trying?

SPEAKING OUT

How angry are you?  Pick a reason...politics, religion, race, gender, etc.  No wonder so many people are depressed.

I have friends and family on both sides of every issue. I do not comment and I do not share my opinions. It pains me to see them all so angry.  It would pain me more to take a side and lose someone's love and affection.

Yet they are brave enough to stand up for what they believe regardless of consequences.  Would they abandon me if I shared my opinion?

Civil unrest is upon us on even the smallest of causes.  Where can it lead?

PAY UP

Words For Wednesday provided by Lee of Kitchen Connections

PAY UP by Granny Annie

Should she have given him money?

He was audacious in his comments. First of all Sherry did not even know the guy. The fact he picked her to ask his impudent questions filled her with angst.

The stranger's narrative started with calling Sherry “a rich bitch.” She had passed him by without dropping any coins in his cup. “Why are you so thoughtless?” this homeless man ask. “You did not even give me the courtesy of a smile.” His provocative attitude really got to her.

She thought about stopping to defend her neglect but continued walking. She should have given him some money because this encounter would haunt her. It would ruin the rest of her day.

Did she do the right thing?

JUICER, COFFEE POT, CAN OPENER

Question Of The Week 06-25-18

What countertop appliances do you use...

 or own but never use?

(Thanks for missing me.  I am back and have been absent for no reason except busy. Hope to catch up soon.)

CLASS OF '64

Question Of The Week May 21, 2018

Have you attended a school class reunion?  Would you do it again?

 

WIN OR LOSE

Question Of The Week 05-14-18

Did you ever file a lawsuit in small claims court?  Did you win or lose?  Did you ever wish you had filed a lawsuit?

VALARIE

Question Of The Week 04-30-18

Without using the real name, 

who is the most evil person you ever met and what made them evil?

CREEPY

Question Of The Week 04-23-18

Would you be comfortable if you are in a public restroom and someone is on their phone in a video chat?

This week's QotW was inspired by a recent post by ESR

ONLY THE LONELY

Question Of the Week 04-16-18

What is the saddest song you have 

ever listened to?

FRIDAY FUNNY

This is a good one for a Friday Funny:-)

CORN! WHEN DID I EAT CORN?

Question Of The Week 04-02-18

What is the best random conversation 

you have heard?

FUNNY MONDAY

Can't think of a question for today so I'm going to share this hysterical funny.  In the comments section feel free to ask your own question for this week...or tell us what you would throw out:-)

GATES OF HELL HAVE CLOSED

My brother saved up his office clutter for my burn cage.  He brought it last week but we could not burn because it was too windy and dry.  I waited until this past Monday when the ground was wet and there was no wind.  Got a wonderful fire going...and going...and going.  By afternoon the ground was no longer dry and the wind was picking up.  The fire was still burning. My hose would not reach the burn cage so I had to carry buckets of water to keep the wind from blowing hot ashes out into my field.  Would you believe the alert went out for "fire danger" and even yesterday there was still a whirlpool hole in the center of the burn that I could not put out?  It looked like the entrance to Hell.  

I told my son and he texted me: "I would suggest keeping a good distance away and a crucifix handy.  Let me know if you smell sulfur or hear faint screaming" 

 

HOPEFUL

Question Of The Week 03-12-2018

What’s it like being you right now?

WHY AM I HERE

Question Of The Week 03-05-18

What’s your unanswerable question--the question you seem to always be asking yourself?

WFW DESTROYING THE LAND

This is my story for the week.  River has provided wonderful Word For Wednesday for the month of February.   If you want to join in, just click on the link to find the prompts for today provided by River of Drifting Through Life. Be sure and look for the other stories.
  

DESTROYING THE LAND by Granny Annie

It was a beautiful sunlit day. I squinted in my efforts to view the movement on the hillside. Was the figure moving toward us a human or an animal? The feeling was not comfortable with either scenario. No visitors were expected and the prospect of the uninvited guest being a bear was frightening. We had come out for this walk without our phones. We only wanted to enjoy the warmth of the day, the beautiful sights and the petrichor that remained from the last rain. We had not wanted this leisure to be disrupted.

This was our personal space. The other side of the hill was active with trucks rumbling out of the quarry. The carried loads of granite and the closer we got the louder the noise. The figure was within our sight now and recognized as the owner of the quarry. His name was Hudson and he was normally not of a good disposition however he wore a huge smile on his face. This made the encounter more frightening. What did he want from us this time? We thought we had made ourselves clear on his last visit.

Todd and I welcomed the man. We offered him a drink from our canteen, knowing he would be parched from the long hike. He accepted the offer gladly.

The men both sat on the ground but I knew if I joined them I would never get up again. I could only squat to get more on their level and we began to talk.

“What brings you over the hill today?” I ask Mr. Hudson.

He responded, “I was wondering how you were doing over here. Thought it was time for a friendly chat and to catch up.”

My mind clinched and I glanced at Todd. Both of us knew Hudson had a lot more on his mind. “That's nice” I said, “and just what are we catching up on? It wouldn't be copper would it?”

“Come on you guys” Hudson said, “at least consider my offer. It is a fair one and the two of you can't live out here forever. There is a huge demand for copper and you are sitting on a fortune. I have the ability to mine it and you do not. My offer is good and the money would make a great legacy for your children.”

“This property is our legacy for the children” Todd responded, using a harsh tone. “If they want the copper mined they can have that done themselves. We sincerely doubt they will want this beautiful valley destroyed any more than we do.”

“I am guessing your children would rather have the money than the land.” Mr. Hudson replied adamantly.

My anger was showing when I said “You should not have made this long walk Mr. Hudson. We still are not going to sell this place. You best head back to your quarry.”

Mr. Hudson was mumbling as he turned to go back. If we had been mind-readers we would have known he was saying something about bringing more men next time and clearing the place off. He just knew the kids would be easier to deal with if Todd and I were gone.