Frankie and Slim

Frankie and Slim
Happy New Year

Wednesday, August 30, 2017


River of Drifting Through Life has provided our prompts this week.  Hope you will give it a try.  The words are:
companionship, extenuating, complaisant (do not confuse with complacent), nuns, competition, computer
bedevilment, concoction, splat, eaves, clutching, institute 

Here is my story

JOYFUL JELLO by Granny Annie

Marylee was the youngest child in a household of four other children. A large family did not guarantee her companionship. The extenuating circumstance of Marylee being born eight years after her fourth sibling practically made her an only child. She was very complaisant in her search for friendship.

The school Marylee attended was regimented. Each child had a place to sit in each classroom and reserved tables for lunch. Talking was not allowed and there was no recess. The nuns were strict. They encouraged competition among the students. Marylee was a prodigy on the computer. This made the teachers favor her. This made the other students dislike her.

It was not known that Marylee was also filled with bedevilment. She was determined that she would break up the boredom. She wanted her classmates to break free and find moments of fun together. Her popularity was just around the corner but not popularity with the nuns.

Marylee had learned a few things from her older siblings. She had heard stories of their antics and believed it was her turn. The concoction was pink goo made with strawberry gelatin, water and cornstarch. Clutching a hose hidden near her side, Marylee pointed it toward the eaves. She took a mighty breath and let it our blowing the sticky substance stored in the hose over and over. Splat! It covered the ceiling and walls of the noble institute.

Laughter and glee erupted and Marylee was surrounded by shocked students who delighted in her prank. Marylee was then pulled out of the class and marched to the office of the headmistress. It was all worth it. Now she knew everyone in school and years of plots and schemes were ahead under her leadership. Marylee was even happy as she scrubbed away all the pink blotches.

Monday, August 28, 2017


Question Of The Week, 8-28-17

Are you psychic in any way?


At times I have thought so. I always knew when the phone rang if it was my dad and would often pick up the phone and say Hi Dad. I was never wrong and no...we don't have call display lol. Several times when I was at work I simply said I have to go home and each time my daughter was in some kind of difficulty and needed me. She called my work and was told she's already on her way. Just little things...possibly just coincidence. 

Nope, I don't think I am, and that's okay with me. 

No I am not.

I am not psychic per say I used to feel I felt what people were thinking or the why - now I know I have no clue! 

About the time that I think I am, I find out I was wrong...So I guess that's a no.

If only! No - not at all.

I wish but afraid not. I just wait for stuff to happen and am surprised like everyone else

I don't think so. Though there have been co-incidences..

Not psychic but highly intuitive. 

No way to list all the incredible things that have happened to me to prove that I am psychic. Just take my word for it. See I know you won't so I must be psychic:-)

I went into science to get away from a some practices in my family. Yet, as far as I struggled, I still find myself having "insights" that are uncanny and go against my scientific beliefs. Sometimes I feel as thought I live in two worlds. Why did you bring this up?

I don't think I am, but there have been times I've known things before I got told, so maybe just a tiny bit.

Yes....without going into detail....I believe I am.

Unfortunately yes. Sometimes I just know things and not the kind of things that logically follow like, if you hit your brother he's going to scream and come at you like a banshee. I knew when my sister left my house, she was going to wreck her car. I don't know how I just knew. There are other things too, there is a church that I always linked with my grandfather, even though he didn't attend that church. I found out last week that he helped build it. It was the first time that I ever heard that he'd done any construction work. I told one of my friends that she was pregnant before even she knew it. If it's a curse, it's got no teeth and if it's a gift it's a pretty useless one. It just leaves me frustrated when I told my sister to drive a different way than she did and she ignored me.

Friday, August 25, 2017


This past week was all about the Solar Eclipse.  Still I have a little personal news to share, as always.  Our youngest grandchild started high school.  

Wednesday, August 23, 2017


It is time for stories and poems using the word prompts.  You may post on your own blog or in the comment section here or in River's comment section. August words have been provided by River of Drifting Through Life.   

Here is my story for this week using the words dusk, apples, knitting, sauce, amethyst, window and itching, silk, gossamer, security, turbulent, exquisite.


It was almost dusk when I saw a man walking over the hill. He was carrying apples tucked in his shirt. Immediately I dropped my knitting because I knew who this fellow was. He was my grandson and he had grandma's special homemade apple cobbler on his mind. He could already taste it covered with my butter-cinnamon sauce.

The darkening sky was the backdrop that framed him. It appeared crystalline and the color of amethyst. I started counting his steps as I watched from the window.

If only I could run toward him but I was too feeble. My hands were itching to reach out and touch this young sailor. I had not seen him since his deployment to Yemen and tears puddled on my silk blouse then spread into a gossamer pattern.

Fear had surrounded me when I first heard that he would be gone for a year. It was a difficult time as I counted the hours, days and weeks. Now a sudden sense of security filled me, replacing turbulent thoughts with exquisite calm.

Welcome home my dear, dear boy” I cried as he hugged me in a loving embrace.

Monday, August 21, 2017


Question Of The Week, 8-20-17

How late do you usually stay up?

Usually between 10:45 and 11, as I have to get up for work at 5a (no alarm clock is used, we get up automatically). If I want to sleep later, I'll stay up to the grand old hour of midnight.

Ten/ Ten thirty.
Lights out by 11pm
Any later and you'll get growls and not smiles the next morning 😊

Now I awaken around 5 AM so I go to bed at 9 or 9:30. After the next time change in October I will awaken at 4AM and go to bed at 8:30 or 9 PM. Definitely a creature of habit. Regardless my family knows never to call or text me after 9PM.

I go to bed when I am tired enough -- can be anywhere from 9 to 11. I usually read or listen to music before I fall asleep. I rarely fall right asleep even after that. I wake up anywhere between 6 and 8, but I have no set schedule.

Usually around trnnish but it's flexible.

9 to 10. I have gone from a night person to a morning person

Unfortunately, I've been an insomniac for as long as I can remember. It used to be referred to being a "night owl", but now we know it's more serious. I can't help it and I refuse to take pills for it. I get by with little sleep because life goes on whether I'm sleepy or not. 

Mostly early (9ish) because I am often up by 4. One day a fortnight I am on call with my voluntary work which doesn't finish until midnight - I am wound up quite often and those nights become early mornings. Still get up at the same time though.

Nine in bed and around 10 Kindle is put away and lights out. Up at 5.

Always by midnight unless I'm working, and then about 3.00am.

Go to bed at nine then read for a couple hours, lights out by eleven.

I try for ten pm but usually it is far closer to 10.30 pm and I don't bother getting up too early these days even if I'm awake, I'd rather snuggle under the doona than set foot on the chilly floor. That will change when summer comes around.

I usually stay up until dawn. Get home after 2 am usually. 

Between 12 & 2am & I get up any time after 8am ofte 11am. I am not a morning person!

Friday, August 18, 2017


And on a personal note, my grandson Dillon and his fiance Courtney visited me this week and we had a wonderful time. I was pleased to be one of their stops before he resumes law school and she resumes her masters work on Monday at OU. 

Wednesday, August 16, 2017


Our friend River of Drifting Through Life has once again provided our prompts for Words For Wednesday. Be sure and go to her blog to read other stories in the comment section or to post your own story or poem.

Here is my story for this week using all 12 words provided:   puffing, candles, confused, fishing, supreme, almost and eight, despicable, banner shave, flowers, frowning.

WHO SAID IT by Grany Annie

The journalists all tried to claim what they had written was not fake news. It is really just “puffing” they would insist. Anyone who read it knew better. It was all fake. The truth would not surface when the candles were blown out and only blackened wicks remained. The public could still be left confused and frightened.

Rachel was determined to find out the truth. She went fishing for information from persons named in the articles. She wanted to find the supreme leader of this libelous story. This reporter believed she was almost ready to arrive at an answer.

It was well after eight o'clock when the despicable hooded creature lunged toward Rachel. She reached up and grabbed the banner and pulled it down on the burly man. Quickly she made her escape and knew she had just had a very close shave. Could the truth really we worth endangering her life? She could stop but she carried on in her quest.

Soon the authorities captured the man as Rachel pointed the direction he had gone. They found the documents on him that proved the stories were all lies. This dedicated reporter was applauded and rewarded with bouquets of flowers. All were smiling except for the single, once popular, journalist who had been caught in his own trap. He sat in a corner frowning. He was under arrest for his attack on Rachel and would not be writing anymore untrue and scandalous stories.

Monday, August 14, 2017


Question Of The Week 8-14-17

How do you handle serious disagreements?
(With partner, children, family, friends, companies, etc.?) 

I go quiet. Very, very quiet.

If it's a company and I know I'm right, I'll stand my ground. If it's friends/family I just let it go..after all, what's more important...making your point or keeping the relationship.

Not very well - with differing results

If an immediate conclusion is necessary and I truly believe my results would point the right direction, I do become very aggressive in support of my decision. Cooler heads are needed than mine in "serious" disagreements.

By avoiding them until they solve themselves

I try for compassion . . . as in 'you're such an idiot you deserve my compassion so I am going to go look for some.'

I use to employ the silent treatment but now days, I am too old to waste time that way and I push for conversation. 

Different ways - I try to fix things - and I pray

I stand firm and stand up for my rights. I don't back down. If I am wrong I will, however, stand corrected, and take it in good grace.

Living alone with no relative close by family disagreements are non-existent in my world.

My two furry rascals usually win any arguments around here! I'm over-ruled! :)

I'm like EC, very, very quiet and desperately hoping things will blow over or at least quiet down until a solution cam be thought of and acted on.

in past i discuss for long but now i just be quiet .
life teaches a lot !
It depends on what it is - if it's something that is not worth fighting about, I let it go. It's it's worth fighting about - I go with logic and a cool head (but have been known to seethe inwardly.) :)