Time to make that list this year
of all to buy presents for
and check it once or twice or more
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The Christmas Dinner: Chapter III
Chapter III
Amy brushed her hair while looking in the mirror above the dresser. “You sure you’re up for this tomorrow?” she asked.
“Of course,” Stewart said while lying on their bed. “A big old family Christmas is what Christmas is all about.” His words came out but he sounded congested.
She looked at him. “You sound horrible.”
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It is with a heavy sigh
I could not find a rhyme
this particular time.
Well, I best not tell a lie
I didn’t even attempt a try.
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Chapter II
Amy stood at the kitchen sink washing dishes. She watched the gentle snow fall outside. In a few short hours, the house would be filled with family gathering for Christmas Eve dinner and there was plenty that still needed to be done. But she couldn’t bring herself to work on the meal. Somehow, she had managed to get the turkey in the oven but that was all her energy level allowed. It was all she could do to hold back tears as she thought of her conversation with her husband last night.
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I’d like to write a poem
about a little orange turtle.
But I have to make it purple
Continue readingThe Christmas Dinner: Chapter I
CHAPTER I
Amy stood at the kitchen sink washing dishes. Although it was taking her longer than usual because her thoughts kept drifting as she looked out the window. A gentle snow had been falling most of the day but that wasn’t what she was thinking about. There was still so much to be done and she needed to take advantage of the quiet time while the baby was sleeping and the kids were downstairs watching Christmas movies but she couldn’t focus. Her parents and in-laws would be coming for Christmas dinner in a few hours, yet she couldn’t stay on track with finishing the preparations. Sure, the turkey was in the oven slowly cooking its way to perfection or at the very least, something edible, but all the side dishes needed to be fixed. Yet, here she stood, staring out the window, her hands slowly wiping the dirty dishes and numbly placing them one by one in the drain. No matter how many times she shook her head to regain focus, her thoughts always drifted off to one particular thing: her marriage.
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When I woke up,
my knee cried for attention.
“I’m not the young knee
I once was,” it complained,
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In the USA, we are officially in “the holiday season.”. No need to mention which one because the ‘the’ takes care of the definition. Our official kick-off starts with turkey day and apexes with the jolly old man in red and concludes with a whole new year to start all over again. Before all that though, we set apart a day to give thanks for, well, all that and everything leading up to all that. I found a gratitude writing prompt to write a thank you speech for my greatest success. In true fashion, I modified it to make it more me. Here is a thank you speech for my year.
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On second glance
I’m not sure how it happened. For some reason, the tv show Ed (2000-2004) awoke in my conscious again. I remembered I watched it when it was on NBC but I don’t think I finished watching it until the finale. Although I’m not 100% sure I watched the finale but that is something I like to do. So, that part is an assumption. The only thing I could remember about it was the plot involved a guy named Ed played by Tom Cavanagh who had a romantic interest in a woman played by pre-Modern Family Julie Bowen. The main impetus was a romance and, of course, as in all fictional romances, the timing being off between the two characters. I also remember Julie’s character ending up in a tree at some point when her character, Carol, was ready and Ed had cooled off. But, overall, my memory was a bit spotty since that was twenty years ago.
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ck's days 