Beneath…

Daily writing prompt
When are you most happy?

Safely and securely tucked

beneath the shadow of the Almighty…

is the place I’m most happy

from morning til nighty!

It’s a bit rough around the edges, but it get’s the prompt answered!

Here, have a cookie…

Holiday Barnyard Business…

As I’ve already mentioned previously, miss Tilly will be heading for the pole, here shortly… we’re actually standing in the barnyard at this very moment, waiting for Dasher to arrive. He’s supposed to be giving her a lift to the pole, while Santa and Rudolf are busy going over Christmas Eve’s travel plans.

Personally, I couldn’t be more thrilled for Tilly, what with seeing all that goes on at Santa’s place. But, the young mouse is seemingly uninterested in the whole affair. Every time I turn around, she’s distractedly staring off into to woods!

Of all the days to be disinterested in a ride from a reindeer, and a famous one, none-the-less…

If you hadn’t guessed it yet, something’s up with our honorary Santa’s Helper! I don’t know much, but I will tell you what I have learned, thus far…

Tilly met a mouse the other day, and a boy no less! They met when the girls were out picking pine bows for Squagon’s Christmas package, remember?

The only reason I know anything at all about our mysterious mouse, was due to Dinky. Mainly, because she had to traipse back from the forest all by her onesie’s. The poor little thing was not at all impressed!

Apparently, Tilly and her young suitor were so distracted with one another, they weren’t paying any attention to the little dragon. Add to that, the fact that the little dragon’s feet were getting cold… and then they lost her, altogether.

Dinky was rather put out when she got back to the barn… alone! Let me tell you, I received an earful about the whole affair.

Oddly, Tilly refuses to tell me much about the little guy, aside from his name. But, there was definitely a twinkle in her eyes when she spoke of him!

She did briefly mention that young Henry lives with his parents, in the old abandoned church just down the road from our barn.

Oh well… I know that Santa will have miss Tilly well in hand during the next few days, so I will leave things be… for now.

While I could send Brutus to do some snooping, as I normally might, I think I shall leave things to our young mouse maid this time around. Tilly deserves a bit of privacy, in this regard. I knew she was growing up, so I had already been preparing myself for the inevitable.

Clearly, Tilly has changed right before our eyes. From the once feisty little mouse babe that Santa brought me last Christmas, to the lovely creature that she has become…

Today, she’s both different and yet still the same, if that makes any sense. Since we’ve known her, miss Tilly’s always been a feisty, funny and adventurous little mouse, but now she’s more serious about things, you know… things of the heart.

I’m not claiming she’s in love, as I can’t say for certain until she tells me how she feels about the handsome little guy. But if it is love, well then, I want to treat her with the respect she deserves. When she’s ready, I’m certain that Tilly will share her thoughts and feelings about young Henry! Until then, we will just have to be patient, my friends.

Even if I wanted to corner the mouse with my nosy questions, I wouldn’t be able to…

There’s no more time left for anything but good-bye’s and well-wishes, as Dasher has just arrived for pick-up and I have to get Tilly settled onto his back!

Tilly’s going to have so much fun, I think, what with the new outfit their making her, as well as, riding side-kick with Santa, himself! If we’re lucky, the elves won’t take her camera away before she gets a few good shots of the big guy’s workshop…

a girl can dream, can’t she?

Thursday Thinking…

I couldn’t do it… I just couldn’t!

Don’t judge…

It isn’t my fault…

They’re far too soft and fluffy…

And I accidentally got high on all the puppy breath…

Before I knew what happened…

They both picked me…

SoI say, if ya can’t beat em, join em! 

Besides, the lobby has plenty of room, and you all can help with walks and weekend play dates, right!?!?

I just knew you’d agree…

Drum roll, please…

(She taps her Magic Microphone several times for a sound check)

Without further ado, I would like to announce the official welcome of Journey With Me’s first official furry greeters,

The wild and sassy one… (little big pants) Miss Bailey,

And her brother Gabriel (the quiet one), our furry kibble connessuer…

This should keep me busy for a good bit…

We shall see, we shall see!

Survey Says…

Out of a million kids who answered, what are their top 5 grocery items?

Well, according to the poll,

After we remove two sugars and the choolate cookis, we are left with our top 5 answers.

I think sugar wins out… what do you think? 

Here, have a cookie while you think about it…

Ode To My Better Half…

Daily writing prompt
Describe a man who has positively impacted your life.

Todays honored guest and recipient of my praises would be none other than my hubby, my partner in crime, and my favoritist person!

We’ve been married for nearly 19 years and he still impresses me, and on a regular basis at that!

Wanna share a cookie?

Tuesday Tinkering…

You know how I’ve been going on about puppies? Well, it suddenly occurred to me that even if I can’t have an actual puppy at the moment, what I can do is create a virtual one… why not, right?!

No need to clean up poo doo, no complaints from the neighbors, and no weighty expenses for all its needs!

So, I thought you might join me in the creation of our lobby’s first furry version of a greeter… you know, like Walmart but better!

Anyways, the first thing one should consider is the look of said greeter. I know that I want a miniature Dachshund of the silky variety…

And yes… it should be oh so fluffy! I would love the color to be that of the creamy vanilla kind, beings that I love coffee and all.

Ok… perfect!

Honestly, I wouldn’t even mind if there were some accent colors…

That’s awful cute, don’t ya think?

Now comes the hard part! Remember how I said that if I were to have a boy, his name could be Gabriel, and if it were a girl, I could call her Bailey? This is the part where we have to choose a boy or a girl…. ughghghghghgh… so hard!

I’m sort of stuck here, folks! I would honestly love to hear your opinions on our choice here, so I can’t move forward until that has been determined.

I will say that if it is a girl, she will have her own little blog entries’ called Bailey’s Daily (puppy fashion critic)…

And if we were to choose a boy, then he would have his little blurbs called Gabe’s Flav’s (puppy food critic)…

Until we make a final decision, I shall be spending some play time with them both… just to be fair.

Seriously, just to be fair…

I’m doing this for you, not me…

The things I’m willing to do for this community… I sure hope everyone knows how much I’m willing do… the sacrifice… the agony of effort… sheesh!

No …

Daily writing prompt
Is your life today what you pictured a year ago?

I can’t speak for anyone else, but I know my life looks nothing like I thought it might!

Turns out, there’s a lot more to sailing this ship than I’d realized…

No one wants to arrive at their destinations with a messy ride. I’m trying to focus on tidying up along the way… and be pleasantly surprised when I reach wherever I’m supposed to be going!

Here, have a cookie…

You Can, But Should Ya?

Daily writing prompt
What skills or lessons have you learned recently?

Ya ya ya… I know… I have puppy on the brain after this last weekend! You’re gonna have to put up with this for a few days, I fear. Sorry, not sorry…

The dog images should hopefully leave the impression with you, of thinking before you act on a thing.

I was watching an episode of Joyce Meyers the other day, and something she said stuck with me, regarding God’s guidance. There are times when we are about to say something, we might hear God whisper, “you don’t need to say that”, and when Joyce went on to talk about whether we listen to him or not, I felt like she was looking right at me through the television screen!

I’ve been studying a great deal about wisdom and thinking before I say things, lately. This chatty wordsmith has a tendency to say too much, or talk at the wrong time, so I’m a work in progress. I hope this satisfies the prompt.

Want a cookie?

10…

It has begun…  the count down til Christmas Eve, that is.

Since nobody sent me any specific wish lists, the window of selections has now closed!

Now is my chance to have fun, as your opportunity to control my virtual holiday imagination has expired.

Were you naughty or nice this last year?  Hmmmmmm…. 

What might she possibly be planning to put in my stocking, you will be asking yourselves?

All you can do now is hope that you know me as well as you think you do… don’t blame me… you’ve tied my hands here…  I’ll not accept responsibility for what follows over the next 10 days!

It’s not my fault at all!

10… tick tock, tick tock!

Relax! You can trust me, really you can…

maybe…

Is She Here Yet?

As to the prompt question this morning, what I would love for others to say about me might sound something like this…

Is she here yet? Is she here? Where? Oh,Oh!  I see her, I see her! Here she comes, here she comes! (giggling, jumping, and high-pitched squeals erupt)

I love, love, love children, babies… and puppies!  No, this doesn’t have anything to do with anything!  Dont ask me why, but this is what popped right into my brain when I read the prompt.

Have a cookie…