
The choices we make…
Become the paths we will take!

The choices we make…
Become the paths we will take!

When I saw the prompt question this morning, I nearly bowed out, as I don’t usually imagine myself in a universe other than the one I’m in.
But, in all fairness to the prompt, one can consider both dreams and visions to be universes, in themselves.
I have dreams of places that are fiction, which can be considered a separate universe! Those are the places that I write about, nearly every day! Some might be shared on my posts, here on WordPress. However, the book I’m attempting to publish, writes of a place that one might consider a universe.

Then, there are visions! Wooooo…. big scary word!

Before you start thinking I’ve gone round the bend, let me explain. Whenever I am reading scripture, I see visions within my mind that God reveals, allowing me to form a picture of what things were like long ago, or of things to come, when this world passes away. See, nothing scary, here.
While this might not make any sense to anyone but myself, at least I tried to answer the prompt question, so there’s that…
Here, have a cookie…


Eustace made a special drink that should get us through the day. He calls it,
The Hump Day Hairy Margarita!
You’re welcome!

The only thing that comes to the top of my mind, would be a birthday dinner from years past.
I was treated to dinner at a restaurant called The Melting Pot, where the entire dinner was served in a private booth, Fondue style!
Though I wasn’t the one paying for said birthday dinner, I did see several $1oo bills being forked over, afterwards.
While I will say that the entire dinner was well worth it, dollar for dollar, I wouldn’t personally want to spend that kind of money for a meal.
So, basically, it was worth the money as long as it wasn’t me spending it!
Just sayin…
Here, have a cookie…

I brought in a special AI photographer (wink wink), and am having all the babes get new pictures, for this fall.

I need some help though, in choosing the best shot for each babe. So, I’ve selected the two best pictures of each babe, and I’d hoped that you all might help me pick the best ones. Here goes…
Miss Tilly: A.

Or B.

Miss Lilly: A.

Or B.

Miss Dinky: A.

Or B.

Boomer: A.

Or B.

Squagon: A.

Or B.

I really would love your feedback, thanks!
This was last years response to the daily prompt, but the answer is still the same…
As per last years title,
“Are You Kidding?”

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You do realize how much “Garbage” I would have to sift through, to even find an uninteresting story… need I remind you that media is behaving more like it is best to get it out there first, rather than correct. That being said, I am now finding myself in a dillemma, as I do NOT read the news, or watch most tv and movies.
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Some times, I stay off of these things because of anxiety. I find, for myself, that being stimulated by everybody else’s anger, violence, drama, cruelty, and superficial behavior, stresses me the heck out!
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I do not have to read or watch the news, in order to get my information, because my husband and friends all do, and then they talk about it. I can see the tension on their faces and hear the agitation in their voices, as they try to replay the story. They read about it, and see it on the boob tube, but are unable to do anything to make a difference. I guess that’s how news connects to my life, never mind trying to find an uninteresting story.
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And the thought that the media would ever deign to produce a story that has no interest… why would they do that? The world has been groomed to crave adrenaline, seek out action, and wallow in violence in order to happily exist.
Besides that, I am a child of the streets… a casualty of war, you might say…
I have seen things, and gone through moments that shaped me into a very hard person on the surface, while still quite fragile beneath all my armor.
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While I cannot scour the news, as the prompt suggested, I can scour the very environment around me for my uninteresting story. One does not have to go far beyond their own front doors, in these times, to see stories unfold right before their eyes… whether it connects to them, is a whole different topic that we don’t have time for today.
So, I will treat you to a brief uninteresting story that I saw unfold, and it really did connect to my life…
I was walking in the park the other day, happily feeding my local squirrel kingdom. As I walked the path, I noticed a woman walking the same path, but moving in my direction. I discovered that she was also dropping peanuts for the local wildlife, just as I’d been doing. It encouraged me to see someone else doing a very simple deed, with no one there to pat them on the back. She derives the same pleasure as I do, maybe, from giving food to others.
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I may not have much, but a small morsel can go a long way for a tiny creature…
Give where you can, when you can, with what you can… even if it is a peanut. Sometimes big things come from small beginnings.
I hope this was enough of an answer for you, WordPress. It wasn’t the easiest question to work with, but I did what I could. For everyone who stayed long enough to read this in its entirety, breakfast is on me…
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The watermelon is totally in season, so it is super sweet…


Listening for God’s voice on a regular basis, is my habit of choice!
It offers me so much joy, because He reminds me of his promises.
Though it be only a whisper, I can hear His words clear and true…
“‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future. ‘” — Jeremiah 29:11
I believe!
Here, have a cookie…

Today, I asked my AI generator to give me a picture of,
“A woman in a pirate’s hat, sitting in a dunk tank at a picnic.”
This is what I got!

I love the guy wearing a Daisy Duke tank top! I think he’s my favorite part of the pic!

I’ve been curious for some time, as to why anyone would ever have attempted selling a snack product, openly warning of possible leakage if you eat it?
Just askin…
Here, have a cookie…

I swear they’re safe… no leakage!