While I have no aspirations or dreams of designing anything for the future, in the real world that is, I do have a good bit of experience in building imaginary cities, animal houses, and really good armor.
It is Friday everyone, and it’s sprinkling outside… tap tap tapping on the roof of our RV. I think my boycott of the summer heat is working! The rains have finally blessed me with a cool early morning walk.
Even though I have no idea for a city of the future, at least not one that any of you want to hear me go on about, I can still be useful to you guys and WordPress. If you are ever in need of a Gorilla Habitat, an upgraded Concession stand, or maybe a specialist in breeding Great Dragons, I got you covered!
Before I take off on my rainy walk along the river, here is Brekkers for everybody… please remember to eat the blueberries, as they are full of antioxidants …
Thought #1 – It’s finally happened! Last night, I actually said out loud that I thought a vegan donut sounded good!
Thought #2 – If I’m eating oatmeal with oat milk, do I refer to it as oatmeal with milk, or Oat Oatmeal?
Thought #3 – How many puppies can I fit in a tiny home? Maybe some are built with a puppy pullout. Hey! I thought of it first, here! Maybe I should go on Shark Tank!
Thought #4 – Wouldn’t it be funny to see your local metro bus with flashy lights, loud music, and those suspension lifter’s on the tires? The kind they put on souped up tiny lawnmower cars? I know that we’ve all seen em bouncing through the intersection on a Friday night. If metro tried to do that, the passengers would all be car sick!
Thought #5 – I know babies only see in black and white, at first. But what about their dreams? If I read a story to my unborn granddaughter, will she dream in color?
Thought #6 – I want raisons in my oatmeal, today. Do I want them bad enough to get dressed and walk down to the store and back?
Thought #7 – That’s twice that I’ve ended up on a thought about oatmeal. It’s crazy how much of our brain is always focused on foods!
Thought #8 – My daughter is getting married tomorrow. I wasn’t invited.
Thought #9 – Forgiveness is eternal, but consequences… those are like ripples in a pond. They must play out until they reach the sandy shore’s of one’s life. I shall wear my choices with as much grace as I can. May God be with her and our son-in-law, as they begin their journey as one! I pray that God extend his umbrella of coverage over them and our soon to be born Sugar Plum… not my will, but thy will be done, father! Amen
Thought #10 – Man! I just realized that if I feel depressed… I can’t even binge eat Ice cream, anymore! Not Fair!
Thought #11 – I want to try dry brush painting, again.
Thought #12 – If I ever get a puppy again, I’m gonna take my new baby to one of those groomers that will color and cut the dog’s fur to look like Tigger, from Winnie The Pooh!
Thought #13 – Learning to forgive is a really good way to learn about being unforgiven by another. Walk a mile takes on a whole new meaning, when it comes to the act of forgiveness.
Thought #14 – God wants me… just the way I am, with all my hurts, scars, sins, mistakes, broken dreams, and bridges on fire!
Thought #15 – By the time I get to thought #15, my heart, mind, and spirit have all met upon shores of peace, resting beneath one so much greater than myself! He is the author of my faith, the healer of my heart, and the One who calls me His own! By the grace of God, I shall rise from the ashes of my own failures to walk beneath my king all the way Home, hand in hand!
This prompt question made me think of that scene in “The Jungle Book” where the vultures keep asking the same question, over and over again… “So, what ya wanna do?”
I have had to explain my name, and/or nickname, so many times now that I’m pretty over it… sorry, not sorry!
Here, have a cookie…
At least I’m not trying to serve you the same cookie, over and over again… or am I?
Eustace wants me to tell you that Friday is just ahead, so keep your eyes open, your chins up, and your coffee cups full!
Also, he says that you should focus on getting through the rest of the week without locking your boss in the restroom, whilst he tracks down our missing troll.
Don’t be cross… The camel said it, not me!
Let’s see who meets Friday with success first, us or you… ready, set, GO!
But, what if your seat in the classroom was always in the back?
Sometimes, it can even come from failure
When everything has simply gone wrong
With tears in your eyes, motivation arrives
In the middle of a really good song.
You might think of me
as a really bad poet
Please keep that to yourselves
Cause I already know it!
But, to answer this prompt
about what motivates me?
It’s having a purpose, of course… plus the cookies are free!
**No, free cookies don’t have anything to do with purpose being my motivation! I just didn’t have anything else to put there at the end, so cookies seemed to rhyme. ** I’m the queen of disclaimers!
It took nearly three days of paddling… upstream, I might add! But, now we’ve a bit of a walk, as the river could only carry us so far. It’s sort of funny how the brain works, at times. When we were only looking at the navigational charts, I couldn’t make heads or tails of which way to go, and nothing looked familiar, at all!
But, now that we’re actually standing on the path leading toward my grandson’s old house, I recognize everything about this place. Memories, like morning dew, began settling upon my skin like a warm, familiar blanket.
Though it’s been nearly three years since they’ve moved, I can still remember the path to their old house. I remember as if I’d been there only yesterday, or the day before. I have the utmost confidence in those memories bringing us straight to our destination… Peanut!
If we’re to get there, we best get going, right? Eustace insisted on carrying all the gear needed for the camping and cooking bit. While I know where to go, it’ll still take a day of travel just to get there… which means camping gear.
No worries! A little camping never hurt anyone, at least, not our crew! If you were surrounded by a passel of wild babies, with sticky fingers and far too much energy to be good for them… would you rather do it in a tiny boat, or the open woodland, where they can run squealing til they pass out from exhaustion!?
I’m not saying that I’m hoping for a reprieve while they disappear into the woods… I’m just asking for a friend.
If we want to get to Peanut before nightfall, it’s time we get moving down the trail. I won’t be able to send you any messages til we get back here to the boat, so keep an eye on things for us while we’re gone, if you would. I’d be ever so grateful!
And, there’s cookies in it for whomever takes on such a special task…
I don’t fancy having to walk all the way back the sea!
Whether by pen, by keyboard, or by my voice… I can transport you to another place, another time, or even another world!
The most amazing adventures begin as the pen touches down on an empty page, taking you to places you’d never dreamt of … yet!
When I write, all the pain, pressure, and frustration over life seem to evaporate, leaving me free to sail the high seas! The possibilities for new adventures, new friends, and new dreams becomes endless at the end of that pen. It’s funny that I answered another recent prompt about pens. Now we’ve left that prompt, but somehow my answer ended up on pens again.
Oh, well! Let’s all have a cookie to take our minds off of pens…
To speak on things one might love about where they live, one must first ask an important question.
Which where you live will then direct the answer for what you love about where you live, right?! If you can even decipher that sentence, well done!
How can one begin to write about love, or where you love to live, if loving where you live isn’t the love you’d love to write about?
What if where you live really is where you love to live but you love so many things about where you live that you can’t pick which love you’d love to write about where you live?
I’m practicing how to write like Doctor Seuss did. It’s not nearly as easy as I thought it would be to write in circles… sheesh!
I need a cookie…
Note to self – If you want to love where you live, it’s your choice to make it a place worth loving to live!
Some people like to use a tablet, smart phone, or computer these days, when it comes to making plans, and such.
Personally, I just use a pen and paper… call me old school! Now, it’s not as easy as you might think, writing things out like I did when I was young. There’s far more pens, pencils, crayons, and paint brushes to pick from these days. Don’t get me started on the paper one might consider using to write down my goals. I would have then have to write out an explanation of the best paper products available… I’d have to plan a goal just to locate my favorite paper!
This simple planning question is fast becoming a journaling addict’s mountain to climb. There are forests filled with differing choices of pens, pencils and crayons, resembling a Doctor Seuss story! Red pens, blue pens, green eggs and ham pens…
If I can manage to find my favorite pen to write out my goals, we haven’t even made it to paper choices yet! Do we want loose paper, or paper in a pad… what about colors, textures, and paper thickness?
Just great! Now, not only am I out of good paper, but I’ve got a handful of pens that I can’t decide on. I haven’t even figured out what goal I wanted to plan for because I haven’t had my tea yet… stand down WordPress, stand down!
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— Please hold, while Wiwohka takes a sip of her tea —
Ok! I’m back. What were we talking about? Oh, right! Goals and plans, plans and goals… ummmmmmm….
Thought #1 – If we don’t actually use all of our brain, what does it do all day long?
Thought #2 – Whose idea was it to create the penny, anyway? All we ever do is lose them under seat cushions, or hide them in our car consoles with all the lint, hair, and sticky candy wrappers.
Thought #3 – I want to live in one of those Tiny Homes, with lots of little nooks and recessed windows for growing plants.
Thought #4 – I wonder what my soon-to-arrive grand daughter will look like?
Thought #5 – Wouldn’t things be different if all conflict resolution had to be done while everybody lays with their head on each others stomachs, like we did as kids? All it takes is one tiny giggle, and then the peace talks can begin!
Thought #6 – What if politicians had to do their whole campaign in Pig Latin?
Thought #7 – If the heart is simply an organ used for pumping blood, why does it feel physical pain from emotional hurt? Or, why does the heart flutter and skip all over the place, from just one kiss?
Thought #8 – If love is supposed to be free, why does it cost so much?
Thought #9 – If I laugh at my own jokes, do I still need an audience?
Thought #10 – Lack of gluten and lactose has to be the cause of most wars in one way or another, I think.
Thought #11 – I have to come up with 4 more thoughts, without being irritable.
Thought #12 – My oatmeal won’t make itself, will it? I didn’t think so.
Thought #13 – The pumpkin fields are bursting with color, right now. While they’ve a ways yet to go, their bright orange color can already be seen from the highway.
Thought #14 – I can’t believe that Creed is nearly done with his degree! Only one class left, I think.
Thought #15 – I’m so glad that God captures all of our tears, only to replace them with oceans of His love!
Journey With Me! 