I was going to put cookies on the billboard, but I think you’d rather eat them…
Short and sweet…
Tag: dailyprompt
50/50…
Daily writing prompt
Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?
Lessons learned in the past are worth remembering, but only if they build a positive growth for the future. Let go of the bad, cherish the good, and make better choices for the journey going forward.
I may not always get it right, but I refuse to dwell in the past. In the same sense, I don’t want to dwell on a future that I’m only guessing at. I look ahead, but it feels as if God desires that I live in the moment… that’s where the beauty and joy of life exist!
Cookie?
The good, the bad, and the ugly…
When it comes to schoolin, I’ve done my share over the years. Once out of high school, there were numerous educational establishments that I graced with my presence (it makes me feel smarter to say it like that)… some good, some bad, and we gotta include the uglies, as well.
The mix of educational platforms (even the ugly ones) came together to make me who I am today.
I’ve completed certifications, passed state board exams, and even earned an Associates degree, but honestly, I think it was at Hard Knocks University (HKU) that I earned the most valuable degree available… an Associate’s degree in Survival!
Truthfully, the survival degree has been the only one that’s kept me on my feet over the years. No, it didn’t necessarily cost anything money wise, at least in the sense of paying a specific set of tuitions. It also didn’t come with any study guides, workbooks, or online tutorials, which I found rather rude! Just a daily water boarding from the realities of this world.
What did I get out of HKU? Wisdom, understanding, forgiveness, grace, mercy, and most importantly, peace and joy!
Nob0dy needs the name of any specific colleges I’ve attended, nor should I make you endure a laundry list of my educational background. Who actually gives a flying fairy about all that, anyway?
How about we just eat cookies…
A bit too much…
This girl likes to have fun, if you hadn’t picked up on that yet, but “playtime” has had to be toned down these days.
From the time I was small, playtime revolved around hiking, biking, horseback riding, camping, fishing, and/or any fun activity out in the wilderness.
Over the years I’ve walked marathons (running them is silly), played softball, and at one point even played a game of tackle football in a muddy field, no joke. I was fast, light, and could take a hit!
Sitting where I sit now, with a rainy day ache in every single place that I injured myself over the years, playtime has had to become a bit less aggressive.
I traded my outdoor adventuring for online gaming outdoor adventuring (don’t judge), as I’ve no desire to collapse from trying to do things the way I used to. Not only that, but the embarrassment of being hand carried off the path by some young, strong, and handsome paramedics… no thanks!
I may not be a young spring chicken any longer, but this wise old owl has traded her adventure shoes for Meemaw slippers. Don’t think that this is just anybody’s game, no ho ho way! You wouldn’t think that rocking a baby to sleep would be so tough… until you have rocked them for an hour, while holding yourself in the most awkward and uncomfortable position. You’ll ache for days, trust me!
I guess you could say that my playtime has become selective now… I save up all my physical energy for baby, while I imagine, write, and virtually play online games. I also bake you virtual cookies each day, which I consider playtime, as well.
Speaking of cookies…
What’s the rush?
Since today is only the first day of the 2026 challenge for survival, please forgive me if I’ve yet to even look toward any possible challenges waiting for us, you, or myself…
Let’s just start with some cookies if that’s alright…
I’ve missed you all so much, and I’ve been slacking with the cookies… hugs.
A bit of this, a bit of that…
Daily writing prompt
You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?
I’ve shown you my imagined perfect spaces before, as I’m sure you remember… favorite quiet spot, favorite bookstore/coffee nook, favorite little cottage along the sea, and don’t forget the Barnyard. What about our sturdy sea going ship?
Honestly, the perfect space for reading is within the books pages, and the perfect writing is wherever the pen reveals the adventure… so really, it’s you and me that make the perfect space for reading and writing.
Let’s face it… I can make an imaginary scene pop with sparks of light, passion, and wonder, in only a blink if the words are there. Some of my best work was written while we lived in that broken R.V. with no toilet, and that includes my first full length novel. My perfect imaginary reading and writing space (in my own head) gave me a reason to go on, keep trying, and stay upon the path of my journey.
If I could give any advice at all, it would be NOT to wait for the perfect space, scene, or situation… just pick up your pen and write, no matter where you are… just write!
Oh, and take a cookie, too…
OOh OOh, I know this one…
For starters I could stop answering these repeats of repeats on the prompt feed! Talk about beating a dead horse, right?!
With Christmas just around the corner, can’t we just start answering fun questions already?
I want to hear what folks want for Christmas, what their family celebration plans are, or what traditions they keep, ya know?
I know that my Christmas already arrived four days ago… and my newest grandbaby is absolutely perfect! She was born via c-section weighing 8 lbs 14 oz., and she came with a full head of dark brown hair… just beautiful!
Back to the prompt though, as I don’t want to miss the chance to NOT do a lot less of things, I will be answering in a contrary manner…
I will NOT talk less, nor dream less, nor laugh less
I vow NOT to love less, give less, nor care for others less
Under no circumstances shall I NOT pray less, praise God less, or ever share less than All of what God has done for me!
How was that? Not too bad, eh?
Oh, yeah! I’ll never, ever, ever, stop baking you calorie free cookies from my virtual kitchen…
(2023) The Valley of the Acorn King…
(Even though I may love our little apartment, I still miss that park, the squirrels, and even that silly old broken down R.V.)
I choose my local park, hands down, as my favorite place!
While I’m sure the local squirrels love anyone who gives them peanuts, I choose to believe that they love mine the best. Due to my absolute love and fascination of these small ones, my husband has now moved to buying Biggie size bags of peanuts… it has become my mission to ensure full tummies and fluffy tails through the cold months.
Most days you will find me walking along the path with a string of boisterous chatterboxes darting between my feet. These little ones show no fear whatsoever… only excited anticipation of the treats they know to be forthcoming.
I’ve become so fond of these fluffy characters, stories began to form in my mind of their miniature world. In a way, a squirrel’s life is much less complicated than a humans… but is it really? In other ways, the life of these tiny creatures is far more harsh than ours is… but is it really? Writing stories for squirrels using human nature as the reality of their social structure is rather easy.
The park is massive, holding 4 large sports fields used in the warmer months, a large Tennis court that keeps busy nearly all year long, and multiple trails running through several playgrounds and down all along the White River. For a smaller community, this park gets a great amount of use, and a great amount of care. The city puts forth a great amount of effort to maintain and care for this place and that makes my heart happy.
Living in a house with wheels means that we may not always be in this particular location, in close proximity to such a beautiful and peaceful place. For me, the beauty and peace are not limited to just one place… no matter where our wheels come to rest, God always gives me a park and/or a trail to walk… always! Here’s the tricky part… I have to be looking.
It’s rather funny that I’ve known about this park for years and never walked it’s paths. I lived in this very same city over 10 years ago… not 5 blocks from where we are at the moment, never once walking beneath it’s trees. I wasn’t looking… but I am now! In a way I suppose that God has used this park, and these creatures to work part of His healing in my wounded spirit. This is a wonderful part of nature that draws me to return time and again… I see my Fathers hand everywhere my eyes look. From the smell of the earth, to the sounds of the world around me… from the antics of the squirrels to the laughter of the children playing… From the warmth of the sunshine to the bitter cold of winter… I see His hand in all of it.
Long story short, the local park is my Jam…
Here, have a cookie…
These were gifted to us by Acorn Valley’s most talented royal Chef, Rollina MutterNut.
I don’t play favorites with my people…
In a world where love seems to have taken a back seat with many humans, I myself wish to give my love equally to whomever I encounter.
You aren’t a cookie, nor ice cream, nor a shiny new car… no no… you are much much more precious than any of those perishable objects!
You are priceless!
How would it make you feel if I were to spin up a list of my favorites, only to find out that you weren’t on that list? Or perhaps you might feel a bit sad to discover that you weren’t at the value number that you once thought you belonged.
Not that any of us has EVER had that happen, nor have we EVER accidentally demoted someone on our fav’s list, without meaning to do so.
My point is, this question is very impertinent… and quite frankly, nothing more than a fire starter. I refuse to answer stupid questions… just sayin!
Cookie?
Feel free to help yourself to whichever one is your favorite, but perhaps you might try a different one this morning, as they’re all someone’s favorite flavor.
(2024) Which Dew Do You Prefer?
Hands down, I am far happier feeling the dew of the morning while walking along the shoreline of a beach, than I am about drinking that wretched beverage!
Forgive me if you like this drink, as I meant no offense, but the prompt asked… so it’s their fault, really.
If I’m asked to show my preference between the two… so be it!
To be fully honest, as well as to be fair to the beverage companies, I’ve lost the taste for beverages with sugar in them… aside from the French Vanilla Creamer that goes in my morning coffee. After my caffeine requirements are met for the day, I switch to either Peppermint Tea or good ole fashion H2O. I like sugar, so don’t get me wrong here… I just don’t enjoy it in my beverages.
Well folks, there ya have it! Far too much useless information about me that no one really needed to know, sort of like asking whether I prefer the mountains over the beach. What an absurd question to ask, when both locations have their very own beauties about them, ya know?!
Anyways, have an awesome weekend, everyone. Oh, and don’t forget to grab a goodie on your way out…
Journey With Me! 