This week’s five words to use as your prompt are: utter, store, proud, begin, amuse
Here we go. Where will the words take me?
It’s an utter shame. I thought the sign on the front of the store would make everyone proud. To begin with, it’s brightly colored and attracts attention. How was I to know no one spellchecked it until today? I didn’t paint it. All I wanted was to bring attention to the store and town. It’s working. People know about our store. Too bad the sign says Booger Books instead of Bigger Books…. At least it’s amusing? 🙂
You’ll want to join in because there are prizes plus it’s a lot of fun!
The topic is what book I’d like to see made into a movie. Honestly, this one is hard because most of the books I love have already been made into movies. Field of Dreams (Shoeless Joe), Lisey’s Story, A Time to Kill, To Kill a Mockingbird, and so many more.
But upon having a longer think (I’ve been to Pooh Corners), I thought of a couple books that would be good, but probably tear-jerkers as movies. One would be Dewey, the library cat. First off, I love orange cats. Second, I love libraries and this book has both.
Then there is Daughters of Erietown by Connie Schultz. This book reads like it could easily be made into a movie. I could see it on Lifetime or Hallmark, save for the harder tinge to the topics. It really feels like it’s written where I live, which is probably how it should be as this is the wife of my state senator and she lives a few towns over. No joke.
If I could pick two of my own that I would make into movies, it would be Runaway Royal and My Favorite Mistake. I love these stories and can see them as moving images. 🙂
Will this runaway royal ever find her place…and true love?
All Princess Catherine Zara of Lysianna wants to do is attend college like everyone else her age. So she’s a royal and requires a security guard to move about in public, but if she goes to university, she doesn’t have to marry the man chosen for her. He’s not her true love, so why torture herself? All she has to do to get her life started is to run away to the US…
And then she meets Luke.
Luke Cobb wants to survive college with a degree in studio art and guarantees that he can show his paintings in the local galleries. All he needs is the right break to get his work mainstream and the right woman to stoke his dormant muse. When he meets Zara, he’s smitten and his creativity sparks.
Except, she’s a princess and he’s a commoner, which could be a big problem…
She’s always known who she wanted. Now she needs to find the strength to make him see they’re more than a mistake.
Molly Neff creates promotional art for companies with confidence and her working partner is sex on legs. Austin Dean is sexy, smart and everything she’s wanted in a man since the moment they met. They’ve slept together a couple of times, but things haven’t worked out between them. When another woman enters the picture, can Molly convince Austin they belong together or will the relationship end up scrapped for a better idea?
As much as he likes working with Molly, Austin wants more out of life than creating advertising campaigns for others. He wants to be the star. Molly has always been his good luck charm—with her brains and charisma, she helps him make his dream come true. But his starring role comes with complications. He’s always sort of known he loved Molly, but another woman wants his attention. Will he choose Molly and a simple life with her or the bright lights of fame?
What about you? What books do you want to see made into movies? Maybe you can trip my memory and make me remember the third book I was thinking of.
This week’s post concerns something I never want to do again. A task. The very idea that it’s a task says it’s not something like saying goodbye to someone I love or getting my feelings hurt.
I can’t think of just one thing I don’t want to do again, but I can name a couple.
Laundry. Not the act of actually putting them in the washer, but I’m good at forgetting to put them in the dryer, then taking them out once they’re in said dryer. I get busy doing other things and forget. Oh and folding laundry. I know I have to do it and I prefer folded clothes, but I hate actually folding them.
Washing dishes. I like clean dishes and I prefer them to be actually clean, not with specks of food on them. The act of loading and unloading the dishwasher isn’t fun. I’d take it any day over sink washing, that’s true.
Dragging the garbage cans to the road. They’re heavy. They’re noisy. They smell. Garbage day inevitably falls on a rainy day or during a windy/rainy night. In the morning, I get the fantastic job of cleaning up what the wind blew over…Yuck. I don’t like doing it.
Now I can hear you saying, these are first world problems. They are. I am thankful I have clothes to wear and a means to wash them in my home. I’m thankful to have a home. I’m thankful to have food to put on said dishes and the dishwasher to wash them in, as well as a sink. I’m thankful to have garbage men that come to pick up the trash and I’m in a position where I can throw some things away. I have a good life. I just wish I didn’t have to do laundry, the dishes or drag out those cans again.
What about you? What do you wish you didn’t have to do?
This week’s words are: other, ready, digress, tire, orbit
I know it’s not Find Molly, but they’re not speaking to me. Instead, I’ll let the words direct me. Here we go!!
I sat there in the car and fumed. I thought we were ready. Thought we’d thought of everything. Bags, necessities, us… what other things could there be? Plenty. We’d forgotten one thing. To check the tires. It’s rather hard to go on a trip without tires. I mean, how can you go when the tires are bald or you didn’t check one and it’s flat? How do you not look? But I digress… I thought we were good, but my husband’s head is in another orbit. I suppose it’s to be expected. He’s been a real mess since we got in the car. The thing is, my contractions are five minutes apart and we really need to get to the hospital, not be stuck here on the side of the road. I really hope the EMS are on the way…I don’t want to have this baby in the car.
This week’s topic is my bad habits. As you can see, since it’s two days after the post should be done, my bad habit is namely procrastination. I actually like to be on time. I’m a stickler for it, but if there’s something I know I can slack on… I’ll do it. Why? I’m a mom. I overbook myself.
I’m SUPER late on this week’s Friday five because life got in the way. That’s all right. There’s still time to play. You can, too. Here’s the link:
This week’s words are: resort, time, rush, retreat, axis
I’m going to go where they lead me and get back to #findmolly next week.
He told me there was no reason to rush to get to the resort. Said the good rooms weren’t going to be taken because we’d booked ours and we’d have a nice one. I tried to believe him, but I also knew what a lag about he could be. Time wasn’t important to him. Nope. We get there when we get there. But there was a schedule. The computer programmers retreat had a timetable for the activities. How could he not understand I needed to be there, not only to get our room, but to get to the programming on time?
“The world won’t fall off it’s axis if you don’t get there at the exact first event,” he said. “Besides, they won’t start until you’re there.”
I stared at him. “What?”
“You’re the keynote speaker. They won’t start without you.” He grinned. “Surprise!”
I don’t know what happened after that. I was in the car one moment, and surrounded by darkness after that. I must’ve passed out. I had no idea I’d be the keynote speaker… I might have prepared more. Might have worried more. At least I could sleep the rest of the way…
I have always had a zoo. Seriously. I don’t have just one animal. I’ve had only one once. Once we added the dog, we haven’t looked back. There’s always at least two.
Right now, I have the Jellybean babies, otherwise known as Charlie and Roger. They’re the Jellybean babies, a take on the Jellybean twins, from M*A*S*H because they’re super poopers. I know, you didn’t need to know that. Oh well. They’re also known as the littles because I can’t name them the babies when I already have ‘the baby’.
Meet the baby. His given name is Captain America, but he was the baby of the family and it sort of stuck. He comes to Cap or the Baby. He’s weird. He acts like Lucifer from Cinderella and that’s his usual expression. He reminds me of the monster and the machine critter from the Muppets.
Then there’s Vader. He thinks he’s a dog. Yep. He does. He’s not, but he thinks he is. He plays fetch, watches traffic and follows the tot like a dog. He’s weird, too.
And my pup, my heart, my shadow….Agent Peggy Carter. If you have a Cap, you need a Peggy. Just sayin’.
How about you? Who are your pets? These aren’t even all of mine, but the blog just isn’t big enough for everyone. Lol!
This week’s words are: extreme, heel,whisper, latest, clerk
I’m going to go back to #findmolly and see where the words take me.
Willie stared at the photo on his phone. Molly. He couldn’t get her out of his mind. Not that he wanted to. He loved her. He also couldn’t get the words ‘he got her’ out of his mind. What did her sister mean? “Who would take Molly?” he whispered.
Dennis, his former partner on the force, strode up to him. “So, I talked to the clerk for the parks service. The latest is that this pool has been closed for a month. I don’t know who would want to break in here, but there’s nothing to be had. It’s been empty. Even the racoons don’t want anything to do with it.”
“I see.” Willie scrubbed the back of his hand across his mouth. “Why would someone do something so extreme as to leave Nikki here and in such bad shape? How is she?” he asked. “They won’t let me see her.”
“The bruises are nasty and she’s got a concussion, but they’re keeping you away because they’re worried you’re the target,” Dennis said. “You haven’t given up looking for Molly and it’s been almost a year. She’s gone. She doesn’t want you and she’s not coming back. Get that through your head and move on.” Dennis turned on his heel and walked away.
Willie gritted his teeth. Now he remembered why he’d chosen not to be partnered with Dennis–the man quit too easily and wouldn’t chase leads. Now he wondered what in the name of God Dennis knew. He’d been too quick to dismiss this case and too quick to decide Molly was gone. What did he know? Was he the ‘he’ Nikki referred to?
This week’s blog post concerns a TV Show/Movie/Book that could be about me.
Oh boy… I’m rather at a loss. I don’t watch much television that’s not true crime. I have no desires to commit a crime and I have no desire to do someone a mischief, so I’m pretty sure true crime shows aren’t going to be the story of my life. I love the show M*A*S*H, too, but I’m not a doctor and I’m not that fast at one-liners. Then again, I don’t have a personal writer to write my lines. All I’ve got is me. Lol. I don’t watch reality TV because I can’t stand the jerky camera angles and I hate watching the car races when they use the drone video because it makes me nauseous.
As for the movies I watch, I’m not going to be an Avenger any time soon and I’m not a member of the A-Team, so those don’t apply. Oh and I won’t turn into cartoon character, so Disney movies are out, too.
Books…I’d rather write them, then try to figure out which one seems the most like me, so that’s sort of a non-starter.
I guess the closest I could come to a book/tv show or movie being sort of, kind of about me would be parts of Are You Being Served? I’m good at being dingy when I’m not trying to be and I try to help, but it doesn’t always work out. I hated working at the five-n-dime I worked at back in the day because customer services wasn’t my thing. I won’t lie. I hated being yelled at when someone didn’t get what they wanted–lottery tickets that weren’t winners, products that weren’t in stock or products that weren’t what they expected them to be. I can say I did have an experience where a child aimed his toy/plastic gun at me when I was ringing out his mother’s purchases when I ran the register and I told the kid not to aim at people. Instead of the mother telling the child not to aim at people, she chewed me out for reprimanding her son. Mrs. Slocum, a character from AYBS? has a similar thing happen, but it’s a water pistol and she does get shot in the face. Not fun, but it happens.
What about you? What book/show/movie would personify your life?
This week’s words are: lot, pill, root, interest, obese
I’m going to let them take me where they want to go. So, here goes.
I stared at the plant. Honestly, I hadn’t thought the thing would grow. Not out here. It rarely gets watered and the critters get at it. I never thought the thing would take root. I mean, it’s a ridiculously sunny lot. Nothing wants to grow here. Nothing that’ll be this big. My goodness, the thing looks obese, it’s growing so well. How was I to know it would germinate and grow so fast? I mean, it was a spilled cholesterol pill. It wasn’t supposed to make anything grow and certainly not an arm.
Now the media’s taking interest. I think I need to hide…