Weekend Writing Prompt #121 – Teapot

I started writing a story about my late friend Roxanne, only to realise I have done so three times. Methinks that has been taken care of, don’t you? So then I remembered another teapot story 😉 Thanks for this prompt, Sammi!

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt

Teapot

 

“We’re having a teatime-theme bridal shower for Fhum and want you to make the cake and cupcakes.”

“I’d love to!”

“Can you make the cake in the shape of a teapot?”

“Absolutely!”

(Am I crazy?)

“That will be so cool! She’s gonna love it.”

“I sure hope so…”

 

 

 

Pick a Key – What Pegman Saw

Today Pegman travels to the Florida Keys at the bottom of the United States. Like the other Torch Keys, it was probably named for the native Torchwood tree.

Stroll and around and see if you can find something that interests you. When you’re done, write 150 words and link to the prompt using the frog below. Remember, reading and commenting is part of the fun!

Thanks for stopping by, and happy writing!

Now, it has been remarked that I like to write travel pieces. And in this case, I find myself doing so again. Couldn’t help it, Pegman was short on views so you are stuck with my picture of 7-mile bridge 😉  And a memory of a couple of trips, too 😉 Sorry (not)!

Pick a Key

“So, take three on going to the Keys?”

“Whaddaya mean, take three?”

“Forgotten 2009, have ya? We were supposed to join my sister and gang in Bahia Honda Key but instead you wound up spending six days in the Celebration Hospital.”

“Um. Yeah. That was an epic fail on my part.”

“At least you did manage two days in Disney.”

“Yeah, that blows that I caused us to miss the rest.”

“But what a story you’ve provided me with!”

“At least in 2013 we made it to Long Key.”

“But getting there we got a flat in Key Largo!”

“That I didn’t even realise was us!”

“I swear, the guys looked like a team from NASCAR!  Zzzip! Zzip! Zzzip!”

“They were mighty impressive, that’s for sure.”

“That time we went down to Key West, too.”

“Yep.”

“And now you want to go to Middle Torch Key? I’ve never even heard of it!”

A quick change of tires on the road in Key Largo

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #119 – Tinker

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments. Thank you, Sammi!

Word Prompt

Tinker

A word I am more than familiar with as I have been surrounded by Tinkers all my life:  from my father to husband to brothers-in-law, cousins and friends.  Funny, I was going to go in a whole ‘nother direction but then this happened. Oh well. Why fight it, right?

 

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor…

Which one should I favour?

A tailor would keep me in clothes well fit

A soldier would keep me in constant fret

A sailor would come and go as he please

A tinker would help to fulfil many needs

The answer is simple when given some thought

The house where I live, that I just bought

Needs rather a lot, not little work

A tinkerer would be more than a perk!

 

 

 

Getaway on Cow Island

Zeke and I went on a road trip last Friday. Jeff and Anne have a lovely cottage on Cow Island, which sits in Rice Lake.  Basically near Peterborough, Ontario, which means a 4.5-5 hour drive for me.

Thursday was a rainy morning and I got a text from my boss telling me to stay home. Woot! So, technically, I could have extended my stay at the Charnleys but I didn’t want to overstay my welcome and I figured I’d do all that needs to be done so I can leave early and upon my return on Sunday, not have to worry about washing my work clothes.  Plus the rest of the day was beautiful so, I did lovely day things 😉

Did I leave at the time I said to myself I would? Of course not. I left an hour later.  Seat pushed down so Zeke can be closer to up front, within petting reach, blanket laid with towel on top, bottle of Hertel in case he pukes – can’t find paper towels so grab a box of tissues, pack the car, load Zeke and off we go at 10 am.

The day was bright, the sun was shining and the roads were clear for the most part.  As I got closer to my destination, I became fascinated by the clouds. They were so low and varied in texture from cotton candy to whipped milk topping a cappuccino to rich and thick whipped cream.  It felt like I could reach out and touch them, they were so low.

The skies started to darken and I could see there was rain ahead.

Then this big block of black started creeping in from the left. Strangest thing ever.

The last hour or so of my drive was through sun and cloud and rain and sun.  By the time we got to Islandview Road, we were back in the sun. I called Jeff once I reached

as that means I was about 15 minutes away and he could time his pick up! His cottage is, after all, on an island in the middle of Rice Lake.

As I turned onto the final 500m drive, Zeke stood up and I saw him lick his chops. I pulled over. Ran around the car to open the door and. Too late. Fluorescent bile slid down the headrest into the floor mat below. All I can say is, thank you, Zeke, for aiming so beautifully.  Thank you, Dale for being too lazy to change from winter mats to summer ones because all I had to do was pick up the mat and rinse it off in the lake while Jeff wondered why I was not returning his wave. No worries, I’m not that weird that I would take a pic…

We no sooner dock and open the door that Zeke jumps out and into the lake.  Divot chose not to join his buddy – coz they had to get reaquainted. It had been four years, after all.

We lugged my stuff to the cottage and were greeted by Anne and Dylan (unfortunately Griffin had other places to be, so I missed him once again), got ourselves a drink and sat out back, away from the wind that was gusting big time.  But first, one must take note of the rules. I intended on following some of them for sure.

We sat on the front porch and caught up.

Jeff and Divot

I wish I could remember what the hell was so funny, and why I almost tipped over, but it’s nice to have someone else take pics 😉

Anne and me

Their neighbour Gord, joined us for supper – in return, he fed the boys.  After said delicious supper, we all went down to the firepit.  Now, Jeff has been posting some spectacular sunsets.  Did we get one of that ilk?  No. But it was still kinda nice.

At one point, Anne and then Gord disappeared and it was just us two old friends (to think we’ve known each other for almost fifty years, though in honesty, we reconnected thanks to FB about nine years ago).  The fire was lovely and after more than a few beers, we put out the fire and called it a night. It was, after all 3:30 am!

The next day was bright and sunny but oh so windy! Jeff got a call from his buddy, Bristow (birth name has totally escaped me as even his wife calls him that), telling him he and Kristin, along with Jackson and Riley (their cockapoo) were coming by boat. They were going to go through the locks and felt they would be there in a couple of hours. Well. I was NOT expecting this itty-bitty boat, lemme tell you!

These two and their adorable son were so much fun.  The clouds rolled in and besides a spit or two, the rain mostly stayed away, allowing for the dogs to have lots of fun. Zeke took a liking to Riley who thought he was such a pain in the ass, she ran to the dock and jumped into her boat!

I have just gone through my pics and have realised I don’t have a decent picture of Kristin, so this little video of the dogs chasing each other is the best I can do. Plus, she has the greatest laugh! And we get a sneak at Laura, Gord’s wife and owner of that crazy beagle, Jersey.

Jeff and Bristow were having a game of Bocci and Riley was only too happy to help.

I dunno if I should bug you with another video but suffice it to say we determined that Jersey was the equivalent of a veloceraptor attacking the T-Rex in Jurassic World… She was after Zeke non-stop and he was quite good about her over-exuberance!

After all that nonsense, it was lunchtime.  We had delicious nachos and some of us had Bloody Caesars made with my special vodka concoction.

Believe it or not, there is 40 oz of vodka in there!

Kristin was a big fan, as was Jeff. The dogs entertained us a bit more, each of them going for a swim and making us laugh.

By 4:00, the Bristows had to leave as the locks close and 6:00 and they didn’t want to take any chances of missing their passage.

Gord, Bristow, Jeff

Kristin was driving the boat back and I wish I had my phone ready to catch her exit. It was Don Johnson in Miami Vice Days worthy! Lucky she didn’t clip the dock!

We, on the other hand had another delicious meal of a fabulous roast chicken, roasted corn and tomato salsa/salad, roast potatoes.  Gord and Laura joined us for dessert of roasted pineapple with ice cream. Oh yum.

I played with my camera settings on my phone, trying to get a proper picture of the sunset. I was having a blast (seriously, who needs a camera?)

Back to the fire we went till Anne put the three boys (Jack and Liam (the neighbours’ son) slept over) to bed and we lost her.  This time we were quasi-reasonable and ended the evening at 1:30.

The next day, we took our time, having breakfast at 11:00.  Jeff and I were across the water before noon and off Zeke and I went. We Quebecers used to laugh at Ontarians for not knowing how to drive. Man, times have changed!  I drove most of the way home at 130-135kmh (80-85mph) most of the way!

I was home before 5:00. Waited around for one of the boys to come home and gave up, throwing in a frozen pizza for supper by almost 8:00.

Thank you Jeff and Anne for sharing your little slice of heaven with me!

xoxo

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #118 – Song

Been away for a few days so lots of catching up to do 😉  This word could have gone in so many directions but they say to stick with the first one that pops into your head, so that’s what I “done did”! 

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments. Thank yuu, Sammi!

Word Prompt

Song

Challenge

Have you ever associated a song to a person?

“Hard to Handle” will always be Patti’s. I see her, sitting in her dining room, head resting on her hand, elbow on the back of her chair while she sings along.

“Free Fallin'” will always be Brenda’s coz she and Mick sang that one when they were feelin’ no pain.

“Crystal Ball” is my cousin Sonya’s because we would belt it out dancing down the main drag in Lac-des-Plages when we were sixteen.

I recently found out that this last song was my song, assigned by my friend Tina! How cool is that?

Patti and Brenda

 

 

Going Fishing – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday morning, my peeps! ‘Tis another beautiful day in my neighbourhood. Last night’s rain has cooled things off somewhat, though apparently we have another chance for more thunder showers this afternoon. I’ll take it. My grass no longer has a tint of green to it. Or barely.

This week, Rochelle chose a photo from Ted Strutz… A thank you to both of you for your part in these shenanigans this week.  This has brought me down memory lane again as, frankly, this water plane made me think of Mick and his love for fishing.

G’head. Click me!

Going Fishing

“Rog, it’s gonna be so cool. Your office boyfriend Mario invited me to join him and his buddies on a fishing trip. You’re cool with that?”

“You keep stealing my boyfriends!” I laughed.

“Yeah, yeah. Get this. We first have to drive for miles to the middle of nowhere, then take a water plane further north. Coolest fishing trip ever.”

“How can I say no?”

His enthusiasm was contagious.

Back at work, Mario told me Mick hit it off so well with his buddies that if they did it again, and were missing a spot, they’d take Mick over him!

 

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While looking for the photos of this said trip, I landed on the video Mick’s friend Paul made to honour his best friend. They went on many a fishing trip together; both of them avid fishermen…

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #116 – Amateur

When I saw this weekend’s word, I immediately went back to 1995-96 when I worked with Pat, who would become my mentor. She was a card and a half. We used to write lyrics to existing songs to roast people or initiate them into the company.  Many a laugh was had over her Kahlua and Milk (blech). Cannot believe she has been gone 18 years already…

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  Thank you, Sammi!

Word Prompt

Amateur

Challenge

“Hey, Mom!  Check this out!

BRRRRRRRAAAAAAACCCCKKKK!”

Sarah let out a huge belch, the likes of which would make a beer-guzzling construction worker proud.

Patricia looked at her daughter.  “Really? That’s the best you can do?  Amateur!  Come back to me when you can say ‘I am Wonder Woman’ in one shot!”

My late friend and mentor Patricia. Looks like a lady but had her sailor side, too 😉