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Friday’s Fun Find: Something Completely Different

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ImageSo like I said, it’s been busy with all kinds of party-making ’round here. Just the other day, I zipped down to the neighbor’s house to celebrate their daughter’s high school graduation, and whilst stuffing my face with a delicious petit four (Fun fact for the day: petit four is a French word that means “small oven.”), I had a little chat with the neighbor’s dad.

The neighbor’s dad, it turns out, reads this blog faithfully. Which may not seem exactly blog-worthy, but here’s the thing. The neighbor’s dad is not a writer. Has never been a writer, and as far as I know, doesn’t want to ever become a writer. (He’s a retired physician and accomplished artist, actually.) Naturally, I was surprised that he would read a blog on, well…basically, writing.

It was at this point in our little conversation that he admitted to skipping a lot of the writing stuff. Fair enough. But he likes the other parts.

Um…I’m not sure what other parts he likes. The artfully-arranged pictures? My insouciant turn of a phrase? The witty ambiance of the blog?

Anyway, I thought, it being Fun Friday, I’d find some funny art. Because come on, guys. The man’s been reading this blog forever.

And now, without further ado, I present 13 Weird Paintings, courtesy of CollegeHumor. This one’s for you, Warren!

(The rest of y’all choose one of those weird paintings as a writing prompt. Except for the alien, chimp and baby pic. I mean, even the Beneficent Mr. Hall could come up with 500 words for that.)

Friday’s Fun Find: Taking Out The Trash

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ImageTechnically, taking out the trash is not Friday’s Fun Find. That today, May 10th, is Clean Up Your Room Day, makes this day kinda special. Mothers (and okay, three dads out there) are chasing after kids as I write, waving the calendar in their kids’ faces, yelling, “But it’s an official holiday!”

And even though I don’t have a clutch of kids hanging about my house these days, I do have the Beneficent Mr. Hall, who has been a muse for many a piece of writing. Including this (ridiculously appropriate for today) poem.

 

                                             Taking Out the Trash

 

                        It was just ‘round the time when kids fall asleep,

                        And fathers plop down in soft chairs.

                        With dishwashers running, and TVs a-humming,

                        As mothers tread soft on the stairs.

 

                        “Did you take out the trash?” she asked with a smile,

                        She doubted he’d gotten right to it.

                        “Ten minutes,” he said, never turning his head.

                        Why rush around now and do it?

 

                        She picked up the gym clothes, the games and the books.

                        She put everything back in its place.

                        He sprawled on his seat, with his two propped-up feet,

                        A look of sheer bliss on his face.

 

                        She packed all the lunches, wrote checks, stamped the bills,

                        Fed the dog, even cleaned the fish bowl.

                        He cheered on his team, with a whoop and a scream.

                        “The trash, please!” she begged. His eyes rolled.

 

                        “Okay,” he replied to the tone in her voice,

                        With a sidelong glance at the mother.

                         “I can never relax,” he said, stating the facts.

                         “It’s just one thing after another!”

 

 

 

 

 

Friday’s Fun Find: The Book I Want To Write

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“It doesn’t sound too bad.”

I love that setup. Because what follows is such a great story. I’m working on a manuscript now that makes me think of THE PRINCESS BRIDE.

And here’s what I think, in my secret thoughts: I want to write a book as good as William Goldman’s THE PRINCESS BRIDE.

I do a lot of re-writing because…well, I’m not William Goldman. But that’s okay. I have a goal, a standard, if you will, that I hold my work to.

And sometimes, on a really good day with my manuscript, it doesn’t sound too bad.

(Bet you have a book like that, too. Want to share your secret? I won’t tell anyone. Promise.)

Friday’s Fun Find: Romeo and Juliet, Andy Griffith Style

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April 23rd was Shakespeare’s birthday, and as I’m a HUGE fan of the bard, I thought I’d do something to commemorate his special day.

But it’s also Friday, and nothing says fun like good old Andy Griffith. So here’s to you, Will Shakespeare! And here’s to Romeo and Juliet!

Friday’s Fun Find: Thank You Notes

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ImageThey’re little things–thank you notes–but they can sure make a body feel good.

I opened my mail to find this seriously cute Santa thank you note from Lynn (Her story’s in Fifty Shades of Santa) and I had to smile. I mean, who doesn’t like Christmas in March?

And then I read Luke’s thank you note (I’d picked up an Uncle John’s Bathroom Reader for a quarter and passed it along to Debra’s son. He’s a huge fan of the series.) First, he called me, “Miss Cathy” which, I am not gonna lie, takes me back to much younger days when the little Brownies called me “Miss Cathy.” And secondly, he wrote that he was “spurting random facts to friends and family.” Come on, now. You have to smile at that.

Thank you notes. Little things, I know. But isn’t it fun to get one?

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