If “Massive” Means “Never-Ending”?


What an appropriate word for what is facing me on a Thursday!

Thursdays are my complete-your-ugly-chore-list-day so that I can have the weekend for the things that I like to do.

Each room needs to be somewhat presentable by bedtime on Thursdays.

If this happens, I find myself having the time-of-my-life on most weekends.

Sure… There are still things that have to happen to maintain a balance in life. Places I have to go that just aren’t open for after-school visits or things that are just too time-involved to complete on a task-filled evening’s schedule.

But, if on Thursday evening, I am happy with my home-upkeep… there are so many other options that I can allow for an action-packed Saturday and Sunday.

No Chore Weekends

  • So much more time for writing without guilt
  • A day-cation to a local historical site
  • A 5K walk on a untested mountain trail
  • An entire evening for a meal and a movie
  • A foursome game-night of Phase 10 or Risk
  • A night at the theater for a play
  • Two free days to play in the garden

One would think that since I enjoy my free weekends to-the-hilt that it would be easy to coerce myself into completing my need-to-do chores.

But some people are sooooo stubborn!

Written for The Daily Post: Massive. I have been having problems finding something of meaning to create an answer for the prompts this year. So I decided to strengthen and tighten my focus. My topics for the month of March are as follows:  (Monday) Teaching and Life; (Tuesday) Hobbies: Archaeology and Astronomy; (Wednesday) Fitness; (Thursday) Chores; (Friday) Writing; (Saturday) Hobbies: Music and Photography; and (Sunday) Hobbies: Gardening and Birdwatching.  

As It Should Be: FFftPP-2016: Week #52


I would like to give a hearty welcome to all flash fiction aficionados. Welcome to the new Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner Home Site.

Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner is a weekly writing challenge designed for both the flash fiction newbie and the more experienced writer. It is the desire of this challenge to allow writers the opportunity to clear the cobwebs from a more tedious and involved project. Becoming a part of a new and growing writer’s community might be just what the doctor ordered to rejuvenate your writing juices.

All writers, from newbies to the seasoned, are invited to in the fun.

You can join the community of writers for the home page by clicking on the LIGHT BLUE ITALICIZED LINK above and share your writing…

Or to join the community of writers from here….Click on the Blue Frog to share.

Thanks for your participation.


As It Should Be

The lights were a’twinkle was as the two shimmied under the tree after gingerly adjusting the packages.

This was the last night they could play Monopoly this Christmas.

Carefully counting of the monies, and then rolling the dice for the chance to go first, father and son began the last contest of the season.

This was one of many traditions being passed on to the next generation.

Losing his wife when Charlie was seven, there was not a day that went by without seeing Amelia in the wanderlust-filled eyes of Charlie.

Charlie was like his mother… ever a new adventure… always a daily quest.

Charlie, like his mother, needed the traditions of life for grounding… to find the solace of his true self. Then his life would blossom… just as Amelia’s.

Traditions were what his father had to offer. The first son of the first son of the first son… in Charlie’s case, the only son.

While great forethought and prudent planning, the traditions were bestowed to Charlie.

The Fourth of July, father and son visited Continental soldiers’ gravesites and placed wreaths. Honoring those who bleed and died for one’s freedoms was a legacy that could not be forgotten.

All Hallow’s Eve… was a time to bless the destitute children of the school with anonymously bestowed gifts- much better than candies- gifts that would open new horizons for their coming year.

On Thanksgiving Day, they would pre-plan disguises themselves so as not to be recognized, and spend the day serving their communities- sometimes fifty miles away- at food kitchens- breakfast, dinner, and supper. Coming home, exhausted and usually famished.

Tonight, this last night, was a time for only father and son. For this family… As it should be.

NOTE: My apologies, I went over the 200 word limit, slightly. I could not find a way to shorten the story and still leave its intent. Thanks for reading.

Written for Flash Fiction for the Practical Practitioner: Week #52. Requirements: Using the provided photo prompt, create a 200 word flash fiction story.


Williams-Sonoma Taste

I am not a cake person. Sure, I can eat a delicious slice of birthday cake every now and then… but lead me to the pies! Blueberry… Apple… Cherry…

Over Thanksgiving Vacation, I have been allowing my innate desires for feasting on a scrumptious slice of pie after every meal… even for a bedtime snack!

So far…

For the Thanksgiving Meal…

  • A Cinnamon Apple
  • A Tart Morello Cherry Pie with Cross-Tie Crust
  • An Old-Fashioned Pecan Pie
  • A Classic Pumpkin Pie

For the Extended Holidays…

  • Strawberry Cheesecake Pie
  • A Coconut Cream Custard Pie
  • An Apple Strudel Pie
  • A Strawberry Rhubarb Pie
  • A Georgia Peach Pie

Soon, I hope, my desires are sated….

Written for The Daily Post- November 25, 2016: Sated

Share Your World – 2016: Week #46


Share Your World – 2016

Week #46

  • Are you a traveler or a homebody?

  • What kind of TV commercial would you like to make? Describe it.
  • Describe yourself in a word that starts with the first letter of your name.
  • List some fun things for a rainy day.

Are you a traveler or a homebody?

I am both. When I was younger… The traveler. As I found my passion for teaching and watching the ‘light bulbs’ brighten atop my student’s heads, I became a homebody who vivaciously consumed the local attractions. Now, in my wiser years, I am a homebody looking forward to becoming the traveler once again. To be a traveler… visiting the historical sites of our world and envisioning life as it once must have been.

What kind of TV commercial would you like to make? Describe it.

My TV commercial would have to be about the wonders of salt…. I hope that it mutates soon… into the wonders of many varied spices…

Describe yourself in a word that starts with the first letter of your name.

R… Retrospective

  • “A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots.” Marcus Garvey
  • “Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” George Santayana
  • “In the past, people were born royal. Nowadays, royalty comes from what you do.” Gianni Versace

L… Leibnitzian

  • This is a lifestyle philosophy…
  • “TO LOVE is to find pleasure in the happiness of others.” Gottfried Wilhelm von Leibniz (a German philosopher and mathematician)

S… Soldierlike

  • Meticulous, deliberate, purposeful, analytical, disciplined
  • “The greatest tragedy is not death, but life without purpose.” Rick Warren’s The Purpose Driven Life

List some fun things for a rainy day.

Curling up by a roaring fire and enjoying a new novel by Stephen King, James Patterson, John Grisham, Dean Koontz, or Patricia Cornwell … then a quick nap.

Written for Share Your World – 2016: Week #46. Requirements: Answer the four questions.


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Here are some OR questions that I would love to know the answers from my readers:

  • Dog or Cat?
  • Netflix or Cable?
  • Cake or Pie?
  • Books or Movies?
  • Pen or Pencil?

The answers for me…

  • I enjoy cats, but dogs are a man’s best friend.
  • Netflix is where it is at… Sports are still on cable.
  • I am a lover of pie! Favorite… Strawberry/ Rhubarb
  • Books and Movies… They are now equal? (That is rather sad?)
  • I hate pencils!

Written for The Daily Post, November 11, 2016. Or



I spent three months arguing with myself about hosting my own Flash Fiction contest.

I finally won.

I decided to host  ffpp .

The site was going great. I had a fine community of writers with whom who I established a great passion with sharing our flash fiction ‘children’.

Then, a stupid little voice steps in…. Of course, I didn’t know the voice was so stupid at the time or I would not have listened.

Another argument ensued. I should host the writing community as a WordPress Challenge. In order to do that, I had to remove it from my blog and initiate a new blog.

After arguing with myself for another three months. I won.

I started a new blog.

What a disaster!

I am so sorry to my flash comrades for stepping away from a great community of writers to seek a bigger platform. (There were far more events at play during this time than that just avarice, but that seemed to be the impedance of the decision…. STUPID!)

As of this Thursday, ffpp  will be up and running again.

If you would be so kind as to assist in rebuilding another safe haven for writers to share their works in an atmosphere of safety and camaraderie, I would so much like to allow that to happen again.

If we are a community of seven, seventeen, or seven hundred… as long as we allow encouragement and edification for our writing endeavors, I will call myself a blessed sponsor.

I ask your forgiveness.

Join me, once again, at  ffpp ,

Pass the word to a few fellow writers.

I look forward to seeing you there.

Note to Self: No more internal arguments. It is too easy to win and be wrong!

Written for The Daily Post: October 8, 2016 and Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioners . Argument



Out-of-my-league? So was every other girl here.

No way could I afford Befonte’s Ball, our last senior extravaganza. No surprise. Hadn’t gone to any of them.

But if I didn’t do something to take a chance now, in fifteen days… our paths might never cross again.

Thank God for work-study … the landscape maintenance crew.

After trimming the roses, a little shorter than necessary… a dozen white long-stemmed.

Now to find some tissue paper and a ribbon.

Pop made me take a chance… enroll here. He’s gone now. But I think he would approve … taking one more chance.

Written for The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge. Requirements: September 28, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a prickly story. Is it the temperament of a character that is prickly or is it a hardship he or she faces? You can write about cacti, rose thorns or other natural elements. Think about how the prickliness conveys the story.