Monthly Archives: October 2010

Perfect Poet Award- Week 31


Thank you Jingle for the Perfect Poet Award! I accept by posting this poem and by nominating Tasithoughts as the next Perfect Poet.

Halloween’s Cool
Boil, boil, toil and trouble
Halloween’s here and my candy just doubled.
Spooks in the street and witches in the air
All working hard for that Halloween scare.

The kids are ecstatic,
dressed as princesses and ghouls
with plenty of loot to take back to school.
The stories they tell will last them ‘til Christmas,
when Santa and elves will snatch all their business.

I’m strutting out in my Halloween gear,
looking for fun and a small bit of fear.
One night a year we can act like a fool,
Halloween’s here, Halloween’s cool.

Happy Halloween!


Bootsie Marie


When I was about seven or eight years old, my older sister by two years had a funky pair of embroidered navy, zip-up, knee-high boots. I wanted a pair-bad. But I have the unfortunate luck of having two skinny raccoon feet. The toes are great for grasping tree branches, but skinny feet suck when you need to buy shoes. It’s hard to find my size. Add to that my slender legs, and it’s impossible to find knee-high boots.

Until yesterday.

Imagine my elation when I found not one, but two pairs of boots that fit…for the first time in my life. Naturally, I bought them both. This was, after all, a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence. Just call me Bootsie Marie.

YIIIIIIIPEEEEE!

And so in honor of my beautiful new footwear:

A short, sweet Haiku for Thursday’s Poet’s Rally

I cannot describe

the excitement of finding

the perfect black boot!

 


 

Be still my heart!

©2010 frayedges and http://www.frayedges.wordpress.com

Yes, I know the post is a day early, but this could not wait!


Jingle Awards!


Jingle has been busy, busy, busy! I am so pleased she thought of me when she made these lovely awards. Stop by her blog and see what else she has going.

I will accept these by passing them on to some great blogging friends, and I hope they will pass them along too:
Adeeyoyo
Jamie Dedes
Luke Prater
Olivia
Amanda
Kavita
Emmanuel Ibok
Riika

You guys are awesome and I haven’t forgotten about you. Life just got super busy (my own fault). Gotta find some balance, but at least I’m having fun.
Thanks so much Jingle! So sorry I haven’t been around as much.



Walkers for Knockers


I was part of a team today walking in the Making Strides Against Breast Cancer 5K fundraiser. More than 8000 people walked today, plus babies and some dogs (my dog Susie accompanied me).

We were the “Walkers for Knockers” team, with our team name in hot pink on black t-shirts. My shirt had a hot pink bar code on the back that said “Surviving Cancer…Priceless.” My co-workers bought it for me.

I think the red eyes give this picture a nice Halloween touch. I plan to grow some horns and a tail before the end of the month.

©2010 frayedges and http://www.frayedges.wordpress.com


Award from Olivia


Thanks Olivia for this lovely award (You really create/find some lovely ones). I am happy that you thought of me.


Teenagers- You Can’t Live with Them and You Can’t Legally Strangle Them


Photo by Mary R. Vogt, courtesy of MorgueFile

I was waiting for a friend in front of the movie theatre Friday when a mid-sized blue car pulled up and deposited two teenagers at the curb- a boy and a girl. Mom waved them off with a “Have a good time. Enjoy the movie,” and drove off as the two kids went into the theatre.

About five minutes later (my friend was really running late), the two teenagers exited the building together with another girl.

“You guys are going to think my driving is crazy!” She tells the other two.
“No, it’ll be fine,” The boy replies.
“No really and my car is like a mess!”
The boy and the girl laugh and the second girl joins in.
“Ok,” says girl number one to the boy she arrived with, “We’ll cut this ticket in half,” she produces a ticket from her pocket, “and you can have half and I’ll have half, so we’ll each have a ticket stub.”
“Cool,” says the boy.

The three kids pile into a car and back up just in time for my friend to take the space they vacated. I smile, really grateful at the moment that I don’t have kids. Silly mom, she thought they were going to a movie. I chuckle and wonder where they are going and what they will be doing. Will they go to a party? Smoke a little dope? Hang out with a group from the wrong side of the tracks? Meet up with boyfriends/girlfriend and have wild, hot sex? Will they use protection (Egads!)?

I wonder if they know that if they were another species of animal, their chances of surviving to adulthood would be pretty slim. Think of all those teenaged squirrels who dare each other to cross the street and end up as road kill. How many teenaged gazelles become a lion’s most tasty friend because they don’t listen to their parents and stay with the herd? And think about all those slutty bitches (I am referring to female dogs here. That is the correct term.) who get pregnant too young and die popping puppies out?

Ok, well maybe not the last one, but still, teenagers act stupidly. It’s a good thing humans have set up such a safety net to rescue their offspring from their own silly actions. If only these human teenagers could be grateful for that, maybe they wouldn’t have such attitude. But then that would make them adults, not teenagers, wouldn’t it?

Youth is so wasted on the young.

©2010 frayedges and http://www.frayedges.wordpress.com


Hitchhiker


I went on a hike today at a local natural area park. As I made my way down the trail with my companion, my dog Susie interrupted our conversation by tugging on her leash behind me. I looked over my shoulder, and there was a small grey tabby kitty running full speed toward us. He ran up to Susie and started rubbing against her legs, then proceeded to follow us meowing. I just couldn’t take it, so I picked him up and headed off down the trail with him sitting in my arms purring. I tried to take him to a shelter, but they wouldn’t accept any more cats. I couldn’t leave him there in the woods, poor thing. He is so tiny and skinny. So…

Anyone want to adopt a kitty?

Argh! I am a sucker!


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