When I am Bored, This Happens

Can you tell I am bored tonight? No? Well I went through my email spam and discovered that I, Terry, a female was invited to purchase Viagra. LOL

Next, I took photos of my bedroom then sprayed snow on my Christmas tree. Yep, this is the silly things I do when the days darken early, there is a chill in the air, and getting tired of the Christmas movies.

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Alphabet Soup


Alphabet Soup

Write down the letters of the ABC. For each one, choose a word that begins with that letter. Now, write a post about anything — using all the words you’ve selected.


A-Apple, B-boy,C-candy,D-dog,E-every,F,for,G-girl,H-has,I-it,J-jack,K-kite,L-laughter,L-like,M-Mary,N-now,O-our,P-pay,Quebec,R-roll,Sara,T-tom,U-under,V-victory,W-wagon,X-x-ray,Y-you,Z-zebra


It was Christmas morning. Sara and Tom woke up at the same time. The kids; a girl, Mary, and a boy, Jack were still sound asleep. The parent’s origin was from Quebec so they tip-toed downstairs. They still used the customs they had grown up with for their own children. Tom let the dog outside and Sara got the apples and iced-rolls out of the refrigerator. Every year they placed an apple and a roll along with the candy under the tree.

When Tom came inside with the dog he went to the closet and got the kite out. Together they put the wrapped kite, wagon, zebra and other toys under the tree. They held hands and prayed to their God to pay their love and respect for him.

Spot, the dog was snooping at the gifts under the tree and wagging his tail as if his eyes had x-ray vision and he could see what was in each of them. They were standing in silence admiring the tree when they heard sounds of giggles and laughter. The kids were now awake.

Victory was theirs. They had saved a little out of each pay check and had been able to provide a nice Christmas for the kids. Still holding hands they began to sing the song, We Wish You a Merry Christmas as they walked up the stairs to greet the loves of their lives.



Christmas Memories

Can you remember when you were a younger mom or dad and Christmas time was nearing? I can, we would take one day and go the big mall about forty minutes away. Of course we would purchase a Christmas gift if we saw a good sale; but the idea of our trip was for the kids.

Oh how their eyes lit up as we neared the center of the mall and took in all the bright lights, with many colors of the Christmas theme. My kids would start clapping and of course they would jump up and down begging to sit on Santa’s lap.

Their laughter would warm my heart and cause the biggest smile to show on my face. Of course they could sit on Santa’s lap. This was the main attraction of going to the mall with small children.

We would wait in the long line and then one by one each child would be lifted into Santa’s arms and sit on his lap and whisper their wishes for Christmas morning. This spirit of Christmas still remains dear to my heart today, so many years later.

In those times we didn’t have to pay for the kids photos to be taken with Santa. I believe when my youngest was old enough to follow his siblings, we did pay something like $2.50 for a photo.

I was at the mall recently as you know from reading my last post, and the cost for a photo with Santa was outrageous to me. The child in me was considering going up and sitting on his lap and telling Santa all I was thankful for, but the adult in me popped in my mind and said, stand steady girlfriend, so I admired the kiddies, smiled upon my own memories and then went about my business of looking for bargains.

I have only two photos of me as a child. Would you like to see how I looked way back then? Alright, I will do it just once. Then one more photo of me as a grown-up at Christmas.


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Twinkle/ The Daily Post


This week, share with us your photos of twinkling light. You will need to find a light source and a reflective surface in order to capture a twinkle, but those are the only limitations.

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A Day of Christmas Pleasure

Today went way too fast. My daughter and I went to the mall Christmas shopping. It was fun to watch all the people searching for that perfect Christmas gift and then trying to haul all those gifts in their arms.

I was fortunate. I had my daughter to help carry my packages. While we were there I did most of the yacking, like I usually do. I had a wonderful time and look forward to one more trip to the mall before Christmas and the rat race begins.

While we were sitting sipping on coffee the mall train came by so I snapped a photo with my cell camera. It isn’t as clear since I didn’t have my regular camera but I think you can see the little passenger in the one car.

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Ready, Set, Done!


As it’s been a while since our last free-write… set a timer for ten minutes. Write without pause (and no edits!) until you’re out of time. Then, publish what you have (it’s your call whether or not to give the post a once-over).


I was just listening to a show on TV. It was about giving; because it is Christmas time. Why is it that the only time we think and push to give to others is at the Christmas season?

Is it true that the other days of the year people don’t need anything? People who aren’t sleeping on a pile of fifties worry not only about how to give gifts to their children, they worry about where they are going to get grocery money or how they are going to pay the too high-priced heat bills.

Kids still need to go to the doctors throughout the year.  People are still out of work all the other months. I think it is a sad shame that some people are truly out their walking the paths looking for a job, any job to take care of themselves and their families.

I know for me I worry, and it is only me. I think that it is a shame that we see a job posting that we know inside our hearts that we would absolutely love and fit in; but we don’t have the experience or we are just fresh out of college.

I can remember when I was a kid, getting a job was going in to the business, filling out an application, and actually talking to the boss. Life doesn’t work that way anymore. You email or fax a resume, hoping it stands out. I took a class once about showing off your resumes to prospective employers.

Do it in red ink was the highlight. Don’t say too much. Make the title pop out. I think all these ideas are good and I, in fact, have one of those resumes, but it doesn’t get me any where; because there is no personal contact anymore with employers and hopeful candidates.

So now it is the Christmas season and we are in the thinking mode of giving. Let’s carry our traditional thinking of the season and carry it throughout the rest of the year. You don’t have to be wealthy to give.

Maybe you can make an extra plate at dinner and give it to a neighbor who is struggling. Or a small ten minute visit to a loved one, or how about writing a snail mail. I still love getting mail that is actually filled with hand-written words.

If you have more time to spare, how about a visit to a nursing home. Remember, one day you may be the one there; wishing for a visit. Just think small, because small ideas produce tons of happiness and gives you the most natural high ever. Thank-you for taking time to stop by and read my ten minute prompt.

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My Five Favorite Christmas Songs – #1



Originally posted on Brian's Blog:

Alright everyone, the big moment has arrived. Thanks to all of you who’ve stopped by to listen to the songs in the countdown.

Number One on my list…is ‘Silent Night’ by Kenny Chesney.

It’s a no-brainer for me. This is my Mom’s favorite Christmas song and this version of it just happens to be sung by my favorite singer – and his Mom. You can’t beat that.

Blessings to all of you this Christmas. May the season be magical for you and yours.

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When Your Life Hangs In The Balance.


very interesting

Originally posted on Fifty Shades Of Reality !:


Mumbai, 11th December 2014.

Even before I begin with this rather heated topic, I’d like to clearly state that over here by presenting the following post to you’ll I’m under no circumstances being unfair to any medical professional or rather the medical fraternity as a whole. I’m by means of the post which is to follow trying to generate awareness about such practices which are getting highly prevalent in modern developed, under-developed as well as undeveloped countries. My intention here is not to blame all the medical professionals but a percent of them due to which people are losing trust in doctors. Over here I’m to tell about that strata of the medical fraternity who take patients as their business, my intention is not to hurt the emotions of people who are connected to the medical background but to get people aware of what I, myself have witnessed as cases…

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How Far Would You Go?

How bad is it when you want something? Bad enough to fight through fog? Is what you want so bad for you or for someone else? Does it make a difference?

I was reading a story earlier about a mom and a son. From the time the son was very young mom knew something was wrong. She took her son to doctors; in fact, she took her son to over 20 doctors.

Would you do this? 20 doctors? What if each doctor said something different? What if most doctors brushed you off or said there was nothing wrong?

This mom stuck to her guns. Her instincts are what she followed. She knew the doctors had to be wrong. She kept searching; finally leaving her home-town with the toddler and driving two hours away to a doctor she had heard about. She didn’t have an appointment.

I believe she was on a hunt, an answer is what she demanded. Would you drive two hours to a doctor you had never met, only read about, and on top of that, without an appointment?


Well, you know it. The receptionist said they had no appointments for that day. She even added one could be had but it would be almost two weeks away. Would you leave and accept the latter appointment? What would you do next after hearing the disappointing words?

The receptionist did add, ” You can go over to the hospital. Maybe they can see him in the ER and discover what is wrong.”

Mom did it. She was not going to let the bull run over her. She and her son spent two days in the hospital with her son being probed and the two questioned. At the end of the 48 hours, the answer came back. ” We don’t have any idea what is wrong, but there is one neurologist that wants to find out what it is.”

She let her boy be tested and the results came back. The boy had a rare disease. Mom’s instincts were right. The toddler suffered from,Creatine Transporter Deficiency. There was no cure, but the mom was so relieved to hear that there was a name for something her son had. She walked out of the office with a smile on her face.

How would you feel if you heard you had a rare disease that was not curable? Would you smile like mom did?

If you are interested more in this disease, please click on the link below I have provided.