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Feb14

Daily prompt: Smitten/100 Posts Published

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This will be my 100th Post to post here on my blog. 😀

I was wanting to do something special but…I’m having a hard time thinking of something to do/post. :-/

Though since it is Valentines I will like to give a little Shout out to My Amazing Husband:

Babe, you’re the best husband in the world! I thank Yahweh everyday for bring you into my life; marrying you was one of the best things that’s happened in my life. 😀 I don’t know where I’d be without. You are a hard worker and good provider for both Gideon and I; and it warms my heart every time I see you with Gideon. ❤ He loves his Daddy very much (Da-Da is still one of his favorite words to say through out the day)! Thanks for everything you do and for being such a Godly man. 🙂 I LOVE YOU with ALL of my Heart!!! ❤ 

Today’s Daily Prompt asks poets to show them SMITTEN…So here’s a Smitten/Love poem.

At first Glance
As you stepped into the room my heart thundered,
does he have a girlfriend? I wondered,
Your voice rang through my ears,
I had no more fears,
You smiled and my heart melted,
Hand in hand we danced, my spirits lifted,
You smitten-ed me with your charm,
Could I trust my heart? my brain alarmed,
Your brown eyes looked at me,
and right then I could see,
From my first glance at you,
I knew there’d be no others but  you.
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Feb10

Daily Post: Take That, Rosetta!

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If you could wake up tomorrow and be fluent in any language you don’t currently speak, which would it be? Why? What’s the first thing you do with your new linguistic skills?

Spanish and German/Russian…toss up between German and Russian, but I definitely would love to become Fluent in Spanish/Mexican. I’ve tried learning it but only a few words have stuck everything else pretty much went in one ear and out the other. 🙂

Reason why would be because, well I am part Mexican so I have family members who speak it; also living in Texas there’s a lot of people who speak it here and I really think it would/will come in handy one of these days. 🙂 Plus I really like the sound of the Language too. 😛 I’m hoping to be able to get Gideon learn it once he gets a little older so maybe I’ll start learning it better when I try and teach him.

First thing I would do would call my Nana and talk with her in Spanish! 😀 She can speak English but I know she likes speaking Spanish way more. 😉

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Feb10

Daily Prompt: Ingredients

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What’s the one item in your kitchen you can’t possibly cook without? A spice, your grandma’s measuring cup, instant ramen — what’s your magic ingredient, and why?

Depends what I’m cooking, but I love cooking with spices. Nothing specific, just whatever sounds good to me to add. I love having flavor and sometimes a little zing in my food. 🙂

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Feb5

Daily Prompt: The Show Must Go On

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If you were involved in a movie, would you rather be the director, the producer, or the lead performer? (Note: you can’t be the writer!).

Lead Performer! Though if I could do two, then I’d also might like directing.

Seriously how awesome would it be to be able to make a movie exactly how you like/think it should go?! I’d have so much fun…well maybe depends how everyone works together and all, but if I was making a movie I’d definitely make sure everyone got along and had fun.

Though to be honest I don’t think I’d want to make my living doing it, maybe if it was just on rare occasion or something like that.

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Feb1

DPchallenge: Leave your shoes at the door

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Daily Post Weekly Challenge

Split perspectives: For the fabulous flash fiction experts, let’s see all the angles of your story. Write a couple of paragraphs from one vantage point, and then turn the tables — and walk in the shoes of another character. Tell us the same story from their view.

Her breath came in gasps, sweat started to bead at her brow; fear gripped Ziva’s heart, as her legs began to give away. How much longer could she run?  “I’m coming for you!” He yelled, she looked around trying to find somewhere to hide, he had found her where she worked at Peaceful Garden Nursery and Corn Maze, they weren’t open today so no one else was there, she was just there to water plants and organize the flowers. She was currently in the corn maze, she knew this maze like the back of her hand, and that not far to left was the Nursery building, to her left was an abandoned building and to the back and the surrounding sides of the Nursery and the abandoned building was the woods. Pulling out her phone she quickly pushed redial to whoever she had talked to last which looked like Mikey, her long time friend and crush. “Hey Ziva! what’s…” she cut him off, “Mikey help! Please he’s after me, and is trying to kill me.” she rushed in a harsh whisper, as the tears rolled down her face

Mikey’s heart seemed to have stop for a second as the words Ziva said echoed through his mind. “Wait what? Where are you and who’s he?” “I’m at work, in the corn maze, at its Jim.” He knew little of Jim, other then he was her ex-Boyfriend and that he was a nut job. Mikey ran to the door of his house grabbing his truck keys as he went by the coffee table. Anger and Fear rushed through his veins, If that man so much as hurts a hair on her body… His thoughts trailed off as he heard someone yelling in the background “I’ll kill you!” he heard making him run even quicker to his truck, he started his truck and peeled out of the driveway,  “I’m on my way right now, I’ll be there as soon as I can, just leave your phone on.”

“Ok” Ziva replied before moving the phone from her ear. Jim was her ex-boyfriend  from last year, they had dated for three years when she lived in Nevada, she broke up because he was becoming to controlling and aggressive; he had taken the break up really hard even had started to stalk her, and that’s when she moved back to her hometown in Alabama, she hadn’t really talked much about where she was from, so she hoped and prayed he wouldn’t follow. She guessed that he had found out what town she was from. Jim called out again, “I loved you, and you left me for this dump.” “No you loved controlling me!” She answered back, before running in the the opposite direction. He sounded drunk so he was also making a lot of noise making it easy for her to know where he was at. As she rounded a corner she found a Pitch Fork that was stick out of a hay bale, they sometimes put hay bales out so people can take a break. She picked up the Fork hoping that she wouldn’t have to use it but figured she’d rather be safe then sorry.  She was close to the back of the maze so she decided to head for the trees; lifting the phone to her ear again she said “I’m headed to the trees that are at the back of the maze, Mikey.” “Ok…” before he finished his sentence the phone was swatted from her hand.

Jim had peeked around a corner and saw her standing there with her back towards him. He took a second to look at her, she was still so beautiful just like when he had last seen her. Remembering the last time he had seen her face to face  which was when she had left him, brought back all that anger and hate and hurt that she had brought to him. He quietly walked up behind her as she put her phone to her ear, she was talking into it, when he reached her he slapped the phone away and into the next row. Grabbing her hair he pulled her back and around to him.

Ziva let out a scream as Jim pulled her hair to make her come close to him.  “Hello Baby, why you running from me?” he muttered in her ear, his voice dripping like poisonous honey with the smell of liquor. “Let go of me, you dog.” She bit back trying to push him away, but he just jerked her head around and wrapped his right arm around her. She felt the knife he held in his right hand begin to dig into her side.

“Now now that’s no way to talk to your boyfriend.”Jim replied, anger boiling up inside of him. He wanted to make her suffer before killing her for what she had done to him, yet another side of him wanted nothing more then the hold her him his arms and spend the rest of their lives together. “Please don’t fight me baby, I love you and I don’t want to hurt you. Can’t we just move on and you can come back and live with me? I promise I won’t hurt you, I just want you in my life.” he said moving his fingers through her hair. He always liked her hair, it was silky, long and as Golden as the Sun; and her eyes as blue as the sky and as deep as the ocean, he could stay lost in those beautiful eyes forever.

Chills went up Ziva’s spine as Jim looked into her eyes with his dark ones, for a moment she could almost see the love in them but it disappeared as something else began to fill his eyes. There was no way to really describe what she could see in his eyes, just that they seemed so empty and evil, like they thirst for something that they couldn’t have. She wanted nothing more then to spit in his face and run for her life but she wasn’t sure how much longer she could run. She just hoped Mikey would get there soon.

Mikey raced down the road using his police radio that he had in his truck he radioed back to the station. “Hey Dina this is Mikey, I’ve got a situation can you send a car to the Peaceful Garden Nursery and Corn Maze out on Hwy 18? There’s a woman being attacked by a man who may be armed.” “Sure Mikey, I’m sending one out there right now closest one is about 10 minutes away.” “Thanks, I’m about 4 minutes from there, and I won’t be waiting for back-up.” “I’ll tell them to hurry, be careful.” I’m coming Ziva, hold on.

“Jim, I’d love to go with you, but I can’t. I’ve got a job and family who are counting on me right now.” Ziva fibbed trying to stall him until Mikey got there. “My mom isn’t doing well and had to go to the hospital the other day, and with Dad gone and all my siblings over seas at the moment, I’m the only one who can take care of her. And the Jim I know wouldn’t be selfish enough to just take me from my family, would you?” she said trying to put a little sadness in her eyes. The knife that was poking into her seemed to give a little, she could feel the blood begin to drip down her side. She gave a slight sigh. Then something changed in his eyes, and he jammed the knife deep into her side, sharp pain shot through her body as he held the knife tight against her side.

Blood began to flow from her body and over his hand, it felt warm and yet cool at that same time. Twisting his fingers once again through her hair he pulled her in, “this Jim is different!” he hissed before placing his lips on her.

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Jan31

Daily Prompt: SOS/Water

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You’re at the beach, lounging on your towel, when a glistening object at the water’s edge catches your eye. It’s a bottle — and yes, it contains a message. What does it say?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us WATER.

There’s the Message in the bottle:

“Please find my family, Tell my wife, Iva, I love her and I always will; my son, Sammy, he can be brave and strong and I’m always looking out on the them. I’m sorry for not being there, but I’ll always be in their hearts. Don’t trust Frank, he’s the one who did this to me, he is taking me from you, and has turned his back on everything good in this world. This was written in April of 1940. Thank you to who ever finds this, I hope you can get this to my family, please give them a hug for me. Signed-  SGT Joe Hunter”

And here’s a poem (the two have nothing to do with the other):

Ocean Side

I sit along the water’s edge,

Watching the waves crash,

The smell of salt water fills the air,

The wind blows softly,

Causing my hair to caresses my face,

And chills run up my spine,

Water reaches out to me,

As another wave hits the sand,

Blue and green is the water,

Yet as the sunsets on the horizon,

Red, purple, pink, and orange,

 Shine in the sky and reflexes off the water,

White and blue are the waves,

As they seem to race towards me,

Water mist sprays in my face,

I can taste the salt on my lips,

The sound of the ocean,

Calming and peaceful as it sways with the wind,

Yet also almost angry when the waves collide,

Waves that seemed to control the ocean top,

Bigger ones over powering the smaller ones,

The ones further out seem so big and powerful,

Yet as it gets closer it’s powerful at times,

But also so giving and inviting,

As if calling out to me to join in their play,

 Dolphins jump in the distance,

I can faintly hear them playfully call out,

Seagulls fly above searching for their meal below,

I look up to the sky and see the moon,

Big and white as it begins to shine,

I move back a little ways,

As the waters try to reach for me again,

Behind me a little ways are trees,

Trees that lead up to a mountain,

Mountain that has a river running through it,

Through it and into the ocean,

To my left I see an older couple,

Holding hands as they walk along the beach,

I smile at the sight,

A blanket is placed around my shoulders,

I look up to see my Love,

He smiles and sits down beside me,

Our little one curled up in his arms sleeping,

Another wave crashes on the shore,

My heart beats move,

As I take in this moment,

Seeing the beauty that God has created,

And the beauty and love he has Blessed me with,

I lean and rest my head on his shoulder,

Closing my eyes I capture this moment,

This special moment,

Where everything seems perfect.

1/31/14

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Jan28

Daily Prompt: BFFs

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What’s the most important lesson you’ve learned from the person you’re the closest to?Photographers, artists, poets: show us FRIENDS.

Friends and Friendships

I learned so much from our time as friends,

Though the biggest two,

I learned from you,

Communication, and friendship.

But we have drifted apart,

And we hardly talk;

It makes me sad sometimes but that’s okay,

For I have a new friend, two actually,

One I love with all my Heart and is my BFF,

And I know he’ll never hurt or leave me,

He makes me happy and laugh,

I’ve learned to be myself from him,

I’ve learned to trust, and that not everyone lies;

My Second friend,  she is kind and sometimes quiet,

but we still have lots to talk about,

Our friendship is still kinda new,

But I’m sure we have lots we can learn from each other.

So this is me, saying Farewell to an old friendship,

And welcoming new Friendships with open arms,

I can’t wait to learn more from you.

1/28/14

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Jan22

Daily Prompt: Predictions

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There are 344 days remaining in the year. Describe what you’d like to be doing on day 211. (Hint: that’s July 30th.)

Well, July 30th is Gideon’s birthday and he’ll be turning 2 that day. 😀 So hopefully we’ll be doing something fun that day, maybe a trip to the zoo, or the lake. Gideon ain’t that fond of cake so I might make him a Fruit Salad for him instead again.

My baby is growing up so fast! :’)

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Jan20

Daily Prompt: Sweet Sixteen

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Write a post inspired by your sixteenth birthday.

Sweet Sixteen hmm…well it was definitely one of my big birthday’s, though honestly I don’t remember much from that year. Kinda sad huh? 😛 I was a tomboy back at that time so not like I had much going on then. I read a lot of books and wrote stories, rode horses, babysat at the YMCA, played in an orchestra, and sang in choir.

That birthday is also when I found out I am REALLY Terrible at Tennis, apparently I don’t know how to hit softly, I always hit it kinda like in BaseBall, its very sad. 😛

I got my Hope chest  that day and most people who came brought gifts to go in it-dishes, candles, pot holders, ya know things like that. 🙂

A few days after I turned 16 I got my License, and my first job at the YMCA. It was awesome! 😀 I had that job up until a week before I got Married.

 

^^^almost sums up my mom when I started driving^^^

LOL

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Jan19

Daily Prompt: Captive’s Choice

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You’ve been kidnapped and given a choice: would you rather be stranded on an island, dropped into an unknown forest, or locked in a strange building?

I think I’d choose an Unknown Forest. Not totally sure why but I like the sound of that one a lot better, course the strange building doesn’t sound that bad either. I guess maybe with the Forest I’d have a better chance with finding food…that is if I don’t eat something poisonous, or get bit/eaten by something first. Oh Geez…maybe I would like the strange building better, that is if they fed me.

Honestly it’s kinda a tie between the two of those, guess it would depend on the situation and if they were gonna leave me with supplies or anything; oh and if anyone was with me. For some reason I don’t see myself being kidnapped by myself, I’d probably be the person who was at the wrong place at the wrong time. 😛 But my first choice of location would be the forest.

The reason I wouldn’t choose an island is because 1-I like the ocean and the beach so I don’t want to come to hate it. I find it peaceful. 2-knowing my luck it probably have hardly any trees so I’d burn really bad, and 3-well…yea I don’t have a third reason.

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