An Average Girl


She was a typical kind of girl,

just an ordinary, run of the mill kind of girl.

Nothing fancy, nothing elegant, simply her.

She had a common job as a cocktail waitress

earning her living at the usual kind of bar -

serving men who treated her cruel.

In her regular way she battled the demons of her past.

They drove her on in her average same old existence,

and it became ordinary to her.

She had been a typical kind of girl,

just an ordinary, run of the mill kind of girl.

Now she was lost, mediocre, barely adequate –

a below average kind of girl.

In mediocrity she dwells,

all alone in the bowels of life.

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This poem is in response to Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt which was to use the word “average.” We were to use it as our theme or try to stick the word in somewhere. It’s up to you. Have at it!  EVERYONE CAN PARTICIPATE IN THIS CHALLENGE:


Badge by: Doobster @ Mindful Digressions

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” or “Begin with the word ‘The’.”

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours.  Your link will show up in my comments, for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. Have fun!

Thanks for visiting.  I always love hearing from each and every one of you!

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The Leaving


I cried when you made the choice to leave.

I knew when you were gone it would be hard to see you again –

ever in that same way.

I let you go like silken strands slipping from my waiting arms

blowing in the heavy air.

I knew our time was past, our days were gone.  We were through.

I sighed and let the memories of you flow like a gentle rain

all tears and forever pain.

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Thanks for visiting.  It is always a pleasure to spend some time with you!

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The Envelope

I ran after the trash blowing in the wind down the path at the back of my house.  I picked up as much trash as possible  while cramming it into another trash bag as I surveyed the bushes on each side of me.  It seemed like I was the only one who ever took the trash out to be picked up by the trash men.  My husband certainly did not.  He was on another one of his working trips far from home.

The wind howled again as another gust blew papers and a dirty coffee filter further down the trail.  I am going to be late for work, I thought.  I do not have time for this today!  I kept on though.  I just did not want to leave the path strewn with papers and banana peels.  It just wasn’t right.

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Finally I retrieved the rest of the trash in a pile of dry leaves swirling  in the wind.  I looked up and there on the tree in front of me was an envelope plastered against the trunk, blown there from the wind.  I went over to the tree and snatched at the envelope realizing that it was not my name on the front, but my husband’s.  Something  inexplicable drew me to this envelope.

I knew that I should not open this envelope as it was not mine; but in spite of this, I tore it open anyway.  It was a credit card receipt for the Motel 6 down the road.  My husband had gotten a king size bed for two and a full bar with room service last Saturday night.  The total of the bill came to $225.79.

I looked at the name on the receipt again and again.   Time seemed to slow down and stand still.  The name and credit card information was my husband’s!  I wrestled with this new bit of information.  He had been out of town last Saturday – working.  Again.

Now I knew the truth.  He had been cheating on me!  I felt like I could not breathe and I gasped for air.  I read the receipt over and over again.  Tears flowed from my eyes.  This hurt was deep.  I felt raw and exposed while these naked emotions shook me.  I just stood there with the wind blowing the remaining bits of trash around me in a circle.


My cell phone rang shrilly in my pocket.  I answered the best I could with tears streaming down my face.  My voice was cloaked with emotion.  It was the Highway Patrol.  They regretted to inform me that my husband had been killed in a car wreck on the interstate yesterday.  They had tried to reach me this morning however, no one was home.

I thanked the officer on the phone and just stood there, rooted to the ground.  My husband was gone. Dead! Killed in a car crash.  If I had not found that motel receipt I would have never known what a cheating, lying, bastard I had married.

I tore up the motel receipt into tiny shreds and let the wind carry them away from me.  I wished I had never opened that envelope.  I walked toward my house, all the while mentally preparing myself to plan a funeral for a cheater.

2014 © Copyright-All rights reserved

Thanks for visiting!  This short story was part of my Writing 101 assignment and is around 550 words:

“You stumble upon a random letter on the path. You read it. It affects you deeply, and you wish it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. Write a story about this encounter.

Today’s twist: Approach this post in as few words as possible.”


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Thirsty Thursday 9/18/14

In preparation for the weekend, today’s luscious  virtual alcoholic concoction is another Florida favorite, The Miami Vice:


Can’t you see Crockett and Tubbs speeding away in their fancy car and hear the music playing?  If not, here is the musical theme song to Miami Vice:

Or, come and join me at my German bar for a glass of wine!

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Always drink responsibly and don’t drive while drinking!

Thanks for visiting!  Have a safe weekend!

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Siesta Time at Casa de la Silver Threading

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Siesta time for everyone… Mom is blogging Smile

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Sugar and Spice got groomed – Can we have a treat?  Can we?  Huh? Huh?

Such is the life of a couple of Pomeranians!  This post was part of:


Joining in on the fun is super easy:
1. Just simply do your post. (Pet or any animals)
2.  Link your URL to the “Mister Linky” widget in order to be added to the roundup at the end of the week.
(please add the challenge logo to your post)
Please Note:  If your link has not been added to the “Mister Linky” and/or if your link is broken, it will not be possible to add your post to the round up.  I will be adding the widget on my sidebar too, for easier access.  Either one can be used.
Please add the URL of your particular pets post for this challenge, and not the URL of  your entire blog. :)
Round up of the previous weeks will be on Tuesdays.

Thanks for visiting us.  It is always fun to see you all!

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The New ME–Part One

Writing 101 asks us to write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more. 

Today’s twist: Make today’s post the first in a three-post series. What’s important is reflecting on this experience and what it meant for you — how it felt, why it happened, and what changed because of it.

It had finally happened!  Through hard word, determination, and sheer will-power I had finally lost that weight!  55 pounds was nothing to joke about.  I had been overweight, obese even, by most standards for many years.  Yet, here I was standing in my Weight Watchers Class in Prescott Valley, AZ that Saturday morning with tears in my eyes.   I felt invincible!  I had done it!

The miracle had happened!  I was healthy and vibrant.  Per my doctor’s orders I weighed only 10 pounds more than what Weight Watchers suggested I weigh for my age and height.  I was 30 years old the last time I weighed that!  My weight loss journey took a year.  I began my journey in January 2012 and by December 2012 I had reached my goal.

2012 Christmas Party

My after photo:  I am at the far end to the right in this picture which was my bosses Christmas party, December 2012.

In the past, it seemed that no matter what I ate the pounds crept onto my 5’ 7” frame.  Of course, after battling Hashimoto’s Thyroid Disease and the removal of my thyroid gland the weight seemed to just stay there unmoving.

In addition, this weight gain had happened gradually over many years of me sitting in front of a computer, working on payroll, or keeping some company’s books.  Accounting was hell on a body and stressful too!  I had been told that weight gain was just part of getting older and to just accept the way my body was.

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My before photo:  This was me at my heaviest – January 2012

Now, none of that mattered.  I had learned a new way to eat.  I had learned how to exercise.  I was excited about my life again.  I could mow the lawn and play in my garden again.  I felt like a warrior!

This is Part One of a Three Part series called “The New ME!”

Thanks for visiting me and sharing in this story,

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Thank YOU!

Blogging U 9.14

Today’s Assignment in Blogging 101: publish a post for your dream reader, and include a new-to-you element in it.

Thank you

All of my readers are what you would call my “dream reader,” so I will take advantage of this opportunity to thank you all for coming along on this exciting journey with me.  I appreciate your support, kind words, and encouragement every day.

I have started a Blogging board on Pinterest and you can follow this board here

I am not sure where I am going with this board as I want to start planning my posts.  I want to ensure that my content does not get stale and/or boring.  If you have any ideas to share with me, please do!

Thanks WordPress for allowing me to take this opportunity to that all my new friends on WordPress!

I AM Grateful For… A Job Finished

Gratitude Sunday

Colline’s Blog  asks:  What have you been grateful for this week? 

Colline says, “Join me and share something that you have been grateful for in the past week. Link up with my post and feel free to use the badge my daughter created.”

This week I am grateful for the small things.  We finally got the landscaping and irrigation system project completed at our house.  It was a long two week stretch.  Dealing with the contractor ( I should say his workmen) was quite a process.  90 degree temperatures made it hard to work in the Pensacola, Florida clay!

Irrigation mess everywhere!

The dusty pink Crepe Myrtle was planted out front of our house.  The lacy leaved Japanese Maple was planted beside the garage.  The sod was laid covering up the area that used to be a planter.  River rock was strewn in the front gardens where the Gardenia bushes were planted, filling up the area.

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This morning I finished scattering grass seed on top of all the trenches left from installing the sprinklers.  Then, I spread dirt over the top of the seed so that it could have a chance to grow lovely green grass every where.

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I am THANKFUL the mess is gone and I have more time for blogging and writing!  <3

Thanks for your visit.  Glad you could stop by.

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