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Skin & Bones – 3 Things Challenge

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Skin & Bones – 3 Things Challenge

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/05/06/three-things-challenge-pl82/

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Today’s prompt: truck, skin, library

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I used to deal in skin & bones.

Sounds pretty ominous doesn’t it? But, no…let me explain.

A delivery truck would haul my supply of skin and bones to me, every week.

I’d take the bones, rubbing and creasing the skins to sharp, straight lines. Everyone said I was the best skin and bone wielder…the best at my job.

Well, it needed to be done. The skins needed to fit closely. The bone knife was just the tool for the job.

The skins were tough, and they could take all the handling in their future, too.

So, now I’ve told you a little about my job, I need to get back to work in the library.

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Note … this is a true story! I used to work in different libraries, and one of my jobs was to take the see-through plastic covers (skins), crease them to fit the books with the bone knife. It was a fun job! 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

 

 

Waiting & Writing – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter W

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Waiting & Writing – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter W #AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter

http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2019/04/

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WAITING AND WRITING

I don’t know about you, but I’m not fond of waiting. Seems like everywhere you go, you have to wait in a line, wait in a room, wait to be seated at a restaurant, wait on the waitperson to take your order, wait on your food to come to the table, wait at stop signs and red lights, wait for your flight at the airport…waiting…ugh! Waiting is boring. When you have to wait at the doctor’s office, way past the time of your appointment, it is one of the worst. Would you agree?

So, when I know I’ll be in a place of waiting, I bring along something to occupy my mind and time. I always have a pen and paper to write on. I look around at my surroundings, at all the other waiting people, and write about what I see. This, then, is what I wrote, on December 9, 2014, while…you guessed it…waiting.

So, waiting at the eye doctor appointment with my husband. It is his appointment, and he likes to get to places early, in case we can get in earlier than anticipated. Sometimes it works out, sometimes not. This is one time it did not. We’ve been here forever it seems. The appointment was at 11:30, but we got here about 10:30 or so, and now it is ten minutes after 12 noon. He just now got into the other room…to wait some more, I’m sure. We were already tired and bored.

I did get the nose pad of my glasses changed, at no charge. It took only a couple of minutes, though. I wandered around looking at all the glasses frames to buy. I sat back down and checked my phone for messages on Facebook, Twitter, and Email. I brought my Kindle, too, in case I wanted to read something. We’d looked through a National Geographic magazine catalog, of things to buy from them…all very expensive items, but interesting. That took up maybe five minutes.

The waiting room was full of people, when we got there, then it kind of cleared out. Then it filled up again. Now, there only a few people left waiting. They all look as bored as I am. They are checking their phones, and reading magazines, too. I’m sure they are wishing they could get on with their appointment and get out of here…because it is so boring!

The place is nice in here, though. Good furniture to sit in, not just some hard plastic chairs. There are a few comfy chairs and a plush, leather (or fake leather?) couch. There are pretty flower arrangements on the glassed top tables, and at this time of year, a few Christmas decorations. I go over to see the ornaments they’ve arranged on the tree. There is a TV in one corner, up high, tuned to the game show Jeopardy, but the sound is turned down really low, so you can only hear it if you are sitting right by it…which we are not.

I did go out to the truck for a few minutes. I’d brought a glass of iced tea, so I wanted to get a drink, and just get some outside air. It is a nice day – not hot, not cold – a little damp feeling, though. I see some fire-trucks go by, then a few minutes later, there they go again in the other direction. When I get back inside, he has gone into the eye-exam room. They finally called him back there…yay! Wonder how long this waiting part will take?

I’m getting hungry. It is past noon; hope we can go get some lunch when we get done here. Where, I don’t know. Before we came here we’d taken some packages to be mailed at the UPS store, and also had gone by the mechanic’s shop to pick up an invoice for his work place. So, it started out a busy morning, but we are stuck in the waiting zone, for now.

I’m going to try and make up a poem about all this waiting…Hang on a second while I think… Ok…

Waiting

Waiting and writing

Writing about waiting

Watching the waiters

Watching the clock

Watching my watch

Waiting and watching

Watching the waiters is…weird

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Teleportation – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter T

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Teleportation – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter T  #AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter

http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2019/04/

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Mystery Box Chickens say, “Let’s fly away.”

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Today we have the letter T. It would be strange if I didn’t tell about teleportation, since my blog is titled teleportingweena! So, here’s my story…

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A True Tale of Teleportation

As promised, here is another of my true tales of teleportation. At least, that is what I call these incidents. We were totally bewildered by the whole incident.

Have you ever been at a certain place, and then suddenly, without knowing how, you are at another place? This happened to me and my daughter, one summer day, not long ago.

We’d been out and about town, going to yard sales, on a Saturday morning. We’ve done this off and on for years, and we know the streets and areas pretty well. Once in awhile, we drive around an unfamiliar neighborhood, trying to find the advertised address, without too much trouble.

This morning was about the same, and we did find the yard sale. It was in a little housing area just to the south of the city. To get there was no problem…just one turn from the main road, then into the residential streets. We did our shopping, then got back in the car to go find more sales.

We pulled back onto the main road we’d come in on; that much I know. It should have been the one turn, back the way we’d come. I know we turned in the right direction…north. However, nothing looked the same at all, now. The housing area where we’d just been, was not there anymore. It should have been off to our right, but there was no sign of it at all. We didn’t see any of the landmarks we’d noticed on the way there, and even the dip in the road and the stop sign, we’d taken note of earlier, was not there, now.

We kept driving straight, along this road, hoping to see something we recognized. The whole time, we kept remarking about how weird this was. We couldn’t figure it out. We felt really lost…in our own town, and were getting nervous about it.

Finally, finally we saw a street sign that told us where we were. But, it seemed impossible that we were at this place and on this street, now. We’d only made the one turn, back toward town. Now we were miles away from where we’d been, and in a completely different area and on this different street. We’d have had to make even more turns to get on this one.

We were relieved to know where we were, now, but still had no explanation of how it happened…except that maybe, just maybe, we’d been through a time/place/space warp…or something!

There could have been a portal that swallowed us up, moving us to the other place. We didn’t feel anything, we didn’t see anything…we just found ourselves in a completely different place in that split second.

I don’t have any idea why, or how this happened, but since it did, and we were eventually able to find our way back, it seems pretty amazing. I wouldn’t mind doing it again, but would like a warning that it was going to happen, first!

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Thanks for Visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Alien Doctor? – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter A

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Alien Doctor? – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter A #AtoZChallenge 2019 badge

http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2019/04/a-to-z-10th-anniversary-atozchallenge.html

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Welcome to the first post of my A to Z Blogging Challenge 2019!

I’ll be posting something for each letter of the alphabet during this month, and there will be a variety of subjects.

The Mystery Box Chickens will introduce the topic for the day, with silly remarks, because well…chickens are sillyl! 🙂

Hope you enjoy!

Mystery Box Chickens Where’s our Mystery Box? The Alien stole our Box! No, it just hasn’t been delivered yet!

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ALIEN DOCTOR?

I have been drawn to the stars and sky for as long as I can remember. There is a need for me to look up into the darkness, even when I was a little kid, sneaking out of the house to look at the starry sky. I still do this almost every night.

I feel like maybe aliens know of me, and have made their presence known to me, throughout the years. This story is one of those times. The memory of the incident has haunted me all this time, because of the not knowing why it happened, or the truth of it. I do know it happened to me, and was not a dream.

I was always in and out of the doctor’s office for this or that, as a child. One time was really strange. The Dr. was tired of seeing me always in there, and told me if I ever came back, he’d make sure I never did again. He took me and my mom (who didn’t say a word, just followed – which was completely not normal) down some concrete steps, to the basement of the hospital.

He was strange looking. He was a very short man, wearing a long white coat, and large dark glasses, so I couldn’t see his eyes behind them. He said to look at what was down there…that these people didn’t listen to him, and that this is what would happen to me, too. It was terrifying.

I saw people strapped down onto these huge roulette-like wheels. Some were upright, some were situated more flat to the floor, and they couldn’t move. They were very scared. Once in awhile an assistant would come and spin the wheels around really fast.

At that point, the doctor took my hand and pricked my finger to draw blood, for a blood test. Then he said for us to leave. I vowed to never, ever go back to that doctor again, no matter what, even if I was sick, and I never did, even when I did get sick…I just never told anyone I was not feeling well.

So, that is how this one ended, but I have reason to believe there have been many other encounters over the years…just not as scary.

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Anyone have any thoughts on this? Have you had mysterious encounters?

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

 

Butterscotch – Three Things Challenge # 26

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Butterscotch – Three Things Challenge # 26

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/03/11/the-three-things-challenge-pl26/

Today’s prompt: lozenge, mission, raincoat

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I love butterscotch candy, that’s no lie. Those golden disk lozenges melting in my mouth is oh so soothing. Just pop one in, and the buttery sweetness is divine.

Now, the story I’m about to tell you is true. Sounds a bit farfetched, but it happened.

My little sister loved sucking on those butterscotch candies, too, but she shouldn’t have had one that day. It went right down her throat, getting stuck there, choking her.

Mamma was frantic, and her mission was to save my sister. This was before anyone knew of the Heimlich Maneuver being the way to help someone that is choking. She called the doctor. He said to make her drink a lot of water, and the candy lozenge would melt enough that it would finally slip on down.

Well, that’s what she did…she made my sister drink so much water she could have used a raincoat before it was all over. It worked, too. My sister was okay after that, and wanted another piece of candy. That wasn’t going to happen, though. My mamma wouldn’t let her have another hard piece of candy ever again.

We still laugh about it after all these years. It’s funny now, but could have had a horrible ending. I know my sister says now, that she’s still leery of butterscotch, and it took years before she’d try another one.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Cooking Without a Stove

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COOKING…WITHOUT A STOVE

Have you ever not had a stove to cook on? I have…a couple of times. We lived in unfurnished rental houses for awhile, and there were no appliances. We did have our own furniture, and a refrigerator…just no stove.

I had to get a bit creative, to say the least. As a family of four, there comes a time, like daily, that you need to cook something. I did have a microwave…a giant one, compared to today’s models. I’d cook most things in there, and the meals came out pretty good.

A really surprising cooking method I used, was on a “Stir-Crazy” popcorn popper. You remember those, don’t you? It was the electric popcorn popper with the large, yellow dome. I figured that since the surface got really hot, I could use it to cook on…like an electric skillet. There was no temperature setting, though. It worked great for fried eggs, and also, pancakes came out good cooked on there.

Another time, another house, we had the same situation. I still used the microwave and the popcorn popper, but had also acquired a “Snackmaster Sandwich Maker”. We were in the big leagues, now. We got really creative using it. We could make corn dogs, pizza pockets, and even the pancakes came out fun – like puff-cakes!

Quite a while later, we did manage to get a stove, which made things easier to cook, although it is fun to remember how we ‘made do’ with what we had.

Next up, we needed a washing machine, because using that old-fashioned rub board in the sink was getting pretty tiresome.

Well, another story…another day…

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~first posted on Blogger – April 3, 2014

~photo found on Pixabay

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS