COLOR YOUR WORLD – ROBIN’S EGG BLUE 
Today’s color to match is called Robin’s Egg Blue.
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Color Your World – Robin Egg Blue
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Cricket, between the shower curtains
Moon in the morning sky
Decorated wall in ladies room of a favorite restaurant
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NAHAIWRIMO – # 24 – ZONE 
Today’s prompt word is Zone.
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There’s zip codes and zones
Area codes and I-phones
What is your number?
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COLOR YOUR WORLD – # 24 – CERISE 
Today’s color is called Cerise. It is a bright or deep red color, and comes from the French word meaning cherry.
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A gift of flowers!
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Writing 101 – Recreate a Single Day
We are to write about what happens in a single day (or hour). It can be fiction, non-fiction, memoir, or whatever you want. This is mine…and it is a true story.
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HOPPING FOR MY LIFE
I’ve always been uncoordinated and a bit of a klutz. This day was no exception.
It was in the summertime, and the family was out in the back yard. My dad was doing yard work, and my mom had walked with my aunt to the front yard. My aunt was going home, but they’d stopped to chat a bit longer out by her car.
My sister and I were playing still, in the back. I don’t remember how old I was, but probably before I was 10 years old. We had a couple of pretty white ducks that roamed around the grass, eating weeds, and bugs, and whatever else ducks do. They had a little shed for their shelter, in a corner of the yard. They had both gone in there, because I imagine I was chasing them around to catch one.
I remember crawling on hands and knees, in the patchy grass/dirt there by the little shed. I was reaching in to try and get one of the ducks, when I felt something painful on the top of my foot…the part that was touching the ground. I didn’t think much of it, but then I looked down. There was blood everywhere, and it was actually squirting up in the air, pulsing with each of my heartbeats. I must have cut an artery. (I checked…there is an artery running across the top of your foot)
I started screaming, but I don’t remember it hurting at all. Just the sight of all that blood was freaking me out. I wanted my mama, and I knew she was out in the front yard, so I began hopping…hopping on the ‘good’ foot…all the way through the house, and out the front door, screaming and bleeding all the way. I’m sure my dad was right behind me, but I wasn’t stopping.
Somehow, they took me back inside, put me in the bath tub, and wrapped a towel around my foot to stop the bleeding. I do remember the walls being splattered, again and again, with the pulses, and it dripping down. Next, I remember being in the car, sitting in mom’s lap, and dad was driving really fast to the emergency room at the hospital. I don’t know why they decided to take me in the car, instead of calling an ambulance. Maybe because we lived a ways out, and they thought it would be quicker.
Next, I remember sitting up on the examining table at the hospital. The doctor was stitching me up. He’d put some kind of numbing solution on the cut, so I didn’t feel it hurting, just a funny sensation of the thread, or whatever he used, going through my skin, as I watched.
That is all I remember of that hour or so in the day. I still have the scar…and, my life.
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WRITING 101 … LET SOCIAL MEDIA INSPIRE YOU
For this assignment on the Writing 101 course, we were given a choice of some Twitter quotes to respond to. The above quote, by Leah Reich @ohheygreat is the one I chose.
My first thought was, do these people know that their tweet is being used as an assignment? Do we need to find them, follow them, and let them know?
Then I was thinking, well…if I was to actually respond to their tweet, it would have to be within the Twitter guidelines of the 140-characters or less word limit.
I’m on Twitter a lot, and enjoy tweeting, responding, and the conversations that spontaneously occur. It’s fun.
Then, I was thinking, well, so far I haven’t said anything abut the quote in the chosen tweet.
Then I’m thinking, I have no idea how to do any of the hovering, embedding, copying/pasting, URL things that were suggested to put the quote on my post. I almost gave up doing this one at all. But, then I tried saving the picture of the tweet/quote, and then I could at least have a picture of it on here. I think it worked.
I’m now thinking I’m thinking too much about it all.
So, the quote, as seen in the picture says that self storage is where we store our past selves. Ok…cool…seems legitimate. We’re born, our brains begin to soak up tons of information, and it’s all up there in our head somewhere, right? If I really try, I can imagine the brain as a living storage building business. For each area of learning…say, language, feelings, talents learned, studies in school lessons, compassion, and empathy, love, things we hear, see, taste…all our learning is kept in these separate rooms. We respond to outside life events by opening the door to the appropriate unit in our brain, according to how much experience we’ve had.
Anyway, all our past is stored in our self storage brain, to be used in fractions of seconds. It’s amazing how that works.
Oh, if I actually responded to this person’s tweet, in true Twitter fashion, I would have just said …Cool, I agree…or more likely I’d would just favorite and re-tweet it. 🙂
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WRITING 101 … LISTS
So, today’s assignment for the daily writing course says to make a list. It can be a list of things I like, things I’ve learned, and/or …something else was on that list of things to choose from. See, that’s my problem. I can’t remember what else was on there. I could go back and check, but you know, that would be a lot of trouble. I mean, it’s coming up on the end of the day, and I still haven’t done this list post yet.
I like reading lists, I like making lists, but I’ve never wrote about making a list, or posted a list on here. Well, I take that back. Once I did…I listed all the stuff that was in my purse one time…can you hear the crickets? No response whatsoever. Anyway, I make lists, but then forget to take them with me to the store. Or, I make a list, and while reading a list at the store, forget to get whatever it is anyway, even though I’m looking at the list.
I have a weird habit, too. I save lots of my lists. I don’t know why, except they are fun to look at later on…like years later…and then I can laugh at the silly things that are on there that I thought was important enough to write down. And the cryptic words that I’ve used to jog my memory are sometimes hilarious…at least to me, but make no sense to anyone else.
So…back to making a list…for this list post…yeah…so many choices…too many choices of which way to take it. I’m at a loss because faced with too many choices makes me freeze up, resulting in doing nothing. I’ve had fun writing ‘about’ lists, so better get on with actually listing something? Yep…here goes… such a silly thing to list, but hey, it’s something! 🙂
My list of favorite computer games that I play every day, because I like them.
I’m outta here…can’t wait to see what is on the ‘list’ for the assignment tomorrow! Yay! I’m having fun! 🙂
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