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SOCS – CONTRACTIONS

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SOCS – CONTRACTIONS

Today’s prompt word to use for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is Contractions.

To find out more about this fun challenge, to read other entries, and to join in if you’d like to, click below:

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 20/16

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Y’all, we’re supposed to talk about contractions today. I use a lot of contractions in my speaking and in my writing. That’s always been the case. I don’t know why. Everyone I know shortens their words. Some might say it’s a lazy way to talk, or that we’re from Texas, or even a southern way of speaking.

Well, that’s ok. Sometimes, I’m a little confused about how to write one, even though I can say it just fine. Like this one here… when you want to say ‘come here’, I say … c’mere. I don’t know if that’s a real one or not, and I got the red squiggly line under it, so this spelling checker thing on here evidently don’t like it. hahaha. Well, it didn’t like hahaha either. I wonder if I could do a whole post with squiggly line words? I might have to try that someday. What’d’ya think?

It’s been a whole lotta fun doing this about contractions. We get bonus points (though nobody’s really keeping score, are they?) if we start and end this post with a contraction word. I’m trying to think of one as I’m typing, and also wondering how many I’ve used already. I’ll count ’em in a minute. 🙂

Here’s some more contractions for you to look at. … Won’t, Can’t, Who’ll, They’ll, we’ll, hahaha, who’ll sounds funny who’ll, who’ll, like a funny owl. What if that’s what they sounded like? What about doves? We have doves here all the time, and they coo. It sounds really pretty, but what if they said  coo’ll, coo’ll … that would be so cool! 🙂

Ok, I’m crackin’ myself up now, and I have to count the contractions, and I’m bad at math, so just take my word for how many I find. Hang on while I count…ok, I got 24~ yay! Now, one more to end this post, and it will be…(big reveal coming up)….. I thought it would be hard to  write about contractions, but…it wasn’t! 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace }I{

© 2016 BS

WAITING AND WRITING

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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 nosepad 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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