Words Are The Best, Aren’t They?

“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.”  ~ John 1:1, The Bible (KJV)

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This morning is the first one since we changed our clocks that I’ve gotten up at 6:00 a.m. without a struggle.  Feeling more springy, I am, I am.  That would be the good news.

On the other hand, even though I’m sitting here typing my heart out at my usual writing time, my mind is a complete blank when it comes to tales to tell.  That would be the bad news.

So I thought that instead of a story I’d share with you three items that I discovered while surfing the ‘net.  We’re all wordy people here, so I’m sure that you’ll get a kick out of the following fast and fun links.

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1.  HERE is a “List Challenge” which is fast, fun and has cool sounds when you click on the books.

“The BBC believes that most people will have read only 6 of the 100 books below. How many have you read?”

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2.  HERE is the “Are You a True Fashionista?” quiz which is fast, fun and more difficult than you might imagine.

“Test your style smarts by seeing how many fashion terms you know.”

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3.  HERE is “Grammar Madness” on Twitter which looks like it will be fast, fun and worth watching throughout the rest of March.

This is the “battle to determine the most MADDENING writing error.”

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The “Never Have I Ever” Meme

This week has been a slow slog for me.  If you rob me of an hour of sleep, this is what you get: a woman with a tired brain who is incapable of creating much of anything.    

Then while reading Knocked over by a feather & Fish of Gold I saw their versions of this meme, and I remembered the Never Have I Ever Drinking Game.  Suddenly, doing this meme seemed like the perfect subject for a TGIF post.  

Happy weekend, everyone.  Enjoy!

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  • Never have I ever ridden on a motorcycle.
  • Never have I ever grabbed eggs from a hen’s nest.
  • Never have I ever owned a pair of Jimmy Choo shoes.
  • Never have I ever watched an episode of American Idol or The Voice.
  • Never have I ever regretted having this house built.
  • Never have I ever smoked pot purchased legally in Colorado.
  • Never have I ever worried about whether someone thinks that I’m bossy.  
  • Never have I ever knitted a sweater.
  • Never have I ever thrown a TV out a window.
  • Never have I ever inconvenienced other people with my luggage on an airplane.
  • Never have I ever ordered a Long Island Iced Tea.
  • Never have I ever run or walked a marathon of any length.  

Fuzzy The Squirrel Finds A New Home In Tree #3479

{Subtitled: What the heck is that little bugger doing now?} 

ONCE UPON A TIME…

The Lady of the Suburban House looked out her kitchen window while she was drinking her morning coffee.  In a strange moment of self-awareness, she realized that she was not alone.  What she saw was her frenemy, a squirrel, who last year she had named Fuzzy.  [More about this squirrel here.]

Say “hello” to Fuzzy.

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Watching Fuzzy frolic outside in the trees that form the forest that is The Lady of the Suburban House’s backyard, The Lady of the Suburban House realized that Fuzzy, who never seems to leave her property lines regardless of the weather, had found a home of his own in a large tree back there.

Look! It’s the front door to Fuzzy’s home.

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Staring closely at this large tree, The Lady of the Suburban House noticed something that she had not noticed before.  Perhaps she had not been caffeinated enough when she looked out the kitchen window previously.  And this is what she saw: the large tree had a number on it.

Here is tree #3479.

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The Lady of the Suburban House could not explain why this tree was numbered.  It seemed peculiar to her, but then many things of late had seemed odd to The Lady of the Suburban House, so she shrugged.

 This is Fuzzy’s tree.

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And then she came to the only logical conclusion that one could come to: Fuzzy had put the number there on the large tree so that his friends and relatives would know where he lived in the forest, that is The Lady of the Suburban House’s backyard.

~ THE END ~