What were your parents doing at your age?
What kind of question is this? Some people don’t have parents. I mean, they were born, and they don’t know who their parents are. This question assumes a great deal: that people have “normal” familial ties.
One of my parents was raising me, the other was not.
And that concludes my answer to today’s prompt.
If you had the power to change one law, what would it be and why?
Because cats.
Write about your dream home.
I close my eyes at night and I see it: the house of my dreams. I open my eyes in the morning, and I see it: the house of my dreams.
This prompt didn’t invoke my writing reflex, rather a reflective state of mind. A punctuation in time where a song and a photo have collided.
The song:
Our House
Song by David Crosby, Graham Nash, and Stephen Stills
I’ll light the fire, you place the flowers
In the vase that you bought today
Staring at the fire for hours and hours
While I listen to you play your love songs
All night long for me, only for me
Come to me now, and rest your head for just five minutes
Everything is done
Such a cozy room, the windows are illuminated
By the evening sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you, only for you
Our house, is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy ’cause of you
And now…
Now everything is easy ’cause of you
And now…
I’ll light the fire, while you place the flowers
In the vase that you bought today
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Graham Nash
Our House lyrics © Nash Notes
You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do?
Euphoria
The feeling so full
It can’t be contained
I have to tell Mom
. . .
Inconsolable
What’s your favorite candy?
Milk chocolate
Is this your favorite?
No
too sweet
White chocolate
Is this your favorite?
No
It is imposter chocolate
Dark chocolate
Is this your favorite?
* in the film Chocolat, Johnny Depp’s character’s favorite chocolate is hot chocolate. But that is a film, and although hot chocolate is delicious, it is not my favorite, and it is not candy. Give me a high-quality 70% or higher dark chocolate, and I am a happy girl. Nothing against Hershey’s, but Special Dark is not special. There’s too much sugar, and it is not smooth. Belgian chocolate is the absolute best.
And as a reminder, cacao pods grow from the trunk of the Theobroma cacao tree, and cocoa comes from the seed inside the pod. Seems that no one can agree if it’s a fruit, vegetable or a nut. Just remember this: it is health food.
Two songs came to mind while I was thinking of a response to this prompt. One was Candy Girl by New Edition – a the happy little bop that I know by heart.
The second song was Under the Milky Way by The Church. This is one of my favorite songs, and it has been since it was released. I am not sure why, but I can get lost in the smoothness of that song. See what I did there? Smoothness? Milky Way?
Have a sweet day, everyone.
Sometimes when this place gets kind of empty,
Sound of their breath fades with the light.
I think about the loveless fascination,
Under the milky way tonight.
Lower the curtain down in Memphis,
Lower the curtain down all right.
I got no time for private consultation,
Under the milky way tonight.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
And it’s something quite peculiar,
Something shimmering and white.
It leads you here despite your destination,
Under the Milky Way tonight.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
And it’s something quite peculiar,
Something shimmering and white.
Leads you here despite your destination,
Under the Milky Way tonight.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
Under the Milky Way tonight…
Under the Milky Way tonight…
Under the Milky Way tonight…
Under The Milky WayThe Church
Album Starfish
Year 1988
Do you need a break? From what?
Less losing everything
More gaining something
Less hurting people
Less getting hurt
More helping people
More being helped
More
Not
Less
The most important invention in your lifetime is…
I’m going to be a rebel. I choose migraine medications, Post It notes, the MRI machine and The Walkman.
Song I thought of while trying to come up with a response to this prompt:
She Blinded Me With Science – Thomas Dolby
It’s poetry in motion
She turned her tender eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony
Mm, but she blinded me with science
She blinded me with science
And failed me in biology, yeah-yeah
Now-uh, huh-huh
When I’m dancing close to her
Blinding me with science, science
Science
I can smell the chemicals
Blinding me with science, science
Science
Science
Mm no, but it’s poetry in motion
And when she turned her eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony
She blinded me with science
She blinded me with science
And failed me in geometry
When she’s dancing next to me
Blinding me with science, science
Science
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm
I can hear machinery
Blinding me with science, science
Science
Huh, it’s poetry in motion
And now she’s making love to me
The spheres are in commotion
The elements in harmony
She blinded me with science
She blinded me with science
And hit me with technology
Good heavens Miss Sakamoto, you’re beautiful
I, I don’t believe it
There she goes again
She’s tidied up and I can’t find anything
All my tubes and wires
Careful notes
And antiquated notions
But, it’s poetry in motion
And when she turned her eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony
Uh, she’s blinding me with science
She blinded me with science
She blinded me with
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Jonathan Kerr / Thomas Dolby
She Blinded Me With Science lyrics © Word Collections Publishing
How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life?
Every single thing that happens to us influences our perspective on life. Some large events affect us more. With the passage of time, we are granted the gift of wisdom. Hopefully we use what we’ve learned. People sometimes lament about getting older. The truth is, getting older is a privilege denied to many.
I have no deep philosophizing for this prompt. Instead, I thought of song lyrics to a accompany my response.
This song has always had a very mellow feel to me. It reminds me of another time. Maybe sitting on a school bus listening to the radio, heading to or from school. The other kids laughing and talking, throwing stuff over my head. The gym-like smell of the seats. Did other people have bus drivers who let them listen to the radio? Please let me know in the comments, because my bus was jamming.
Time (Clock of the Heart) – Culture Club
Don’t put your head on my shoulder
Sink me in a river of tears
This could be the best place yet
But you must overcome your fearsOh, in time
It could have been so much more
The time is precious I know
In time
It could have been so much more
The time has nothing to showBecause
Time won’t give me time
And time makes lovers feel
Like they’ve got something real
But you and me
We know we’ve got
Nothin’ but time
And time won’t give me time
Won’t give me time
(Time, time, time)Don’t make me feel any colder
Time is like a clock in my heart
Touch we, touch was the
Heat too much
I felt I
Lost you from the startOh, in time
It could have been so much more
The time is precious I know
In time
It could have been so much more
The time has nothing to showOh, in time
It could have been so much more
The time is precious I know
In time
It could have been so much more
The time has nothing to showSource: LyricFind
Songwriters: George O’Dowd / Jonathan Moss / Michael Craig / Roy Ernest Hay
Time (Clock of the Heart) lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CTM Publishing, Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc
Something on your “to-do list” that never gets done.
Let me start out by saying I have two to-do lists. The first one pertains to work, and that’s written on a sticky note. Everything on that one gets done for that day.
My second to-do list is a general household list, and vacuuming is the item that gets scratched off and added to the next day’s list, usually every day. Yesterday, I finally was able to scratch that off, though.
I keep a to-do list because it feels like an accomplishment to be able to cross off items. Many days I cannot do any of the things on my list, so when I am able to complete one (or all), I feel an extra boost of accomplishment by crossing them off.
One of the items on my list today is to get out in that late winter sunshine. Happy Saturday.
What’s your favorite thing to cook?
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