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on a sunny, breezy day I will do an extra laundry and throw in my clean bed linen just so I can have fresh air scented sheets to lie in.
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instead of doing laundry, I will buy new socks or underwear. I'll need to buy them eventually.
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I will simply throw the cat food at her dish if she doesn't get out of my way. The bits on the floor are just as tasty as the ones in the bowl.
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I will put 1/4" of Nutella on a piece of bread that also has a good portion of butter. It's even tastier than straight out of the jar.
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though not usually in summer, I will have only candles burning for light all evening, in every room I'm using.
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the glow from the television and computer screen is the only light I use to get around the room.
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I need more light to see.
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I will spend an evening watching TMZ, Entertainment Tonight and ET Canada.
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I will spend an evening not recognizing, or knowing who those people are on TMZ, Entertainment Tonight or ET Canada.
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I don't bother closing the balcony door, even when I'm sleeping.
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other wildlife will wander in through the open balcony door.
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ReplyDeleteI buy entirely too many socks - and rarely underwear... at least until the situation becomes dire.
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ReplyDeleteI walk on the wrong side of the street and I get splashed by inconsiderate car drivers.
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ReplyDeleteI wish the people who I care about the most weren't so fickle.
Love the two comments about TMZ...and that is exactly why I don't watch. It is just watching strangers. LOL
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ReplyDeleteI have chicken frankfurters for lunch and cover them with way more ketchup and mustard then could possibly be healthy for one meal.
What wildlife comes in through your open balcony door? Inquiring squirrels would like to know.
ReplyDeleteHahaha, laughing at you, and the comments too.
ReplyDeleteThank you all for playing along!
ReplyDeleteand Ruth: that was just part one; I thought of many more as I lay tryng to sleep this afternoon.
LGS: Interesting you should be the one to ask.
Apart from the usual flying things ... squirrels, no less! I used to live in a great, old apartment house in Toronto that had no screens, they would make their way into my kitchen and help themselves. I got those screens you fit in under the sash window and the beggars just chewed though them and pushed the mesh out the way. I once found one drinking from the toilet next to the balcony door before I bought a screen door.
You are so funny... Just what I needed!! thanks!!
ReplyDeleteSometimes I come across a blog post that is so compelling that I have to read it and reread it. This was such a post. Sometimes poetry can take ordinary,everyday life and frame it beautifully like it did this post. You have really cool ways of observing life!
ReplyDeleteGwen: I'm glad to make you laugh.
ReplyDeleteUnder: I'm blushing...
Okay. I need to see if I wrote a post about my friend John, the toilet and the drowned squirrel.
ReplyDeleteI like the violet song above, and also thins list of sometimes. Except for the part about nutella, which I find inedible.
ReplyDeleteRobin: squirrels make good stories
ReplyDeleteCitizen: more Nutella for me. I am addicted.