Hidden Talents? … The Famous Lifeguard … Rolex Solves a Murder … and Other Rare Facts

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I think he should have included having a chocolate bar dispensed to you, along with your money.

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Everyone has some hidden talent that one would probably never guess. What is yours?

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With my sense of direction it would probably take me longer to reach the center. I would make sure to bring my husband with me.

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Apple can come knock on my door anytime!

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Who knew that owning a Rolex could be so important!

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Impressive! I wonder how the ones he saved felt years later when he became President!

Facing the Past

Everything was a blur. How could time go so fast? She had managed to put her past behind her, but now… it would soon be in her face again.

Cassie tossed and turned in her bed. There was a crack of light shining from underneath her window shade, which hadn’t been pulled down all the way last night. Dawn was slowly breaking, and Cassie did not feel well  rested.

Climbing into her soft,  fresh, laundered fushia sheets last night had felt heavenly. She had been exhausted last night and was sound asleep within seconds.

But then the haunting  dreams had come. Not a fun way to get tangled in the sheets.

In her dream, she had tried to get out of the house, but when she opened her front door, it was like she had stepped into the deep jungle! Her front porch was shadowed by tall, large, leafy plants. She couldn’t see through them.  If she stepped off the porch to go down the walk, there was a giant spider in a web blocking her path.

When she tried to go out her back door, it wasn’t a simple step outside. Instead, Cassie found herself looking up at a towering mountain that she would have to climb. Closing the door, she had sank to the floor in frustration  and confusion. What was going on?

She woke up, relieved that it was only a dream, but it wasn’t long before reality sunk in, and she knew what had inspired her bad dream.

All the memories of her past that she had tried to bury were back full force, now that Griffin would be back in town.

Cassie stepped out of her bed onto her cool hardwood floor. Staying in bed wasn’t going to slow down time so she may as well face the day.

Not being able to help herself, she peeked out her front door. Phew! There wasn’t any overgrown jungle with a huge spider blocking her path.

She got dressed in a tank top and shorts. Put on her new, Nike running shoes, grabbed some Gatorade and walked out the door to greet the day.

Feeling determined to chase her worries away, she took off running.

Five miles later, she stopped at the park. This was the perfect place to end her run. She sat down on the bench in front of the lake and admired the swans.

The park was quiet. There were only a few people in it this early in the morning. 

“Excuse me, Is this seat taken?”

Cassie turned her head and drew in a sharp breath. It was him!

“What are you doing here already? I didn’t expect to see you for another week.” Her peace from her run was evaporating quickly.

“I managed to come a week early. By the look on your face I can tell that you aren’t pleased by that.”

Cassie stood up. “Did you really expect me to be happy to see you ? I don’t have anything to say to you.”

Griffin looked down at the ground. “I am only asking for a chance.”

Shaking her head in disbelief, Cassie’s voice dripped with sarcasm, “A chance? Sure, why not give you a chance to ruin my life again!” She threw her hands in the air.

“You are unbelievable! Stay away from me!”

She glared. The fire in her eyes boring into him. Then she turned around and took off running.

Griffin stood there wth his hands in his pocket, wearing a solemn expression. This was going to be harder than he thought. He knew he messed up before, but after all this time, he thought she would have cooled off.

He wasn’t always the greatest judge of what women were thinking, but judging by the lasers that shot from Cassie’s eyes, he wouldn’t say that she cooled off.

Griffin shook his head. At least she didn’t have to serve as long of sentence as he did. He had been the one that had  stolen the money. Cassie  had only been his  getaway driver. Even if she hadn’t realized that until the cops pulled them over.

Oh well, she may come around. She couldn’t hold a grudge forever, could she?

Friday’s Super Short Stories!

May we never lose the awe and wonder of a child … Dance in the rain! https://youtu.be/mxmmvHsDeuI?si=8hOa4_kCRF9h6evL

When you realize that the burning smell in the dishwasher is due to a melted lid …

When you keep holding out for a YES! One can always HOPE!

The Friendship Adventure!

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Bubbles was relaxing on her rock, wondering what she was going to do today. She wanted to go on an adventure, but her friends were busy.

“Hi Catalina,” Bubbles called out to her friend, the mermaid, who swam by. She was on her way to teach summer school to the fish.

Gabby, one of Bubbles’ best friends, was one of Catalina’s students. Bubbles had warned her about talking in class all the time, but she hadn’t listened and now had work to make up.

Her friend, Cleo, the lobster, had a hurt claw, so he had to see the Dr. today.

Oh, Octavia was swimming towards Bubbles. Maybe they could do something fun today.

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“Hi Bubbles!”

“Hi! Would you like to come on an adventure with me today?”

“I am sorry. I wish I could, but I have an appointment at the salon for a manicure. Maybe tomorrow? Will see you later. Bye!”

Bubbles sighed. Maybe she would go up on land for a while and find an adventure waiting for her there.

Yes, that may be the answer. Her grandma Myrtle had told stories of all kinds of adventures that she had on land. Bubbles had often envied her grandma and the adventures she had.

Maybe today she would finally have a fun adventure.

And maybe not!

Bubbles let out a huff of frustration. She had been walking on land trying to find adventure, and so far, she had found nothing.

Nothing exciting ever happened to her.

What was that sound? Someone was crying. Bubbles looked around and didn’t see anyone at first. She headed down to the creek, for she was getting hot and needed to cool off in the water.

The sound of crying grew louder as Bubbles got closer to the creek. She was shocked to find a hippo crying.

Now, Bubbles has a caring heart and felt sad for the hippo. “Are you okay? My name is Bubbles. Can I help you?”

“Hi. I am Henrietta. I don’t know what I am going to do. I have a sore throat and can’t sing. I feel awful when I can’t sing. Singing makes me happy.” She looked at Bubbles with watery eyes.

A singing hippo? Could this be the same singing hippo that Grandma Myrtle had talked about?

“I am so sorry about your sore throat, and wish I knew how to help you. Did you ever meet a turtle named Myrtle?”

Henrietta’s eyes brightened when Bubbles mentioned Myrtle.

“Oh yes, Myrtle was a great friend to have. We had quite the adventures together. I miss her. Do you know her?”

“Yes, I do. She is a wonderful turtle.”

Bubbles smiled to herself. She had an idea, but first, she had to help Henrietta get over her sore throat.

“I want to help you. I am going to visit Dr Eel he may be able to give me something to cure your sore throat. Stay here, and I will be back as fast as I can.”

Gratitude glimmered in Henrietta’s eyes. “Thank you,” she whispered.

By the time Bubbles made it back to Dr Eel’s office, the Dr had almost slipped away. He was taking a break for lunch. Bubbles managed to catch him in the nick of time and told him about Henrietta.

“A singing hippo? Inconceivable!”

Vizzi the eel didn’t know what to think about a singing hippo. While filling a medicine bottle for Henrietta, he kept muttering “Inconceivable” to himself.

Bubbles was so excited about meeting Henrietta and hoped this medicine would work. She wanted to hear her sing!

It was starting to grow dark by the time Bubbles made it back to the creek. Henrietta was in the water and happy to see Bubbles.

“Here is some fish oil medicine for you. Swallow it three times a day, and you should be singing again in no time.”

“Thank you so much!”

Bubbles kept checking on Henrietta and was glad to see that the medicine was working. Henrietta was cheerful again, eager to start singing. Bubbles was having fun getting to know her. She was so jolly, and her vivacious personality was contagious. Bubbles couldn’t help but be happy when she was around her.

They agreed to meet around noon the next day, and then Henrietta would sing for her. Bubbles couldn’t wait. She was going to bring a special surprise along with her, for Henrietta.

The next morning, Bubbles and Myrtle were walking in the meadow. She had convinced her grandma to come out in the sun for a while and stretch her legs. Myrtle had no clue about the surprise that awaited her.

Oh, no! What was that sound? It sounded like someone was in pain.

The sound grew louder as they headed through the meadow.

“Grandma! We need to find whoever is making this noise. They have to be hurt.”

Myrtle’s eyes twinkled with laughter. “They aren’t hurt at all. Keep walking and look straight ahead. There is only one thing that can make that beautiful sound!”

Bubbles was speechless! Had her grandma lost her mind. Beautiful sound??

Oh wow! Bubbles couldn’t believe where the horrible sound was coming from. Henrietta was standing not far from them, surrounded by flowers, with her mouth open wide. She was singing.

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“Myrtle! My friend!” Henrietta stopped singing and bent down to give Myrtle an enthusiastic greeting.

“I can’t believe it! What a fantastic surprise to see you.” Myrtle said.

They both thanked Bubbles profusely for surprising them.

Perhaps Henrietta’s singing was nothing like Bubbles had imagined. But seeing the sweet friendship between Henrietta and her grandmother brought all her all the joy she needed.

Meeting Henrietta had proven to be a super-cali-fragilistic-expi-alidoces adventure indeed! Not only could Henrietta sing, but she also knew big words! Bubbles couldn’t wait for Henrietta to teach her more of them.

Meeting Mr Darcy?

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This was the perfect place to hide away and read. The sweet aroma of the flowers surrounded Bethany as she read, where no one could disturb her.

“So this is where you are. A rose sitting among the flowers.”

Graham gave her a wide smile, showing off his golden tooth. He was proud of that tooth. So much for thinking she had found the perfect hiding spot. Her heart sank.

“Good morning, Graham.” Bethany kept her face in her book, thinking he would get the message that she didn’t want to be disturbed.

“It’s a good morning indeed, sweet Bethany. Would you care to come on a walk with me?”

Did she look like she wanted to take a walk? Oh, how could he be so clueless. It seemed that no matter how much she refused to show interest in him, he kept pursuing her, like a hound dog.

She didn’t respond. Instead, she kept reading. Surely, he would get the hint.

He snatched the book out of her hand. Her jaw dropped. How dare he!

Reading the page she had been on, he closed the book but held onto it. He held it up high, out of her reach.

“I can assure you I will be much more interesting than whoever this Mr Darcy character is.”

Bethany almost choked on her laughter. There was no comparison between Graham and the handsome, eloquent Mr Darcy.

He held out his hand to her. She had no choice but to take it. The insufferable man had her book in his other hand down by his side.

But she let go of his hand when they started walking. She would walk beside him, but she didn’t need to hold his hand.

They started walking down the garden path, and Graham gave the book back to her. She felt like turning around now that she had her book back, but she figured that a little walk with Graham would be okay. It was a pleasant day to enjoy the sunshine and beautiful flowers.

“Have I ever told you the story of how I got my golden tooth?”

“Yes,” she thought of saying , “many times,” but let it go. It didn’t matter he would tell him anyway. He liked the sound of his own voice. Bethany guessed that his voice echoed inside of his head. Probably too much empty space. Oh, she should be kinder, but … why couldn’t the guys in her novels be real.

Her mind went back to Mr Darcy and what he had said to Elizabeth before Graham had snatched her book away.

“What do you think?”

Bethany didn’t know what to say, she hadn’t heard the question. Graham had been droning on about his golden tooth and how he got it after his original tooth had been knocked out. He was on a ladder trying to rescue a stray kitty from a tree, and he fell. But he now has a cat as a pet. That was one thing he had going for him. He liked animals.

If she was totally honest with herself, maybe he did have other positive attributes. She often was running from his advances , not giving him a real chance.

Graham stopped walking and turned to face Bethany. “My feelings will not be repressed any longer. You must allow me to tell you how much I ardently admire you.”

Bethany was dumbfounded. Had he really quoted a passage from Jane Austen’s book Pride and Prejudice?”

It wasn’t the passage that her book had been opened to when he snatched her book away.

“You appear shocked, my lady. Do you think that men can’t appreciate Jane Austen’s writings as well?”

“Ummm…no….I..I..You….took me by surprise, that is all.”

“You have bewitched me body and soul, and I do not wish to be parted.” Graham replied.

Bethany smiled. She didn’t know what to say. Perhaps she had misjudged him.

“So, back to my question. Would you grace me with your company for dinner tonight?I will pick you up at 6?”

She hesitated but said yes. She would finally give him a chance.

He took her hand in his and gave it a soft kiss. “Parting is such sweet sorrow, but I shall see you before tomorrow. “

Bethany let out a small giggle. Was Graham actually trying to be charming? Had her assumption of him been all wrong?

She bid him goodbye and found herself looking forward to the evening ahead. A guy that read Jane Austen couldn’t be all bad.

Graham was elated. It had worked. A little time spent reading and memorizing the highlighted phrases in his sister’s books had got Bethany’s attention. Now, if only he could keep it. Time would tell.

Tuesday’s Thoughts!

Happy Tuesday! Hope this week has started off on a good note for you. That you will find answers to your questions and be able to find peace in the things you can’t control. Thank you for all the smiles you bring my way each day. I hope you enjoy the following quotes and stay cool with ice cream or keep warm with some hot coffee, depending on what season you are in. As for me, an iced coffee sounds really good today.

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The Race For Shoes

This is the conclusion to Time for Tea

The tea was really sweet. Poor MAlabaster was trying his best to be polite and drink it. He looked like he was in pain as he swallowed the last gulp.

“This tea is delicious.” CandyCane thanked Miss Dorinda as she poured more into her teacup.

Flash liked the tea but would have preferred it to be iced tea. Snowball was happy to drink his ice-cold water.

“So, tell me where you all are from and what you do?”

The friends looked at each other. They couldn’t tell the truth. Their work was top secret, plus she wouldn’t believe them anyway.

“What is a Whangdoodle?” Snowball spoke up, trying to distract her.

Miss Dorinda’s eyes sparkled. “Whangdoodles are special.  They are always right within your reach.”

The elves looked around the room, but they didn’t see any. What did she mean?

“I typically have tea with a group of Whangdoodles, but you came today, so I excused them to go out and play.”

Nodding their heads, the elves weren’t quite sure what to say. Were they all in the backyard?

“I probably should go check on Peanut. She is in the backyard with the Whangdoodles. Do you want to come with me to see them?”

They were really getting hungry, but how could they tell her no.

The song “Santa Claus is coming to town” started playing on CandyCane’s phone.

Miss Dorinda gave CandyCane a strange look as she tried to silence her phone.

Flash started singing as CandyCane walked outside to talk to Santa.

The sounds of off-key singing filled the house when Candy Cane walked back in. Flash had everyone singing “Jingle Bells.”

They stopped when CandyCane entered the room. Well, everyone except Miss Dorinda stopped. She was still singing at the top of her lungs. 

“Don’t stop now!” Miss Dorinda said.

CandyCane walked over to her.  “Thanks so much for being the perfect host and for the delicious tea, but something has come up, and we must go now. I am sorry.”

The other elves stood up quickly. They were eager to hear what Santa had wanted. Why had he called CandyCane?

They each thanked Miss Dorinda again and then headed outside. When they all were away from the house and walking back to the hotel, CandyCane spoke.  “We have to go back to the NorthPole tonight.”

“Why? We were supposed to have two weeks of vacation. It’s only been a few days.” said Snowball. The others nodded their heads in agreement.

“I know, and Santa is sorry, but he needs us. Jinx and Jangle lost the reindeer!”

“How could they lose the reindeer??”

All of the elves were totally ferhoodled over this news, and no one said anything for a little while as they kept walking.

Then Alabaster spoke up. “Lost reindeer or not, I am STILL hungry.”

Everyone laughed, and they made sure to stop at the next restaurant that they saw.

The tacos hit the spot. Alabaster felt much better after eating his salmon taco.

“Why would you put fish in a taco?” questioned CandyCane, giving Alabaster a weird look.

They may have differed on the types of tacos, but they all agreed that Torchy’s Tacos were the best they ever had. They also agreed not to say anything to Chef Salvo back at the Noeth Pole. He was proud of his tacos.

The restaurant was busy, and while they were waiting for the check, CandyCane stacked up the dishes. Then she did the same thing wth the glasses. The others were used to her doing this every time they went to a restaurant.

“I think you missed your calling as a waitress.” Alabaster said.

Snowball scoffed at the idea. “Not sure about that. Waitresses are supposed be friendly and polite, not calling names or throwing things.”

“What are you saying doolally?” CandyCane asked as two icecubes flew across the table.

“Ouch!” Flash yelled.

She was holding her thumb.

“Its OK, only a paper cut this time.” Flash said.

“A paper cut? How did you get a paper cut?” Snowball asked.

“On the napkin.”

Alabaster put his face in his hands. Couldn’t take these friends out anywhere without something happening! But life would be boring without them.

After getting a little more sightseeing in, they headed back to the hotel to pack.

“Hey, there’s another armadillo.” Flash said.

“Where?” CandyCane asked. She had been looking at a lizard. Didn’t have lizards in the North Pole.

“Over here! Come quick.”

CandyCane headed toward her friends.

“Opps! It ran back to its hole. It must be afraid of you.”

“Pfffft! Crazy armadoolally! I think you all are seeing things.”

“Don’t worry, I got a picture of it this time. I can prove it’s real.” Alabaster said.

They swam in the pool at the hotel for a bit, and then Snowball needed a nap while CandyCane and Flash went shopping. Flash needed new shoes, and they had seen a sign advertising a sale. They told the guys they would meet them at the airport.

“Last call for boarding…”

“There they are!” Alabaster and Snowball were relieved to see the girls running to the gate.

CandyCane was panting when they took their seats in the plane. “I will never run again!”

Flash laughed, “It was only four miles.”

“Water, please,” CandyCane said to the stewardess when she passed by.

“It was worth the run for the deal on ten pairs of shoes!”

The guys groaned! They would never understand women and shopping.

Then Snowball put his hands in the air, saying, “Dagnabbit! We never found out what a Whangdoodle was.”

It looked like that mystery would have to wait. For now, they needed to get back to the North Pole and figure out what happened to Santa’s missing reindeer.

A Dummy posing as a Dummy…The Stone Violin … Music that Tastes Good … and Other Facts!

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It looks great but I am not sure how beautiful the sound would be if I tried to play it.

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I still wouldn’t say “Here kitty and try to pet it..”

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I am not sure that listening to my favorite music would help redbeets taste good or tomatos!

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Trying to pronounce that word may freeze my brain!

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So posing as a dummy proved to be a dumb thing for him to do.

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Never challenge an ostrich to a race!

Time for Tea

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He opened his eyes, and it was all  white out. “Looks like we had a blizzard overnight!”

THUNK! A pillow hit him in the head.

“Hey! What was … Oh, it’s sunny outside.” Snowball said once he got out of bed and stood up.

CandyCane rolled her eyes. “Yes, we are on summer vacation, remember? You woke up facing the white wall, doolally.”

Santa’s four elves were taking a break from the North Pole and visiting Texas. It was mighty hot, which they were thrilled about.

“Why couldn’t Santa move his workshop  to Texas?” Alabaster wondered. “I wouldn’t mind living here.”

Flash, wasn’t sure about that. The heat was pleasant for a change, but she didn’t think she could live here.

“What are we going to see today?” Flash asked.

“It depends if we make it out of the hotel room before noon.” CandyCane said.

The three of them looked at the closed bathroom door. Every morning, they waited on Alabaster. His hair routine always took a while.

Snowball gave a proud smile. “You don’t have to worry about me messing with my hair.”

“True” stated Flash, but you better put sunscreen on the top of your head, or we will be calling you Rudolph. The sun has quite a big target to shine on.

“Real funnny!” Snowball threw a pillow at Flash, but it hit Alabaster as he walked out of the bathroom.

“Uh-oh! I think it knocked one of his  hairs  out of place.” CandyCane and Flash laughed.

It was fun being on vacation with friends and not having to work. Though Santa was the best boss that anyone could ask for and no one made better cookies than Mrs Claus.

It wasn’t long before they were outside  and walking through town. They were trying to save money and not take cabs everywhere.

Flash was wishing for her bike after they had walked for several miles. They had walked out of town and were enjoying the beauty of wildflowers and butterflies.

CandyCane saw a real pretty pink flower that she reached out to touch.

“Be careful!” Alabaster cautioned.

“It’s a prickly pear cactus.”

CandyCane listened when she got closer and saw the thorns.

“Look at that! Never saw anything like it before.”

Alabaster and Flash turned to look at what Snowball was talking about.

CandyCane took a few photos of the Prickly Pear cactus and then walked over to the others.

“What were you talking about, Snowball? What did you see?”

“A really cool armadoolally!” Snowball said.

“Armadillo” Alabaster corrected him. “But you missed it. It scurried away right before you got here.”

“I am going to wait and see if it comes back.”

They all waited for a bit, then gave up and kept walking.

The sun was sparkling off the water of a lake that laid ahead of them. They took turns skipping stones. Flash won. Her stones traveled so lightly across the water. The guys picked up stones that were too heavy, and they were quick to sink.

CandyCane was busy looking for the mysterious armadillo that everyone had supposedly seen. Maybe they were tricking her.

After spending a little longer at the lake, they walked on.

“What was that sound?” Flash asked.

“Sounded almost like a mountain lion.”

Alabaster’s cheeks flushed. His stomach rumbled again.

“There’s your mountain lion.” Candycane said to Snowball. “I think we  better find a restaurant soon.”

They all laughed and were wondering if they should turn back when they saw a weird looking house on the corner.

“Well, maybe we could get some tea from that house, being that it’s shaped like a teapot.” Suggested Flash.

Feeling curious, they walked up to the house and knocked on the door. A lady answered it and didn’t seem at all surprised to see four elves at her door.

“Hi! I am Miss Dorinda, come on in. I am always happy to have guests. I will put a pot of tea on.  Do you all like tea?”

“A cup of ice cold water would be fine for me.” Snowball said.

“Have a seat in my dining room and I will be in shortly. Then you all can tell me a little about yourselves and what you do.” She clapped her hands together. 

“I am going to have a tea party. This is so exciting.” She said to herself as she walked into the kitchen.

The friends looked at each other, Miss Dorinda appeared to be really happy. She must not get company often.

They agreed that they would share some tea with her and then find a restaurant for lunch.

A few minutes later, she came walking out carrying the teapot and said. “Tell me, have any of you ever seen a Whangdoodle?”

What kind of place was Texas, and what kind of lady was Miss Dorinda ? They had never heard of Whangdoodles before.

“Is that like an armadoolally?” Asked Snowball.

“Armadillo!” They all said in unison.

*To be continued …*

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Friday’s Super Short Stories!

Summer makes me more of a morning person … Enjoying the outdoors and being serenaded by the birds, before it gets too hot!

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 What 4 words does every woman want to hear? Share your answer in the comments. Mine are, “Let’s fly somewhere ” Or “Let’s get a dog.” Or “Don’t worry about supper.” 

May you have some peaceful moments of beauty this weekend. Enjoy the short video clip. https://youtu.be/6hyLdfYIcxI?si=ce2JgN00-w27MrVQ