Today we are once again thrilled to be pawticipating in YAM-Aunty's
Blog hop link at the end.
We selected lines 8, 12 and 16 from page 87 in a book as our prompts
Dishonorable Intentions by Stuart Woods
line 8: wrote them down
line 12:be more perfect
line 16:I looked forward to seeing
Word count: 356
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When I started working at NCSU (for the 2nd time) in 1988, I met a delightful young single
gal. Upon learning her name was Dee, I thought to myself no other name could be more perfect
for someone as full of life, always smiling just one of those folks I looked forward to seeing.
Dee was a whiz with numbers and accounting. I was NOT and she was good at explaining
grant proposals and all things mathematical. Early in our friendship, I noticed she had a tattoo on her ankle. I could tell it was a word; however, I tried not to stare as that didn't seem quite appropriate. In 1988 tattoos were rare. Then colder weather came she wore more slacks and I didn't notice it as much. After several months, there is was again staring at me. I finally asked,
Dee what were the letters tattooed on her ankle? She look at me with a twinkle in her eyes,
picked up her pencil and wrote them down.
Imagine my surprise when I saw that she had written the letters Dee
I rattled off a series of questions: Why in the world do you have your name on your ankle?
Do you forget it sometimes? Really there has to be a logical reasons...
It seems the answer was simple:
She said "when I go out, cute guys can see my name and we get past the awkward stuff in a hurry."
She assured me it was an excellent ice breaker.
This story came into My Mind's Eye the other day when I took this photo of my
pantry door. The light inside the pantry was on...I noticed how the items inside gave the
picture colors.
I've had a pantry for 33 years but up until about 2 years ago it was just a nondescript
wooden door.
Visitors would ask where is your trash can? I'd say in the pantry.
They would look for the pantry.
Much like Dee, labels aren't necessary but they are often helpful.
When the pantry light is on, it makes the frosty glass come alive.
The door also catches the sun early in the morning.
It is a blog hop....here
Flower Friday...
Our host are Rosy SassyPants, Mayor Arty and Prof. Jakey
oh dear me friends since the Fury of Florence came thru our area most flowers are gone..
even the ones at Garden Center were pitiful last Saturday.
Each Saturday after we have lunch, we ride thru a part of old Raleigh called
Country Club Hills. Most homes there are inherited not sold. However, every now and then
an older one will be torn down and a Mega Mansion will replace it.
Such as this one. AND this is just the side of the house. LOL
I just love vivid colors (surprise, surprise). Any child or even me would enjoy playing here on this elementary school play ground.
Word count: 356
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When I started working at NCSU (for the 2nd time) in 1988, I met a delightful young single
gal. Upon learning her name was Dee, I thought to myself no other name could be more perfect
for someone as full of life, always smiling just one of those folks I looked forward to seeing.
Dee was a whiz with numbers and accounting. I was NOT and she was good at explaining
grant proposals and all things mathematical. Early in our friendship, I noticed she had a tattoo on her ankle. I could tell it was a word; however, I tried not to stare as that didn't seem quite appropriate. In 1988 tattoos were rare. Then colder weather came she wore more slacks and I didn't notice it as much. After several months, there is was again staring at me. I finally asked,
Dee what were the letters tattooed on her ankle? She look at me with a twinkle in her eyes,
picked up her pencil and wrote them down.
Imagine my surprise when I saw that she had written the letters Dee
I rattled off a series of questions: Why in the world do you have your name on your ankle?
Do you forget it sometimes? Really there has to be a logical reasons...
It seems the answer was simple:
She said "when I go out, cute guys can see my name and we get past the awkward stuff in a hurry."
She assured me it was an excellent ice breaker.
This story came into My Mind's Eye the other day when I took this photo of my
pantry door. The light inside the pantry was on...I noticed how the items inside gave the
picture colors.
I've had a pantry for 33 years but up until about 2 years ago it was just a nondescript
wooden door.
Visitors would ask where is your trash can? I'd say in the pantry.
They would look for the pantry.
Much like Dee, labels aren't necessary but they are often helpful.
When the pantry light is on, it makes the frosty glass come alive.
The door also catches the sun early in the morning.
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| Madi loved exploring the pantry. |
It is a blog hop....here
Flower Friday...
Our host are Rosy SassyPants, Mayor Arty and Prof. Jakey
oh dear me friends since the Fury of Florence came thru our area most flowers are gone..
even the ones at Garden Center were pitiful last Saturday.
Each Saturday after we have lunch, we ride thru a part of old Raleigh called
Country Club Hills. Most homes there are inherited not sold. However, every now and then
an older one will be torn down and a Mega Mansion will replace it.
Such as this one. AND this is just the side of the house. LOL
I just love vivid colors (surprise, surprise). Any child or even me would enjoy playing here on this elementary school play ground.
I like this idea a lot , it#s clever to label things, even the ankle LOL
ReplyDeleteHari Om
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun remembrance - and a good one for FFF and FF!!! YAM xx
We love your story and it makes mom remember the pantry that she grew up with when she was a whole lot younger. What a fun and vibrant playground!
ReplyDeleteGreat story. Love the reason for the tatoo. Hope you all have a wonderful day and a good week end.
ReplyDeleteLove your pantry door! I have been thinking about a stencil for our pantry because I think people would wonder what door was our pantry door since it is across a little hall. But, shoot, why not just a new door???? CH will love this idea... Hahaha. I so love how you see the colors in things and enjoy the small things... I always say it's the little things that make us happy! Enjoyed your story about Dee and her tattoo! Sad about the flowers. I am always amazed at how many homes are torn down to build Mega Mansions! Good Morning!
ReplyDeleteGreat story about Dee. Love your pantry door.
ReplyDeleteThat is a very large house.
Hurricane Florence was a witch. Glad she got on her broom and finally left.
Take care and have a really good weekend.
That was fun! We have a pantry but we're not allowed in it at all.
ReplyDeleteI love your story - it's funny why Dee has her name on her ankle. Your pantry door is so classy! We had a pantry when I was a child... and I'd love to have one here. We do not have enough storage space in any room in our house!
ReplyDeleteThe playground is so inviting with its colors!
What a great story about DEE! And also the Pantry door is fabulous, I am pea green with envy! Wish I had more than a closet pantry (put in when I redid the kitchen a decade ago).
ReplyDeleteIs that Madi in the flowers by the McMansion? Will she be hiding regularly? It would be fun if she was hidden somewhere every day or once per week!
ReplyDeleteThe Hubby and I sometimes tangle over what we call certain rooms in the house! "The Front Room" seems to indicate several rooms...to him. Anyhow, labels just might help us out. I label him 'My ATM', because I carry a credit card, and he is cash-only. So, when I need some bills, he hands them over like at a bank machine...Hahahahaha!
ReplyDeleteWe love your story and think your pantry door is great. There aren't many flowers blooming around here either.
ReplyDeletePawsome story and even more pawsome pantry door!!
ReplyDeleteHugs, Madi's guy Raz and The Florida Furkids
We aren't sure we could ever get the Momster to get a tattoo, but we sure loved your tale.
ReplyDeleteAnd Mom loves that pantry door. She misses a pantry here.
Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
What a cute story on Dee's tattoo. I have always wanted to get a tattoo...but am too chicken ;-). I love the phrase "mega mansion"!
ReplyDeleteYour story reminded me of the pantry we had when I was a child. It was almost the size of a small kitchen. It is usually only the older houses in the UK that have a walk in pantry. I wish I had one!
ReplyDeleteOoooh, we love that pantry door! We refer to our pantry as "The Magic Closet" because LOTS of really interesting things are hidden behind that closed door!
ReplyDeleteYours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher
C:
ReplyDeletebehind de 8 ball two day but still wanted ta stop N say hi ~~~~~~~~~~~~~♥♥♥☺☺
That is a nice door, I like the added touch of Madi. I miss having a pantry, we had one in my childhood home. XO
ReplyDeleteWe like that pantry door. Our pantry is really just a big cupboard and there’s no sign on it at all.
ReplyDeleteNice pantry door! and enjoyed the story of Dee
ReplyDeletehugs
Hazel & Mabel
SQUEEE! I want that pantry door! When the grandbabies get older, I have already told my husband that I want that kind of door for my pantry. It is pantry perfect. ☺
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