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Topic: What are you listening to right now?
Posted: 11 Nov 2019 18:20

https://www.youtube.com/embed/sjCw3-YTffo

Topic: That song that just puts you in a good mood...
Posted: 11 Nov 2019 18:17

https://www.youtube.com/embed/Dl5usKhGz60

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 11 Nov 2019 18:08

It was 70 and sunny here today. Tomorrow rainy and cold. Thankfully got the roof and critter situation sorted out in time.

Apparently I am having Thanksgiving at my house again this year. No surprise there but this year's numbers will be much lower. Last year I think I had 20 or so people. Just ten of us this year, so far.

I'll have ginger ale and be curled up under a comfy blanket in the corner getting some reading done.

Cheers Everyone!

Topic: This or That
Posted: 10 Nov 2019 02:26

Chocolate

Apple pie or pumpkin pie?

Topic: This or That
Posted: 09 Nov 2019 10:37

I adored Green Acres growing up.

Hee Haw or Laugh-In? (I know I am showing my age)

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 09 Nov 2019 10:33

I'm not a coffee or tea drinker. Even on the coldest of winter days, I prefer an ice-cold drink.

I love biscuits with sausage and gravy. My husband is Canadian (Newfoundland) and he refers to biscuits as buns. Especially tea buns which are basically a biscuit with raisins.

Continuing to deal with home repairs, organizations and remodels. While cleaning out the attic discovered a leak in the roof and a squirrel. After I stopped screaming I managed to chase it out the window. Even though it was a second story drop the squirrel ran off and up a tree and proceeded to chatter at me. He's fine. Today we try to figure out the roof situation. Hopefully, it is just the ridge vent which looks like it was bent up, probably by an animal.

I know I am alone in enjoying the cold weather. I am more energetic in brisk weather.

I hope everyone is healthy or healing. I'll take a Coke to enjoy before I get back to work.

Cheers!

Topic: Today's Thought or Message
Posted: 04 Nov 2019 18:27

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Topic: This or That
Posted: 04 Nov 2019 18:16

Jerry


The Adam's Family or the Munsters?

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 03 Nov 2019 18:10

A Sunday school class with you telling Scamp adventures sounds like a fabulous idea. I'm sure the kids loved it.

On Saturday we took out our boat for the day. It started off cool but was very nice in the sun. I feel truly at home on the water. Didn't catch any fish but that's okay.

Today I got back to tackling my attic. I didn't have the energy before. I made a lot of progress. Next weekend we are tearing out our master bathroom and redoing the entire space. I will finally get my soaking tub. We had been waiting to do it until all three boys were out of school and we had paid off our mortgage. It's time for me now. I may never get out of the new tub once it is done.

I hope everyone is doing well.

I'll have a Sprite and see if any goodies are left.


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Topic: This or That
Posted: 31 Oct 2019 22:11

Giving gifts

Go see a play or a musical?

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Stories Published By gillianleeza All Stories »

Recommended Read Learning to Fly

Dear Dad, I should have done this so much sooner but I am a procrastinator as you well know. Sharing my thoughts with you now is the very least I can offer. Soon you won't remember my words and perhaps not even my face. Fate is cruel, stealing your memories but leaving your body healthy and intact. From the time I was little I always felt safe with you. We had so much fun and not always...

Added 20 Sep 2017 | Category Memoirs | Votes 15 | Avg Score 5 | Views 787 | 13 Comments

Recommended Read Snowstorm

Anticipation is high for the first snow of the year Trips to the store, for bread, milk and more Everyone feeling a bit anxious, maybe a bit of fear Checking my supply of batteries, the seals around doors Weather forecasters in their own heavenly bliss Staying up around the clock, inches first, then feet My hubby and I get ready for bed and share a night kiss With that much snow, we need...

Added 27 Jan 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 803 | 9 Comments

See Saw Soul

my soul to use any word spirals around and I cry backed into a corner it just wants to fly it loves and hates longing for space to live in peace not run in circles and race envying others lives watching them spin happy and content why is my skin so thin a recipe for happiness does it even exist here the entirety of my life searching drowning in fear no more doctors nor pills a formula...

Added 05 Mar 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 627 | 8 Comments

Misery Loves Company

As a parent, you warn your kids about the dangers of the world.  Hopefully, they grow up safe and sound, after heeding your good advice. I had managed to do just that, I raised three boys to their mid-twenties and they are good men.  I proudly passed on my sense of humor and sarcastic outlook on life to them. I was not aware that I had passed on one other thing.  The idea that if you are...

Added 04 Nov 2017 | Category Memoirs | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 711 | 10 Comments

We Always Go On

You used to worship and love all parts of me, do you still? Easy to do when things were tight firm and new Staring in my mirror, I see So many scars, flaws, surely you do too? Approaching from behind a kiss placed at the base of my neck Shh, stop, now's not the time I feel your lips travel and taste their way down to a scar on my arm Lingering, I try to pull away from you Hands turn me...

Added 25 Apr 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 536 | 8 Comments

Heart Flutters

A heart flutters Sit, wait, watch wonder Window sill a bird mutters Eyes please open, see Fingers touch, pulse strong Light return to me Hours, days, each pass Smells assault from this place This surely not the last Beep, a small change Sounds, a voice says my name Feet running, feelings range Relief, guilt all mixed up Back to me, the bird leaves Confusion, I offer you a cup ...

Added 10 Mar 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 671 | 8 Comments

Nighttime

It often starts with a small sound Maybe a little putt, putt or a sigh Some nights a freight train comes round I'm tired and need sleep, but no, I cry I do have choices, move to another room A pillow over my head, maybe earplugs too It's worse now that everything is in bloom Allergies, apnea, find out, but no not you I wander through most days, eyes bleary Love only goes so far, until...

Added 15 Jun 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 656 | 7 Comments

We Remember

When I am ashes upon the shelf Will you remember me When you feel your skin tingle Will you remember me When you sense a breath in your ear Will you remember me When you see my toothbrush by the sink Will you remember me When you see my pictures Will you remember me I saw your name written in a book And I remembered I inhaled the scent from your clothes And I remembered ...

Added 28 Nov 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 593 | 7 Comments

Gillian and the Three Mole Stories

Mole Story One I can't recall when I first realized I had a mole under my arm. It was located in the center of my armpit. Early grade school is my best guess. For the most part, I was blissfully unaware of its presence. Doctors had assured my Mother that it was harmless and there was no need to remove it. It was in third grade that my awareness of it became more pronounced. In those...

Added 06 Jul 2017 | Category Memoirs | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 549 | 7 Comments

The Death of G-Man, Say it Isn't So

I wasn't raging my attire was making me cranky. The Glad lady shows poor manners and tries to undo my dress or so I thought. What is she doing? Through the haze that lingers in the air, I see my beloved fall to the floor. This can't be the end! "Sergeant do something! Zip up, do your job, call for help and arrest her." I continue to sob and not rage. But miracles do happen. I see my...

Added 03 Feb 2018 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 384 | 6 Comments

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