Day 36 : The Truth is…

You know you’re an adult when: Your first thought after you sit down on your new toilet seat is Huh, it has a different “butt-feel”.

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“The truth is” – An (almost) daily post where I share a truth. It could be something personal, it could be something funny, or something totally random…you never know what you are going to get.

Sometimes I just feel like putting things out there…and here seemed like the best place to do it.

Day 34 : The Truth is…

No matter how hard I try to leave early, I’m always late!

 

 

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“The truth is” – An (almost) daily post where I share a truth. It could be something personal, it could be something funny, or something totally random…you never know what you are going to get.

Sometimes I just feel like putting things out there…and here seemed like the best place to do it.

Day 33 : The Truth is…

My 3 year old says the funniest things!

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“The truth is” – A daily post where I share a truth. It could be something personal, it could be something funny, or something totally random…you never know what you are going to get.

Sometimes I just feel like putting things out there…and here seemed like the best place to do it.

Day 12 : The Truth is…

Sometimes I find joy in freaking/grossing out my 10 year old.

Like today, for instance, he comes running down the hall and bursts into the bathroom only to shriek in disgust at the sight of my backside as I am standing naked in front of the mirror waxing facial hair before my shower.

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Serves you right, son. Maybe this lesson will stick one of these days and you will remember to knock first!

It’s the little joys in life that get us through the day, am I right?

 

 

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“The truth is” is a new daily post where I share a truth. It could be  something personal, it could be something funny, or something totally random…you never know what you are going to get.

Sometimes I just feel like putting things out there…and here seemed like the best place to do it.

You Said It Was Ok…

 

“No! How could you?”

“What? It’s just a bat.”

“Why would you kill it though? Bats are wonderful, mysterious creatures”

“No they are not. They are disgusting.”

“That’s your justification?”

“They are also annoying and ugly.”

“Anything else?”

“They are pests. They come into your house unwanted. They make noise.”

“So all those reasons make it ok to kill?”

“Yes. I just can’t stand to be around them. Killing them is just a public service.”

“Oh. Ok. Good to know”

“Hey, what are you doing with that shovel?”

“The way I see it, I’m…..doing a public service.”

“Wait! ……..”

 

 

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Look at these adorable baby bats!!!!

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This bit of flash fiction is in response to April 12 Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch literary community.

The Prompt: “In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes a bat. You can use an association to the winged, cave-dwelling critter, or you can explore the word for other meanings. Bonus points for including a bat cave. Go where the prompt leads.”

*Disclaimer: I in no way condone the killing of people. This was just meant to be a light and humorous take on the prompt.

Conversations with a 3 year old – Fire Safety

Fire hydrant 114 CC2.0 Photo by Barb
Fire hydrant 114 CC2.0 Photo by Barb

“Mom, look what I made!” He holds up a play dough creation from a play dough mold.

“Oh, a fire hydrant.”

“Fire hydrant?”

“See, a fireman hooks up his hose here and then points it at the house and puts the fire out with the water.”

“But the house will burn all down.”

“Well hopefully he puts the fire out before that happens.”

“Yeah, but then we will have to clean up our house because it will be all wet and I don’t want to do that.”

“well then, lets not set our house on fire.”

“Yeah, let’s not,” he says shaking his head.

Writer’s Pet Peeve

Want to know something that drives me crazy? I can’t stand when people don’t follow the traditional 5-7-5 of Haiku. When I read one that doesn’t have the correct amount of syllables I have to hold my tongue typing hand and refrain from commenting. I realize that the modern haiku doesn’t have to follow the 17 syllables rule, but I do. I just have to repeat to myself, “Creative license, creative license. It will be ok. Just close the post and walk away.” (and no, I don’t always rhyme to myself…ok… that might be a lie.)

It’s just hard for me to let things go ya know?