Today's post is a Double Header! My Best of Boomer Blogs AND Poetry Monday!
First, this week's BBBs!
Laurie’s son
Patrick came into the kitchen, his face worried. “I caught a mouse in the
basement.” She looked at him and shrugged. Mice came into her house all the
time, part of life in the Connecticut woods. “Put it out,” she said. He looked
at her like she’d just spoken Swahili. “How do I do that?” Laurie sighed. Time
to teach her oldest the ways of
humane animal relocation.
Do you have any memorable vacations? How about any memorable
vacations that people outside of your friends and family might be talking
about? That's what happened to Jennifer, of Unfold and Begin, when she
and her family were vacationing in Maine. In What's
One of Your Memorable Vacations, she shares the hilarious results.
Watch
out for scam emails, texts, and phone calls that say your Social Security
number will be suspended, warns Rita R. Robison, consumer and personal finance
journalist. Robison received an email saying her number was going to be terminated
within 48 hours. You’ll never guess who “signed” the email.
And now me!
The shirt was worn out. It had to go.
But those buttons still had life and could definitely be re-purposed.
But while Diane was about to fetch the snips and do a proper job, Husby took matters into his own hands.
With spectacular results.
And that's a wrap!
I hope you enjoyed these wonderful bloggers as much as I do!
And now Poetry Monday: Un-Lost
Some years have passed since this took place,
But still, this story has a space,
It was the first time Husby showed,
This knack he has when on the road.
We’d flown to Boston, rented there
A car to take us everywhere,
To Boston Common we would go,
And see the things it had to show.
I had the map, seemed apropos,
While Husby manned the ‘stop-and-go’,
I studied closely--no mistake,
The ramp we two must shortly take.
It came and went, to my dismay,
I scratched my head, said, “That’s okay.
There is another route will do…
Turn there on number 42!”
Again I watched it pass us by,
I gave my man the evil eye,
And struggled to find other ways
To reach our target place this day.
Instruction Husby did ignore,
(It made his wife a little sore!)
And though this town he did not know,
Found on his own the place to go.
Disgusted, I just tossed the map,
Refrained from giving him a slap,
And made a very solemn vow
To never navigate. No how!
In England, he proved once again,
Without a map, he had the ‘ken’,
That even overseas, his skills,
Would work just fine o’er moor and hill.
We’ve traveled lots, we’re still alive,
I simply sit and let him drive,
It’s peaceful merely knowing that
Getting lost ain’t on the map!
But still, this story has a space,
It was the first time Husby showed,
This knack he has when on the road.
A car to take us everywhere,
To Boston Common we would go,
And see the things it had to show.
While Husby manned the ‘stop-and-go’,
I studied closely--no mistake,
The ramp we two must shortly take.
I scratched my head, said, “That’s okay.
There is another route will do…
Turn there on number 42!”
I gave my man the evil eye,
And struggled to find other ways
To reach our target place this day.
(It made his wife a little sore!)
And though this town he did not know,
Found on his own the place to go.
Refrained from giving him a slap,
And made a very solemn vow
To never navigate. No how!
Without a map, he had the ‘ken’,
That even overseas, his skills,
Would work just fine o’er moor and hill.
I simply sit and let him drive,
It’s peaceful merely knowing that
Getting lost ain’t on the map!
With poetry, we all besought
To try to make the week begin
With gentle thoughts,
Perhaps a grin?
So Karen, Charlotte, Mimi, me
Have crafted poems for you to see.
And now you’ve read what we have wrought…
Did we help?
Or did we not?
Next week, please join us here again...
We'll be discussing clocks 'bout then!
Thinking of joining us for Poetry Monday?
We'd love to welcome you!
Topics for the next few weeks
(with a huge thank-you to Mimi, who comes up with so many of them!)...
Get lost (January 16) Today!
Clocks (January 23)
Time (January 30)
Frozen Yogurt (February 6)
Random Acts of Kindness (February 13)
Be Humble (February 20)
Pineapple (February 27)
Cookies (March 6)
Butterflies (March 13)
Buzzards (March 20)
Celebrating Earth Day(March 27)
The only people who don't get lost in Boston are those who live there!!
ReplyDeleteAnd my Husby! ;)
DeleteOh that poem, Diane!! I mean. I only could wish for such a driving partner.
ReplyDeleteI do rent him out on occasion...or you could use a GPS, it doesn't talk back...
DeleteThe same is NOT true here. My partner has less than no location sense.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if Husby gives lessons...?
DeleteYour husby drove in Boston? And survived? Wow.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing! Boston was always fun to drive in, especially when the Big Dig was going on and you never knew which exit still existed and what replaced it.
ReplyDeleteThose blogs sound amazing, i'll try to get to as many as i can.
ReplyDeleteYour Husby has a knack. Mine isn't quite that good, but i don't get lost often and when i do, i just turn around and try to figure it out. Usually i get there anyway.
Thanks for the round up, Diane. I love this poem because I can so relate. My husband and I have had endless arguements and honestly that woman on the GPS only adds to the chaos! ;)
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