This old gal…
Is not the ninja she likes to think she is…when danger called…instead of the old hi-yah chop chop…her super hero morphing…was more like that of a stooge…as in the mind your P’s and Q’s…Moe Larry and Curly…flail around…woop woop woop…kind of stooge… And that’s just what happened…tossing some trash in the bin…apparently ticked off a resident…living under the handle…felt a zing…on the top of the hand…tried to retreat…and that’s when Mr. Hornet…seemed to grow three sizes that day…and went on full attack… Couldn’t get away…wooped and flailed…slapped and flopped…screamed and cursed…stumbled over the Texas rock shrine…while Mr. Hornet…sunk into…the ankle… And so it was…this old stooge and Mr. Horney Toad down for the count…that hero of mine saving the day…with Raid…Gorilla glue…a bowl of Cheetos… And the sweet promise…to from now on…always take the garbage out…ok…not really…but we could…soitenly…work on that… Nyuk nyuk nyuk… And this brave husband of mine…might just agree…
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This old gal…
Was enjoying her morning coffee…that husband of hers…in the kitchen…humming…doing dishes…all the dishes…not just rinsing out his coffee cup…dishes… Is lots of help…makes the bed…does laundry…scrubs floors…but dishes…unless he’s home alone…not his thing…but this day…had been off from the get go…him…up at dawn…an hour and a half earlier than usual…greeting the cat…having coffee…watching the news… Then bypassed the cereal breakfast…for fried eggs and sausage…of which stunned coffee drinking me can hear…the actual wiping down of the grease splattered stove top…as she sips… And so it is…in life…celebrate those feel good days…a song in the heart…a pep in the step…and spread the joy… With a smile…a wave…a friendly word…or maybe even go so far…as giving an unexpected…delightful dish doing break …for the designated…daily dish doer… It will make their day… And this old gal…agrees… This old gal…
Was telling an engrossing story…about a student of hers…great kid…hard worker…reading was a challenge…tests even more so…wanted to work with the child…help read the questions…guide and teach test taking skills…but was met with resistance…from teachers…other students…calling it unfair…cheating… Turned to that listener of mine…expecting a reply…and so it came… How can people eat chili…without beans…how can chili even be considered chili…without beans…the conversation morphing into chili…the importance of beans…his fight to find good chili…that contains beans… And so it is…in life…those things…we’re passionate about…willing to fight for…those things…that make a difference for others…that make a difference…to us… Ran into that student…not long ago…all grown up…but still the same kid…thank you…they said…for all you did for me…I never would have made it…without you… And with that…teacher me…knew that battle…had been worth it… And this chili loving man of mine…agrees… |
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