
“Is it Halloween already?” I watch the truck full of hay bales rolls through the normally tiny sleepy French town.
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“Is it Halloween already?” I watch the truck full of hay bales rolls through the normally tiny sleepy French town.
Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Belle” →This week on Truthful Tuesday, hosted by Thoughts and Theories, asks:
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Is it?
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Good morning or afternoon and welcome. Coffee?
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“I’m telling you, he isn’t a good man.” Her sister’s words came echoing in her brain as she crouched lower behind the shrubs. Despite the roaring river beside her, all she could hear was her heart’s thump of terror.
“Oh Val, where are you?” Her boyfriend sing-songed, cracking his knuckles. “Come out and play. You know you want to.”
Val gulped, pondering whether she should jump into the swift water and get it over with. It was then she heard a loud wham and a dull thud. “Val,” came her sister’s voice. “What did I tell ya? He’s no good.”
(100 words)

Haven’t do one of these in a while, this week, it is 5 ways to enjoy apples. Here are my top 5:
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Are human beings required to better themselves and will doing that make them happier?
I don’t think humans are required to do anything that they don’t want to do. I think if it’s required, doing it won’t necessary make them happier, if anything, it might have the opposite effect. With that said, based on my personal experience, self improvement or “bettering” ourselves often comes voluntarily, not forced. I think, as we age and become wiser, we will unconsciously self-improve.

Is it easier to love or to be loved?
In my opinion, to love is easier than to be loved. It’s a control mechanism, I think. We can control what to love or who to love or who we want to love back but to be love is out of our control. It’s the other individual who chooses whether or not we should be loved.
Outside traumatic brain injury, can memories be completely erased?
Um, yeah, by drugs, by very powerful high-tech machines. I recently saw an episode in a TV show where this guy’s memory was wiped due to an over-dosage of a drug.
Is there such a thing as a good death?
Having been through a near-death experience as a pre-teen, I have grown very fascinated with the concept of death over the years. If you read my flash fictions and short stories, you’d know I write about death quite a bit. Perhaps it’s got something with losing a few family members when I was young or maybe that near-death experience just stuck with me. If you ask me, I’d say, “yes, a good death exists when there is no pain such as when a person slips away in his or her sleep.”
and one ‘silly’ one because the former questions were fairly serious: What do you imagine is inside a baseball?
I’d imagine there’d be a hard core like the Earth.
I’m on time this week, for once. This week on Truthful Tuesday, hosted by Thoughts and Theories, asks:
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Mondays are always hard (well, no duh!) especially when one forgets that she set a vibrating alarm on her watch and it goes off right on the dot. This alarm got me jumping out of bed this morning despite being sore all over. It put me in panic mode and I hate it.
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“He tried to fly before he could ride a bike.” The homeless old man said.
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On this week’s Blogging Insights – New Format #6, the following quote is given:
Continue reading “Blogging Insights – New Format #6” →I’m a day late for Truthful Tuesday this week but better late than never, right? This week on Truthful Tuesday, hosted by Thoughts and Theories, asks:
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Can you parallel park (if you drive)? If you don’t drive, can you still skip?
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I was glad to see the sun be back to its yellow shining self this morning despite still seeing a little bit of haze linger in the air.
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“I had a great night,” I say with a smile glued my face.
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7-15-2021 When you just need to forget the world for a few hours, what helps you get away from it all? (Fuzzywig the Stoner Raccoon)
Oh that’s easy, I usually sit still for a moment and let my mind wander. Before anyone can say another word, I’m in my head wandering, imagining, and coming up with ways to finish unfinished stories I started long ago.
7-22-2021 If you woke up tomorrow with a unicorn horn extending from the top of your head, what would be the biggest advantage and disadvantage of your new appendage? (Mitzi the Horny FRIENDLY Unicorn)
Well, I guess I can always jab people with it but then people might stare and look at me like a freak. Unless…that horn comes with super magical powers? Otherwise, it will just be this thing on top of my head and honestly, I’m seeing more disadvantages here than advantages.
7-29-2021 What is the creepiest thing you’ve ever seen someone do, that you’d be willing to talk about, of course? (Snuggle The “I Like It Kinky” Friendly Bear)
Nothing comes to mind
8-5-2021 What’s the silliest or pettiest thing that tends to really upset you? (Rainy, The Wickedly Obsessive Rain Loving Skunk)
I wrote about this in yesterday’s post – people borrowing my stuff for an extending length of time, return it before borrowing it again. Some say that’s silly or petty but to me, it’s seriously upsetting because if you borrow my stuff, then what am I supposed to use when I need it?
GRATITUDE SECTION (Always Optional)
How comfortable are you with meeting others who are very different from yourself? (no judgment implied. Different in any way you’d like to think about – different cultures, different races, different mind set (opinions)?
To be honest, I’m uncomfortable meeting new people PERIOD. I’m an introvert with the world’s rarest personality type (INFJ) according to a personality I took. It doesn’t matter whether we are alike or the different. It take me a while before I’m comfortable with an individual.
When I meet someone new, my brain will do a scan to get a sense of the other person’s personality, behavior, and the like. When my brain deems it’s safe, then I’ll proceed. Like I’ve mentioned before, I have a knack for this thing.

On this week’s Blogging Insights – New Format #5, the following quote is given:
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Can somebody say Deja Vu?
Continue reading “More Monday Thoughts” →Good morning or afternoon, if you’re here in my house, I would offer you something cold and icy because guess what, my neck of the woods is under another heat dome. The high is going to be 97-degrees-Fahrenheit again today (36-degree-Celsius). It’s the middle of August, aren’t we past the hottest part of summer?

I finally got enough cucumbers to make myself two jars of pickles yesterday. These aren’t ready yet. They have to ferment in the fridge for 2 days. I can’t wait to try them. It’s my first time making pickles and my brine consists of apple-cider vinegar, white vinegar, water, sea salt, sugar, black and white peppercorns, and dried thyme. I hope it comes out okay.
I finally had my first and second harvest of cucumbers this week. As of yesterday, I’ve harvested 5 (large) Marketmore 76 cucumbers and 7 (small) Sumter pickling cucumbers. I find I’m not liking the Marketmore 76 cucumbers – its skin is too prickly – while the skin of the Sumter pickling cucumbers has little bumps like the ones you find on the mini-pickles.

And let’s not forget this big guy – 3 pounds 12 ounces. That’s a big zucchini.
I actually procrastinated at picking this guy. I watched this guy grow for 3 days straight and kept telling myself, “Let’s wait one more day.” I need to stop doing that.
Meanwhile, my sweet peppers are doing fantastic in the 5-tier vertical tower. It looks like it likes it there. It’s been such a thrill watching it grow bigger everyday.
I wonder, is this what a mother feels like? Watching her baby grow bigger and bigger each day?
You might think I’m trying to make you jealous, showing off my garden but the truth is I’ve never had a thriving, successful garden like this, ever. So I’m just trying to document it for myself so I can look back in the future and see the fruits of my labor.
I better get going, got a Toastmaster club meeting to get to this morning. I would thank you for joining me in this edition of #weekendcoffeeshare and hope we’ll both return next week.


“That’s it!” Grinding his teeth, he hurled his creation to the ground and stomped on it until it was unrecognizable. Then he jabbed a finger at his sister, “I don’t want to hear a peep from you.”
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I haven’t done a Blogging Insights in a while and definitely haven’t done one under this new format:
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