September 30; Day Thirty

The episode that we did watch

Of “How I Met Your  Mother”,

Was stories told all in rhyme

One following another.

As we watched the credits rolling

And started to converse,

We found the words did not sound right

Unless we spoke in verse.

So on this last of thirty days

Of blogging every night

I choose to try to make my words

All rhyming nice and tight.

My 30 days are now complete,

It really has been fun.

Writing tales about my days,

The beach days in the sun.

                                                                         

Will I continue writing daily?

This I do not know.

For there are days my mind is blank,

The thoughts don’t seem to flow.

But writing seems to calm my thoughts,

And put things in perspective.

It is very therapeutic

To write my thoughts reflective.

I will continue to express myself

Through written words at times.

Although, I think, it would be best

If not too often in rhymes.

September 29; Day Twenty-Nine

Almost 30 days!

I went to have my annual eye exam today. New glasses coming. Actually, they will be old frames, but new lenses. I met a lady there, I think she said she was the Office Manager. I’m not exactly sure on that though. Anyway, her name was Happy.

Of course, I had to ask. At first I didn’t see her name tag, so I asked if she spelled it “Hapi” or “Happy”? She said, “Happy”. Happy told me that she is actually a twin and that her twin’s name is Tree. She and Tree were born in the fifties out in California. No surprise there.

She said her parents considered themselves Beatniks and had already picked out the name Tree. She was a surprise and came out crying and screaming. Her grandfather said they should call her Happy because she would need all the help she could get. The name stuck. It’s not a nickname, either.

I told her about my sister Penny. Penny’s name is actually Vanessa Kay, but my mom and dad didn’t have a penny to their name, so…..

I love both those stories.

September 28; Day Twenty-Eight

Sunday night. Today has gone by very quickly.

Liz and I had a lengthy discussion this morning about right-side brain and left-side brain dominance. It was a very interesting and enlightening conversation. We have decided that I am right-sided and have continually forced myself into left-sided jobs.

I would like to investigate this further before elaborating, but what I have found so far makes a lot of sense to me. It explains so much. I will probably write about what I learn in the near future.

But, for tonight, I want to go read for a little bit. Jessica bought me a book from the thrift store she works in. I started it while on vacation and read bits and pieces here and there this last week. Let’s see how much I can read before I fall asleep tonight. I’m going up earlier than usual hoping to be able to enjoy reading more.

I’m so sleepy right now, though. I am hoping for more than a couple of paragraphs!

September 27; Day Twenty-Seven

Well, I’m in the last few days of the 30-day blog challenge. I wondered if I would find enough to write about each day. There have been a few days that I didn’t have much to write. Some days I would work the blog in my head all day. Most days, though, I sat down at the computer and just started typing.

Today has been quietly uneventful. Jessica and I were going to work in the garage, but we couldn’t muster up the enthusiasm needed. I paid bills, did my little thing for work, filled out insurance claims, and wandered aimlessly around the house, stopping occasionally to skim through facebook.

We are still doing our massive purge of unnecessary stuff in the house. Jessica went through and cleaned out several cabinets in the kitchen. She found three bottles of ketchup. We buy our ketchup at Costco so we are set for awhile. She also pulled out the microwave bacon cooker. That really isn’t a necessary item in a home full of vegans.

The girls have been playing a Harry Potter Lego Wii game while I showered. We are about to sit down, eat dinner, and watch some more episodes of “How I Met Your Mother.” 

As I mentioned earlier, a quiet, uneventful, very nice day.

September 26; Day Twenty-Six

Oh my! I was about to crawl into bed and realized I haven’t blogged today. The 30-days are almost over; I wouldn’t want to miss this close.

It’s been a pretty good day. I went in to work about 7:30 this morning. Still have a lot to do, but made progress. Left work just after 5pm. Jessica suggested Chinese Food, so I went to a little restaurant called Lavender Asian Bistro for supper. Good food!

We discovered “How I Met Your Mother” season 9 is on Netflix. I love that show.  We watched four episodes before I decided I needed to go to bed.

I have a busy, but not stressful weekend planned. Nothing exciting.  Going to try to finish the final project for the Accounting certificate. I have a little work project to do, too. I plan to spend a couple of hours working on clearing out the garage. That project may take me and Jessica at least into November.

Other than that, not much going on right now. 

Okay, now I can go to bed.

September 25; Day Twenty-Five

Once again, I do not have much to say. After working 10 hours, my brain is drained. So, I thought I would pull out a notebook of poetry I wrote back in the late 1970s and reminisce.  Oh, the angst of a teenage girl. I would have been 16-17 years old when I wrote them.

I started reading to Liz. Even though I was laughing, she kept saying that for a teenage girl in or out of love at the time, the poems weren’t too bad. Then I read her the one where I rhymed “castle” with “pastle”.  They rhymed in spelling…sorta.

When I read Liz the one I’m about to type, she said she could just picture someone beating a bongo after each line read; the audience nodding their head and snapping their applause.

Ahem.

                                Who’s There?

                “Let me out!

                                I need to breathe.”

                I look around; I see no one.

                “Let me out!

                                I need to love.”

                I look inside me, I see no one.

                “Who’s there?” I ask.

                     “I’m lonely,” speaks my heart.

                “It’s so dead in here. Please do something soon.

I have no reason to keep beating.”

                Tears roll down my cheeks.

Snap, snap, snap go fingers all around the room.

September 24; Day Twenty-Four

When I first started this 30-day challenge to write something in my blog every day, I knew there would be a day or more that I would not have anything to say other than, “I am writing in my blog.”

Today is one of those days. I’m so tired. So: I am writing in my blog. That is all.