Humor/Fun

Share Your World, 2015 – Week # 9

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

WORLD GLOBE ABSTRACT BLUE with bubbleI haven’t had a chance to participate in Cee’s Share Your World the past few weeks, so I’m getting back into the swing of things.

Question 1: How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?

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Question 2: Are you left or right-handed?

Right-handed

Question 3: If you HAD to change your name, what would you change it to?

Zoe Hannah Grace.  Zoe means “life from God.” Hannah means “one who is favored and one who obtains favor by petition.” Grace means “the undeserved favor of God.” So anytime someone called my name, they would be pronouncing blessing and favor on me.  Sounds good to me.

Question 4: Where do you hide junk when people come over?

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha …………  The laughter at my house is so LOUD that the neighbors from blocks away are coming to see what’s going on.  What do you mean “hide” junk?  I have so much junk that there IS NO PLACE to hide it. When people come over, they just have to look at it. If they don’t love me enough to do that, it’s okay. I have my junk to keep me company.

Bonus Question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Well, last week, I had an unexpected meeting with the sidewalk in front of my house, and my right knee made the first contact. Ouch! The last things to make contact with that same sidewalk were my nose and mouth. Ouch! Ouch!  But I am thankful that the Lord protected me mightily, and I did not have any broken bones or teeth. My knee looks and feels almost normal again, and no one would ever know I virtually kissed the concrete on Friday. I have thanked God every day for that protection and healing.

This week, I am looking forward to getting some furniture that belonged to my parents moved into my living room. (Of course, I’ll have to move some of the above mentioned junk to get it in, but the end result will be worth the effort.)

 

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Love in Ten Sentences

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

There’s a new challenge going around our little WordPress family that’s all about love. Three of my blogging friends have made me aware of it, and two of them have specifically suggested that I should take part. So how can I say no — especially when I shout so loudly from my header that I “love” words. Anyway the three ladies whose blogs introduced me to the challenge are Gilly at Lucid Gypsy, Jane, at Making it write, and Terry at Through the Lens of My Life. Thanks to those ladies for wanting to share the love.

I think the challenge originally included nominating others to take part, but I’m not going to put any of you on the spot and cause you to feel obligated. (That’s why I no longer participate in blog awards that have rules.)   But I do encourage any of you readers who like challenges to jump in and share your own thoughts on love. The rules are that you use ten sentences, but each sentence must contain only four words, including the word love. The 2nd step is to include a favorite quote about love.

Now, I confess that I broke the rules, because I used 11 sentences (Lines 7 and 8 make up the same sentence, and I have one extra.)  But, you see, I had this little poem going, and I needed the extra sentence to make it come out just right. So maybe I broke the law, but I also shared a little extra love.

SMILEY HEART SHAPEDHere’s my little love ditty:

Love is a giggle.

Love is a sigh.

Love makes you wiggle.

Love makes you high.

Lovin’ makes me hungry.

Lovin’ makes me glad.

When love is unfaithful,

Love makes me mad.

Love’s not for wimps.

Love’s for the bold.

Love’s good when young.

Love’s better when old.

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One of my favorite quotes about love:

“Many waters cannot quench love. Neither can the floods drown it.”
Song of Solomon 8:7

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New and Improved: Yeah, Right

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

CHEROKEE ALPHABET - WISDOM ONLYSome people don’t want to admit they’re growing older, but I don’t really mind — at least as long as I have my own teeth and a bottle of hair color. But, seriously, aging can be such an advantage in many ways, not the least of which is the wisdom gained through years of hands-on experience in so many areas of life.

One of the most golden nuggets of wisdom I’ve acquired is a principle I’ve lived by for quite a few years now. I’ve learned — the hard way at times — that everyone does not mean the same thing by the terms “new and improved.” When I think of new and improved, I think of something that still has ALL THE GREAT QUALITIES of the old and some extra added qualities to boot. So many manufacturers and advertisers seem to have a completely opposite definition from mine.

So, dear readers, here is my nugget of wisdom for you. You can choose to follow it or not, but if you choose “not,” then be aware that you do so at your own risk.

Golden Nugget # 1 from the Wisdom of Age:

Whenever an item says it is “new and improved,” stay away from it as long as you can, and do everything in your power to keep the “old” version working as long as possible.

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Tickle Me Tuesday – Week 4

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

CARTOON MAN LYING DOWN LAUGHING 2Are you ready to grin, giggle, or just feel good?  That’s what this little challenge is all about. We share posts that are happy, light-hearted, funny, or downright hilarious. Make it prose, poetry, picture, graphic art, a joke, a song, a video ……. Whatever your heart desires. Post on your own blog and hop over here and paste your link into the “Comments” box so we can visit your site and grin, giggle, and feel good with you. Just please remember the site is for general audiences.

Here’s my contribution this week. I sneaked into Life Is Worth Living by Vera Faye Wallace (my mom) and snatched this little ditty.

BLUE CAR - AIRBORNE 2

DRIVING INSTRUCTOR

I really thought the thing to do

Was to teach my wife in driving.

But, on second thought, I’m asking you;

I know you love skydiving!

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Writing 201:Poetry – Day 6 – “The Ballad of Sister Mary Margaret

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

Today’s subject is heroes and heroines. The form is the ballad. And the poetic technique that we are to use is anaphora or epistrophe (simply the repetition of words or phrases at the beginning or end of lines for the sake of emphasis). So I have given you the story of the bravest nun in the west: Sister Mary Margaret.
BULL RUNNINGTHE BALLAD OF SISTER MARY MARGARET
(Town of Petticoat Ridge, Nevada, circa 1868)

Sister Mary Margaret will never live it down:
I guess you’d say the story’s set in stone.
Our town is now quite famous, and the tourists flock around.
And it’s for sure the credit’s hers alone.

But Sister Mary Margaret will never live it down.
She did wait for somebody else to act.
But since no man among us would move to save the town,
The sister did her duty well; that’s fact.

But Sister Mary Margaret will never live it down:
You see, a bull came charging down Main Street –
Stompin’, snortin’, chargin hard at people all around –
And all the folks made haste in their retreat.

Poor Sister Mary Margaret will never live it down:
She had just finished services at church.
She stepped out to the street; her smile became a frown.
Her gold-rimmed glasses on her nose she perched.

Ahh, Sister Mary Margaret will never live it down:
The bull so wild was goin’ to take a life.
Up came her skirt; her petticoat she ripped it right around:
A petticoat as RED as cherries ripe!

Poor Sister Mary Margaret will never live it down:
The gasps of horror echoed through the air.
For no one – not one single person ever could condone
A nun who wore bodacious underwear.

Sad Sister Mary Margaret will never live it down.
But at her petticoat that bull did charge.
And Sister Mary Margaret taunted him right out of town,
And off the cliff that bull she did discharge.

But Sister Mary Margaret will never live it down.
Poor Sister Mary Margaret will never, never, never live it down.

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Writing 201:Poetry – Day 4 – ‘A Whale of a Tale’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

Don’t sit there scratching your head. I’ll tell you what it’s supposed to be.
Our instructions for Day 4 include the subject of animals, the form of concrete (or shape) poems, and the technique of enjambment. Whew!!!  Okay, how did I do? Well, the best I could come up with on shape was what I HOPE looks the tiniest bit like the flippers of a whale — going down into the ocean (of my words). I did try to work with the HTML and type the poem right into my editing window. Not going to happen this time around. I finally ran out of time to spend on it, so I typed my whale flippers into a document, scanned it, and pasted it into this post. Oh well — onward and upward. I took a little liberty with the REAL story as it comes to us in the Word of God, but thank goodness, God has a sense of humor as well.

A WHALE OF A TALE

JOHAN POEM WHALE IMAGE

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SMILING WHALE - WHITE ON MAUVE

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The poem above was approved and endorsed by the International Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Pink Whales.

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Writing 201: Poetry – Day 2 — ‘Escape’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

This is day 2 of the ‘Writing 201:Poetry’ course. Our prompt today is the word “journey.” Our form is the limerick. And our suggested poetic devise is alliteration. I used three limericks to tell the story of a journey, and I did manage to throw in a bit of alliteration for good measure. Hope you get a kick out of this one.

TRAIN FROM BACK - OLD GOLDESCAPE

Well, my journey by train has begun.
As for tickets, I don’t have a one.
With police pressing in,
And this shackle ’round my shin,
All I packed was my trusty old gun.

In the baggage compartment I’ll hide,
And my time I will patiently bide.
When we make the next stop,
From this train I will hop
To the next and continue my ride.

It’s a journey to freedom I take.
And I can’t stop; there’s too much at stake.
Since I’m guilty as sin,
In a court, I can’t win,
But I’ve vowed future crime to forsake.

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Tickle Me Tuesday – Week 3 — ‘The Way to a Woman’s Heart’

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

Okay, it’s Tuesday again, folks, and time for “Tickle Me Tuesday.” If you want to play along, just post a funny, light-hearted, or downright hilarious story, poem, picture, joke, or non-fiction piece on your own blog. Hop over here and paste the link to your own post in the “Comments” section on this post (any time this week). Then we’ll come over and enjoy yours as well. Remember my site is for general audiences, but that’s the only rule you have to follow.

Here’s my cute (I hope) little story told in a series of limericks.

THE WAY TO A WOMAN’S HEART

BAKER WITH ICINGNow, Henry the baker was shy.
But he wanted to marry Miss Fry.
So with icing he wrote
On her cake this brave note:
“If you’ll have me, then I am your guy.”

But Miss Fry was too shy to say “yes.”
So that still left poor Henry a mess.
But he baked some eclairs
To show how much he cared
And delivered them to her address.

Now this courting went on for a year.
And each day Henry thought her more dear.
Though she gained fifty pounds,
In the end she came ’round,
And their wedding day, at last, is here.
WEDDING CAKE

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Writing 201: Poetry – Day 1 – Three Water Haiku

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

I have met several poets in the WordPress community who are masters at haiku. Gilly Goldsworthy at Lucid Gypsy is one of those people. And Dennis Lange, The Bard on the Hill, has created his own unique version of haiku and does beautiful work with it. The form has never been one of my strong points, but I do really enjoy experimenting with it. I got lots of fun out of this assignment, partly because once I got started thinking about all the different kinds of water, I couldn’t decide which kind to write about. So I just posted three totally different takes on the subject. Hope my visitors enjoy them.

RAINDROP

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I am a raindrop.
Sea mist rising gave me birth.
Now I’m headed home.


TEMPTATION

Children Playing in Puddle(Version One)

I‘m a mud puddle.
As magnet’s force compels iron,
So I draw children.

(Version Two)

Beck’ning mud puddle:
As magnet’s force compels iron,
So it draws children.

(I can’t decide which of the two versions I like better, so I’ll let readers decide for themselves)

SEA OF LOVE

BRENDA'S OCEAN - CROPPEDRomance of the sea:
Waves kissed by the silver moon
Caress yearning sand.

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Love In A Dead Language

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

Latin is often referred to as a dead language. And while it’s true that no culture actually uses Latin on a daily basis as their primary means of communication, the fact remains that so many modern languages owe their very existence to the root words derived from classical Latin. Moreover, many of the systems that are important parts of modern life in any culture — medical science and the legal systems, for example — still derive the vocabulary that makes each system unique from that primary language that has given so much to the world. I studied Latin in high school, and I learned a great deal about my own language and about the history of the world in general through that language. So, in honor of a language that I still love — and in honor of love in general — seeing as how it’s Valentine’s Day — I offer this little bit of verse in defense of Latin.

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Amo: I love.
Amas: You love.
Amat: He loves.
If Latin is a language dead, what gives?

Amamus: We love.
Amatis: You love.
Amant: They love.
With this much love, then surely Latin lives!

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Digging Through My ‘Love’ Archive

| Sandra Pavloff Conner

HEARTS - COLLECTION W. BLUEIt’s Valentine’s week, so I thought it was time to make another visit to my archives. This time I sifted through all the ordinary stuff and dug around until I found the posts that had something to say about LOVE.  I found bunches of them, but I chose 14 of my favorites to share one more time. (The number 14, of course, is in honor of Valentine’s Day being the 14th of the month.) I’ve posted the links to them below. Hope you find some of them to your taste and get a little shot of love to help you celebrate Valentine’s Day:

# 1:  For Love of Bernadette

# 2:  The Flood

# 3:  Love Will Find a Way

# 4: Hatred & War Cannot Quench Love

#5:  Love Song 

#6: Blessed Invasion

#7: Love Through The Eyes of Opie Taylor

# 8: Touched

# 9:  Love Letters: 574 and counting

# 10: Valediction to a Passing Love

# 11: Love On The Line

# 12: Behind the Scene: One Act Play

 # 13:  Focused: A One-Act Play to Lighten Your Day

# 14: Birth of a Hero

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Tickle Me Tuesday – Week 2

| Sandra Pavloff Conner
CARTOON MAN LYING DOWN LAUGHING 2I’m later than I hoped getting this up, but last night was so busy, I just had to wait until morning. As a teacher, this video hits home, and the strategy of this grandmother is ingeniously funny.

Remember, the rules for participating are simple:
Just post something funny, light-hearted, or hilarious on your own blog.
Then hop over here to my post for that week and paste the link to yours in a “Comment” Box.
And please remember my blog is for general audiences.

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