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Well that’s me and sorry that my six word title had nothing to do with today’s (OK yesterday’s) Six Word Memoir theme which if you recall was about love and relationships (of all kinds). So first let’s get to those clever gems sent in by some of my readers:
Rich is coming home. Thank goodness! – Susan Celtic Lady
She better be the last one! – Spinny Liberal
I loved. I lost. Leaving Vegas. – Weez
Listen to gut when wavering – Heide
Can’t wait till tomorrow. Maya Thursday! – Anonymous
Second marriage – my best friend forever. – Me
Since last Monday, a couple of other events have occurred; First off, we had April15th, the dreaded Income Tax Due Day come and go with a blessed 3 day extension, Passover began and Spring showed itself for maybe 2 of the last 7 days. Here are some Six Word Memoirs reflecting this past week.
Tax day, Ocean Grove, no line! – Heide
No more pancakes. Thank you Passover! – Lauren
Tennis, lunch, read, nap, dinner, bed –Heather
I do think themes are a good way to get you thinking about summing up an experience in just six words, no more, no less. This week is a continuation of Passover and ends in Easter, not to mention some people are on Spring break. Let’s try to come up with something along those lines. AND remember there REALLY IS A SIX WORD PROJECT online at Smith Magazine. The editor and publisher ACTUALLY stopped by the blog one Monday and read what we have been doing and encouraged all of you to visit the site and post your own Six Word Memoir. www.smithmag.net
See you all in the blogasphere.
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friends, fabulous seder dinner – free haircut heide
Oh Heide, I have been cleaning all day and checking the blog before I head home and so tired BUT your six words made me laugh out loud!!!Thanks
Rain, Rain, Go Away! Enough already!
Easter: Jesus and Peeps™ Ressurect Fertility
Well Spinny that pretty much covers Easter and Sping! Love It!
Had to throw another one in the mix:
Yellow Peeps™. Purple chickens don’t exist.
You’re right of course, and I let my granddaughter pick out the peeps she wanted and she picked turquoise-YUK! and of course she didn’t eat them anyway.