SoCS – the 5 Ws and a How

Who, what, when, where, why, and how…I remember learning early on that one of the tenets of storytelling is answering these questions.  Not all in a row or anything, but that a strong story will have all facets.

Oddly enough, I never took much to fiction writing (especially strange when you consider how much I enjoy a good novel) so this lesson might seem to be lost on me, but I’ve found it extrapolates to much in life.  If you don’t have most or all of this information then you’re kind of flying blind on your decisions.

And then the kids came along.  Holy cow, these questions took on a whole new level of importance.

You enter a room to find the floor littered with shoes, pillows in disarray, a shredded envelope on the floor, and a glass of old milk on the table.

**  Who needs to come get their shoes?  What was in the mangled envelope?  When did this happen?  Where are the dogs right now?  Why didn’t I hear any of this going down?  How on earth did that glass of milk manage to stay undisturbed among this mess?

A crash comes from the kitchen and you enter to find eggs scattered across the counter, Gracie snarfing what she can off a plate on the floor, two kids screaming at her from the other side of the room, Phoebe hiding under the table, and a can of Pam slowly rolling across the counter.

**  Whose breakfast is being devoured by the dog?  What were the kids thinking, leaving food unattended with Gracie in the house?  When is this freaking dog gonna stop stealing everything?  Where is BrightSide in the mornings, anyway?  Why can’t I pee in peace for one lousy minute without breakfast going to hell?  How am I going to wrestle an 85 pound dog away from those tasty eggs?

We’re having a (much deserved) lazy afternoon – two dogs and one mama napping before diving into the after school schedule – when someone hits the silent alarm.  One dog jerks upright, turning to the door and letting out a bark a half second earlier than her sister.  Phoebe charges around the couch to the door, hair on end, barking like Cujo on a feeding frenzy.  Gracie throws her considerable heft over the back of the couch and slams into the door beside Phoebe, adding her rowdy bark to the noise.

**  Who triggered the primordial instinct in these creatures to attack the door?  What could possibly be worth all this drama?  When will they learn that the occasional truck drives down our street and is not an actual threat to us?  Where will I take this couch to get it repaired when Gracie finally rips through the leather hurtling over it?  Why do they insist on doing this five times a day?  How have they not gone crashing through the window yet?

Interestingly, despite the fact that “how” is one of the things I ponder most, I’ve found it’s often the question I have to let go since it’s the one I’ll never get answered.

  • How did we get that giant black spot on the ceiling?
  • How did I manage to save the toast and bacon but lose the eggs to Gracie?
  • How do folks at the 8:00am basketball game manage to have their hair and makeup done?
  • How am I supposed to dress when it’s 50 something when we wake up, 70 something in the afternoon, and my internal body temperature fluctuates between ice cube and inferno?

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Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturdays are open to anyone who’d like to participate.  Pop over and give her blog a visit.  This week’s prompt is “how.”

writing “Read me, Seymour!” titles

Imagine this: you’ve reached the end of your time on the Earth.  You’re standing before St. Peter (folks who aren’t on board with the whole Pearly Gates scenario, just roll with me for a minute) and this is what you hear: “Tell me why you deserve to stay in heaven.  You have thirty seconds.  Go.”

You’re faced with arguably the most important pitch of your existence, and the seconds are ticking away.  No pressure, right?

This is what writing titles for the blog feels like.  I have some very loyal friends and family who would probably read my post even if I titled it “the importance of good dental hygiene,” but those folks are gluttons for punishment (aka bound by love).  The rest of the online world has a choice.  To click or not to click, that is the question.

And I have to say that a post on dental hygiene isn’t likely to make me click.

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Blogger Recognition Award

What a delight to learn that I’d been nominated for the Blogger Recognition Award!  Many thanks to Mom Of Two Little Girls for visiting RFTM and sharing the love.  You should check out her work – she’s blogging her way through motherhood, and a lot of us can relate to that.


To pay it forward, here are the rules:

  • Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  • Write a post to show your award.
  • Give a brief story of how your blog started.
  • Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers.
  • Select 15 other bloggers for this award.
  • Comment on each of their blogs, letting them know they’re nominated and linking back to this post.

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Share Your World: 2/20/17

When you cut something with scissors, do you move your jaw (as if you were about to chew)?

I’m having a hard time imagining this one.  I don’t think I do, except perhaps when I’m cutting something difficult like cardboard or the Box Top from a particularly thick cereal box.

Do you chew your pens and pencils?

Oh no.

Are you a collector of anything?  If so, what?

I don’t believe I can be called an official collector of anything.  The closest item would be books, I suppose, though that would be a horrible offense to any true book collector.  However, it’s the only item I’ll gladly buy no matter how many are already in my home.

What size is your bed?

King.  We slept in a double bed for years (with me folding myself in next to my 6’2″ BrightSide) before deciding we’d treat ourselves to a king bed a month before our tenth anniversary.  Ironically, T-man came home a week or two later, so it turned out to be a very timely present indeed.  Quality sleep was highly prized.

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

That we survived a weekend packed end to end with kid stuff.  Sleepovers and basketball games and birthday parties and such…Saturday was like a marathon, getting the kids from place to place.

Today was supposed to be a kick back day but T-man stayed home from school sick so that went right out the window.  I do have “take care of me” appointments 0n Wednesday and Thursday, so there’s that to look forward to.  Plus the weather is supposed to be beautiful.


Cee’s Share Your World is a weekly feature – all are welcome to play along.

What’s going on in your world?

why older parents have no idea wtf the dating world is like for our kids

Apparently the kids these days have embraced a “talking” phase in dating.  Best I can tell it’s an opening salvo of we like each other but do we LIKE like each other?  Enough to stop seeing other people?  We’re not 100% sure so why don’t we just text until one of us is driven insane trying to read the level of interest between the lines.

Sounds like good times indeed.

“One minute, everything’s great.  He’s texting you back, you’re procrastinating your homework because finding out if you two are more like Noah and Ally or Sandy and Danny is more important than school.  Then BAM.  Out of nowhere, you’re with three of your friends, on your bedroom floor, deciphering texts like mad scientists, looking for any possibility or inkling that he may have the same feelings as you have.”

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SoCS – that Sam-I-Am!

We sure do love us some Dr. Seuss in this house.  I have a number of favorites.  (Can someone even have “a number” of favorites?)  They’re all books that I would happily read over and over again.

The 500 Hats of Bartholomew Cubbins, Horton Hatches the Egg, The Sneetches, and The Lorax – all terrific books we read more times than I can count.  But Linda’s prompt can only bring one book to mind – the classic Green Eggs and Ham.

“That Sam-I-Am
That Sam-I-Am!

I do not like
That Sam-I-Am

Do you like
Green eggs and ham?

I do not like them,
I do not like
Green eggs and ham.”

For someone who’s not a fan of tongue twisters, this is probably one of the last books you’d think I’d love.  The rhymes tumble and twist, rumbling around in my mouth like a couple of marbles as the pace picks up, and I couldn’t help but smile as I barreled my way through the bevy of situations in which the character would not like green eggs and ham.

Nothing would move him to try them – not a house or a mouse or a box or a fox.  Not on a train, in the rain, with a goat, or on a boat.  The illustrations became more and more ridiculous, as did the character’s refusal to consider even the possibility that green eggs and ham might be worth trying.

I’m pretty sure this book resonates with all parents of young picky eaters.  Besides that, though, it is just plain fun to read.  The tongue twisters weren’t the hardest part…that was managing not to say I told you so when green eggs and ham turned out to be delicious.

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Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturdays are open to anyone who’d like to participate.  Pop over and give her blog a visit.  This week’s prompt is “ham.”

Tag! You’re it!!

Forever Family is on hiatus today.  Instead we’re playing tag with stomperdad.

Get to Know Me Tag

No rules.  (Woo hoo!)  Just answer the questions and tag a few people.


0.  Share your profile picture if you have one.

1.  Who are you named after?  Women in my family – one on my mother’s side and one on my father’s.

2.  Do you like your handwriting?    Yes, I do.  The bummer of it is that I’ve developed a slight tremor, so sometimes it gets a little jerky.

3.  What is your favorite lunch meat?  Chicken salad

4.  Longest relationship?  BrightSide.  We met in 1991, married in 1995, and have been kicking it ever since.  Good times.

5. Do you still have your tonsils?  Yes

6.  Would you bungee jump?  Already have, sort of.  At least I bungee jumped on a trampoline – does that count?  Probably not.  Sadly, I’d probably say no to this one.  Not because I wouldn’t jump off a bridge (though I’m not saying BS wouldn’t need to give me a shove) but because the jerk at the bottom would surely destroy my back.  Old people problems.  Sheesh.

7.  Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?  Depends on the shoes.  I’ve got some ASICs that can slip off while still tied, but other pairs won’t come off unless I untie them.

8.  Favorite ice cream?  Mint chocolate chip or chocolate fudge brownie

9.  What is the first thing you notice about people?  Their eyes.  Then how tall they are.

10.  Football or baseball?  Ummm…neither?

11.  What color pants are you wearing?  Light blue denim  (Oh, what I wouldn’t have given to be able to say “what pants?”)

12.  Last thing you ate?  A Kind peanut butter breakfast bar

13.  If you were a crayon, what color would you be?  Teal

14.  Favorite smell?  Warm blueberry muffins and fresh coffee

15.  Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?  gem

16.  Hair color?   Brown

17.  Eye color?  Brown

18.  Favorite foods to eat?  Pizza, ribs, baked potato, chips and salsa

19.  Scary movies or happy endings?  Happy endings, but not mindless ones.  I like some excitement and drama with my resolution.

20.  Last movie you watched?  Avatar

21.  Favorite Holiday?  Christmas

22.  Beer or Wine?  Mostly beer.

23.  Night owl or early bird?  Night owl by nature.  Sometimes my real life interferes with that preference, though, so I have to try to keep it balanced.

24.  Favorite day of the week?  Definitely Saturday.

24 ½.  Which three of your favorite bloggers you would like to know more about? (link to their about page if they have one)

Behind The White Coat       Joeyfully Stated       Van by the River

25.  Who were the latest three people to follow your blog (link to their about page)?

Write Away          Carmen’s Creation          My KyNLa

100.  Copy this link.

Share Your World: 2/13/17

Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?

Am I the only one confused by this question?  I climb into bed with my sheets tucked in from the knees down, but I’ve almost always kicked them loose by midnight.  Which means they’re still tucked in at the foot of the bed, for whatever that’s worth.

Have you stolen a street sign before?

Nope.  And truthfully, it never occurred to me to do so.

Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?

Coupons are a roller coaster ride for me.  I’ve gone through periods when I was hard core about clipping, organizing, and using coupons like a boss.  Sometimes I’d clip them, they’d sit around on the counter, then eventually get thrown away after expiring.  I never clipped coupons for things I didn’t buy, though.

Do you have freckles?

Not really, no, not if you’re talking about the freckles I think you are.  Growing up my olive skin was brown and smooth; the only freckles I have are the ones I earned over time.

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

Last week we had the chance to participate in a prayer vigil at our local mosque.  It was plenty cold and unbearably windy, but people from all over the county gathered to stand with our Muslim brothers and sisters on Thursday evening.  Circling the building and holding our candles to light the night, we lifted our prayers together.

This week is pretty typically booked, so I guess I’m looking forward to the breathing room between the busy moments.


Cee’s Share Your World is a weekly feature – all are welcome to play along.

What’s going on in your world?