The Things We Treasure

Today’s Prompt: Tell us the story of your most-prized possession.

It’s the final day of the challenge already?! Let’s make sure we end it with a bang — or, in our case, with some furious collective tapping on our keyboards. For this final assignment, lead us through the history of an object that bears a special meaning to you.

A family heirloom, a flea market find, a childhood memento — all are fair game. What matters is that, through your writing, you breathe life into that object, moving your readers enough to understand its value.

Today’s twist: We extolled the virtues of brevity back on day five, but now, let’s jump to the other side of the spectrum and turn to longform writing. Let’s celebrate the drawn-out, slowly cooked, wide-shot narrative.


As a little girl, I was afraid of my bad dreams as we all are at one point in our lives.  I remember  my mother giving me this bear, and I remember being really excited about it.

She told me when she gave it to me that it was her bear when she was a little girl and that it was passed down to all her sisters and her from their mother, and so on back to my mothers grandmother, or My great-grandmother.

My mother was the last one to have it because even though she wasn’t the youngest, she was the last one to have children.  She told me that the bear had special powers that would take away all of my bad dreams, and only let me have good dreams.   She told me that it was called Guard Bear, and he would keep me safe at night while I was asleep.

20150502_084503The moment I got him I knew he was special.  He helped all of my aunts and uncle and my grandmothers and my mother.  How cool is that?  He is white and made by hand.  It wasn’t until many years later that I found out that my great-great-grandmother made him for my great-grandmother because she was having terrible night terrors, although at that time they didn’t really know that was the case.  He is beautiful.  He has chocolate stain on his arm from my mother when she was a child.

He is filled with tears and hugs from the best of children.  He is beautiful.  I am expected to pass him on, and as much as I don’t want to, I know that is was is expected of me.

When I was a little girl and my mother would tuck me into bed, she would hand him to me so we could pray together.  The prayer?

“Now I lay me down to sleep; I pray the lord my soul to keep.

If I should die before I wake; I pray the Lord my soul to take.

Matthew, Mark, Luke and John; God bless this bed that I lay on.

Amen, Thank you Jesus.”

20150502_084518I would hug him with my fingers interlocked in prayer and she would hug me.  When we were done and all tucked into bed she would place him in the corner next to my head.  And there he stayed, until morning light watching over me when I slept.  I love this bear.  When I got a little older, he needed some repairs, his arm had come off.  And mom told me that he got injured fighting off the bad dreams and needed to go to Guard Bear Hospital to get fixed up.  It didn’t last though.  After a couple of years other limbs started falling off and needed to be put back on.

He is and will always remain my guardian angel while I sleep, yes he still stays in the corner of the bed at night, just to make sure that nothing can harm me while I sleep.  I think he will always remain there, until I have a little one to pass it along to.  My brother never needed him, so I got to keep him.  He hold’s a special place in my heart, right next to my mother.  And that is where he will remain, next to the woman who cared for me, just like he did while she was sleeping too.  During the day now he rests on my piano so my dog can’t get to him.  I would be horrified if she did.  When I was younger, before I would leave for school, I would tuck him into bed and tell him that now it was his turn to sleep.  He was real to me then, and is real to me know.

My Guard Bear, my sleeping Guardian Angel.


This class has been so eye-opening.  I have discovered an all new side to my writing.  I have really enjoyed this class.  Challenging?  Yes, but worth it!  Thank you for being apart of this journey with me….until next time!

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So I went to the doctor on Monday.  It wasn’t bad news but it wasn’t completely happy news either.

My blood work came back and everything is perfect with the exception of my blood pressure and blood sugar.  They weren’t extremely high, but high enough that he is concerned.

We talked about my migraines and the terrible reaction I had from the imitrex.  He wasn’t happy when I told him about my reaction.  If I didn’t tell you before.  The Nurse Practitioner gave me imitrex for my migraines.  She told me to take it if I couldn’t get them under control.  Well about a week later I took it and omg.  I went  from having a migraine to a bomb going off in my head.  The pain was so intense.  I was on the phone with someone when it kicked in and I stopped talking.  I couldn’t focus on anything but the pain because it was so sudden and disabling.  It was so bad that I couldn’t form a coherent sentence.  I hung up the phone and took an hour and a half nap.  It helped, but it just wasn’t enough.  I ended up going to work with the worst migraine on the face of the planet.  I got sent home early.  I was crabby and crying it was so intense.  I have honestly never experienced anything like that ever.  I will never take that medication again.

So the doctor put me on tramadol.  Yay!  Another medication!  He told me it was a pain killer, but non-dependent, non-narcotic and it was low-grade.  I haven’t tried it yet because he told me to do it on a weekend first to see how I react to the medication because it can cause drowsiness.  So I will report back with that one.

The other thing we talked about was my weight.  Now I am by no means a small woman.  I am not extremely over weight, but I’m not skinny either.  The photo for my profile picture is several years old.  So we talked about what needs to change.  I have been working on loosing weight, but with my schedule as it is at the moment, its hard to schedule it in.  So he suggested a weight loss program.  His office offers a program, but financially it was just too far out of reach.

So we talked about some other alternatives.  He suggested Weight Watchers and Jenny Craig.  I know what you are thinking.  That’s a lot of work and time that I just don’t have the time to devote to it.  I thought the same thing.  But then I realized that a program is just what I needed to keep me on track.  Doctor wants me to loose 50 pounds in 6 months.  Doable right?  I think so.  That is just u over 8 lbs a month.  Not to bad.  So I joined.  It’s not really in my budget, but I figured if I followed what the program offered and but out most of the fast food, I would be able to afford it.  $20 a month isn’t all that bad anyway, considering i spend $10 a month on the ipsy bag.

My first weigh in was this morning.  I am down two lbs since starting.  I am pretty excited about that!

I really like Weight Watchers.  I still get to eat what I want to.  I am not really hungry either.  I can snack on fruit and veggies all day because they don’t have a point value.  Water is always within reach anyway.  I have stopped eating out of a bag from a fast food joint.  Breakfast now consists of coffee, a smoothie and a protein shake.  Lunch?  Yesterday my brother and I made blt sandwiches!  Seriously!  They were really good and filling.  I made my dinner right after we finished lunch and took it to work to eat.  It was amazing.  Penne pasta with spinach and tomatoes.  It was really good.  Everyone at work wanted some!

Do I have decided to continue on with Fitness Fridays as a weight loss journey, diary and a way to on track.  Friday’s are my weigh in days so I thought it appropriate to just update you on it then.

This program is easy to follow.  You are given a certain number of points each day and you have to use them all.  You are also given a certain number of extra points to splurge.  You can eat what you want, as long as it’s in moderation.  If you run out of points before the day is up you can trade your activity points for food points, as long as you stay active that is.

The dietary part of this is just one part of my struggle, but its the biggest part of my struggle.  Because my schedule is so crazy, I have gotten into the habit of eating on the go, so it was just easier to go to the drive through and eat on the run.  I have to stop that.  But I also have to find a way to eat healthy while on the go.

So if you have any suggestions for me please feel free to leave them below!  Thank you for coming with me on my journey!  I need all the support I can get!

Hone your point of view

Day Eighteen: Hone Your Point of View

The neighbourhood has seen better days, but Mrs. Pauley has lived there since before anyone can remember. She raised a family of six boys, who’ve all grown up and moved away. Since Mr. Pauley died three months ago, she’d had no income. She’s fallen behind in the rent. The landlord, accompanied by the police, have come to evict Mrs. Pauley from the house she’s lived in for forty years.

Today’s prompt: write this story in first person, told by the twelve-year-old sitting on the stoop across the street.


I am sitting on my bike in my driveway when three cop cars pull up.  They pulled around Mrs. Pauley’s house.  This is frightening.  I watch as they walk up and surround her house.  The landlord goes to the front door with two of them, and pound on her door.  Why do they need so many cops?

Mrs. Pauley is the nicest lady I have ever met.  I cut her grass because she can’t and she pays me in cookies and hugs.  I really like her, most of the kids in the neighborhood like her.  My dad grew up on this street with her children.  She hasn’t really been the same since Mr. Pauley died though.  Maybe she did something bad?

He was also really nice.  Dad says he used to take him and his friends to the movies every Saturday in the summer.  Dad was really upset when he passed….

Mrs. Pauley answered the door.  She is so small compared to the officers.  They hand her a sheet of paper, and she shakes her head.  My dad comes out to see what all the commotion is all about.  When he sees what is going on he calls his best friend, who is one of her sons and tells them what is going on.

Dad rushes over to Mrs. Pauley to find out more about what is happening.  When the officer tells him what has happened dad gets really upset.  He starts yelling at the officers explaining about Mr. Pauley.  The officers look at the landlord.  He hasn’t told them the whole story apparently.

The officers apologize to Mrs. Pauley and tell her that she actually has a grace period of 1 year, that was apart of the contract.  The officers turn to the landlord and arrest him.  They told him that he broke the contract when he contacted the police and he violated a restraining order.

Dad tells the officer about how the landlord has been harassing her for the last year about making sure she made her payments after her husband dies.  Mr. Pauley got so tired of the constant bothering and harassing, that he took out a restraining order against the landlord.

The best news?  She had been paying rent for the last 40 years.  Her contract was null and void, but because of the amount she paid over the last four decades more than paid the mortgage.  Which when the mortgage was up, they were supposed to stop paying the landlord.  He got so greedy that he didn’t tell them to stop making payments.

Mrs. Pauley was so relieved that she almost fell over.  She would have if wasn’t for my father.  I am so glad that she gets to stay here!  More cookies and hugs for me!

April Favorites

Its that time of the month again!  I am here with my April Favorites!  Leave me a comment below and tell me what products you have been loving this month!

Let start with the Lips this month:

I seriously have an addiction to this stuff!  This is the best lip treatment for cracked or chapped lips.  I have mentioned it before on here.  But this has saved my lips!

The elf Studio lip exfoliator is the bombdotcom….yes I really just said that! I love this thing.  It takes a hot second to get used to, but it is amazing.  I use this at night before I put on the lip mask(see above).  I love it! And its only three bucks!

Face:

We are getting into the warmer months and I always have issues with dry skin when the weather changes.  This has been my go to face mask here lately.  It is great.  It polishes and exfoliates my skin and leaves it feeling smooth and healthy.  I highly recommend this product if you are unsure about masking or just getting into it.  It can be found at Walmart and is very budget friendly!

Want a great primer?  Look no further than here!  This primer is pricey, but totally worth it!  I got this in an ipsy bag several months ago, and I ended up buying a full size because I love it so much!  It isn’t greasy and really makes your foundation stay on all day!

Eyes:

Can you even?  I mean seriously?!  I am loving this pallet this month.  It is great for adding that pop of color to any eye look. I love the blue for the lower lash line and the pink to darken  up the outer v.

Just got this baby in my ipsy bag this month, and I love this.  It really makes me want to purchase the whole pallet, but I already have too many nude pallets now…such a struggle!  This is a great all over the lid shade for me!  I am so happy with this.  It is really buttery and smooth and it has great color payoff.

Another ipsy product is this eyeliner from Mally in the color starlight.  It stays in the waterline almost all day.  It is a liner that you have to build up the color on, but so worth it!  I love this.  It does have some sparkle to it, but not enough to be noticeable, just enough to add a highlight.  Gorgeous!

Body:

I finally finished my winter scented body wash and immediately grabbed this baby.  This smells so good(sniffs bottle)…AHHHH!  Sooo Good. obsessed with this scent I tell you! From the bottle, the scents are:

  • Top Notes: Strawberry Guava, Kona Mountain Apple, Lush Kiwi
  • Mid Notes: Pink Hibiscus, Hawaiian Red Pineapple, Exotic Heliconia, Papaya Blossom
  • Dry Notes: Coral Sands Accord, Creamy Macadamia, Skin Musk.

Hair:

And here I thought caffeine was addicting.  This stuff smells so good, if I could live anywhere, it would be in this bottle!  I love anything herbal scented, it just clears the mind and allows me to relax.  This shampoo and conditioner has saved my hair.  It has really helped pull out the chlorine and kept it nice and clean.  I love this stuff.  I actually bought this for my brother who is having some dandruff issues, but I hijacked it and replaced his.

So you all know how much I love the Herbal essence naked line.  Well after finally getting my hair colored, I decided that I needed to get some more dry shampoo and I found this little beauty right here.  I love this!  It not only is formulated for people with color treated hair, but it works great too.  And the smell….roses….enough said!  Love this!

This is another beauty from this months Ipsy.  I am considering purchasing the full size, but seriously, how fast am I going to go through this bottle?  Maybe in the future if I run out.  I love this product.  You put it in your hair on dry or damp hair and style.  I usually put it on after I style, because my curls are usually still setting.  But it is beautiful.  My hair is so soft and shiny.  I love this, and its really light too, it doesn’t weigh down my hair.

Last but not least my favorite subject…Nails:

Just take a moment and pull up another tab and look up this polish.  Then come back here and tell me how much you want this polish!  I am obsessed with this color, Hush H.  And that added holo shimmer is to die for.  I bought this after watching jessface90 on YouTube do a review of these.  Omg.  opaque in two-three coats, and stunning!

Another beautiful polish from the same line, This is Happily Ever After.  Opaque in two coats.  It is a lavender holographic polish with a ton, I mean a ton of silver flakies.  It is so gorgeous.  I will be purchasing a back up bottle of this!  Its just stunning in any light! The formula is so smooth, even with all of the flakies in the bottle.  OMG i cannot…there are no words!

 This is now the most holographic polish that I own and in great timing because I went to use Butter London’s Dodgy Barnett, and realized that I was out….Seriously….OUT!  Anyway.  Another great polish with an amazing formula.  Opaque in two-three coats, and amazing in any light. Freaking amazing and cannot live without.  I had no idea what I was missing!

Your Personality on the Page

Today’s Prompt: We all have anxieties, worries, and fears. What are you scared of? Address one of your worst fears.


Most people will tell you they are afraid of the dark, or spiders and snakes.  Where I’m from….that’s not even a possibility.  What am I afraid of?

I am afraid of not living life to the fullest.  I am afraid I will never live up to my mother.  I am anxious about making the right choices and not understanding the wrong ones.  I am afraid that I won’t go anywhere or do anything with my life.  I am afraid that I will never be enough.  That I will never find that one person who loves me for me (other than my dog).


Sorry I have been on a hiatus.  I have been really busy here over the past several days and I have been dealing with some pretty terrible migraines.

To Whom it May Concern

Today’s Prompt: Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29. What’s the first word that jumps off the page? Use this word as your springboard for inspiration. If you need a boost, Google the word and see what images appear, and then go from there.

I chose the word book or page.  I cannot remember what book it is from, but If I remember I will be sure to include it later


My Dearest,

What you carry within is precious.  The vastness of your imagination gets me every time.  I can never contain myself as I dive into your many adventures contained within your walls.  You are the one constant in my life.  I am never without you.

As we become more technologically dependent, I worry about you.  About what that does to something like you.  The more advanced we become the less of you I see.

You have always brought me piece of mind and a place to escape to when things got rough.  There isn’t a day I go without looking at you.

The adventures you contain are vast in their content and capture me every time.  It only takes one line.

I cannot wait for our next encounter.

Yours Truly,

Me

Serially Found

Today’s Prompt: write about finding something.


Over the past six months, something in me has changed.  Not for the bad, but for the better.  If you know me personally, you know that I am not a very open person, which is why I decided to start blogging.  To give myself a space to just vent and be me.

I started working at the membership desk at another Y in September of 2014 and it has been great.  I love it.  But I was a little uncomfortable at first because I had to step out of my box.  I was forced to talk to complete strangers and be okay with it.  This was a challenge for me.  I am a not a very social person.  I just not, there I said it, and now the whole world knows.

This job has really changed me.  I am more comfortable with being around people.  I talk to just about everyone…my father complains that I just don’t shut it anymore.  I have become much more outgoing.  And I love it.  I am not that awkward girl anymore.  People don’t wonder as much about the strange girl in the corner.

I have found my confidence and my social side of me.  The person I think I was always meant to be, and not the weird shy girl the people I went to high school with know.  I have found a new me, and I really like her.  I am not afraid anymore.

Dark skies on the Virtual Horizon

Today’s Prompt: Write a post inspired by a real-world conversation.

As I was lifeguarding last night I had to keep telling this kid to “stop running on the pool deck”.  Same child had to be told about eight times in an hour and a half.  We have summer warm up going right now for summer swim teams.  This child has to be told every day not to run.  So when he did it on the nineth time I called him over to talk to him about it.  And I asked him what he continues to run even though he knows that I will call him out on it.  His response?  Because I forget that you can’t run.  Even though there are signs all over the room and building that state “no running on the pool deck”?  So I tell him that if he does it again I will have to sit him out for a few minutes as a consequence of running.  I have let this go on too long at this point.

So as I am making my point very clear as to why people aren’t allowed to run ( slipping and falling is never fun, let alone on a slippery pool deck, you could get seriously injured right?) So as soon as I am done with my little speech on running I tell this kid just to hit it home, ” make sure you run, don’t walk.”

Yep you read that right I completely screwed up and totally didn’t realize it until the kid gave me the funniest look of confusion.  I was so sure of what I was saying to him that I didn’t realize what I said until the swim coach came over and corrected my statement.

But that got me thinking.  We all lead extremely busy lives.  So much that we practically run though them.  We leave no time for “me time.”  Which is probably why my headaches are getting worse and I need to work on that.

I guess what I am saying is that while we may run though our lives with our busy schedule and events and plans, we also need to remember to slow down and walk.  Because you never really know what you will miss if you don’t stop.

So the moral of the day: “don’t run, walk.”

Size Matters

Today’s Prompt: Where did you live when you were 12 years old?Which town, city, and country? Was it a house or an apartment? A boarding school or foster home? An airstream or an RV? Who lived there with you?

Twelve years old…Now that’s a memory.  I am 12, and living in the same house I do now.  I have always lived in the St. Louis Metro or city region.  I have been living in this house forever.  I am in the 6th Grade, in Mr. B’s class.  It’s the year 2001.

I grew up in this neighborhood in this little town that is surrounded by much larger cities.  Our small population of 7000 is nothing compared to the cities surrounding us in any direction.  In fact the farming town east of us has more people living in it than we do.  My neighborhood, it isn’t a neighborhood, its a mile long road really.  A safe place where kids can ride their bikes and run around the streets without a care.  I always thought it was pretty cool that we had age groups in my neighborhood.  I had, and still have, a group of people my age to play with, my brother had his and then there were the teens and young adults of course.

I ran around with a group of boys and another girl.  We were all within nine months of each other in age.  We loved every minute of it!  I was the oldest, but the shortest. We were out at 6 am playing, went to each others house for lunch and were back at it until the street lights came on.  We were inseparable, even at school.  We would play hockey, or climb in the woods together.  We had a blast.  We were like family.  We stuck up for each other at school, at home, and everywhere in between.  When the teens would bully us we would stand tall and together and nothing could touch us.  Our neighborhood was pretty well hidden, so playing in the streets were a must.  We only had to dodge a few cars every now and then.  The boys always wanted to play chicken.  When the fall hit we would work together at each others houses and rake leaves into a big pile and jump on them.  Our parent’s really loved that.  We would choose a different bus stop every day to get on and off together.  When the snow came every one came down to my house because I had this giant hill where the road ends and we would go sledding and build snowmen at my house.  After we shoveled the driveways of course.  My favorite were the snowball fights and mom bringing out hot chocolate when we were all really tired and cold.  Spring was a little harder, my yard would always flood because we are at the bottom of a hill and the neighborhood drains into our yard.  We didn’t really do much until the weather would calm down.  I usually went to the Johnson’s house to play with Mary in the spring.  It was really the only time we would do girlie things.

We had a blast.  When we were at school, we were in separate classes but always found each other at recess.  And we would always continue our adventures.  We added in a few people here and there as the neighborhood grew and expanded and people moved away.  But for the most part we stayed a tight knit group throughout our childhood and early adult years.

I loved every second of it.  At times, we remind our selves when we see each other.  Most of us still keep in touch.  Some of us still live at home and see each other on a weekly basis.  We still stick up for each other if we notice something is amiss.  My hope is that it will remain like this for as long as we live.


I apologize for not completing this.  Those of you that have been following me for a while, know that I suffer from some pretty severe headaches, and yesterday was no exception.  I had most of this written, I just couldn’t finish it.