Archive for December, 2017

Looking Back…

…it wasn’t all bad.



Violet loved lying on her back looking UP through the branches of the tree watching the ornaments as they hung, suspended by tiny threads.

It started when she was a little girl maybe five or six years old.

Possibly even before!

As their little family grew, she taught her brothers and sisters do the same.

As she watched the light dance off the hanging, twirling ornaments and carom its way around the room, the memories flooded back.

It was all just a memory now; the ornaments hanging from threads helped her suspend time just enough, allowing her imagination to bring the siblings, long gone, back for yet another Christmas Eve.

Each week, the lovely and talented Ivy Walker hosts a link-up challenging writers to spin a tale in six sentences – no more, no less. Click on the link right here to find out more and link your own post. While you’re there, click on the blue frog button to find more stories from some wonderful storytellers.

This week’s prompt was suspend.

Testing Tradition

As we’ve done for years, our family sat down over the Holidays and watched The Sound of Music.

It started when we married 40 years ago, and continues on today with, well, at least one of the kids.

Though we don’t sing along the whole movie through, we often chime in from time to time on favorite songs.

When it got to 16 Going  On 17, I thought, “Wow!  That would never be written in today’s world.”

I also thought, “Oh crap!  It’s another call and response song! Another song possibly viewed as a sexist paean!”

And it could be.

But ya know, I don’t give a ratsass!

I like the song and I love that movie!

Sure, sure, Rolf turned out to be a Nazi Youth member who ratted out the entire Von Trapp family!

Sure, sure, Rolf says things like “…Totally unprepared are you, To face a world of men, Timid and shy and scared are you, Of things beyond your ken.”

And Liesl echoes back with “I need someone older and wiser, Telling me what to do, You are seventeen going on eighteen, I’ll, depend, on you.”

In other words, he’s the leader of the pack, and she’s just the simple little gal at home depending on him for her every need!

Sure, sure, they don’t end UP together, but again – don’t care!

Love it, hate it. Your choice!

TSOM may be the most historically inaccurate biopic ever made, but I’m happier every time I watch it!

Here’s the movie version.

…and the lyrics.


You wait little girl on an empty stage
For fate to turn the light on
Your life little girl is an empty page
That men will want to write on

Do write on

You are sixteen going on seventeen
Baby, it’s time to think
Better beware be canny and careful
Baby, you’re on the brink
You are sixteen going on seventeen
Fellows will fall in line
Eager young lads and roues and cads
Will offer you food and wine

Totally unprepared are you
To face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared are you
Of things beyond your ken

You need someone older and wiser
Telling you what to do
I am seventeen going on eighteen
I’ll, take care, of you
I am sixteen going on seventeen
I know that I’m naïve
Fellows I meet may tell me I’m sweet
And willingly I believe

I am sixteen going on seventeen
Innocent as a rose
Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies
What do I know of those?

Totally unprepared am I
To face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared am I
Of things beyond my ken

I need someone older and wiser
Telling me what to do
You are seventeen going on eighteen
I’ll, depend, on you

…I’m leaving on a jet plane..

…the difference is, I do know when I’ll be back again…

…I’ll post tomorrow!

You’re all still too stuffed with turkey to read anything today anyway!

Happy Day after Christmas!