Yesterday was my birthday (July 16) and that day ended just over an hour ago here. I was meant to catch up with a friend for dinner, but that will now happen tonight instead when we go out for a curry.
In the late afternoon I went to a mall and spent my last 24 dollars on the stuff in the photo above. I thought I did pretty well as I manged to get a bottle of sauvignon blanc, a dark chocolate orange, a small box of Quality Street chocolates, and a chocolate mud cake. It did help brighten my day as I was feeling a bit unloved. In the evening I watched movies and ate far too much. Though it was a quiet day in the end, I did come to enjoy it.
And at least I have a dinner with a friend to still look forward to…
there was nothing to say
we were lying in bed
together no longer able
to touch for fear of
the dark hiding us both
like wounded animals
I still loved you, or
thought I did & then
you began telling me
how you weren't interested
in coming around to see me
anymore & that you weren't
sure if you loved me, or
if you had ever loved me
casually inserting a sharp
blade through the gaps
in my ribs & so I began
playing all my Suzanne Vega
albums one by one
knowing how much
you hated her
“Supergirl is up and away!” Jill’s been watching superhero movies lately, and now she’s dressed in a makeshift costume. To be honest the MCU and others have never much interested me, not when there is Star Wars, something Jill has never been interested in.
“Be careful!” I tell her as she runs around the living room narrowly avoiding shelves and tables.
“Watch me mummy!” Jill calls out as she runs into the backyard.
“Up and away!” I hear her yell. I run out to the yard and she’s nowhere to be seen. I look up into the sky….
Word count: 99
This was written with the prompt Up and Away provided by the Carrot Ranch April 25 Story Challenge.
“So I went over to Tasha’s place and we decided to go into town and meet up with Fuzz and Shev, but Tasha’s car wouldn’t start and we caught a bus, which took ages to come, so we were hella late. When we got to the bar only Fuzz was there. It turned out Shev hadn’t even turned up yet. So we had a few drinks and went to get something to eat, but Gazza surprisingly turned up, then we went into an alleyway…”
I sat there patiently listening to Janelle, wondering if her story actually had an ending…
Word count: 99
This was written with the prompt never ending provided by the Carrot Ranch April 18 Story Challenge.
“When I was told we were being attacked by pirates, this wasn’t what I was expecting.”
“Don’t I look like a pirate?”
“Well with the eye-patch and the parrot on your shoulder yes you do, it’s just that pirates today generally use small fast boats instead of sailing ships, and are armed with Kalashnikovs rather than cutlasses.”
“They don’t understand the romance of being a pirate.”
“Ah yes, the romance of robbing people at sea.”
“Shiver me timbers, are you being sarcastic? If you’re not careful you’ll walk the plank!”
“Mark my words you landlubber, you’ll end up in Davy Jones’ Locker yet. I mean it!”