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Thursday, September 26, 2013
September 26th Challenge
it’s Christina –
woke this morning to the first light of dawn peeking through my window. It took
a moment for this fact to register in my sleep fogged brain, but when it did…AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!
The alarm didn’t go off! I jump up and start running around like a chicken on
fire, for now it is 6:47 (a full hour and forty-seven minutes beyond when I
should have woken up), the exact time my daughter’s bus should be pulling up. I
get my daughter up, call the school telling them she’ll be late, make her
lunch, shove it into her back pack, then, low and behold, guess who comes down
the hall ready to go… my daughter. She managed to get ready in less than
fifteen minutes! We jump in the car and I get her to school…and, are you ready
for this? Five minutes before the bell!
now that I’m up and three quarters of the way to the grocery store, I decide to
go shopping for the things I needed to bring up to my other daughter this
weekend.(She sent me a list.) I get all
the food things on her list plus a few extras and I’m back home by 8:15, just
in time to wake my hubby up for work. Not exactly how I wanted to start my day,
but it has been surprisingly productive thus far.
all I need to do is make sure I locate the remaining things on my daughter’s
list, get the car packed up (the groceries have already been stored in a bin
and it is in the car), and then get our own stuff packed for our trip. I’m so
excited. I haven’t seen my baby in over a month and I miss her!!
school has a bunch of activities planned for the weekend, but the last thing I
want to do is sit in lectures and presentations, so we are going to kidnap her
and take her apple picking instead. We will all go to Saturday night’s dinner
sponsored by the school, but other than that, I am going to be selfish. We will
be getting there around ten on Saturday morning and then we’ll be leaving
around three on Sunday, so that’s less than thirty hours. I want her all to
ourselves for as many of those hours as possible.
is spirit week at Champlain College, and below is my daughter’s dorm’s entry
for the stoop decorating contest. The theme is "America the Beaverful" (they’re
the Champlain Beavers). If you look at some of the other photos, many of the
other Freshmen dorms only have a few kids participating in the contest. Then
when you see the photos of the upper classmen’s entries, you realize what a big
deal the event is; something Freshmen probably had not anticipated. Now I’m not
saying my daughter had anything to do with this, but after four years of events
similar to this at her high school, I think she may have had a part in rallying
her dorm mates into action. Another photo showed several more kid
participating, but it wasn’t a clear shot, so I chose this one instead. (My
baby is right in front with the striped scarf.) They are singing the Star
Spangled Banner for the judges.
hope you have a great day, and happy writing!
Your Last Challenge was:
Just one bite…
That’s all it took. Just one bite. And
now look at me. I’m a mess. But how could I resist? It looked so good. Sitting
there looking so luscious and sweet, it was practically calling, “Eat me…eat
I knew I shouldn’t have. I remember
what happened the last time. I knew the results could only get worse, but I
just had to have a taste, just one little bite. Now I look like a cartoon
character! My mouth resembles a plunger. My skin has a brindle effect, and the
effort it is taking not to scratch has me practically vibrating.
That’s it, I give up. It originally
started as a vampire theme, but that didn’t work either, so I deleted it – all three
sentences I managed to write. It was more on the lines of “Love at First Bite”
as opposed to “Dracula” anyway. Dang, when I posted the challenge yesterday, I
thought it would be a good one. Guess I just wasn’t feeling it today. It
happens. Better luck tomorrow…
Next Challenge is (something a little different):
Start your story with “Sundays always meant…”
You have 10 minutes (be honest). There is no right or wrong,
just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t count and NO ONE is allowed to
criticize what someone else has written. Go.