Monthly Archives: September 2022

Morning-After Headaches

I thought she asked if we wanted “regular” or “little” margaritas. It turns out she was saying “liter.” Guess which we ordered?

Morning-After Headaches

The candor of the bottle brings trouble in the morning
when its repercussions start to bloom with little warning.

One’s midnight refusal to utter statements truthless
might, once daylight dawns, be considered to be ruthless.

A drunk’s stubborn insistence to reflect only reality
has been known to end relationships with a certain finality.

Hidden covetous feelings might hereby be revealed
when questioning the ethics of a friend’s investment yield.

One more lifted shot glass can cause snafus in decisions
over topics covered in the next round of derisions.

So some strategic planning should be used on one’s nights out,
regarding confidential matters that one is apt to spout.

When drinking, topics talked about must thus be planned strategically,
for pains caused by loose lips are not ones solved analgesically.

 

 

Prompt words today are bottle ,snafu, covetous, strategic, reality, stubborn, candor.

The Letter “L” Floral Alphabet Challenge, Sept 25, 2022

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Please post your “L” flowers and link both here in comments and to Cee’s FOTD

Surrounding Hills

 

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Thanks, Wind Kisses, For the Lens Artist Challenge “Over the Hill.”

Ode to Cheetos

Ode to Cheetos

If you’ve given up on lunch
and seek a substitute with punch,

Cheetos are my favorite snacks
that can be found sealed up in sacks.
Always flavorful and munchy,
crisp and satisfyingly crunchy
between lips and teeth and gums,
enjoyable from cheeks to tums.

Though they’re often underrated,
I feel that they have been berated
by makers of crackers and chips
as well as creators of dips,
due to envy and to spite,
for citrus drinks like Squirt and Sprite
complement their spicy bite,
setting all the world to right.

So buy a bag without delay.
Do not wait another day.
You’ll be elated that you did,
and also happy that you hid
the bag so as you start to chew,
you know that it is all for you!
(Hint: Get the bag marked “Torciditos.”
They’re the premiere type of Cheetos!!!)

For more Cheetos excitement, go here: https://judydykstrabrown.com/2022/12/26/a-very-cheetos-christmas/

Prompt words today are citrus, spite, crunchy, crisp, delay, happy and berated.

Not fiction. I am addicted to these little devils and everyone I’ve introduced them to has become hooked as well. I guess I do you no favors in sharing my favorite vice. I may have to go buy some now. Fortunately, (regrettably?) a little shop I must pass on my way to or from home sells them.

Coupling Couplets

Go swift to work but slower to thy glee,
and you will go with other, not with me.
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If two by two in life you choose to go,
you never will regret if going’s slow.
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Join hands with one who also squeezes back
or else you will forever mourn its lack.
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Choose love by heart and not by merely face

and then regrets will never be the case.

Five heroic couplets on the subject of coupling for dVerse Poets.

Floral Alphabet Challenge, The Letter “K,” Sept 24, 2022

Love this plant, but Zoe uprooted all of them in my planters, along with all the moss roses she could reach. I could save a fortune on dog food and just let this girl graze on my plants and lawn grubs!  Of course I’d have no garden left to speak of.

 

For my  Floral Alphabet Challenge, Sept 24, 2022: The Letter “K”   Please publish your own and link here in the comments below.

If Truth Were Told

If Truth Were Told

I’d call you oxymoron, but the pun is just too corny,
so I will simply say that you’re as dumb as you are horny.
You’d be Barney Fife’s apprentice if they rated you on brains—
your lantern of enlightenment extinguished by life’s rains.

Your logic is so flimsy that you’re little more than beast.
Left is right, in is out, up’s down and west is east.
When we try to help you, you see reason as assault.
The world is out to get you and nothing is your fault.

Everyone we know says that we should abandon you,
let you reap what you have sown and cook in your own stew,
but we cannot do it. We’re with you to the end,
because for a lifetime, we have called you friend.

Prompt words are lantern, apprentice, flimsy, east, oxymoron and assault.
The goofus in this photo has given permission to use it. None of the other descriptions apply to him, however. (Face by Forgottenman)

Intruder Addendum

Roo as a kitten.

Intruder cat trying to break in.

If you haven’t read yesterday”s blog about my intruder cat, go HERE to read the story before you go on reading this post. This is the happy ending. This morning she was still here, glued to the glass door of the kitchen so I had to nudge her away with the door to get it open to feed the cats. The other two cats rushed inside to get away from her and luckily their dishes from last night’s feeding were still inside. I kept inturder cat at bay while I got a scoop of dry and a packet of wet catfood and filled the dishes, but my cats wouldn’t come to eat even though the door was closed, because they could see the intruder through the glass. So, I had to move their dishes into the living room out of sight of i.c. who continued to yeowl at the door.

I was hoping if i didn’t feed her that she’d go away, but that hadn’t worked. Just then Oscar (Yolanda’s son) got back from walking Zoe and Morrie and Diego and saw what was going on. I asked if he knew the story and he said yes, Yolanda had told them and that she liked the cat. I asked if they had a cat and he said no. Then I asked if he thought Yolanda might adopt the cat and he shook his head enthusiastically “Yes!” So, long story short, I found a small carrier in the garage and drove him home with “their” new kitty. I told him I thought perhaps this kitty was a reincarnated Roo, one of the four kittens left on my doorstep a few years ago. I kept them all but two had disappeared after a year or so. Roo had longer hair, but was white like this cat, so perhaps she’d been reincarnated and had sought us out and that was why she was so insistent re/ establishing contact. If you read my friend Rita’s comment on the other blog, perhaps you’ll be convinced that it is so.  If you want to see Roo breaking in as a kitten, watch this YouTube video:

And if you want to know the ending to the story, go to the link below: https://judydykstrabrown.com/2022/09/26/an-amazing-ending-to-the-cat-intruder-story/

Tarnished Gold

Tarnished Gold 

It’s apparent I’m replaceable. At least it is the shout
that you moved in my replacement as soon as I moved out.
I hope that you remember as you stroll down your new path
that your former roadway contains an aftermath.

The heirlooms of our marriage include three children who
don’t share my intention of divorcing you.
They need a proper father and you’re the only one
licensed to address them as daughter and as son.

On the heirloom ring you gave me on our wedding night,
the chimera of your family crest really wasn’t quite
appropriate, though made of gold polished shiny bright,
An ass head on a serpent’s body would have got it right!

 

Tenth prompt for the poetry scavenger hunt hosted by A Different Perspective. Write a Golda or incorporate words related to gold into a poem. Is it cheating that I used a poem written six years ago?

(I know gold isn’t supposed to tarnish, but apparently it sometimes does. Perhaps it wasn’t authentic in the first place?)

“Intruder”: My Pick for CBWC, Sept 22, 2022


This is so bizarre, but this little cat stranger has been trying to break into my house by any means possible for the past two days.  Here she is climbing the screen, getting on the crossbar of the security grill and clawing at the window. She then jumps down into the space between the bars and the window, squeezes out and climbs up the screen again. She does this over and over, then goes to different doors and tries to get in. She tried going into the back yard, was chased by dogs and just jumped up on the ledge between the top of the wall and the ground and calmly crouched while the dogs went crazy barking.  I cannot get her to leave. Both big cats are afraid of her and I can’t feed them outside as she comes and runs them off and eats the food. When I let Zoe out, she scared Zoe as well, who ran back inside. I put her in a carrier cage for awhile and the cats still wouldn’t go out to eat with her in the cage outside. When I go out, she curls around my feet and trips me… just wants to be close constantly but it is throwing my entire household off. Don’t know what to do. I think she’s an abandoned pet. Doesn’t seem feral, but we just can’t function with her here. What to do? Next thing, she’ll be climbing up on the roof and jumping down the chimney.

To read the rest of the story, go HERE.

For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge “Your Pick” I pick this!!!!