Wednesday's Words on a Friday

It's 6:37pm on Thursday and I've got nothing in mind. I've been out all day and most of yesterday too, so let's just see what happens with these words....

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.

This month the words are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here.

This week's words are:

1. enclosing

2. purpose

3. care

4. patch

5. jamming

6. shame

and/or:

1. bent

2. organic

3. mangle

4. textbook

5. gravity

6. excuse

Here we go>>>

give me a minute, I'm thinking......

and eating. 

Home made hot chips (fries), homemade burger patty, (no bun) and a side of hot slaw, which is just coleslaw vegetables stir-fried instead of mixed with coleslaw dressing.

You're all hungry now, right? Ha Ha

God's Observation Deck 4

Pushing through the star-spangled door and passing through the spacious room beyond, God stepped out onto his observation deck. A huge enormous deck from which he could magically see just about everything.

"Ah, Peter, thought I'd find you here," said God. "Seeing anything interesting down there?"

"I've been watching the Williams family," said Peter. "Michelle's mum has a bumper crop of organic apples this year and she's making apple sauce and apple pies."

"Seems like they've turned things around since they switched their little patch to permaculture."

"hmm," said Peter. "all that mulching and the nutrient from the worm farm have helped a lot. Elaine thinks she may be able to sell some of the apple sauce at the Farmer's Market this year."

"She probably can," said God, "but what's all that ruckus at the back of the house?"

"That's Michelle," said Peter. "Elaine has told her there'll be no apple pie for dessert if she doesn't clean up her room, so Michelle is jamming as much as she can into the closet and hoping it will stay there. A shame really, if she only sorted it all properly, she'd see that most of it is rubbish, old school papers and stuff. She's only going to have to do it all again when Elaine finds out." 

"How about I put a hold on the closet door for a while, just until tomorrow, so Michelle gets some apple pie." said God. 

Peter said, "That doesn't seem like the best idea you ever had. If she gets away with it this time, she'll just keep trying it instead of properly cleaning her room."

"That's true," said God, "but it's apple pie!"

"I think you're ignoring the gravity of the situation," said Peter. "On the other hand, Michelle did help that old woman at the supermarket yesterday."

"What happened there?" said God. "I missed that."

"You remember Claudette Simmons with the badly bent back? The osteoporosis one. She was having trouble pushing her walker across the carpark area and Michelle helped her. She said Claudette should sit on the seat part, then she pushed her to the Community Bus and helped her with her bags as well."

"Hmmm, " said God. "We'll do the closet door thing, and send Michelle a dream message, where her closet bursts open and her bed gets covered in mangled old textbooks."

"That should work nicely," said Peter. 'Do you think we can talk Mary into making us some apple pies?"

"I'd leave Mary alone for a while. She's in a bit of a snit. She asked John had the younger Angels finished enclosing the duck pen, because she wants to collect the feathers for new wings this year, and John had some lame excuse that I didn't quite hear."

"What's up with John lately anyway?" said Peter. "He seems to have lost all purpose, just wanders around like he doesn't care about anything."

"I think I'll go and have a talk with him," said God.