A reminder to myself…

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“A true friend loves unconditionally and expects nothing in return.” ~M

 


Originally posted: January 27, 2016

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#MidnightMadness – 5/24/2017

This is for those of you who commented on the orange peeler yesterday.  I found a tutorial that shows how to use it.  Now you’ll be able to efficiently peel oranges at midnight whenever you want!  Lol….  😉

 

#MidnightMadness – 5/23/2017

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“Hey Mom!  What is this, a knitting needle?”

Caitlyn Cook (daughter, age 23)

 

How many of you know what this is?  I suppose it could pass for a crochet needle, but it’s actually an orange peeler.  My girls never cease to surprise me by their odd questions, even at this age.  Lol…. 😉

#MidnightMadness – 5/22/2017

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For the guy in my neighborhood, who was washing his car in the rain today.  This one’s for you.  Lol… 😉


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#MidnightMadness – 5/21/2017

My daughter and her husband have started a YouTube channel.  Check them out and subscribe!  😉

#MidnightMadness – 5/20/2017

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Certain discoveries were made today at the lunch table…

“Look mom!  A head with a hat!”

~Autumn Cook (Age 8)

I never knew blueberries and raspberries could look like people.  Lol…  😉

The Silent Scream

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The forest was thick with the smell of pine and screech owls glided overhead. Patches of thick heavy fog hung low to the ground and left her feeling vulnerable. She was careful not to walk too fast, as she couldn’t quite see where she was going or what she was stepping upon. The ground was soft and squishy and with each step she took, her boots sunk deeper into the boggy terrain. She wrapped her parka tighter around her chilled body and hoped that it wouldn’t be too long before she found her way back to the cabin.

The day had been unusually warm for this time of year and so she had decided to go for a nice long walk in the woods. She didn’t really think about where she was planning on going and ended up letting her imagination flood her mind and in the process ended up leaving her good judgement behind. Eventually, she realized that she had lost her sense of direction and had been wandering around the forest for several hours. She tried desperately to find her way back, but was quite sure that she was just walking around in circles.

The trees were so tall in this part of the forest, that she could barely see the sky through the canopy of endless evergreen pine needles. She did the only thing that she could think to do and just kept walking. She walked deeper into the forest and noticed that the terrain was quickly changing. The day was fading fast and the forest had become eerily quiet. Every twig she stepped upon, echoed in the cool night air and dark shadows formed all around her, causing the forest to turn into a frightful and foreboding place.

She pressed on though and searched for an open place where she could at least sit down and rest and hopefully be lucky enough to capture a glimpse of the North Star to help her find her way. As she continued on, the ground only became more difficult to navigate and soon she was so deep into the marshland, that she could barely lift her feet at all. She wanted to turn back, but she couldn’t remember from which way she had come.

The screech owls were back again, their frightful cries caused her to shiver and tremble in fear. Suddenly she heard a twig snap from behind her and she whirled herself around as fast as she could. To her surprise and great relief, it was only a raccoon and so she continued to trudge through the soggy soil as best she could.

A little while later, she heard another twig snap and figured that her little friend must be back, but as she turned around, she discovered a man instead. He was nearly twice her size and his cold hard stare caused her to stumble backwards. His eyes were black as coal and he wore a long dark trench coat that was covered in mud and torn in several places. In one lengthy step he closed the gap between them.

She tried to scream, but no sound came. She felt her body begin to plummet into a black hole of oblivion. The last thing she saw before she broke free of his evil gaze, was the edge of a silver blade, saturated in a thick red substance, which was trickling down upon the watery ground below. The droplets pulsed through the murky waters and formed beautiful patterns that glistened in the moonlight.

Startled awake by this haunting dream, she woke up in a cold sweat and wondered where she was. She sat upright, trying to adjust her eyes to the darkness and breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that everything had all just been a crazy dream. She laid back down and tried to fall back to sleep, unaware of the screech owl perched on a low hanging branch just outside her window and the large muddy footprints on the floor just outside of her bedroom.

Written by, Michelle Cook


Originally posted: November 6, 2015

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#MidnightMadness – 5/19/2017

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The coal black night was dismally cold and damp, and only a flicker of light illuminated the old dusty room.

 

Now you finish the story… No compty’s please!  Let’s see what you got!  😉


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#MidnightMadness – 5/18/2017

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Well… have you?  Lol… If so, what did you try and what have you discovered?  😉


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#MidnightMadness – 5/17/2017

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If you could be any flavor of ice cream what flavor would you be and why?

 

*I sincerely apologize to all of the pregnant women out there who may be reading this at midnight.  Or perhaps I really should be apologizing to the men in your life, who now have to go buy you ice cream at this late hour of the night.  Sorry guys… 😋

 

P.S.  I’d be Mint N’ Chip, because it’s my favorite!  🍦


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#MidnightMadness – 5/16/2017

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Blogger friend Trent, from Trent’s World has graciously given us a new word to add to the dictionary.  Compty is the word, and it means… wanting to comment on a blog post but coming up empty when you try.  So here’s a poem I promised to write about it.  And just in case you missed it, this goes along with last night’s Midnight Madness; which you can check out here.

 

Compty

Is a very unique word

One you’ve probably

Never even heard

 

It’s a word made up

By our blogger friend Trent

Who decided to tell me

What this awesome word meant

 

So have no fear

This magical word is now here

Its meaning is simple and easy

And won’t leave you feeling queasy

 

It has to do with

Wanting to comment on a blog

During those frustrating times

When your brain is in a fog

 

It’s then that you can’t quite

Figure out what to say

So you just end up leaving

And going on your merry way

 

So thank you Trent

For sharing your word

It really is lovely

And not at all absurd

 

It’s too bad nobody else

Was brave enough to submit any more

Get with the program all you other bloggers

And don’t be such a bore!  😉

 

Written by, Michelle Cook

 


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#MidnightMadness – 5/15/2017

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Thought we were sort of due for another question and answer game tonight.  So…

If you could add one word to the dictionary, what would it be and what would it mean?

 

P.S.  I will choose one of the answers and write a poem about it tomorrow.  So think of a good one!  I can’t wait to see all of your responses.  ~M


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#MidnightMadness – 5/14/2017

Happy Mother’s Day!

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#MidnightMadness – 5/13/2017

This was one of four bands I saw perform tonight, and I have to say they were my favorite.  Believe it or not, they are siblings!  Such great talent all in one family. Check them out!

#MidnightMadness – 5/12/2017

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“Even the tiniest flicker of light from the last flame of hope, can be all that’s needed to start a world ablaze.”  ~M