Andrew the new,
Dancing in your mother’s womb,
We await your arrival,
For any day now you’ll bloom.
Wonderful, you will be
with 10 little fingers and 10 tiny toes.
The perfect beautiful gift,
kissed with a cute button nose.
You were a surprise,
but a delight indeed.
Sometimes you danced so hard
that your mother peed.
(A poem for #5, my soon to arrive grandson.)
via Daily Prompt: Dancing
Dancing Baby Boy
Recently I was watching Talking with Chris Hardwick (AMC and The Nerdist Podcast) with Michelle Monaghan as the guest. She shared a story about how Kevin Bacon had once told her “this too shall pass” during a conversation in which she was talking about something good in her life.
Now I grew up in church circles where this was/is common advice for when you are going through something crappy or tough. (It is after all from the story of Esther in the Bible.) Kevin Bacon was however making the point that Continue reading
I cannot help but laugh… I am boring because I know what 42 means.
What’s so special about 42?
If you have an Amazon Echo device, stop now and ask Alexa. Don’t worry, she knows the answer. Go ahead, I’ll wait. (Alexa, what is 42?) Continue reading
writing not a word
oh how crappy it is to blog
when imagination’s not stirred
words by Nonie – to the tune of Jingle Bells