Tag Archives: frustration

Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt – Mists

Chances not taken

The opportunities missed

Evaporating

Into the cold morning mist

To disguise frustration’s tears

©2017 Annette Rochelle Aben

https://scvincent.com/2017/12/14/thursday-photo-prompt-mists-writephoto/

It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Mischief

Okay…  signed into my email this morning, fresh coffee by my side, ready to do the virtual cruise to the blogs I follow – and guess what?

I had BLOCKED EVERYONE AGAIN. Not a blog notification to be had.

Seriously?  Really?  

So, I refer everyone to a blog post of mine from last month, in which I explain how to remedy this hooey.

https://annetterochelleaben.wordpress.com/2017/11/09/reunited-and-it-feels-so-good/

Just to let you know, I am not ignoring anyone AND that I believe there must be some sort of wacky, Christmas, Elf on the Shelf thing going on, for as in the recent past, I never went anywhere near that crazy option.  

Anyway, carry on!  Have a terrific day, wherever you are and whatever you are doing.

Cheers

I Used To Follow You

It is once again time to play another round of

I Used to Follow You 

 Thanks, WordPress…

That’s right, our favorite bored game has returned just in time to make my life that much more interesting.

believe me, this is NOT a requirement for MY happiness…

The lack of emails over the last few days, did have me wondering if you all were slacking on your blog posts. However, as I have been s-w-a-m-p-e-d with various and sundry tasks, I figured, I’d look into it today.  What I found is that it appears I have stopped following many of you.

what the… 

I did not stop following any of you, however your posts have ceased appearing in my emails.

*curse you, Red Baron

So, until this all gets sorted out, please know I am here.  I still love you and am making every attempt to show everyone’s blog some love in the meantime.

I actually thought you ALL might be doing that write a book in November thing… because I am…  (spoiler alert)

 

change is good

Snow and ice, Thursday

70’s by the weekend

Yup, Michigan Spring!

©2017 Annette Rochelle Aben

Let There Be…

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“It’s time to string the lights!”

Is the phrase I dread the most

I can handle the shopping, and wrapping, even playing the congenial host

But when the tree is standing ready, its boughs so regal, yet bare

I know my family lives to observe the further greying of my hair

What began as one small string has grown to fill a box

That could easily be used to house a cart pulled by an ox

Beginning oh so patiently, I strive to find the end

I remind myself that it is really only ONE NIGHT I will spend

Wrestling with a ball of wire just to please the little nippers

Who don’t realize I could finish much quicker if I had a pair of snippers

The harder I work, the bigger the mess taking over our living room floor

One by one, I see the family disappear through the dining room door

It’s just me and them now, those little holiday twinkles

And I plot a cunning strategy, my determined brow wrinkles

Slowly, it begins to dawn, a plan so simple and sweet

I have the power to stop this madness, in my leather covered feet

First, I rise quietly and pace about the room

Then I slip into the closet and fetch myself the broom

I sweep the teeny, tiny pieces into a paper sack

Then yell as I run out the door, “In a minute, I’ll be back!”

Off to the store I race with but one goal in sight

To enjoy the beauty of our tree without wasting another night

Hundreds of little boxes are waiting there for me

Each with a die cut cardboard holding instant brilliance for our tree

My laughter is easy and free, as I slide through the parking lot

Let those tiny twinkles get me down any longer…  I think not

For I vow that even if it means buying stock in the company

From this point forward, every year, we’ll put brand new lights upon our tree!

(c) 2016 Annette Rochelle Aben