Friday, December 25, 2015

Reindeer Games #FunnyFriday December 2015

Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.
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Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by Follow me home (http://followmehome.shellybean.com).
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1. Guess what day it is!! What?! No, not Hump Day. Do I look like I have humps to you?!? 

2. What are you looking at?! Nothing to see here. Move along. 

3. Yo, Buddy! Take a picture it will last longer!! 
*driver takes picture*
You'll thank me later. Next time, bring some apples or something. 
4. *fives minutes later and the staring contest still continues*

5. Awww man. Just got my admission response letter. Santa still hasn't accepted me into Reindeer School. When will he realize I'm just as good, if not better, than those silly reindeer. 

Merry Christmas to all of you who celebrate!!! 

Regardless if you celebrate or not... I hope you have a wonderful day!!! 
Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile:
Follow me home (http://followmehome.shellybean.com)
Measurements of Merriment (http://measurementsofmerriment.blogspot.com)
Southern Belle Charm (http://www.southernbellecharm.com)
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy (http://dinoheromommy.com/)
Baking In A Tornado (http://www.BakingInATornado.com)
Someone Else’s Genius (http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com)
Confessions of a part-time working mom (http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/)
Not That Sarah Michelle (http://notthatsarahmichelle.blogspot.com)
Spatulas on Parade  (http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/)

Monday, December 14, 2015

Tis the Season For Poetry #HolidayPoetry

I do not know exactly what it is, but I do love this time of year. I know that part of it is Christmas. Not the materialistic side of Christmas, but the true meaning of Christmas. The birth of Jesus and the great amount of love God as for us, side of Christmas. 

I have never had any major Christmas celebrations. I have never really had any traditions. As a child, I never even believed in Santa Claus. Yet, somehow Christmas has always been special to me. I love the stories behind Christmas and the music. Yes, I love Christmas carols. My favorite one is The Little Drummer Boy. I also love to decorate. I love Christmas trees and lights and snowmen (though I hate actual snow and snowmen) and Christmas villages. So much to love about this time of year.


I also love giving gifts. I wish I were super rich, so I could give away much better gifts, much more frequently. I am not sure I could ever truly stay rich for long. I think I would give it all away. There are so many people in need, and I would genuinely want to help them all. I have never really received a ton of gifts throughout my lifetime, but I have loved and appreciated them all, and maybe that is what fuels my love for giving gifts. 

With this being such a magically wonderful time of the year, a few of my Blogger friends and I wanted to get together, and share poetry with you all. So, we are posting a collection of poetry based on the holiday season. I hope you enjoy it all! I will post links to the other contributions at the end of the post. For now, here is my contribution. 'Tis the season for poetry.

Poem 1:

Snowflakes softly falling.
The night air growing cold.
As always I am stalling.
Trying to feel more bold.
Trying to find the words I need.
Wanting to tell you how I feel.
Wondering if you would even take heed.
Wondering if you knew, how you would deal.
I make jokes and laugh it off.
I act as though this is inconsequential.
I hide my nervousness with a cough.
I once again let the chance die, losing its potential.
I say my goodbye.
I watch you leave.
Feeling as though I may cry.
Knowing I love you more than you could believe.
Knowing that you may never truly know.
Knowing that I should have told you.
Watching you walk through the snow.
Wishing I were brave enough to stop you.
To tell you not to go.
Wishing that just for once, we could celebrate together.
That we could cuddle all night, while the tree lights glow.
Getting lost in each other's company, not worrying about the weather.
Maybe one day I will say the words for you to hear.
Maybe I will finally tell you that I want to be more than your friend.
To let you know that I want you to be mine all year.
That I never want our time together to end.
Maybe one day I will make you mine.
I would hope you would want that.
I hope you would think the idea of being a couple was fine.
Our lives would blend and we'd do more than just chat.
I would be so complete. 
Finally having you at my side.
I know telling you would turn our bond to concrete.
I know in my heart you love me.
I know I should not be so shy.
I know you wouldn't do all you do, if you did not care for me.
I know I should quit letting these opportunities pass me by.
I just worry.
I feel so many things inside.
My emotions are in a flurry.
It always seems to be easier to just let my feelings hide.
No more of that.
I am done with my heart pining.
I am going to tell you out flat.
This will be the last time our celebrations are not combining.
Next year you will be my Christmas date.
I will give you the gift of myself.
I will leave the rest up to fate.
I will no longer keep my feelings up on a shelf.
I know this may feel out of the blue.
Though I guess it may seem inevitable.
I think I truly feel that you always knew.
I just needed to let it grow to be believable.
I am ready finally.
Ready to take life by the rein.
I am ready definitely.
I just hope Christmas doesn't end with my heart in pain.
So hear me out.
Whatever you do, just say yes.
Let's celebrate and shout.
Right after I tell you I love you will finess.
Be my best gift.
Let me be yours too.
Let our roles shift.
Let's start our journey anew.
Merry Christmas, my Love.
From now on you won't be just my friend.
You will always be a gift from above.
Our love will never end.


Poem 2:

Chestnut Praline coffee in my cup.
Happy giggles filling the air.
Red and green wrapping paper covering the floor.
Ivy vines draped along the mantle.
Santa's contributions being enjoyed.
TV playing a Christmas movie marathon.
My heart overflowing with happiness and love.
A new doll and train being played with.
Smiles all around.


Poem 3:

Joyful and serene.
Every worry is bearable, thanks to him.
Sins forgiven.
Unimaginable amounts of love.
Savior for me, savior for us all.


Poem 4:

I think of you often.
No matter what time of day or night, thoughts of you always cross my mind.
They seem to visit my mind most often this time of year.
Christmas always makes me think of you.
I miss you every single day.
It just seems I miss you even more this time of year.
I wish you were here with me.
I wish I could give you wonderful gifts.
I wish I could hug and kiss you.
I hope you know I love you.
I hope you know I will always miss you.


As promised, here are the links to my blogger friends and their contributions to this holiday poetry collection! I hope you all have a wonderful rest of 2015. If you celebrate Christmas, I hope your Christmas is full of happiness and love. If you celebrated Hanukkah, I hope it was blessed and beautiful. If you celebrate some other holiday, or nothing at all, I hope you have a beautiful and wonderfully blessed rest of December. 




Robin of Someone Else's Genius


Dawn of Spatulas On Parade 



Candice of Measurements of Merriment


Karen of Baking In A Tornado 


Sarah of Not That Sarah Michelle 


Friday, December 11, 2015

Making Me #UseYourWords December 2015

Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked four to six words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That is the challenge, here is a fun twist; no one who is participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.







My words are:
fledgling ~ littered ~ candlestick ~ abandoned ~ living dead
They were submitted by: http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com  
Thank you for such awesome words! :) 


We met when I was a fledgling.
New and untamed.
Lonely and abandoned
garbage littered on the roadside.
You guided me through the darkness,
like a candlestick in a lighthouse tower.
I left the company of the living dead,
and became fully alive.
Aware of myself. 
Aware of life's possibilities.
You awaked my soul.
You infused my being with the spark of life.
You walked with me.
You helped me mature and grow.
No longer a fledgling.
No longer clueless.
You made me a better person.
It made all the pain worth it.
It made the ebb and flow bearable. 
You were worth it all.
Even now that you've gone away, 
and only pain remains.
It was worth it.
I have no regrets. 
Just gratitude and 
memories.
Happy memories.
Thank you.


Thank you for taking the time to read my addition to this month's Use Your Words! I hope you enjoyed it! Now, do yourself a favor, and go check out what my friends did, with their words!



Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:


Friday, December 4, 2015

It's Better To Give #SecretSubjectSwap December 2015

Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week 15 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts. 


My “Secret Subject” is:
What is the absolute worst gift you've ever been given?
It was submitted by: http://www.renasworld.com/ (Thank you for such a great subject!!!!)



This is such a horrible subject for me. The subject itself is AWESOME, and I wish I could ask all my fellow bloggers to answer it. I have a feeling that we would get some amazing laughs. The truth is that I really do not get a lot of gifts, and I am so grateful for every single one I get, that I cannot think of a single bad one. I have a horrible habit of placing sentimental value on things, especially gifts. So, yeah, I don't think I have ever been given a gift that I did not love. 

So, I did a lot of thinking. I even consulted Chad, and he said I should say dirty diapers. How true that is! Gigi has given me some horrible gifts! Some very poopy gifts, pun very much intended. Then thinking about poop diaper type gifts, got me thinking about colds. Yes, anyone that has ever "gifted" me their germs/colds... Horrible, horrible gifts! 

Then I took it a bit further, and realized that my Dad gifted me his temper, another horrible gift. My mom gifted me OCD, definitely a horrible gift. My mom gifted me her feet. Now, she may argue this, but a horrible gift. I wish I had dainty little girly feet. Nope. Big, solid feet. 

What about you, what is the worst gift you have ever received?! What is the best one?! What is the worst gift that you have ever given someone?!

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts. Go and find out what subjects my friends tackled this month! See you there:

http://www.BakingInATornado.com                          Baking In A Tornado
http://notthatsarahmichelle.blogspot.com               Not That Sarah Michelle
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/                      Spatulas on Parade
http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/                            Sparkly Poetic Weirdo
http://www.southernbellecharm.com                        Southern Belle Charm
http://www.renasworld.com/                                        Rena’s World
http://dinoheromommy.com/                               Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com                         Never Ever Give Up Hope
http://www.angrivatedmom.wordpress.com                The Angrivated Mom
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com                     Someone Else’s Genius
http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch             Confessions of a part time working mom
http://thelieberfamily.com                                      The Lieber Family Blog
http://www.JuiceboxConfession.com                            Juicebox Confession

http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com                                  Climaxed

Friday, November 27, 2015

Clean Up on Aisle Stove #FunnyFriday November 2015

Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write five captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.

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Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by the fabulous Tamara of Confessions of a part-time working mom! Thank you for such an interesting picture! <3

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1. Spaghetti leader to chef: We will not be forced to change! We will remain in our natural state, you will not eat us! C'mon y'all! Run! Do not give in to the softening powers of the water!

2. Wife to hubby: Does the spaghetti look like that when I cook? No. The point is to get the spaghetti IN the pot! Go watch TV, and let me finish this!
Hubby to himself: Yes! I bet she will never ask for help again!

3. Child to mom: See, Mom! I helped!
Mom to herself: Oh Gee.
Mom to child: Aw! That's great! Thank you so much! Now go play, and I finish up!

4. Hubby to wife: I think it's time you go to the eye doctor.
Wife: Why?
Hubby: You cannot even see what you are doing anymore.
Wife: You have no idea what you are talking about. I can see just fine! Now, where did I put my wooden spoon? I swear I just had it.

5. Anyone else look at this, and get the serious urge to play Pick Up Sticks?!?! Just me?


For everyone that celebrated.... I hope you all had a very blessed Thanksgiving! We Berghams had a great day! Yummy food and great company! I did well in Fantasy Football. I was able to buy a homeless man a warm meal at Denny's. Overall a great day!

Thank you for taking the time to check out my contribution to this month's Funny Friday! Now, go forth and let my friends make you giggle!



Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile:


Tuesday, November 17, 2015

#ThankfulPoetry

My friends and I decided to all write poetry inspired by Thanksgiving. :) So, here is my contribution. I hope you enjoy it! 




Poem 1:

God has blessed me so much.
Over the years I have had so much happiness.
Blessings have been great.
Burdens have been frequent, but bearable.
Love has been abundant.
Every day has been a blessing, even the bad ones.


Poem 2:

I find myself being thankful for you on a regular basis.
Thankful for all the good times we had.
Thankful for all the bad times as well.
Those bad times taught me so much.
They taught me about myself and about life.
They made me the person I am today.
You changed my life, you changed me.
You taught me how to love.
You taught me how to please and be pleased.
You taught me how to survive losing love.
You taught me how to move on.
Loving you and losing you, it all made me a better person.
I am so grateful you were a part of my history.
You prepared me for my future.
I always thought you would be a part of my future,
but I have become okay with the fact you are gone.
You taught me how to live with you,
and I have learned how to live without you.
I am very thankful for everything.
I am thankful for you.
I am thankful for the love,
and I am thankful for the loss.

Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry! Please enjoy the poetry created my all of my friends as well! 


Robin of Someone Else's Genius   Ode to Turkey Day
Candice of Measurements of Merriment   Thanksgiving Poems
Dawn of Spatulas on Parade   Thanksgiving Haiku
Steena of The Angrivated Mom A Tiime For Thanks


Friday, November 13, 2015

Cookie Baker #UseYourWords November 2015

Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked four to six words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That is the challenge, here is a fun twist; no one who is participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.





My words are: 
seasons ~ euphemism ~ honor ~ century ~ rise
They were submitted by: http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/  (Thank you for the inspirational words! :))

As I lay here watching your chest rise with each breath,
and my mind wanders to thoughts of last night,
when you chose to honor my body,
by giving me the best orgasm of the century.
I cannot help but wonder when you will wake,
and what will happen next.
Will you be gone again before I can properly say Good morning?
Will you stay around a while?
I never know how you will act,
what you will say,
or when I will see you next.
Christmas is quickly approaching.
I spent so many of the holiday seasons of the past alone.
My days void of your presence.
My holidays spent missing you and longing for your embrace.
Will this year be the same?
Or will you show up, surprising me, and making my day perfect.
You used to always be around.
Every single day.
We use to pass the time talking and kissing and existing together.
We made each other happy.
We made each other complete.
I miss those days.
I miss those moments of happiness.
I miss making wonderful memories with you.
Like that lazy Christmas night, back in 2006.
The one we spent on the pile of pillows in the den,
watching movies, eating popcorn, and enjoying each other.
That was the day you decided that cookies most definitely needed to be a euphemism for orgasms. 
I have never been able to eat a cookie without giggling since.
Now, it seems like that is all we are to each other.
Cookies.
I miss when we were so much more than cookies.
I miss when you were an actual part of my life.
I miss you. I miss us. Not this us, but the old us.
The us when we actually lived together, and not just lived and occasionally saw each other.
Of course we have never actually lived together.
You would never do that.
That would be too settled. Too normal. Too domestic.
You thrive on being undomesticated and a rebel.
You thrive on beating your own drum rhythm and living your own life.
Maybe one day you will change your rhythm. 
Maybe one day we can make a rhythm in tandem.
Maybe we can create a life together.
Under the same roof.
With the same goals.
Maybe one day.
I won't hold my breath.
For now I will simply enjoy these moments,
when you choose to include me in your life.
When you come and make some memories.
When we share some cookies and a laugh or two.
When you act almost like things never changed.
Like you never walked away.
Like you never decided I didn't fit into your plan. 
Like you never decided I didn't fit you.
Until then I will just lay here, next to you,
while you sleep next to me.
I will silently tell you how much I love you.
Tell you how much you mean to me.
Then once you wake, I will pretend to sleep,
so you can slip out silently, like you always do.
Leaving me to wonder when you will return.
Knowing when you do, it won't be the real you.
The you I fell in love with.
The you that showed me what love and cookies are.
That taught me how to be bold and brave.
The you that made me dream of the future.
The you I love.
It will be this you.
The one that comes and goes randomly.
Never really saying much.
Never really connecting with me.
It will be the cookie baker.



I hope you enjoyed how I used my words! I hope you all have a fabulous weekend! Please take a few minutes to check out all the other Use Your Words posts! I am certain my friends have written some amazing posts, using their words perfectly! 


Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:

http://bakinginatornado.com                                     Baking In A Tornado
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/                          Spatulas on Parade
http://themomisodes.com                                          The Momisodes
http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/                                 Sparkly Poetic Weirdo
http://www.southernbellecharm.com                        Southern Belle Charm
                 http://www.renasworld.com               Rena’s World                 
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com                      Never Ever Give Up Hope http://dinoheromommy.com/                               Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com/                The Bergham Chronicles
http://eileensperpetuallybusy.blogspot.com/              Eileen’s Perpetually Busy
http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/                   Confessions of a part-time working mom
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com                   Someone Else’s Genius
http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com                               Climaxed
http://www.angrivatedmom.wordpress.com                 The Angrivated Mom

Simple and Sweet #UseYourWords

Welcome to August's Use Your Words writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked four to six words or short phr...