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I carried a watermelon #FunnyFriday

Today’s post is September’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.

Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by Dawn of Cognitive Script.

1. Wife to hubby: I do not care what you say, I can make it fit in the box. Hubby to wife: It isn't going to fit. Wife to hubby: One day you will learn not to doubt me.
2. I carried a watermelon. (if you get this one, let's be best friends!)
3. I actually sat down to finish this post today, and the first thing I thought, when I looked at it, was the conversation I had with my daddy's friend last night. He is helping me with keeping my dad's place secure until I get there. Part …

Sordid Tale #UseYourWords

Today’s post is September's Use Your Words project. 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’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

My words are: sordid ~ envelope ~ body ~ opera ~ wait in line ~ group
It was submitted by: (Thank you, Jenniy!!)
When I saw these words, I was drawn to the word sordid. I am not sure why. I decided that I needed to tell you all a sordid tale, even though I really don't have any to tell, but I figured the least I could do, was push the envelope a bit. Venture out of my safe zone, and tell you guys something that was maybe a tiny bit sordid.
So, then I started writing something out, I got quite a bit …

Kindness Rocks and so do you! #BlogWithFriends

Welcome to September's Blog with Friends Round-up. Each month, a group of bloggers get together, choose a theme, and create posts, based on that month's chosen theme. The posts can be anything the blogger thinks of, based on the theme. Posts can include anything from DIY projects, recipes, short stories, poetry, advice, crafts, idea lists, etc etc

September's chosen theme is "Rock It!", and I knew instantly what my post would be about. As I have mentioned in previous blogs, and on my Facebook page, I am a huge fan of the rock painting craze. I pretty much jumped on the bandwagon, as soon as I heard about it. Gigi joined me, and Chad even likes to get involved.

If you haven't joined in yet, but you think you would enjoy painting rocks, hiding them, and finding painted rocks others hide, then I recommend you start on Facebook. Search in the groups, and find your local rock painting group. It is usually "(Name of your town/city/neighborhood) Rocks" or &q…

Mama said #SecretSubjectSwap

Welcome to September's Secret Subject Swap. This week eight bloggers submitted 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: My mother used to tell me...
It was submitted by: (Thank you, Dawn!!)
I wish I had some profound thing to reveal. I don't. I was raised by my father, for most of my life, and then briefly by my mother. I went my own way, during my teen years. Thanks to the cysts in my head, I have a foggy memory, for most things.
My Dad said "Buckle up, I love you" when I was young, and we would get in the car. I would say the same to him. He also said "I love you a bushel and a peck, and a hug around the neck" to me so many times. 
My mom, when referring to a number that was large, she would say "more ____ than Carter has little liver pills". That has…