Forty-eight years of "settling." Enough! No plans. No destination. No regrets. Ruth was 18 again, her whole life ahead, full of possibilities...
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Tired of her bald, paunchy, liver-spotted husband, Ruth was headed to see "those dancers...Chip and Dale, I think they're called."
Try your hand at one. Only 140 characters (I learned spaces and punctuation count), so it's fast. It's all because of Susan at Stony River. (Thanks, Susan!)
HaHa!! The first is full of hope, the second is a downright scream. I really did "laugh out loud". Thanks! Very funny. Chip & Dale...HaHa...!
ReplyDeletethe second one is my favorite!!!!! "those dancers, you know, the half naked oily cute - almost too cute to be masculine ones" lol!!!
ReplyDeleteLOL. I enjoyed both your stories but especially the first. Good for her!
ReplyDeleteahahahaha.... i love the Chippendale part. i will not blame here. in fact my girlfriends and i are planning to watch them before the year ends. wink*
ReplyDeleteI like your first MM. It appealed to my desire for travel and escape :)
ReplyDeleteI like your take! (The first is my favorite.)And I like your blog-I love connecting with other teachers, although my day is spent with teenagers.
ReplyDeleteLove it, the first one especially - 18 again, after 48 years of "settling". Yes!
ReplyDeleteOh, I just loved them both but most especially the second..."Chip and Dale, I think they're called." Loved it!!
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If I ran off to see Chip and Dale they'd most likely turn out to be little furry cartoon critters ... alas.
ReplyDeleteBoth of these made me smile. Good job!
(Sorry I am late, life complications!)
Number 2 brought a smile to my face. Love it! :O)
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