Bamboozled At Home

RDP Thursday  Bamboozle
Guess what! I found out the hard way that the ENTIRE parking lot at my apartments had turned into an ice rink due to freezing rain when I was walking Hamish Macbeth this morning.
We were a few steps in when I discovered our precarious situation, so all I did was keep my eyes down, I sort of jumped into my slides and skipped to the other side of the lot.
I think I yelled the EFF word the entire time. I tell a lie. I DID yell the eff word the entire time.
Anyway at this point I figured it was better to keep moving forward and it was.
Now.
BIG shout out to Hamish, the BEST boy in the world for keeping calm and for sticking close to me but avoided my unpredictable moves and did I mention I had dropped his leash a few skips and slides before?
I must have done that so he wouldn’t get hurt if I fell.
MY DOG IS THE BEST!!!!

Hamish Macbeth
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Halloween 2022

The Roof Above My Head

WordPress Prompt: You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?

AI Artwork by The Pumpkin Empress

I don’t need a perfect place to read.

It doesn’t matter what color the walls around me are, if the carpets are plush or the floorboards under my feet are are polished or rough.

It doesn’t matter if I sit in a comfy chair and read by firelight or candlelight, I don’t need a cup of something warm on the table next to me.

If the story I am reading is really good, even if it’s bad I’m not really in this world at that exact moment in time. The roof  above my head is the last thing I’ll be thinking about.

amm

My Idea

Over the Christmas Holidays I got a little lost.

I tried to make merry, I tried to ho-ho-ho, I desperately tried to jingle all the way.

What I learned was that had I approached Christmas the way I go about celebrating Halloween I would have enjoyed the season a lot more.

I don’t mean that I should have put up a black Christmas tree and festooned it with bones, little severed body parts and Universal Monster ornaments, I mean that I should have gone into the winter holiday season with a touch of ice in my veins- it would  have made the season meaningful and I wouldn’t have felt like the bastard child showing up uninvited to a family reunion where everyone wears matching t-shirts and they play games like capture the flag and run   Egg and Spoon races.

I have a year to find the spirit- I just hope it wants to be found by someone like me.

amm

AI Artwork by Cursejourney

AI Artwork by Cursejourney

AI Artwork by Cursejourney

Inspired by Fandango’s Prompt PREDILECTION

Happy Days

WordPress Prompters- why do you mock me?

Today you asked, “When are you most happy?” and the answer is I don’t know because happiness hits me lightning, or a bus. I just don’t know when and if it’s going to happen and when it does it’s  a big ol’ surprise.

Today I was at work, doing my desk job without much joy or enthusiasm  ( do you know I have a clock on the wall that stopped at 11:40 about five year ago because the battery  died and I didn’t replace it because the only time I care about the time is when I’m done for the day) when this picture popped up on my alert screen ( I have it set to capture art work because why not )

I went from a ‘its another Wednesday” blahs to having a great day because this picture made me laugh- really laugh- out loud.

I hope you found my response satisfactory.

amm

Death of an ice skater. Fritz Rohm illustration for Jugend magazine, 1898.