Daily Prompts- Tell the truth!

When you go to a doctor try to be as honest as you can. It doesn’t do to embellish the truth. Neither it is helpful to lie about your age. Lies are like a beehive, they flourish at a surprising rate. Once a seed of a misstatement is sown, it becomes a huge tree in no time at all. Don’t expect a miracle to happen if you are not upfront and totally honest with your doctor at the start.

In response to the following prompts;


Tree, Hive, Flourish





Word of the day Challenge;










Is copying and pasting images or information off the Internet plagiarism?   Do you credit those whose work you ‘borrow freely’ or do you think the idea is repugnant?   (Credit for this question goes to GC and Sue)

There are two types of resources available on the Internet. The free information and open-source pictures can be used by anyone who wants to. The other is the which should be used with the permission of the original source. Or at least credit given to the researchers and artists.

If one includes blogs in this list then that makes it a different matter altogether. Matter lifted from someone‘s blog is plagiarism and is a definite no. I never use anything I read on anyone‘s blog on my blog. A picture prompt when used is given proper credit. When I find pictures on the net for use in my posts, I try to find the source and give credit. If I can’t find it, I credit Google images.

And sometimes I forget to do it. Because I am learning with time. Previously I didn’t know that we should credit the pictures on our posts.

Do you let sleeping dogs lie?

In the literal sense, definitely. But in a symbolic sense, if it is a matter of moral correctness, I am not afraid of confronting these “dogs”

What’s the strangest pet name (for adults) that you’ve ever heard someone called?

It was bean! I read that in a book and it was the name given to a young person whose mom wanted to keep the gender of that young person a secret. I found both the name and the rationale behind it very strange.

Do you like to dance?   If yes, what’s your favorite and if no, why not?

I don’t dance now. When younger just with friends or alone as a form of workout. Now I don’t want to take chances with my knees.


Gratitude Question:

I am sorry to be replacing Melanie‘s original question by my own reason for gratitude :

Every day, week month or year, I find such a lot to be grateful for that I cannot limit it to only one time of the year. Every day I give thanks to God for everything that I and my family had been blessed with. Especially at mealtimes, a tradition I have carried on from my father.




Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #40


FFFCWelcome to Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.

The image below is from Pixabay at Pexels.com C1303D01-1585-49C6-8C78-9687D5AA85A5For the visually challenged, the image shows a man at an easel doing a charcoal sketch of the face of another man.


Matt was a great artist. The problem was that only he thought so. He had a passion for art and would spend all his spare time drawing and painting. All the available space in his home was taken up with his finished and unfinished works of art.

Then one day he was asked to do a portrait of someone who had seen a few of Matt’s paintings. He was very excited and arrived early at the home of his client. He was met by the client’s son who asked him to wait in the study. He came back after a few minutes and showed Matt a picture of his father.

“This is my father, a few years ago. I want you to age him about ten years and add a beard and glasses”

Matt looked at him, puzzled. “But I was given to understand that I was to do a live portrait”

“I am sorry for misleading you. Actually, my father has been missing for the last ten years. He disappeared without any reason or explanation. We looked for him everywhere but no one could find a clue. Now the police have contacted us with the information that they have found the whereabouts of a man who looks like him but he has a beard and wears glasses. They need a picture of him to be able to identify him and question him. That’s where you come in!”

Matt scratched his head and got to drawing the portrait.




November 13, 2019 “Working on Us” Week #23 Mental Health Blogging Community-Mental Health Series, Topic: Medications — Beckie’s Mental Mess

Hello, All! Welcome back to “Working on Us” – A series that represents people with mental health illnesses/disorders. ~💚~ Before I begin Week #23, I’d like to share with you all the participants that had responded to Week #22, Topic: Rejection and Overcoming Rejection. Some stories that have been shared were very personal and I […]

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BrewNSpew Café- Folklore- November 11-2019

Eugenia is the host of BrewNSpew Café

Weekly prompt – folklore – traditional customs, tales, sayings, dances, or art forms preserved among a people. Synonyms – legend, lore, myth, mythology, mythos, tradition.

prompt image – Nov. 11, 2019


Stories are woven in the fabric of history

Full of wisdom, magic, and tales of bravery

Threads of this tapestry are interspersed

With the tradition of our ancestors carrying it on

To the next generations so that the words still live

Long after older lives have closed their tired eyes

Respect the folklore ’cause it’s not only stories

But pearls of great wisdom disguised as legends




MLMM- Wordle #157 – A time to quit

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1. Type✔️
2. Strepitous- adjective boisterous, noisy✔️
3. Platitude- noun a flat, dull, or trite remark, especially one uttered as if it were fresh or profound.✔️
4. Roll✔️
5. Green✔️
7. Thoughts✔️
8. Cursor✔️
9. Tuft✔️
11.Plastic Bag✔️


The musical evening came to a strepitous end. These types of concerts were his forte. He was now familiar with the artists and had learned to roll with their ever changing demands. He would hustle to meet the requirements of the artists. But later that day, while picking up his laptop, he noticed the cursor blinking on the screen. He clicked on it and a green tufted image appeared. It was a warning sign that someone had tried to open his personal files. He just couldn’t suppress his angry thoughts and decided to pack up and quit. He threw his clothes and paperbacks in a plastic bag and started out of the door where he met the manager, who tried to calm him down with empty platitudes. But he had had enough!