San Pedro Break (3LineTales)

Three Line Tales, Week 169

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Well, I love a rainy night…but

April’s a highway, I’ve been writing it all month long…

Just stopping here in San Pedro for an extra-large Diet Coke and chocolate donuts 🙂

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Homage to:

Eddie Rabbitt, “I Love a Rainy Night”

Rascal Flatts, “Life Is a Highway”

Old Man’s Whimsy

Twittering Tales #133 – 23 April 2019

 

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Spouse would take

Astronaut’s giant leap

Adventure, no crowds

I say he’ll go alone

To float mid nothing

Without wedded partner

He ponders awhile

Revisits topic  

I try not to roll eyes, You

Might get stuck up there

No return, home sweet 

Home, love’s warm bed

Fame’s price, he kids, hugs me.

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Entertainment By Grandpa

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/04/16/three-things-challenge-pl62/

Today’s prompt: buyer, foot, gorilla

Easter dinner raves

Entertainment by Grandpa

(Hearing aids at home)

Offered Breyer’s vanilla

For dessert, he inquired re:

“Buyer-beware, foot-long gorillas”

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Ryan and Rita’s Rule

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Today’s prompt: nephew, fern, spaghetti

Husband invited his nephew for dinner…

We have a rule:  if Ryan doesn’t okay

His invitations with me, then he cooks.

I love to cook, don’t get me wrong, but

Not under pressure of less than 24-hrs

Notice… I was waiting to see if I’d

Be ordering pizza.

Nephew Will showed up with a

Potted fern in hand…I guess it was a

Fern…looked sad, bedraggled…but I

Thanked him for his thoughtfulness.

He shuffled his feet, blushed, said

“Yeah, I heard Uncle Ry’s in deep

Doo-doo…what’s he making?”

No food fragrance gave hint, so

We went to check the galley.

McHandsome had a pot boiling…

Pasta, steaming up the windows.

He wore my apron, and grinned…  

“Almost ready, Love!”

Will asked what it was.

“Your favorite and mine, Rita’s

Spaghetti with meatballs!”

Will arched his eyebrows at me:

“You caved?”

I shook my head…. “the man’s

Lucky I label frozen food

Containers…might have been

Turkey drippings from last

Thanksgiving.”

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Full Moon Dance

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/19/moon/

I realize haiku/tanka isn’t supposed to rhyme, but…it’s what fell out, so I had to accept it 🙂

Full Moon, you vex me

Run me ragged, unraveled

Woo me, swoon-worthy

Every month we do same dance

Lovers’ quarrel, then romance

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More Ryan and Rita

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/04/17/three-things-challenge-pl63/

Today’s prompt: sugar, certificate, golf

Another episode with America’s Senior (blog) Sweethearts…♥

Husband took up golf last year, but

Not in a serious way…he’s no addict.

So I was surprised when he came in 

Holding a piece of paper with a gold

Seal on it… “What’s this?” I ask.

“A certificate,” he says.

I shrug, make a smiley-frown, thinking

There was probably a competition I’ve

Forgotten about… “No trophy, Sugar?”

“Read it,” he says.

It says he’s certified to be a coach…how

Did that happen, I’m wondering, not

Showing the enthusiasm he was expecting.

“You’re qualified to be a coach?  That

 Happened quick…”

“Yep, I took to golf like a duck to water.”

He’s a little too proud for my liking.

“Well, what does this mean, exactly…

What does it entail?  Will you be

Gone every weekend, now?”

“No, not every one…takes time to get

Referrals, people who want a coach.”

I’m getting a sick-stomach feeling.

“Um…do I need to worry about you

Spending inordinate amounts of time

With young women in short-shorts?”

“Good grief, Love.”  His expression

Doesn’t reassure me somehow.

“Well…I was young once, remember

And I fell for you because you were an

Older man…mature, charming, gorgeous, etc.

So I think you should be cautious about the

Students, clients, you agree to coach.”

His back is to me as he looks out the window

And says, “it’s the older, rich widows and

Divorcees who seem to hunt the coaches.”

“Oh…great.  I’d have to be wealthy, aside

From our joint assets, to compete?”

“Rita, I’m flattered that you think I’m  

Still a chick-magnet, but you also know

I’m a one-woman guy… Maybe you’d like

To be my first student?” he asks, his arms

Around my waist as he nuzzles my neck.

I have zero interest in golf…there are other

Sports he could coach me in, though…

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Chorus On Laundry Night

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/04/17/rdp-wednesday-busy/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/your-daily-word-prompt-modify-april-14-2019/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/17/lingering/

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I tend to do my laundry at odd hours, as tenants must share a single washer and dryer.  So, typically I haul my basket downstairs and across the parking lot at around midnight, or dawn. Tonight I was struck by the frogs’ loud bellowing chorus…they kept me entertained as I went back and forth, enjoying a less than favorite task 🙂

Late-night dark, frogs long and loudly

Announce in lingering amphibian chorus

To all wee-hour creatures assembled

That I, peculiar inhabitant of ‘hood

Can’t manage to modify busy days…not

Sensible about sleep, nutrition needs

Which wisdom would dictate examining.

I barely discern froggy voice declare:

“Too mindful of prompts, challenges…

Alas, poet/blogger’s losing her mind”.

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