As I may have mentioned, I became a very proud great-aunty on Sunday to the beautiful little Molly that I wrote about for Ronovan’s Haiku Challenge this week showing her scan picture.
Well, this is the little beauty now at just 4 days old! We have not had a baby in our family since I had Miss Hap which was 12 years ago, so needless to say, we are all very thrilled and excited to have a new addition to the family.
I was off this Wednesday, so nipped down to see the proud new parents and little Molly. I’d forgotten just how gorgeous baby cuddles are, even if Molly wasn’t that impressed!
The Duchesse has given us a wonderful topic this week for her Great Book of Lists , music. Well, more specifically music that has been a very important part of our lives. I love music and it is wonderful to be transported back in time when a certain song comes on the radio. Here are some of my favourites:
Young Love- Donny Osmond. I have loved Donny Osmond and in fact, the whole family, since I was a very little girl. My big sister was crazy for them and actually got to see them in concert, at the height of their fame in Manchester. She played their records constantly but this one is one of my favourites. Oh, and Donny has still got it even now!!
Meatloaf – Bat out of Hell. This whole album reminds of school. I was not keen on my school days I have to admit, but we did have some good laughs. I went to an all-girls grammar school that also used to have boarders back then. I was invited by one of the girls to stay the night and I remember songs from this album being played at full blast. This album was top of the charts for years, and never grows old! In fact I was playing the CD in my car singing my head off just last week.
Roxy Music – Same old Scene. Now I am not usually one for the smooth, suave type, but there was something about Bryan Ferry that was rather appleaing! I remember going to see Roxy Music in Concert with my sister and brother. they were brilliant live. Not long after this I joined the army, which brings me to…
Pat Benetar – Love is a Battlefield. This is mine and Mr Grump’s song! We kept splitting up and getting back together when we first met, even getting engaged at one point. We were too young though.
Queen – Another One Bites the Dust. There are so many songs I could have chosen by Queen but this is one of my favourites. Freddie Mercury was such a brilliant showman and I was lucky enough to actually be at this concert in 1986. we were nowhere near the front but the atmosphere was electric. Freddie had us all in the palm of his hands singing with him!
Tom Jones – It’s Not Unusual. This is a very special song to me. Both of my sisters were with me when Miss Hap was born, and we had brought some cds with us to the hospital to relax me. As soon as we Miss Hap started to apprear they put this on, and that is the first thing she heard! Did I mention she is a bit of a mover!
Eagles – Hotel California When Mr Grump and I finally got married, my brother-in law sang this for us at our wedding as it is one of our favourite songs. It was a very personal and special moment for us both.
There are loads more, and I could go on and on, but these are the ones that have really had a huge impact on my life.
I wasn’t sure where to go with the prompt words given to us by Ronovan this week for his weekly haiku challenge but then I got all romantic and this is the result!
I have been nominated by the lovely Funsie from Simply Me to take part in one of my favourite challenges. Why not pop on over to her blog and say hello. She has lots to keep you entertained on her blog whilst you visit.
The rules for this challenge are as follows:
1 – Thank the blogger that nominated you.
2 – Share one new quote on three consecutive days on your blog. They can be from anywhere, anyone, or anything.
3 – On each of the three days, nominate three more bloggers to carry on with the fun! No pressure; nominees are free to decline.
I have decided that I will be using quotes from the wonderful Maya Angelou. A lady of immense courage, wisdom and fortitude that battled many challenges in her life, yet rose above them all.
You can only become truly accomplished at something you love. Don’t make money your goal. Instead pursue the things you love doing and then do them so well that people can’t take their eyes off of you.
Maya Angelou
My nominees, should they want to participate, are:
It’s Friday again and time for me to share some of my favourite posts. This week, as usual, I have chosen a delicious assortment of goodies for your delectation! Please do visit these blogs to have a nose around, as there is so much more on offer.
A New Perspective Perhaps This post was short and to the point. It is something I think many of us are guilty of, in one way or another.
The Phil Factor This post made me laugh, although in some ways it is a bit scary!
DoubleU This really resonated with me. Sometimes, especially at the moment, I just hate going out too, and if I do, I just want to get back home as soon as possible.
I have decided that for this week’s Writespiration, created by Sacha Black, I would actually try to write a Flash Fiction story as opposed to a poem. (This is very new for me). The prompt is ‘The Red Lipstick.’
Jane strolled back casually towards the dorm. She had given up a night of passion with Rob to babysit for one of the teachers at the last minute and had spent the night there. Still being early on this lazy Saturday morning, Jane anticipated how much fun she and Rob would have making up for lost time.
As she drew closer, her stomach fluttered with excitement. Rob was so gorgeous; she still couldn’t believe he had chosen to go out with her. He had a gaggle of giggling admirers, not least ‘Slutty Sue’ the pouty blonde with the overdeveloped curves to counteract her underdeveloped brain! Jane’s thoughts always turned spiteful when she thought of her bitter rival for Rob’s affections.
Rob had been a player, but Jane was convinced she had changed him, ignoring warnings from her friends that he was still messing around. He was in love with her; he had even told her so two weeks ago when he was trying to relieve her of her virginity. Of course, she gave in to him on hearing this, as he knew she would.
She entered the old building now, which was still, and quiet, and noticed that Rob’s keys were not in the door, as usual, waiting for her to let herself in.
“Rob, ROB, are you in there?” Jane hammered at the door.
Eventually, she heard a ‘click’ of the lock and Rob called for her to come in. He looked ghastly. His face pale, hair messed up, and the room stank of stale beer and cigarettes. Jane wrinkled her nose but leaned over to greet Rob with a kiss, trying not to recoil from the rancid blast of putrid air that emanated from his mouth. As he reached up to put his arms around her neck, the sheets slipped off his shoulders.
There written in bright red lipstick across his back was one word. ‘ Sue.’
Rhyme and No Reason! 
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