Sarah Goes Job Hunting

Image of attractive hostess smiling in restaurant

Sarah, the young hostess, wasn’t faring well at fairing down the possibilities of a new job. Her dream of being a hostess in a fancy restaurant, went up in ashes when she broke her boss’s karaoke machine and speakers. Sarah snuck back into the restaurant one last time. She approached the head waiter and asked him about getting a referral from the chief. The waiter quipped, in his nasty way, that it would be impossible for any teenager to be hired as a hostess again. He further explained that her pernicious behavior had all the wait staff snickering behind her back. She left the restaurant deciding that the head waiter was just a flabby boor, who believed only an adult could do her former job.

Sarah needed some inspiration quickly. The balance in her checkbook was less than fifty dollars. Her puppy needed his last shots, and she needed a new lens in her sunglasses. The glasses could wait. The puppy could not. Sarah asked her friends if they knew anyone who lends money to unemployed hostesses. Her prospects were somewhere between slim and none.

Sarah just might have to take that job her cousin offered. Her cousin said it was a golden opportunity to make easy money. Sarah worried about working in a fabric store though. After all, she couldn’t tell the difference between velvet and wool.

MLMM – lens, lends, fairing, faring
#MVB-PROMPT-  ashes, machine, snickering, inspiration
FOWC – referral, quip, nasty
Daily Spur- teenager, velvet
WOTD Challenge – pernicious, flabby
Daily Word Prompt – boor
#EM-RWP – balance, golden
#TTC – puppy
Rag Tag Community – wool



Thanksgiving 2021 – My Non-Fiction Thanksgiving Holiday

I had a small Thanksgiving dinner this year. No guys were included. I planned for just my cousin and I this year.  I purchased a small turkey  for dinner for the two of us, with just enough leftovers. There is no way on G-d’s green earth that I will ever serve tofurkey. It is an abomination to my entire digestive system. From my taste buds to my intestines, it is a no go.

My goal this year was to celebrate  all the things I am thankful  for, without  making myself a wreck beforehand. It is customary, in my household, for some major or minor glitch to impact my Thanksgiving. I was strongly hoping that everything would be OK this Thanksgiving and that no mayhem would ensue. 

I was seriously tempted to just serve desserts. I bought a small pumpkin pie, not knowing if my cousin ate pumpkin or not. I had dark chocolate covered almonds from Trader Joe’s. I made tons of oatmeal cookies. I even found a gluten free brownie mix for my dear cousin. OMG, I tasted one last night and it was to die for. 

My meal was almost finished. The oven, toaster oven, and three crockpots were cooking away. I took some time to peruse  my menu plans before going outside to enjoy the beautiful skyline  the strong Santa Ana winds had cleared for me. I sat on my swing with Annie pondering all the things that had been successful today. I was almost afraid to think of what might still go wrong before my cousin arrived.

I should never have been so lost in my thoughts. It seems I left the back patio slider open when I went out to swing with Annie. I reentered the dining room and saw something out of my peripheral vision. A sparrow had entered my house and was sitting on top of my living room lamp. I was grateful that everything was covered in my kitchen and that I had not set my table yet.

The poor bird was frightened and unsure of Annie. Luckily, Annie could care less about birds. (Now squirrels are another matter altogether.) I took pity on the frightened bird. I had to figure how to remove it without harming it.  I had just cleaned my windows and sliding doors making it difficult for the bird to find an escape. It flew into the front picture window a few times. I opened the front door and the sliding patio door. Then Annie and I went out back in the hope that the creature would find its way out. After a few minutes it came flying out back whizzing past my head. It was a joyful moment. 

Minor crisis averted. I gratefully set the table and began plating my cold side dishes. When my cousin came, we laughed about the unwelcome bird guest. I mentioned that perhaps the small bird was protesting the turkey cooking in my oven.

My cousin made a tasty vegetable dish she brought and I served up the mashed potatoes, rice stuffing, matzo ball soup, biscuits, gravy, and of course, turkey. Between the cold and hot dishes the table was full. I didn’t get a picture of the table with all the food because we were both starving by then.  

We had a lovely meal together followed by outside time swinging with Annie and playing Mad Libs. It was a joyful time, and I am thankful we were together. We talked about family no longer with us and the memories we share. I am grateful this Thanksgiving for old memories, newly made memories, and the opportunities for future memories.


The Laundry Monster

I am not sure how many others have to deal with a laundry monster, but I sure do. I am astonished by how much laundry accumulates in my house. I haven’t decided if we are the dirtiest people around or the cleanest. The deluge of laundry in my garage is overwhelming. The monster takes glee in multiplying my pile.

Dirty laundry is my nemesis . I try and try to stay on top of the pile in the laundry bucket. I don’t like to delay doing laundry because I am convinced that it grows in my absence. There must be short rotund tomte sneaking around my house dirtying linens and clothes.  I fold one load, while I wait for the end cycle signal to tell me the next load is dry. Then, I repeat the process again and again. When will it end?

It makes me feel inadequate when the laundry basket is never empty. I see it as a sign that the laundry monster is winning the battle. Perhaps I can figure out why I am being targeted by the silvery haired trickster.

If I am fortunate, the Medium I contacted will come to my house and slyly convince the tomte to vacate my premises. I hope to exclaim to the world that I am all caught up (at least for two days.)

Written for:
Daily Word Prompt- astonish
Ragtag Daily Prompt- deluge – nemesis –
Three Things Challenge – try – dry – why – sly
The Daily Spur – delay – signal – medium
Your Daily Word Prompt – rotund – while
FOWC – repeat – inadequate
Weekly Prompt – sign
Word of the Day Challenge – silvery
MMA Word of the Day – fortunate – exclaim

The Beautiful Mistake

My friend and I went into the convenience store to check out the fodder of snacks on the shelves. I personally don’t care what brand of junk food I get, as long as it has chocolate in it. My friend scanned the options from the front to the back of the shelves. It seemed the agent at the counter thought her motion of touching all the packages was something to be suspicious of. He followed her every move around the store hoping to stop her from using a five-finger discount. I was getting red from embarrassment. I am too much of a chicken to steal anything. 

I had to convince her to stay away from the frosty items because anything in the deep freeze would surely melt by the time we got to the car. She wondered why 100-degree heat would make ice cream melt. Sometimes she can be such an idiot I have to hold my tongue.  

We made our choices and approached the counter. She asked the clerk how high the lottery was this week. He gruffly stated that it had reached $250,000,000. He assumed she wanted a ticket and added the price to our bill. She was too shy to correct him and handed over her credit card.

We headed to the movies and began scarfing down our goodies. By the time our movie was over, the lottery numbers had been drawn. On a lark, we checked our numbers. We read them and reread them. We couldn’t believe our eyes.

We had won the lottery! This was the most beautiful mistake to ever occur. How do you spend that much money?

.MMA – friend, chicken
Daily Word Prompt – brand, fodder
MLMM – Opposing Forces
Daily Spur – agent
MLMM – Sunday Writing Prompt
FOWC – motion, lottery
Three Things Challenge -idiot, shy, high

May I /Can I In The Dating World

Sheryl has given us the word prompt may for the first day of May. My brain went here:

May I join you at the party?
Can I get there by foot?

May I ask you a question?
Can I understand the answer?

May I order for you?
Can you eat two desserts?
May I offer you a beer?
Can you drive after two drinks?
May I call you tomorrow?
Can you see yourself dating me?

May I take you away for the weekend?
Can you pack everything in one bag?
May I introduce you to my family?
Can you make it next weekend?
May I tell you my true feelings?
Can you meet me before midnight?
May I ask for your hand in marriage?
Can you plan everything in time?
May I invite my old girlfriend?
Can you give her a special seat near us?
May I ask your forgiveness for wanting her to come?
Can you give me some frozen peas for my eye?
May I remind you of the good times we had?
Can you see your way to still go through with the marriage?
May I have my ring back?
Can you stop throwing things at me?

As I wrote this in the middle of the night it was a stream of consciousness based on the Word of The Day. Then I saw the SoCS prompt after the fact. I think I’ll use it as a two for one.

Thank you Sadje for the suggestion.