The strip

 

 

 

Metal between my fingers.

Cold, small.  I hold the gateway to power.

One “click” and the familiar roar turns into a purr.

Clutching, gripping.   Getting into line.

Wait.   Anticipate.

Burn-outs.  Staging.  Lights flash, from red to green.  The signal.

Screaming determination guided by my hands, feet and brain.

Pavement whizzes by.  Stay in line.  Never look sideways, only forward.  Concentrate.

To the finish line.

And a win.


 


Your memoir prompt Conjure comes from Assistant Editor Galit.

This week I want you to conjure something. An object, a person, a feeling, a color, a season- whatever you like.

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Look away…

 

She constantly refused to look into a mirror, any mirror.

My mother.

It wasn’t because of vanity or due to failing eyesight.

She could see clearly, without eyeglasses, towards the end of her life.

It didn’t matter.

The reflection staring back was unrecognizable

To her.

That person, that old woman with gray hair and wrinkled skin was someone else.  “A witch” she often said as she quickly looked away from what she had determined was some creature hiding in the glass.  She would cover her face with both hands.   It wasn’t her, not by any means;  she was young,  in her twenties, still with dark hair and red lipstick.

In her mind.

Mother lived in long ago realities; the aging process stopped and did a U-turn back about fifty or more years once Alzheimer’s took control.   In some ways, I was envious.  She didn’t have to deal with life’s sorrows and responsibilities but that was nothing new.   For as long as I could painfully remember she always managed to look away from bothersome issues,  seeing only what she wanted.  Comfortable, happy reflections.


I was never her mirror of choice.




Flicker of Inspiration Prompt #18: Objects In the Mirror

It’s a standard warning on car mirrors: “Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear”. Mirrors don’t always give a truly honest reflection. Sometimes, the mirror is warped; sometimes, it’s only our perceptions. When Alice went into her mirror, it was the world itself that was distorted. And yet at times, the mirror will show you true things that you weren’t aware of; something around a corner, or behind you, or on another spectral plane. People can even act as mirrors; they can show you yourself as others see you.

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A New York Tail…

He’s here!!  Landed on my doorstep just as Hurricane Irene hit the New York area a few days ago.

Who, you ask?

Leo, that’s who!  Leo the Sock Monkey who is traveling across America, here, direct from Dweej in Michigan!  Leo will be my house guest for, well, as long as I decide to keep him or until such time as he misbehaves.  Whichever comes first.

This little Monkey-dude has been doing his fair share of road trips around the U.S. and I’ve been waiting for weeks to welcome him here to Kent Cliffs, New York, in the heart of the Hudson Valley.

As the rains from Irene started pouring down on New York, I came home from work to find a fairly soggy box waiting on our front porch.  Peeking out was one damp little Monkey with a baggie over his head, obviously pissed-off from waiting all day.

I rushed to bring him inside and give him a Banana Hot Toddy.   He was complaining so much that I sent him directly to his room, hoping a little nap would help him calm down.

                                                             

My home….

                            

Leo just loved the wooden sign over our front door and climbed up to get a better look…..

               

There will be plenty of work to keep him busy, like the bushes in need of some major Leo Scissorhands and some major yard clean-up of all the fallen branches from our recent storm.  He needs to keep his mind on other things right now.

You see, this poor little guy came to me feeling depressed, something he didn’t share with Dweej while visiting;  I’m sure she would have been very supportive had he reached out.  Seems that, while on his journey across America, during a stay with Shannon in Indiana,  Leo went and got himself…married, to someone named “Baby” who wasn’t quite all she seemed.  The sweet girl he first met turned into someone else entirely!

It was one of those spur-of-the-moment things that can either blossom into a wonderful relationship or quickly fade away.  This faded faster than a politician’s promise!  Soon after leaving Indiana, Leo found his new wife monkeying-around and, well, I’d rather not go into great detail but, from all he related, his ex was a bit on the loose side.  If you get my drift. 

He showed me her photo and wiped tears from his eyes as he agonized over the real “Baby”. 

I  promptly called our attorney on Leo’s behalf and had him file for an annulment.  It will be over and done in 30 days.

My hubs and I decided that the best thing to do was to get Leo involved in everything we do; keep him on the move to help get his mind off that little hoochie monkey.  So…he came to work at our business where he quickly learned to become a technician.  In no time, Leo was taking care of customers….

He worked  read some blogs on the computer in my office….

 

 

He also helped himself to my iced coffee!

 Learning a new trade in this economy isn’t a bad thing and Leo thinks he might continue as an Automotive Accessory Installer…

He was very proud of his first install on a Jeep of an HID light bar….

Leo managed to take several breaks during the work day….

 

Our new daughter-in-law, Kristy came by and Leo did some flirting while he sat in her new Fiat…

Later in the week, Leo came to the salon for a quick trim but kept spinning around in the stylist chair as I tried taking his picture…

                                          

He is not a good tipper!

Oh…Leo took a big liking to a Log Cabin Dollhouse that I recently finished building…

 

The little monkey-butt managed to get his big head stuck in the window and I had to pry him out!

After that, he cuddled up with a few dolls in my kitchen who all gave him lots of sympathy while I whipped him up some Banana Lasagna.  Leo loves Italian food but I had to hide the Chianti.  A drunk Monkey trying to sing like Dean Martin ain’t purty.  Just sayin’

Leo had the greatest visit with us and we will all be sorry to see him leave but, he’s a travelin’ little dude with places to go and more people to see.  He will be staying long enough to have some of my birthday cake and we’ll bid him a very fond farewell.

As Leo was packing for the next leg of his journey to visit with one very special lady, Cherie from the fabulous Lots of Jewels, I learned that Cherie’s home suffered devastating  flood damage.   It will be some time before this family recovers and gets back to normal.  Please keep them in your prayers and stop by Cherie’s blog to share some support and love.

In the interim, Debbie, from Northern North America Bears, will be waiting for Leo to arrive at her home.

Thanks so very much to Deb for sharing Leo and giving us all so much fun!   

If you would like to be a foster parent and help Leo see even more of the world, visit lovely Deb at… mccormickmadness.com and let her know. 

You won’t regret it except for the fact that… Leo snores….a lot!

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