Over on The Daily Post page, there used to be a daily prompt of a question or scenario that would challenge us to think about something.
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“Excuse me,” she said quietly, preparing to dart out the bookstore doorway. Instead, he held the door open for her. “After you,” he said cordially.
The day the Wee One was born was probably the biggest day of my life, but I don’t think that’s the day I would do over.
I read about the announcement of the second royal child yesterday to Prince William and Princess Kate, and I thought of something that occurred to me the first time: How does Prince Harry feel about all this? With every child his elder brother has, he is pushed farther and farther from the throne. I wonder if he hates that? Is he like Uncle Scar from the Lion King?
To come up with a sin that Mal Reynolds would be proud to own, that is how I read today’s prompt.
Also, there is a stage at the Bristol Renaissance Fair that has the seven sins painted on the back of it, and this sin needs to be worthy of a painting with the others.
So, a trait or behavior that I find unacceptable. Gum popping? I hate that. Malapropisms? Those kind of drive me crazy, too, especially when I hear them a lot. Small talk? My INFJ personality hates that, though I know it serves a purpose.
I think the eigth sin I would declare is snorting. I don’t mean the I’m-sick-and-I’m-doing-my-best-to-keep-up-with-it-kind-of-snorting that we all have now and again, but the I’m-too-lazy-to-blow-my-nose-so-I’m-just-going-to-suck-it-into-the-deepest-recesses-of-my-brain snorting. <shudder>
I don’t want to see that painted in Bristol, and Mal probably wouldn’t like that one, Classy Captain Tightpants, but I think that would be it.
Something from another city that I would bring to mine, without question or hesitation, is public transportation. I mean, I know I’m in the US and it’s a big place and all, but so is Europe, really, and there are trains crossing that whole continent. And then in the specific cities, lots of transportation options, such that you don’t need a car! I would love that!
I can take the bus to work from my little town across the river, but first I have to slay the first born bumble bee under the light of the harvest moon – it’s an ordeal, and it’s only offered certain days/times.
Containing my emotions a challenge that I have yet to surmount. Like Mary Ann Dashwood in Sense and Sensibility, I have always worn my heart on my sleeve.
When I was a kid, I thought that these emotions were good, like that had power outside of me. Perhaps this was a reflection of the many ways I was powerless, but that’s another story.