A Party At My Place, A Saturday Centus

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For week #152 of  Saturday Centus our oh-so-creative teacher, Ms. Jenny, has challenged us Centusians to write a rhyme based upon this photo of a deviled egg.   Why a deviled egg?  Well because it's almost Easter and well, um...the devil was..um...the thing is....well, it's not important.  

What's important is that we use no more than 100 words, no vulgarity and don't eat the photo!  Make sure to read all the other submissions by following the link to Jenny's blog, off on my tangent, and submit your own devilishly good post!  I have entitled my submission this week:

A Party At My Place

It was our housewarming party

And my friends were all there.

Over by Sue, Jenny and Karen

laughter naturally filled the air.

Deviled eggs (my favorite!) had been brought

To add to the fete,

Along with trays full of tasty foods

For everyone to eat.

Viki, Tracy and Claudia had come,

and Jayne was there too,

Telling jokes and acting wild

Enjoying my home brew.

Judy, Faith, Beth, Ross and Kris

hung out in the swimming pool,

Sipping margaritas and splashing around

Trying really hard to stay cool.

Surprise, Arizona is hot in September

Don’t let any tell you it’s a dry heat.

For that excuse doesn't wash in real life

When you’re walking barefoot on concrete.

You know you live in Phoenix when you've experienced condensation on your butt cheeks from the hot water evaporating in the toilet bowl.

 ~Author Unknown 

The Last Goodbye, A Saturday Centus

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Well it has been some time since I participated in Saturday Centus, this wonderful literary meme hosted by it's equally wonderful host, Jenny Matlock, from her blog, off on my tangent.

This week (week 151!) the prompt is "Thank you Beryl!" and we are to use these three words and another hundred words of our choosing to tell a story.  I have entitled this week's effort:

The Last Goodbye

Thank you Beryl!  I know you just want to help.

You say life is not always joyful and that pain and sadness are simply part of the equation. At times we may feel discouraged or angry at the hopelessness and emptiness we face.

You say to endure and be strong. Have the same courage shown by soldiers whose bodies have been ravaged by war, victims of violent crime, grim disease or injury.

You say that we all face stressful situations, but that they don’t last forever. You say depression is a battle that can be won.

Not this time.

Time to go.

“It was easy enough to kill yourself in a fit of despair. It was easy enough to play the martyr. It was harder to do nothing. To endure your life. To wait.” 

                                                                       ― Erica Jong, Fear of Flying






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