Waffles of Love

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Another morning had dawned, breakfast time had come and gone with out many words being said. He had cleaned his plate, but she still found it hard at times to finish hers.

A small tear slid down her cheek as she looked down at the waffles swimming in the syrup. Memories ran through her mind of mornings in the past.

Early morning hours of being awake with the babies, and how she would be exhausted when the alarm for Clyde would go off. He would quietly get ready for work and give her a gentle, goodbye  kiss on her forehead, as he left for work.

When she awoke and stumbled into the kitchen her tea kettle would have hot water in it and there would be a a note from John, with words of love on it, lying on the kitchen table.

Some days the babies would keep her so busy that all she could make for supper was some blueberry waffles. She would apologize to John, but he never seemed to mind and blueberry waffles became a staple in their home.

As the children grew, they fell in love with blueberry waffles and they loved helping Daddy make them to surprise Mommy in bed with them, on Saturdays.

When the children got busy with after school activities and jobs, blueberry waffles once again would make a quick and yummy supper.

The children grew and moved out and eventually the morning alarm didn’t need to be set. Routines changed, but Blueberry waffles still remained a favorite meal and many mornings Clyde would still surprise Lizzy in bed with them.

Lizzy paused at the sink as she remembered the last time he had brought them to her in bed. He had forgotten the syrup and the 2nd waffle wasn’t quite done, she didn’t say anything but her fears were being confirmed, Clyde’s memory was quickly fading away.

The changes had been subtle before, but had become more pronounced as the days went by and then seemed to go downhill fast. The Dr. had confirmed it, Alzheimer’s had taken a hold.

Lots of things he had forgotten, memories stolen from him. But there were some things that still remained. One of them was his love for blueberry waffles. He could get agitated at times, but when Lizzie would serve up blueberry waffles, it would bring a smile to his face and calm him down.

He often would thank her, even if he didn’t know her name, he would tell the children how nice the pretty lady was that served him waffles.

Lizzie choked on a sob as she remembered how sweet her name used to sound on his lips.

Her heart burst for she still loved him so much no matter what, her memories were still intact and she knew the man that others could no longer see.

“Hey pretty lady, hey lady!” She heard his voice from the other room.

“Yes dear, what do you want?” Lizzie asked.

“Is it breakfast time yet? Could I have some waffles?”

Lizzie walked over to him and sat down on the couch with him. She gently took his hand in hers and told him how he already ate breakfast, but that they could go on a stroll.

They walked out the door, and he turned to her and said, ” When we come back we will have breakfast with blueberry waffles, right?”

She smiled and said, “Yes, blueberry waffles sounds like a great idea.” and his face beamed. He squeezed her hand as he looked in her eyes. For a moment Lizzie thought she saw a speck of recognition in his eyes as he held her gaze. She squeezed his hand back and his eyes smiled. He leaned over, kissing her forehead and for a moment she laid her head on his shoulder as they stood there lost in time.

 

The Secret Mission:(Part 3)

If you missed Part 2 of “The Secret Mission”, here is the link. The Secret Mission (Part 2) , and now for the conclusion. Enjoy!

Frank and George had been at the North Pole for 3 days and they were finally beginning to thaw out and get used to the freezing temperatures.  They had hit it off with Jinx an Jangle and Snowball. They were alike in so many ways it was crazy, almost like they were meeting clones of themselves, besides the fact that they looked very different.

This morning they were treated to another delightful meal from Chef Salvo and their stomach were nice and full. They were all ready to embark on their little journey. Though with a full stomach, Snowball really wanted to take a nap.

They were at last headed out on their secret mission. It would involve a fairly long sleigh ride to the secret spot. Santa Clause had given them a map to follow. He said they would know when they got to the spot, for there would be a sign.

As they were walking to the sleigh, Jinx and Jangle were arguing over who should drive it. Frank and George remembered witnessing them driving the sleigh into the snowbank and were thinking that perhaps they would be safer walking. Only problem was that they really didn’t want to walk a long way in the cold. They were intent on listening to Jinx and Jangle that they didn’t notice Snowball.

Snowball hurried past them and disappeared.

“So how about I flip a coin to decide who drives?” asked Jinx.

“Okay, that sounds fair, I call heads.” said Jangle.

Jinx flipped it, but missed catching it and it landed in the snow. He bent down to pick it up. After he brushed it off he said, ” Its tails! I win!”

Jangle sighed, but then he  heard, ” No, you don’t, I do, hop in and lets go!”

Jinx, Jangle, Frank and George turned their heads and to their surprise they saw Snowball sitting in the driver’s seat.

“C’mon slowpokes get in!”

They all laughed, and got in. Jinx barely had his other leg in before Snowball zoomed off.  He hoped they would safely make it to where they needed to go!

George had volunteered to read the map to Snowball, but Frank said no. “Remember the last time you tried reading the map, you ended up getting us lost. We ended up in a small town and took part in the carnival that night.”

George nodded his head, ” Oh yeah, the carnival, how could we forget that.”

“Carnivals are fun!” Jangle said, “You guys were lucky! We have a North Pole Olympics event here every year which is a lot of fun too!”

“Hopefully next year someone will remember to Hard boil the eggs!” said Jinx, looking at Jangle, causing Jangle to turn a little red.

“The carnival was fun, but we ended up being at the Dunk Tank Booth!” George told them. Jinx, Jangle and Snowball had a good laugh at that.

They continued chatting away, until George called out, “Hey, I think we just passed the sign!”

“What sign?”, they all asked.

“The one we just passed!” said George. “I think it was where we were supposed to stop. I thought you were reading the map, Frank?”

Frank sheepishly admitted that he had been distracted by chatting.

“Hold on everyone!’  Snowball shouted, and he made a huge donut in the snow and headed back from the direction they had just come from.

“There it is!” said Jinx.

Snowball skidded to a stop and besides Jinx’s hat flying off his head into the snow, everyone else managed to stay in the sleigh.

“That must be the sign that Santa was talking about. It says, “You are Here!”

They all got out, stretched and took a look around. 

“I guess that we now can open up the envelope that Santa gave us, to explain what we are supposed to be doing out here.” 

“Build a snow fort and make 400 snowballs!”

“400 snowballs! This is our top secret mission!??” everyone exclaimed!

They all looked at each other in bewilderment and Jinx spoke up. “Something smells fishy to me, like maybe a conspiracy going on. 400 snowballs is A LOT!”

“Wow, you are a genius!” said Snowball, ” I wonder if there is something Magical about that number?”

“Hmmm….” and it was silent, while they all were thinking.

“Can’t think of anything, but I sure am feeling hungry for some more of Chef Salvo’s magic chocolate cake!” said Snowball.

“Well we better get busy, for the letter also states that Santa will be here at 4:00pm and we need to be done by then.” said Jangle.

They all shook their heads, still confused, but got busy building and rolling.

At 3:45 they were all rolling the last 5 snowballs. They had been chatting away, but now all that was heard was some sighing and some  “…mmm…” groans! They stacked up the last 5 balls and then all sank to the ground feeling very sleepy.

Their eyes instantly opened when they heard a lot of commotion around them and felt snowballs pelting them.

Everyone was gathered around having a huge snowball battle and they were all right in the center of it!

Then they heard Santa’s hearty “HO-HO” as he said, “Secret Mission declared a success!” and the pelting of snowballs began once again.

Frank looked at George, and said, “Do you get the feeling that the big boss is laughing right now? I am thinking this was a Special Payback Mission!”

“…mmm..” Frank couldn’t answer, as another  snowball had just hit him.

 

 

 

 

 

The Secret Mission (Part 2)

In case you missed Part 1 yesterday, here is a link. The Secret Mission

George’s head hit the desk. He looked up at the still broken clock. He knew a lot of time had passed since he was on the phone trying to straighten out a problem. He had decided to make the call over his lunch hour and it took up his lunch hour and more! Some days he longed to go back in time, before technology was so advanced. As nice as it was, it sure brought its share of headaches along with it.

The door opened and in walked Frank smiling. “Hey George, where were you? I was waiting for you to come out to the park, I am guessing the phone call didn’t go too well?”

George raised his head, looking at Frank.  Frank took one look and said,  “No worries, you don’t need to explain, I think I will just get to work now. Look at the bright side, tomorrow we will leave for our special assignment!”

The rest of the afternoon passed quickly and their boss came out to wish them well at teh end of the day.

“I hope everything goes smoothly for you guys! This is a pretty big adventure, may it be successful!” He shook their hands and they started walking towards the door. Then they heard him call out, ” Make sure you stay warm!” They heard him snickering as they closed the door behind them.

George and Frank walked in silence to their vehicles. Frank broke the silence. ” Well this definitely will be an adventure, guess its good that neither of us have agoraphobia!”

George couldn’t help but laugh as he shook his head and said, “Yes!”

Then he added, “I just wish that your word for today, “temerarious”, wouldn’t seem to fit so well.

Frank put his hand on George’s shoulder and said, “Think of the words that go along with that word, “Adventuresome”, “Daring”, and “Bold”. We are going to where not many go.

“Yes, we are, and you know there is another word that is a synonym for “temerarious”, “Foolhardy!”

Frank paused and said, “You have a point there, but the big boss has picked this special mission for us, so we have to go. You know how it goes, her wish is our command!”

George agreed and they both said how they would make the most of it, for one just never knew what could happen! Gotta embrace life, “Carpe Diem!”  

They wished each other a good night and said they would meet at the airport at 7am sharp in the morning.

The next morning dawned bright and sunny, and Frank and George were feeling bright eyed and bushy tailed, after a good night’s rest. They had books along, prepared for the long flight ahead of them.

After traveling for awhile and dozing off and on between reading they started chatting.

“Do you remember the names of the 2 guys that we are supposed to meet at the airport?” asked Frank.

“I am thinking….They were very different names I know that. Was one Jingle perhaps? Yeah, I think it was Jingle and and Jinx. Who has names like Jingle and Jinx?”

Frank shook his head, “No, Jingle doesn’t sound right, I think it was Jangle.”

“Yes, that is correct!”, said George. “Jangle and Jinx! Hmm….looking forward to meeting them! They sound like interesting characters!”

“The boss really didn’t tell us much about them. She only said how we should hit it off with them and another one named Snowball. She said everything would make sense when they explained more to us.”  said Frank.

“I sure hope so, for right now it just seems kind of strange. I never heard of anyone called Snowball before either and remember, there is someone else called Candy Cane. Do you think they are spy names. Perhaps they have different identities like we do?” suggested George.

“The boss did mention that they helped with a very large mission. Apparently they worked hard all year long for a very special yearly event! She told us to just think about where we are going and that perhaps we would figure it out. But nothing has come to me so far, how about you?” asked Frank.

“Nope, you know how our boss can be a little delusional at times. I think this may be one of those times!” replied George.

Soon the announcement came over the loudspeaker, “Please buckle your seat belts and prepare for landing.”

George and Frank buckled their seat belts, hoping for a smooth landing.

The plane landed just fine and it didn’t take long for them to grab their bags and head out of the plane.

A blast of cold air hit them as they walked outside. “Welcome to the North Pole indeed!” said George.

There wasn’t much around when they walked out, all they could see was snow and ice and lots of space. The little airport looked deserted as they stood there, trying not to shiver too hard.

Soon they heard someone yelling. “There they are, straight ahead, slow down Jinx!”

They looked and saw a sled heading right for them at a high rate of speed. They quickly moved aside as they watched the sleigh plow into the snowbank.

“I am driving home Jinx!” said Jangle, as they got out of the sleigh.

Snowball emerged from the snowbank that he had been tossed into, and muttered how he should have stayed behind with Santa.

Frank and George blinked their eyes.  Were they really seeing what they thought they were seeing? They looked like elves, and had that one elf mentioned Santa?

Did their boss have “bats in her belfry”, or what? What this real?

They watched as 3 elves walked towards them with rosy cheeks and smiles, though Snowball still looked a little disgruntled.

“Welcome to the North Pole, Santa is looking forward to meeting you!” they said, as they extended their hands out to Frank and George.

 

 

 

 

 

The Secret Mission

The park was a lovely spot for a lunch break. Tulips were popping up their heads and showing off their colors and golden finches were flying around the bird feeder that the park had hanging from one of the blooming pear trees.

The beautiful swans were gliding around on the shimmering lake. This time Frank and George were content to watch them from the picnic bench without going any closer to the lake. It might have been a few months ago when they had a closer than expected encounter with the swans, but it was still fairly fresh in their minds.

“So, what do you think our new assignment will be, has the boss said anything to you? ” asked Frank.

George finished swallowing a bite that he had taken from his bologna sandwich, and then he replied.

“No, the  boss hasn’t said anything to me, but hopefully we will find out soon.  ”

They never quite knew what kind of job the boss may have for them. Often they were in the dark about what they would be doing next. Sometimes they were undercover cops and sometimes they were clowns in a circus. They had all kinds of ID’s, just had to make sure that they pulled out the right ones at the right time! Sometimes they would get confused, and pull out the wrong one, but they could quickly cover it up pretty well. Their lives definitely weren’t boring. That is one word that did not apply to them!

They went back to eating their bologna sandwiches and carrot sticks, while they enjoyed the nice breeze that was blowing.

After some silence, Frank asked a question. “Do you know what the word agoraphobia means? ”

George looked at him with a quizzical expression. “No, can’t say that I do.”

Frank smiled and said, “It’s a new word that I learned today from my Word a Day Calendar. It means a fear of open spaces. ”

“Oh”, George nodded his head and went back to eating.

“You are welcome,” said Frank.

“For what?” asked George.

“For enlightening you with a new word,  think of all the things that I keep teaching you about the English language.”

George just rolled his eyes as he finished the last drop of his nice, cool drink.

Soon it was time to go back to work. They had stacks of paperwork on their desks to do, since they had no other assignment at the moment.

George looked up at the clock on the wall after awhile and was perplexed.

“Hey Frank, what does your watch say? ”

“Its almost 3pm.” he said.

“Well that’s a relief,  I thought time was moving awfully slow. I think the clock must be broken again. It still says 1:30!”

They waited a few more moments and then Frank said, “Its 3:00 on the dot, its quitting time!”

Their boss was still gone, he was having a meeting with his supervisor. She was the one that handed down the assignments for Frank and George.

Frank and George made sure their desks were clean. Frank looked at his calendar once again, and he tore off the page for tomorrow, he was curious.

George was heading for the door when Frank called out to him. “Wait up, I have another word for you.”

They had just been out of the office for a few minutes when their boss walked back in. He saw that their desks were all clean, he must have just missed them. He looked up at the clock and turned his head. Looked at his watch and shook his head. Looked like the clock had stopped working once again.

Well, it was too bad that the guys had left, for his boss had given him the next assignment that she wanted George and Frank to go on. Guess they would just have to wait to find out now.

He spied Frank’s word of the day calendar and glanced at the word for tomorrow.. Well now that was a interesting word. He didn’t think he had ever heard that word before!

He read the meaning of the word. Hmm… he thought to himself, that word may fit very well with what their next assignment was going to be. Smiling to himself, he locked up the office and walked out the door. Yes, that may fit very well indeed!

 

 

Now You Know!

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He found himself caught in another rain storm. The rain didn’t sour his mood though for he had a special date tonight with Dorindaur.

Drewsilla kept walking through the rain. He was running late, for he had to finish watching the great one and only Incredible Hulkaurus! He loved seeing him turn all green when he was about to show his incredible strength! There was always a special glow around him.

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He kept walking and saw the Wise One, Lewsarus,  on the hill. d3dd3939d8674540571a6d6be0271c4a

Perhaps he should stop and visit with him for awhile, surely Dorindaur wouldn’t mind. She did at times question the Wise one’s wisdom, but than again it seemed all the ladies doubted his wisdom. Ever since that one time when he was leading them to a new land and he ended up getting lost.  He had asked Clarkcus for help, but he was no help. They just kept everyone wandering around in circles until finally Sacageraurus , helped guide everyone back home. She was then known to everyone as the wise explorer who helped Lewsaurus and Clarkrus find new land.

Drewsilla figured that a few minutes wouldn’t hurt. He stopped and they chatted, and what was supposed to be just a few minutes turned into an hour! They hadn’t been paying attention to the time, for they were engrossed in conversation and one thing at a time was enough for them to focus on.

Drewsilla picked up his speed, for now he was a little worried about how Dorindaur would react to him at being so late for their special date. At least he had remembered the flowers for her! Oh No! Where were the flowers? He must have put them down when he was talking to the Wise One. Oh ding dang dino rus, he was in trouble for sure!

He started to run even faster and then he saw her and his heart sank. She was waiting for him and she wasn’t looking very happy, not happy at all!

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No one saw Drewsilla after that night. The story is told that Dorindaur sent him away for there is no fury like a dinosaur who is kept waiting for her date!

Apparently he went around asking to stay with his friends and they felt sorry for him but their wives wouldn’t let him stay. So all his friends decided to go with him. It was dark and very late, but they figured they would take a long walk and then return home once everyone had cooled down.

Legend has it that they never returned. It is believed that they got themselves lost and could not return home, for they did not have Sacajeweraurus to help them this time.

And now you know the true story of why the dinosaurs are extinct!

 

 

 

The Special Surprise (Part 2)

Happy Wednesday! If you missed Part 1 of Jinx and Jangle’s story, here is a link. The Special Surprise (Part 1) So who do you think Santa’s surprise guest is? Grab a drink and kick back, as you escape to the North Pole to see what the surprise is!

 

The Special Surprise!

They were all sitting in Santa’s house as Jinx and Jangle were still trying to get over the big shock that awaited them at the airport!

Jinx took another gulp from his cup as he shook his head. Whoever would have thought!

Jangle swallowed the last drop of honey milk from his cup. He felt like he was going to burst with happiness as he looked around the room. A room filled with love!

They had arrived at the airport in plenty of time. Dino was the speediest method of transportation that they had. It was so fun flying on him. They sure did cause a stir though when they landed in the parking lot!

The trip back on Dino still felt like a dream, for they had been in complete shock. They definitely hadn’t guessed what Santa’s surprise was, he totally had pulled one over on them! When they got back they found out that everyone else had known as well! They had been the only ones left in the dark! Everyone else except Snowball, that is. He had been sleeping when Santa had made the announcement to everyone, during the time that Jinx and Jangle were on their way to the airport.

While at the airport and waiting at the gate Jinx and Jangle had talked about who they thought were coming. Then Jangle heard his name called and he looked up. Much to great joy he saw his parents coming. Warmth flooded through his soul as his heart started beating fast! He hadn’t realized how much he had missed them until there they were coming straight for him. When they embraced in a big hug, his eyes got a little moist!

Jinx was watching, feeling very happy for Jangle, when his heart almost stopped. A lump formed in his throat. His parents were coming through the gate as well. Jinx heard his Mom’s laugh and saw the twinkle in her eye. He couldn’t feel his legs as he ran to greet her.

Jinx and Jangle were so overcome with emotion and then they heard someone else calling their names. They looked up in surprise. Who else could be coming?  It couldn’t be, was that really her? Yes, it had to be! Jinx could see her radiant smile. He couldn’t believe it, but it was his Grandma, his gem!!

Before they knew it, she was embracing both of them. “Oh my precious ones, so good to see both of you!”

Jinx and Jangle were so happy but yet totally confused, how did she know both of them?  Their parents were smiling at each other and at them and soon everyone was talking at once.  It seemed that there was still another big surprise for Jinx and Jangle. They were cousins!

Jangle’s parents had moved across the country when Jangle was very young and that’s why Jangle had not seen his Grandma much, but she faithfully had always sent cards. The one memory he did have of her when he was very young, was making honey milk. He and Jinx actually had shared cups of it together when they were at her house at the young age of three!

Sadly Jangle’s parents and Jinx’s had lost contact after they moved. They had only touched base again once both Jinx and Jangle moved to the North Pole. The parents were thrilled to know that the cousins had met and became friends, having no idea that they were cousins! They didn’t want to tell them in a letter, they wanted to surprise them in person and finally Santa managed to work it all out in flying all of them to the North Pole for a surprise visit!

While Jinx and Jangle and the guests were at Santa’s, the other elves were over at the dining hall getting everything ready for a celebratory meal. Chef Salvo had been working on some secret recipes all week and everyone was excited to try them out.

Candy Cane and Snowball were working together in choosing music and in decorating.  They had picked out some some CD’s by Blackmore’s Night, Celtic Women and Tangerine Dream, as they had heard that Jinx and Jangle’s Grandma really liked their music. In talking to her they had found out so many interesting little facts about music, and books as well. It was quite enjoyable talking to her.

“Did you see Jinx  and Jangle’s faces, when they arrived?”  laughed Candy Cane.  ” Their eyes were so big!”

Snowball agreed, “For one of the first times, they both were speechless! That doesn’t happen much! ”

Candy Cane chuckled, as she finished hanging the last streamer.

Snowball looked as his watch, ” They should be coming soon, we got done just in time. Guess I won’t have any time to take my mid morning nap.”

Meanwhile over at Santa’s place everyone was still reveling in the simple joy of being all together.

Conversation had died down for just a moment and Santa took advantage of the silence.

“Ho-Ho-Ho! Who is ready for a fabulous meal?”

They all agreed that they were getting rather hungry after all the excitement of the morning.

Jinx and Jangle’s parents started talking again as they headed out the door with Santa. Then Mrs.Clause and Grandma were talking about the best cookie recipes as they headed out leaving Jinx and Jangle staring at each other.

“Cousins! Really? Who would have thought?”

“Yes!” said Jinx.”So now when you think I may be a little cracked, just remember I am related to you. That explains a lot, eh!”

Jangle rolled his eyes as he hurried to catch up with Grandma. ” Hey, Grandma I have a question for you, who was the best behaved 3 year old, me or Jinx?”

Grandma turned her head back and laughed at the question. “Oh that is a hard question, …. most of the time you both were NUTS!”, she said with a twinkle in her eye. Then she  put her arms around both of them and they walked to the dining hall together.

 

 

 

 

 

The Special Surprise (Part 1)

It’s a rainy day here, so I thought it might be a fun day to visit the North Pole and see what our favorite elves are up too!

This is a little different Jinx and Jangle story today, as the idea for the story came from Ellen. She thought it would be fun for Jinx and Jangle to be surprised by finding out something very important. Sorry I can’t tell you what, for that would give it away!

I can’t refer you to Ellen’s blog, for she doesn’t have one, though I believe she easily could! She is always full of a wealth interesting information!  She has a warm heart, a fun spirit and I always appreciate reading comments from her and her adorable grandson Benjamin. I know other bloggers who have the same appreciation. Ellen and Benjamin bring a great light to the blogging community.

Thank you Ellen for the fun suggestion you gave, I hope you and Benjamin enjoy the story!

The Special Surprise

“Cuckoo Cuckoo!” The clock chimed in the living room. Jangle and Jinx were both sitting in their favorite recliners and reading. “Cuckoo Cuckoo!”  It chimed some more. “Cuckoo Cuckoo!”  Jinx looked up from his book and said,  ” I think Candy Cane was secretly laughing to herself when she gave us that clock.”  “Cuckoo Cuckoo!” it chimed again. 

Jangle agreed, “Hey I think Snowball’s birthday is coming soon. Maybe we should get him a cuckoo clock?”

Jinx chuckled, ” That may be a very good idea!”

“Talking about birthday’s reminds me of how I loved getting birthday cards from my Grandma. They were always specially made by her and what she wrote in them always made me smile. I didn’t get to see her very often, but I cherish the memories of when I did. She was the first one who taught me what Honey Milk was! “

“My grandma made honey milk too! Isn’t it yummy. We should make some!,” said Jangle. ” I remember many visits to my Grandma’s place and the fun adventures we had.  She could make a simple walk to the post office fun! My grandma was a true gem!” 

They sat quietly for a little, lost in memories of the past. Then they shared more stories of their childhood memories with each other.

Cuckoo Cuckoo!  Looking at the clock, Jinx jumped up from his recliner. “We need to go Jangle! Remember Santa wanted to see us about something important!”

“Oh my, that’s right! We can’t be late for Santa!”

They grabbed their coats and hats and ran out the door.

Soon they were at his house and Mrs. Clause had poured them all a cup of Chamomile tea. Mrs. Clause was always so sweet, she had tea and cookies always ready whenever they would drop by. She was like everyone’s favorite grandmother.

They were sitting around the cozy fireplace in rockers and chatting, when Santa cleared his throat and said, ” I have a special favor to ask of the 2 of you. There really is no one better for the job.”

Jinx and Jangle smiled and sat up a little straighter when hearing this from Santa.

“We would be glad to do a favor for you Santa. What would you like us to do?”

“It involves a trip to the airport, there is a special visitor coming to the North Pole,” said Santa with a twinkle in his eye.

“How exciting,” Jinx and Jangle said, ” We would be glad to go to the airport for you.”

Santa gave them the flight number and the time to be there.

“Thank you both very much, I knew I could count on you!”

“You can indeed!” said Jangle and he waved his mug in the air, forgetting it still had a little tea in it, which spilled on the floor.

“Oops!” said Jangle, as he looked a little red, but Mrs. Clause just laughed and told him not to worry about it. ” Santa has had his share of spills too!”They all laughed then.

They chatted a little more before Jinx and Jangle decided to go.

“We will make sure to be at the airport first thing Wednesday morning, and will give your guest our royal welcome! ”

Santa smiled, ” I have no doubt that you will! I will be eager for you all to get back from the airport. ”

They thanked Mrs. Clause for the tea and cookies and walked out the door.

Santa’s eyes danced as he looked at Mrs. Clause and she smiled back. Wednesday  was bound to be a fun day!

(to be continued…on Wednesday)

 

 

 

 

The Fishy Negotiation (Part 2)

If you didn’t get a chance to read part 1 yesterday, here is a link to it. The Fishy Negotiation

Hope you enjoy the rest of the story and if you do, you would probably love the book! Feel free to click on “The Odessa Chronicles” cover in the right hand margin, for more information. There is  definitely a lot more crazy moments that this gang have together  and heartwarming ones as well.

Do you think Odessa was successful in teaching Dewey how to be polite and use his manners?  Can a Barn Owl actually teach a cat manners? Well, when it comes to Odessa, just about anything can happen!

Enjoy!

The Fishy Negotiation (Part 2)

Much later that day, the man-servant was relaxing in his chair in the living room when Odessa, Jaxon, and Dewey walked in. All three of them stood in front of the man-servant, and then Odessa hit Dewey with a wing, and Jaxon gave him a gentle kick with one of his back legs. “Go for it.” he whispered to Dewey.

“Please, Mr. Man-Servant,” said Dewey, “would you be so kind as to share your fish with me the next time you decide to have it for breakfast?”

The man-servant looked at him in disbelief. “Well yes, of course I will, Dewey,” he replied.

Dewey was smiling now. “When you have a free moment, would you please put some more food in my bowl?”

The man-servant did not know quite what to say except, “Of course, Dewey. It will be my pleasure to do so.”

Odessa and Jaxon were smiling at each other. They were both amazed at the transformation. “I am really good.” said Odessa to Jaxon. “Who would have thought that Dewey could be trained to be polite? He is a cat after all.”

Jaxon looked up at Odessa. “You’re a genius.” he said.

That was the tone for the rest of the evening. Odessa was feeling very proud of herself. Jaxon was in total admiration for what she had achieved, and the man-servant was still in shock at Dewey’s transformation. Dewey, however, had a sly grin on his face.

The next morning, the man-servant was in the kitchen with the intent of getting his breakfast, but he could not find anything. The cupboard where he kept his cereals was empty. His tins of salmon were gone, and even his bread had disappeared. He decided to make himself a cup of tea and relax while he sorted out what was happening. However, not only had his box of tea disappeared, but his kettle had also gone missing.

“Good morning, Man-Servant,” said Dewey with a big smile on his face. “Did you have a pleasant sleep?”

The man-servant looked at him. “You’re being very nice this morning. Do you know anything about all the stuff that is missing here?”

“I may well know a lot about the missing stuff,” said Dewey.

The man-servant was not very amused. “Dewey … I want my breakfast, so tell me what you have done with everything.”

“Tell you?” said Dewey. “Tell you? What kind of request is that?”

The man-servant stared at him. “Dewey, you had better tell me or you will regret it!”

At that moment, Odessa and Jaxon wandered in. Odessa soon picked up on their conversation. “Man-Servant,” she said, “you and I should have a talk.”

“Not now.” said the man-servant.

“Oh, I think that now is a perfect time.” said Odessa. “Let me ask you a question. How did you feel yesterday when Dewey very politely asked that you share your fish with him? How did you feel when he politely requested that his bowl be filled with food?”

The man-servant looked at Odessa. “What?” he asked. “What has that got to do with anything?”

“It has everything to do with anything, because you were so happy when Dewey was being polite, and yet you feel that you can be rude to him. You’re just as bad as he was.”

The man-servant thought for a moment. “I am sorry, Dewey,” he said. “Now would you please show me where my breakfast things are?”

“Nah!” said Dewey. “Sweat it out, Man-Servant. You’re not dealing with your average cat, you know?”

Odessa was shaking her head. “You can dress him up, but you can’t take him anywhere.”

Jaxon looked puzzled. “When did you hear that saying, Odessa?”

“A long time ago. It’s an old human expression,” she said.

Meanwhile, the man-servant was trying to resolve the problem of his breakfast. “I’ll tell you what, Dewey … you show me where you hid my breakfast stuff, and I’ll share my fish with you at dinner this evening.”

“Okay,” said Dewey, “but I also want my cushions fluffed up and fresh water in my bowl.”

“Okay,” said the man-servant, “but then I expect you to tidy up your play things before going to bed.”

Dewey looked at him. “Deal!”

Jaxon moved up closer to Odessa and whispered, “What just happened?”

Odessa rolled her eyes. “Two of nature’s strangest creatures negotiated what could well be a working relationship, and in a language of which neither has a very strong grasp. Our lives here could well be much easier from now on … but I doubt it.

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Danger on the Train

In my Name the Challenge! post I gave my readers a chance to give me an idea of what they would like to see a post about. I did get some creative ideas and do plan on using them all.  It’s never too late to share an idea with me, if one comes to your mind!

For today I am going to start with an idea from Tippy.  A fun blogger whose blog contains the adventures that he has in chasing unicorns.  Here is a link to one of his adventures, https://unicorniks.com/2019/04/14/the-winchester-mystery-house/

I will admit that at first I wasn’t sure how I was going to handle the idea of a train being derailed and a murder happening, but …. then an idea struck me. It might have diverted a little from Tippy’s original idea, but thanks Tippy for helping to get the creativity flowing.

 

Danger on the Train

 

Cynthia was looking out the window, it had been 2 days that she had been traveling so far.  The train ride had been nice and smooth, but she still hadn’t had a chance to try her plan.

They seemed to be heading deeper into the countryside, no-man’s land. The track was getting more windy the farther they went. Cynthia found herself getting drowsy, she had just enjoyed a nice cup of Chamomile tea. Deciding to close her eyes for a bit, she let herself be rocked to sleep by the rhythm of train.

Suddenly she was thrown out of her seat. Other passengers had been thrown as well and there was chaos! No one was quite sure what had happened until they looked out the window and saw that they were off the tracks.

The conductor’s voice was soon heard over the intercom. ” My apologies, but we seemed to have derailed and gone into a ditch. We will do our best to get the train up and running again as soon as possible.”

Cynthia looked around, it appeared that there were no serious injuries with any of the passengers, just some scrapes and bruises. She brushed off some dirt that had flown in the window and sighed. Oh well, “C est la vie!”

“Excuse me Miss. do you mind if sit by you? ”

Cynthia looked up at the older gentleman talking to her.  She was thinking of reading, but maybe it would be nice to have someone to talk with for a bit.

“Sure, have a seat.”

“Thank you!”  he said, as he sat down beside her.

“I see you like to read,” noticing the book in her lap. “May I ask what the book is about? I am an avid reader myself. I love Shakespeare and other classics. ”

Cynthia smiled, ” I prefer mysteries. Right now I am reading “The Cat and Mouse Game”. Its a murder mystery.”

The gentleman smiled, “Hmmm … that may be interesting. Would you like something to drink, I was thinking of getting a drink myself.”

Cynthia’s thoughts started flying, this might be the chance she was waiting for. Seeing the bulge of his wallet, she guessed he was fairly wealthy.

“Yes, please, I would love a white chocolate latte. ”

The man shook his head, ” I don’t know how people drink latte’s, or just plain coffee, but I would be glad to get you some.”  and he tipped his hat at her while he walked away.

Soon he came back with 2 steaming cups, he handed her latte to her and began to sit down with his drink, when Cynthia spoke up.

“I am sorry, but would you mind getting me a sandwich as well.  I was sleeping earlier and I am rather hungry now.”

“No problem,” and sitting down his drink, he went to get Cynthia’s sandwich.

Cynthia watched him go out of sight and she dug in her purse for her bottle of arsenic. It wouldn’t take much, she had grown pretty good at knowing exactly how much to use. She put a few drops in his cup and stirred it around and then sat back in her chair and started reading her book until he came.

“Here you go Miss. I hope you like egg and olive sandwiches.”

“They are great! My Mom used to make them for me all the time, thank you so much.”

She started to eat as the gentleman sat down and took a drink.

“I still can’t believe I am actually going to drink coffee, but they were out of  bottled water.”

Cynthia was nodding and drinking her latte as she kept her eyes on him.

” I have always said that coffee is poison!…”

Spitting out some of her latte, she started coughing.

The gentleman turned to her in alarm, “Are you okay?” He started patting her back.

“I am f-f-fine”, she said, “the latte just must have gone down the wrong throat!”

He picked up his cup and started drinking again. “Like I was saying, this stuff tastes nasty, I am sure it is ….”

With those words he slumped down in his chair.

Cynthia was ready to take his wallet when suddenly there was a commotion as an animal stepped onto the train!

The doors had been open, so it didn’t get too hot for everyone. People were in shock! They found themselves staring at a beautiful white unicorn! It seemed to be on a mission as it ignored everyone and trotted right over to where Cynthia and the gentleman were sitting.

Everyone was stunned as the unicorn scooped the man up with his head and tossed him on his back, walked out of the train and started flying away!

Cynthia couldn’t believe it! She looked at his coffee cup and realized he hadn’t drank enough of it for it to kill him, he was just unconscious. He sure would have the surprise of his life when he woke up!

She picked up her book to read again while she waited for her next victim. Perhaps this time she would actually get their money before another crazy unicorn comes and steals them away!

 

 

 

Mama’s Roses

046f781a4024f796d2217edfe570ae51 This painting is from Pinterest and was done in 1908 by Waterhose.  It’s called “The Soul of the Rose”

 

She breathed in the scent of the sweet rose. Taking deep breaths she tried to stop the butterflies from having a party inside her stomach. Oh how she longed for yesterday, to go back to an easier time. Her life now seemed to be more full of questions than of answers.

These days life seemed to be taking her on quite the ride. Sometimes she could relax, and breathe and take the time to smell the roses, but other times she felt like she was hanging on to the caboose for dear life as the train sped down the tracks.

Speeding down the tracks and sometimes heading  for what seemed to be dark tunnels. She would stretch forward trying to look for the light.

This place held so many memories, she was afraid to step out and go somewhere new. Taking another breath of the sweet rose, she quieted the butterflies inside of her, telling them it would be okay. She was embarking on a new day, a new adventure and there was a part of her spirit that as eager to soar.

Memories came back of when she was a little girl. Planting roses with her Mama, digging in the dirt and eagerly waiting to see the flowers bloom. So many days they had spent working side by side together in the flower garden.

The years passed and her Mama got older. It got harder for her to walk around as much.  Juliet would clip the roses and bring them inside for her to enjoy. They would share cups of tea and talk about memories of days past, savoring the time together, as the wonderful aroma of the roses filled the room.

The roses were like her Mama, their fragrance spilled out for others to enjoy as they passed by. Her Mama’s fragrance of gentleness and love also overflowed, touching all who knew her.

This place was so special, but now her sweet Mama was gone and it was time for Juliet to move on. To be thankful in her heart for all the yesterdays and to move on to embrace enchanting tomorrows.

Courage rose up in her as she deeply breathed in one more time the fresh scent. She would forever carry inside of her the aroma of her Mama’s sweet, blushing pink rose.