“Hey, Bud”

“Who do we have here?”, the man asked me as I walked with my grandson on the hiking trail behind my house.

I walk on the trail nearly every day and often pass this man as we go in opposite directions. We exchange brief pleasantries, usually about the weather.

One day when my grandson was visiting, he joined me on my morning walk. He had just gotten a hair-cut in preparation for his first day of Kindergarten. The cut was pretty dramatic – a mohawk – so it was hard to miss! We passed the man on the trail. “Who do we have here?” he asked me, and to my grandson he said, “Hey, Bud! I like how you cut your hair!”

My grandson just looked at him and said, “I didn’t cut it”!

The man thought that was hilarious and could be heard laughing as he continued his walk behind us.

My grandson apparently felt the need to defend himself: “Well, I didn’t cut it, Grammy! The barber did!”

“I know, honey”, I said as we walked towards home. He looked confused, but I was amused!

For Ragtag Daily Prompt: Bud

It’s Only Words #12

Grandma and My Best Friend

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I can’t begin to tell you how much I loved my Grandma! When I was young, she was my best friend and my favorite person in the whole world. She was fun, she was funny, and she always said the wisest things.

     “If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all”

     “If you can dream it, you can be it”

     “Pretty is as pretty does”

These things didn’t always make sense to me, but I remember her saying them like it was yesterday. I always wanted to be the kind of person Grandma respected and admired.

     “Find the good in everyone”

     “Actions speak louder than words”

     “A smile doesn’t cost a thing”

Eventually, Grandma wasn’t my whole world anymore because she was no longer in it; but the older I got, the more I cherished her words of wisdom:

     “Every cloud has a silver lining”

     “You don’t get something for nothing”

     “Things will look better in the morning”

I was a young adult when God called Grandma home. Other “best friends” have come and gone since then. A few were bad choices, but most were people Grandma would have approved of.

     “A leopard never changes its spots”

     “You never know what someone else is going through”

     “Friends are the family you choose, so choose wisely”

At this point in my life it’s safe to assume that my best friend of today will probably always be my best friend. She is the personification of “pretty is as pretty does”. She is amazingly supportive, compassionate, fun and funny—just like Grandma!

If my best friend of yesterday were to meet my best friend of today, I know exactly what she would say:  “Isn’t it nice to have a friend, my Dear, whose beauty is more than skin deep?”

For Ragtag Daily Prompt: Can’t

A Quiet Morning

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The faucet at the kitchen sink is dripping again. Hmm, I thought we fixed that! It’s amazing how loud it sounds as I lounge in my favorite chair with my morning coffee. Just as I take a sip, the automatic ice-maker deposits its latest round of fresh ice into the freezer’s dispenser. The sudden racket startles me and coffee dribbles down the front of my pretty pink shirt. Now I’m perturbed… even the clocks annoy me! We have two pendulum clocks; a grandfather clock in the dining room and a mantle clock over the fireplace. Usually the pendulums swing at the same pace, but this morning one is out of sync, so the normal “tick-tock” in unison now resonates “tick-tick-tock-tock” instead. How can that be, I ask you? They both show exactly the same time! I take a deep breath – and another sip of coffee. Tap-tap-tappity-tap-tap! Are you kidding me? The obnoxious woodpecker is causing commotion again today. He thinks it’s funny – I know he does – to drill like a jackhammer on the gutters of our house rather than one of the dozen trees in our backyard. I march out onto the deck, flinging my arms like a mad woman to shoo him away. I settle back into my chair, slip my shoes off, put my feet up and grab my cup of coffee; which unfortunately has gotten cold, but I drink it anyway. A faint clank and a whoosh of air tells me the air conditioner has kicked on and there will be a bit of white noise until the temperature inside the house has met its goal. I reach down and pull a light-weight blanket over my bare feet (they get cold when the air is on). A contented sigh escapes me as I begin to relax. Beep, beep, beep! The dryer down the hall indicates the clothes that have long been tumbling are finally dry. If it wasn’t so quiet in here, I might have missed the signal. Wait, what? It’s not quiet in here! It’s chaos! I might as well get up and fold the laundry… and change my shirt!

Playing with words this morning, this is my response to RDP #68 Word Prompt – Play