Theme thursday: Light

This is my favorite LIGHT beer. It's best enjoyed at a pub, but I'll be happy to enjoy it at home, with a deep bowl of potato chips.

Enough said.

Silly Saturday: Hospital Muse

For the past four weeks, my mother has met more doctors than you would care to know.

She is 72 years old. In my book, 72 is not really that old.

The other day Mom remarked to me how none of these doctors know what day it is.

"Huh?", I said.

She proceeded to tell me that without fail, every single doctor would ask her what is today's date.

Theme Thursday: BALL

All I want is a crystal ball

so I can see what the future


holds for me.


Is that too much to ask?

Fire Cracker: Magpie Tale 21, in 55 words

Chinese firecracker??

In 1970 Taiwan

we lived in a house

near the rice paddies.

Farmers used

their beloved and gentle

water buffalo

to plow the fields.

These beasts dropped dung

on the road.

"Ewwwwww".

We were spoiled rotten

American kids.

We would

put Chinese firecrackers

deep inside

the buffalo dung,

light a match,

and run like hell.

"Ewwwwww".

More Blue

photos by Warm Coco, 2009

For Theme Thursday BLUE, I am very late.

For those of you who know me outside this blog, you know that my mother is finally home from the hospital.

She will be receiving chemotherapy, but at least she is home.

This blog is a bit too depressing, I know. So I've lightened up a bit with two blue photos from my iPhone. The first picture is from my holiday in Cancun Mexico. The second picture shows you my drug of choice.

You can find my other blue Theme Thursday post below...click here...

Thanks for stopping by.

Blue

photo by Warm Coco July 2010

Mom served me hot tea

and cold cereal

in her new Blue Willow dishes.

My childhood memories embellished with

Blue Willow

Blue Willow

Blue Willow.

As a child, I studied that Blue Willow pattern

when I sat alone to eat.

Later,

when Mom was in the hospital

I peeked through her kitchen cabinets

at home.

I spied

her very

last

Blue Willow piece.

In my hand it's smaller now,

and more frail

with many fine lines.

Magpie Tale #20: Tooth Brush, in 55 words

When I was very little,

Mom badgered me to

brush my teeth.

I hated it.

The minty paste burned my tongue.

I cried.

Today I hold the small plastic pan

under Mom's chin

so she can brush her teeth

while she sits up

in her hospital bed.

The minty paste refreshes her tongue.

I cry.

To see other Magpie Tales, click here.