A four line poem about: singing.
Next Saturday we're flying to Toronto and spending the night with some friends. The following morning we catch our flight to Jamaica. This week is going to go by real fast, I suspect.
Anyway, the point. Today I spent some time working on prompts for the days I'll be away. I think I've got about half of them done and I'm hoping to get the other half done tomorrow - that way I can just schedule them up and not worry about the blog for the two weeks we'll be away.
Of course I'll still be writing every day, and I'm sure a lot of it will end up here eventually. But yeah, there will be prompts during the honeymoon - they'll just all be scheduled.
Forgot to take a picture of the new laundry machines, but I did take this today:
Standing in front of the band,
Microphone in hand,
With painted ruby red lips,She sings from the hips.