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The Stanley Cup

The Stanley Cup

It was the second period and the Leafs were behind by two goals, which was understandable as the Bruins were a tough team to beat. In game seven the Bruins win in the 2019 playoffs and the Leafs are out.

The Leafs have not won the Stanley Cup since playing against the Montreal Canadiens back in 1967. In total the Toronto Maple Leafs have won the cup 13 times.

Fans are a dedicated bunch that come out every year to cheer on the Leafs watching them make it to playoffs only to be heartbroken year after year.

I’m sure their goal to win will eventually come, and I hope it’s sooner than later.

This was written for Six Sentence Story.

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Training Maggie My Newfoundland Dog

Taking Maggie to obedience training school once week was a lot of fun for both of us and she really enjoyed being with all the other dogs. She knew exactly where we were going and got so excited each week to go to The Best Behaved Dog Academy.

She caught on quite fast and I was told by one of the instructors that once a Newf learns how to do something they’ll always remember what they’ve learnt and not to make them practice too much or they’ll get bored very quickly and lose focus.

Everyday we’d go across the street to the park and practice what we’d learned.

After class one day one of the instructors Gail Bishop who owned the dog kennels where we trained asked me if I’d like to come and work at the kennels with her and she’d teach me everything she knew and also teach me how to groom.

I started working there the very next day and I have to say it was one of the most full filling jobs I’ve ever had.

This was written for Six Sentence Story.

Emotionally Unstable

A six sentence story about a man named John who wasn't ready to be released from a psychiatric hospital.

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The Joy of Aging

This post is for Six Sentence Story. The prompt word – memory.

It seems lately that I’m aging faster than I’d like to, but I suppose everyone feels that way when they hit a certain age.

Looking in the mirror I see my older self but when I’m out and about carrying on with my day I don’t think of myself as looking as old as I do if you get my drift.

My husband loves to bug me about my memory not being what it used to. A song will come on the radio and he’ll say to me what band is that? It drives me crazy as I know I like the song and the band but for the life of me, I can’t remember who it is singing.

My wish is to not end up with Alzheimer’s as it scares the hell out of me.

Childhood Memories

Wordle 128

This is written for Wordle #128

Use all the words in the picture creatively.

1. 1960s

2. Insert

3. Rush

4. Tag

5. Unknown

6. Svelte

7. Temporize

verb (used without object), tem·po·rized, tem·po·riz·ing.

to be indecisive or evasive to gain time or delay acting.
to comply with the time or occasion; yield temporarily or ostensibly to prevailing
opinion or circumstances.
to treat or parley so as to gain time (usually followed by with).
to come to terms (usually followed by with ).
to effect compromise (usually followed by between ).

 

8. Complex

9. Curls

10. Heiligenschein (German for “halo” or “aureola”, pronounced [ˈhaɪlɪɡənˌʃaɪn]) is an optical phenomenon in which a bright spot appears around the shadow of the viewer’s head in the presence of dew. In photogrammetry and remote sensing, it is more commonly known as the hotspot.)

11. Bounce

12. Speech

This is also written for Six Sentence Story using the word “CONTEST”.

Back in the 1960s life was not as complex as it is right now, people were not in a rush all the time, speech no matter who was talking, man, woman, or child was a lot easier to understand compared to the unknown language that teens use today.

Back then we played tag, now we tag photo’s, stories, articles, use it quite a bit on social media and so forth.

I’ve many good memories of the ’60s as I lived with my grandparents.

As I look back today my grandmother must have had a heiligenschein around her head as she was the kindest, gentlest, most loving person I’ve ever met. She was a svelte woman with beautiful curls and I’m sure one that could win a beauty contest, hands down.

She was always trying to get me to temporize the death of my mother and she would insert stories of her every chance she got bouncing them off me in many of the conversations we had.

What to Have for Easter Dinner

My son and I were discussing the Easter Sunday dinner menu like we do for most holiday family dinners since we both love to cook and usually end up making most of the meal together.

This year we are having a bit of a dilemma as we cannot come to an agreement on what type of meat to serve.

He wants prime rib, he always wants prime rib and I think a nice ham or turkey would be nice, but I am leaning towards the ham as we’ve been eating turkey since Thanksgiving and frankly, I’m getting sick of it if that’s even possible.

I find it so much easier and less work to cook a ham than a turkey with stuffing, cranberries, mashed potatoes, glazed carrots, brussels sprouts, and mashed turnip. You don’t have to stuff a ham, peel and cut up turnips or rutabagas, peel the potatoes, make up the stuffing to stuff the turkey … and so on.

Well looks like it’s now down to two different types of meat to serve, what do you think prime rib or ham?

 

This is written for Six Sentence Story.

The prompt this week is “Type”.

 

Place In My Heart

bruce my boy

Bruce My Boy

Missing you with all my heart, Bruce and hoping that you’re in a good place now, free from pain, and happy.

You were my shadow, always there beside me, protecting me from harm, full of wet sloppy kisses, and you were such a charm.

Remembering the day that we had to say goodbye, was one of the hardest things, having to watch you die.

Today would have been your twelfth birthday and I’m still so very sad but hope to meet up with you one day in Heaven, and then I’ll be so glad.

Just wanted to let you know that I think of you every day and think of all the good times and the times we’d play.

You touched my heart the day I met you, and it was love at first sight, always will love you every day and every night.

 

This was written for Six Sentence StoryThe word prompt this week is “Place”.

Sunday Afternoon Drive

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One of the many views from Griffith Park

It was Sunday and I was out for a drive with my parents on a beautiful sunny Sunday afternoon in California heading to Griffith Park.

We happened upon a traffic jam, not unusual for Los Angeles, and there was a car beside us with several young guys looking over at me in the backseat.

Our windows were down, and I heard one of the guys say, wow check her out. The next comment was, ya, but look what she’s going to look like when she’s older.

I had hoped that my stepmother who was a large woman had not heard this comment as I’m sure it would have made her feel bad.

I can remember thinking, yes but we’re not blood-related.

© Susan Zutautas 2019

This short story was written for  Six Sentence Story The word prompt this week is “Drive”.