Moose-face!!

To get the full effect of my story I'm about to share, first I need to direct you to the Healing Morning blog, Can I Get an Alien? Go on...click the link and enjoy the ride.

Now, here's the expanded version of the comment I made concerning the Alien...

My husband and I had this happen in the first year of our marriage...nearly 25 years ago I might add. Ours is "moose-face." It was said (or thought to have been said) aloud by my hubby in the middle of a terribly intense argument.

I could swear he called me - out of the blue - a moose-face. When I exclaimed, "What d'ya mean, I'm a moose-face!!" he couldn't figure out why I (that's right - I was supposed to be the culprit) suddenly brought up the word moose-face.

"Moose-face?" he retorted, "Why'd you call me a moose-face!"

Quickly and vehemently I replied, "I didn't call you a moose-face! You're the one who called *me* one!!"

He yelled, "When did I ever call YOU a moose-face?!!"

Shocked at his question, I shouted back at him, "Just now!"

In disbelief he cried out, "I was only repeating what YOU said!"

It soon was like the old Abbott and Costello routine Who's on first? - only with mega-volume, in a car parked next to a public park, and late at night.

But, in only a matter of another minute or two, we had completely stopped arguing and had begun to laugh sooo hard we were crying - trying desperately to catch our breaths. To this day, when that word pops up in conversation, we end up ROFLOAO, even as do our friends who've heard us tell the story many times.

We never did figure out what word he actually said that night. It didn't seem to matter. And, we still cannot - for the life of us - recall what we were arguing about in the first place. Does it matter?

It's nice, though, to be reminded of these things, because humor indeed relieves pressure and makes life a lot more worth living :~)

Impact of a Tiny Impression

Near the end of our four days of minuets (i.e.the She Writes blog hop) I met Julie, who has a really nice blog, What Else is Possible? Long story short, she chose my blog along with 14 others, for the One Lovely Blog Award. Thank you Julie!

This is my first recognition of this type, so of course I had to put it in my sidebar, right? Right. And when this writing becomes one of my "Older Posts," and readers will no longer be able to easily access her link, they'll still be able to discover the wonderful person who gave me my first award - because clicking on that sidebar image will take them to her site. Cool, huh!

Here are the rules for this award:

• Accept the award by posting it on your blog together with the name of the person who granted the award and their blog link.
• Pass the award on to other blogs that you have newly discovered. 
• Contact each of those bloggers to let them know they have been chosen for this award.

If you're wondering what all of this has to do with the title of this post, you'll need to read the one I posted on Feb. 17th: Tiny Impression With an Impact. If you still don't understand this title after reading the other post, then please write to me...I check my comments every day...even when I don't publish a post :~)

And here are the recipients of this "One Lovely Blog Award" from me:

 1.  While the Dervish Dances
 2.  The Slight Detour
 3.  OEBooks
 4.  Janel's Jumble
 5.  Anne K. Albert
 6.  Anglers Rest
 7.  A Few of My Favorite Things
 8.  Margaret Atwood: Year of the Flood
 9.  Mary Akers
10. Mystic Mom
11. Lessons from the Monk I Married
12. Healing Morning
13. Good To Grow
14. The Feminist Breeder
15. The Riddle of Writing

P.S. Just don't ask me what happened to the comment box on this particular post (??) It's a *v-e-r-y* long story, but long story short, it's gone.

Tiny Impression With an Impact

Welcome to all She Writers!

Such a splendid idea initiated by Meg Waite Clayton (her newest book, The Four Ms. Bradwells, to be released this March) for the She Writes' bloggers to have a "blog hop" or "group ball." Why do I say that? Because visiting one another's blog sites is very much like a dance. 

Writers, coming together, lightly touching...with words...as if each were moving in time to some inaudible minuet by Mozart. Passively engaging, pausing...turning...now forward, and back...then quietly, fading...away.  

And finally, all is still, as if it never was - except, perhaps, the lasting impression left by a single comment that piques the memory of that brief yet often bittersweet interlude.

Imagine, for a moment, the impact it might have if every time I visited another's blog, I paused long enough to leave my mark in the sand - a tiny impression that I was there - a comment, or "Hi, just passing thru," or even just a :~) That single tiny impression may be all that writer needs for encouragement, motivation, inspiration, or to challenge what they know how to do best.

And for a writer, doing what we do best is...to write :~) 

For the list of other She Writes' bloggers dancing this weekend, please click here.

Conversation With Self

Ego:  Not writing lately?
Id:      Can't get into it since I fell.
Ego:  Still recovering?
Id:      Honestly, it's quite hard to tell.
Ego:  Is it writer's block?
Id:      Nope, lots to say - maybe a quell.
Ego:  A little moody?
Id:      Could be? Who knows?! What the--? Hell's bells!
Ego:  Ahh...next week, perhaps?

Super-ego: Enough with all the questions!!
                                                                       ...'k?