Untitled-By Susan Thomas

Fiddle Dee Dee
Fiddle Dee Dum
Peanuts eating a drum
bum bum bum
bumpers licking thumbs
om om om
thumbs sticking up plums
plums sitting bums
bums blowing mum
mum kissing buns
buns are done
and done is done

Dear Jelly-By Susan Thomas

Dear Jelly-

You are the most beautiful condiment I have ever come across. You are more beautiful than mayonnaise, mustard, and ketchup put together. Your taste is sweet and yummy and when you combine with me we are the perfect match. I adore you.
I didn't  know the true happiness of a sandwich
until there was you.
The way you jiggle and don't spread yourself easily is one of the most beautiful things I ever seen. Your perfect color, somewhat clearness, and lumpiness make my peanuts beat faster. One look at you and I want to stick to you like glue.  Since the first time we met you are the only thing I want to be with in between two slices of bread.
Oh dear Jelly how you bring me joy. I picture  a long life of our jars side by side. I could meet your siblings. All your lovely flavors. You could meet mine and perhaps one day combine to make something new. My dear jelly if you love me to won't you be mine?

Your admirer,
Peanut Butter

Falling Sky-By Susan Thomas

     I stepped outside into the cool, crisp, fresh air. Living in the country was a blessing. It was always quiet and peaceful. I took in the air and let the smell of the country soak into my skin. There was nothing quite like the country. It somehow felt safer out here.
     I began to notice the breeze picking up. The forecast hadn't said that it was going to be windy, but then again the weather forecast was never that reliable. I soon realized that wind was getting really strong so I ducked for cover back into my small cottage. I then heard a loud crash in  my living room.
     I then ran to see what the noise was. I was perplexed to see a large hole in the ceiling. I was even further mystified when I saw a chunk of light blue laying on my hard wood floor. I walked over and picked it up to examine it closer. I was shocked to realize that it was a chunk of sky.
     I then rushed to the window and looked out. I was shocked to see giant chunks of sky crashing to the ground destroying the earth. I rushed outside and looked up. Terrified I realized a chunk of sky was headed right for me.
     "Oh cra..."

Just Another Day-By-Susan Thomas

     Suddenly I could hear the baby crying over the black and white video monitor. Even though I heard him crying I continued to lay in bed with my pink fuzzy eye mask on. I knew that last night was my husband's turn, so that meant he would go take care of our son. It worked well like this on a Friday because soon I would have to get up and get ready for school. I heard him beginning to shift in bed as he prepared to get out of bed. I didn't dare move in case he asked me to get up this one time. I would gladly do so, but I really wanted some more sleep. I then heard him sit up and then mumble in a groggy tone, "I guess I'm up."
     I listened to him exit the room and then I desperately tried to fall back into a deep slumber. As I tried to sleep I could hear my husband walk into our son's room. I could hear him talking to the baby, but I was trying so hard to sleep I wasn't really listening. At this point it was just back round noise to help me sleep. I heard him exit the room. I knew he must have our son and being heading to the living room to watch Little Bill with him. It was a morning ritual for the two of them.
     I must have laid there for at least forty minutes trying to sleep again, but I was beginning to realize it just wasn't going to happen. I shifted onto my back and began to work up the gumption to get up. I heard my husband come back into the bedroom. I peeked out from the bottom of my pink sleep mask without touching it. My husband was standing there in his sleep shirt and briefs staring at me with an exhausted look on his face. I removed my mask and tossed it on the side table beside me. I didn't bother to really look because the mess on my side table disturbed me. I really needed to clean it, but compared to other things I needed to do it just didn't rank that high on my list. 
     "Do you want to spend some time with your son before you get ready for school," my husband asked in a hopeful voice.
     I thought about teasing him briefly, but decided it was to early for that. "Sure."
     "Thank God. I can get more sleep. He was up a lot last night."
     I suddenly felt bad. I began to regret not getting up to get our son when I heard him earlier. I should have let my husband sleep a little. If I had known I wouldn't have stayed in bed.  I began to get up as my husband climbed back into bed.
     "When are you getting ready for school?"
     "Not till 8:45."
     "I get another thirty minutes sleep."
      I just nodded as I left the room. Upon exiting the room I quickly realized that Benjamin was back in his crib and close to freaking out. I hastened my pace a little as I headed to my son's room. I saw him lying on his back diagnoly facing the window. He saw me peek over the side of his crib and a big smile crept across his face. His smile always made my day. My heart warmed at the site of it. He reached his arms up as if to tell me that he wanted to be picked up. I smiled at him and picked him up. One of his small arms landed on my shoulder. He held himself up as he looked around his small room. His focus was on the white double doors of his room. I had a suspicion he could hear the tv in the living room.
      Once in the living room I sat on the brown lazy boy recliner. I could see his pink bottle sitting on the tall lamp next to me. The lamp was boxed in shape and had three shelves. The top shelf had his bottle, a minuature bottle of wine that would probably never be opened, empty coke cans, and the one wine glass from our wedding that didn't break. The second shelf had the wooden box my husband made for me with his love letter safely tucked inside, a empty pringles can, our wedding rubber ducks, and the baby thermoter. The last shelf had his baby proofing supplies that would soon be used as our son was close to crawling now.  Ben reclined in my arms and the two of us watched the rest of Little Bill together.
     At some point he fell asleep in my arms. I let him cuddle in my arms until my morning alarm on my phone went off. I had just recently replaced my old phone with a new Samsung Galaxy S3. When it went off I put the recliner back in the uncomfortable position as I liked to think of it and slowly got up trying hard not to wake the baby. I then placed him in his crib and covered him with his knitted blanket. We only put knitted blankets in his crib because he could breathe through the blanket.  I then walked back to the bedroom.
     My husband slowly opened his eyes. I told him that Ben was napping and he could continue to sleep. I then turned the monitor back on and my husband rolled over and went to sleep. I walked to the bathroom and sat on the toilet like I did every morning. When I was done I got up and stood there for minute and debated about showering. I decided not to as I had showered the night before. I then turned to the sink and brushed my teeth. I then went back to the bedroom and grabbed some black yoga pants and put them on. I picked out a navy blue t shirt and black sweater and put them on as well after I applied my dove powder scented deodrant.  I then sprayed some cheap vanilla scented body spray on and then went to my side of the bed and took my pills.
     I was now ready for just another routine day in my life.

My Goal

I've decided that I'm going to try and do one writing prompt everyday for a year. Starting today Feb 21 2014.  What inspires this? Mostly I just started at BGSU and have decided to minor in creative writing. I think this will help me develop my writing skills. So I ask those who read this blog for a favor. Please leave  comments on what can be improved in any story I write. You can't be to harsh or hurt my feelings. Trust me when I tell you that anything you have to say is nothing compared to how harsh I am on myself.
Secondly if you have any ideas on something you would like me to try and write about please feel free to leave that in the comments as well. I'll be needing as many ideas as possible.
Lastly for those who visit this blog to keep on my ancestor Elsie Heberling's novel. I will still try and post chapters when I can. Just keep an eye out. I will finish posting her novel and try and get her other stuff up as well. It just might take some time.  Thank you for your support.

Judgemental Twit-By Susan Thomas

Lookin'  down on me
from your high horse
Thinkin' your better
I can see your disapproving glares
It is clear you have made your judgement
My blood boils as you glare
You judge me
but no nothing about me
You have seated yourself
comfortably on God's throne
to pass your judgement on those around you
How dare you pass judgement
You know not my sins
You know not my life
You know not what it is to be responsible
for a child's life
You know not what it is to
support a spouse
You know not what it is to
put yourself second
in favor of all those that I love
So as I sit and contemplate
what to do
I have decided to do away with you
I care not for friends
who judge
who damage my self image
who make me feel bad for who I am
who think they are better
and that their faith is better
I care not for your company
so please do me a favor
and stay away from me forever

The Bible isn't-by Susan Thomas

The Bible isn't an excuse
for your oppinons and bigotry
The Bible isn't a permission slip to judge
groups of people you don't agree with
The Bible isn't for picking and choosing
what you like and don't like
The Bible isn't there to support your hate
of a group simply because they make you uncomfortable
The Bible isn't a reason to act superior
just because you accept it's message does not make you a better person
Believing in the bible doesn't mean
you can do whatever you want
The Bible is for forgiveness
you don't get to choose who deserves forgiveness and who doesn't
This gift is for everyone
The Bible is for Love
like it or not God love's everyone
others are just more resistant. That doesn't meant god doesn't love them.
The Bible is for acceptance
Yes people make stupid choices and sin
but it is quite clear that God accepts everyone if they accept him in return
The Bible is a pathway
A hard pathway to follow.
Some claim to believe but do they follow the path the bible has laid out?
The Bible is a message
It's message is for everyone
It's a message that can be taken several different ways
but it is for everyone not just for those who think they are better!
The Bible is Grace
Grace that we don't deserve or understand
but somehow the bible tells us of an amazing grace for all
The Bible is for everyone
The Bible is for the outwardly good people
but it's also for all the sinners.
Especially the sinners.
Judging the sinners and saying they are unworthy is  not Biblical
In short the bible is many things.
Unfortunately what it is commonly used for isn't it's purpose.
If you use the bible in a way that benefits you
and hurts others.
Chances are you've missed it's message.
Try taking a harder look