Writing is like being able to put life into a snow globe. It takes the things that are too big and scary and reduces them into a form that I can put away when I want and look at from a distance. It also takes all that’s good in life and captures it into something I can take out when I want and look at close up and keep forever. It makes the bad things into something I can hold…and the good things into something I can hold onto. Both help so much that I need that little souvenir of life.

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Succinctly Yours Week 206: Sure to Go

It’s time again for Succinctly Yours, a delightful meme courtesy of Grandma’s Goulash in which we are invited to spin a little yarn of 140 words or 140 characters or fewer to accompany the photo. The bonus word this week was “pace.”
Mary’s little lamb may have been sent from school at a hasty pace, but Mary’s family filed a suit declaring it a service animal to treat her ADHD and rewrote those rules. 139

It may at last have gone out like a lamb, but the whole March was a reluctant pace for those who were sick of winter.  93

Me: Why do you have a purple back-scratcher sitting on your desk?
Sixth Grade girl (smiling sheepishly): My grandma gave it to me for no particular reason, so I made it my pet.
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16 comments:

  1. Yamini MacLeanMarch 1, 2015 at 10:42 AM

    Hari OM
    Oh well done; that lost one really hits home!!! YAM xx

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  2. TammyMarch 1, 2015 at 10:53 AM

    Thanks, Yam. You too? March definitely came in like a lion here. We are under about six inches of snow right now with freezing rain predicted. Bah.

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  3. Sioux RoslawskiMarch 1, 2015 at 11:27 AM

    And I'm sure Mary's family got a monetary settlement for all the pain and suffering Mary had to endure...

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  4. TammyMarch 1, 2015 at 11:36 AM

    I hear they settled out of court for silver bells and cockle shells. Bet you didn't know it was the same Mary, huh?

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  5. Linda O'ConnellMarch 1, 2015 at 4:25 PM

    You are one slick chick! So we had pet rocks, and this generation has pet back scratchers?

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    1. TammyMarch 1, 2015 at 6:03 PM

      Apparently this little girl did! She wasn't playing or scratching with it or anything - it just sat there like her mascot because she didn't know what else to do with it. Honestly, it reminded me of something my daughter and her friends would have done at that age. Sometimes they really make me smile.

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  6. ValMarch 1, 2015 at 8:34 PM

    That first one is so true! I would have known it was the same Mary. The contrariness and all.

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    1. TammyMarch 2, 2015 at 4:32 PM

      Yes, the contrariness! Unfortunately that's what Mary's teachers called her. The parents filed suit against the school district for labeling Mary, and that's where they made a killing.

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  7. kaykualaMarch 2, 2015 at 9:56 AM

    Should have stayed on in obedience school to be a better companion! Nice write Tammy!

    Hank

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    1. TammyMarch 2, 2015 at 4:44 PM

      Mary or the lamb?? ;) JK!! Thank you for stopping by, Hank!

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  8. UnknownMarch 2, 2015 at 11:10 AM

    Should have known Mary was ADHD, since she was so contrary :) And on the second one, March certainly isn't coming in like a lamb this year :( Both are wonderful, as usual!

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    1. TammyMarch 2, 2015 at 4:45 PM

      Our weekend snowfall inspired the last one in case you couldn't tell! Thanks for visiting, Teri!

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  9. Lisa Ricard ClaroMarch 3, 2015 at 6:37 AM

    These are terrific. I like the first one best---stuff really goes down like that, and you've touched upon it with a deft hand and humor.

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  10. Donna VolkenanntMarch 3, 2015 at 9:10 AM

    Both are great, but I especially love the comment from the sixth-grade student.

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    1. TammyMarch 10, 2015 at 6:21 PM

      Wasn't that cute? I told her back scratchers must be a grandma-thing, because I love mine.

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