Stuffies……

These are my stuffies. They have been gifted to me by Tember. Gus is the green alien. Apparently he squeaks I love you when squeezed the right way. I use him to throw at the cats when they are being annoying and scratching closet door because……..it is the middle of the night and why would mom want to sleep?

The moose is name Sam. I purchased him for Tember and he was regifted to me. All good. He is great cuddler.

As for big bear I have yet to rename him but he is mine now. Tember used him to try and scare me. It worked. And I got another snuggle buddy.

Last week was my full week with Tember. As always our week was filled with a lot of silliness and laughter. I came home from work on Friday……he has been cleaning the closet and decided that he was going to try to scare me……so he moved big bear into my room and put a book in his lap. I come home all innocent like and walk into my bedroom to scream because well big bear on the bed reading a book……he was not there when I left for work.

Tember thought this was hilarious.

However revenge would be mine.

Mondays I am now working 2-10:30 so regardless of my week or his dad’s Tember goes to his dad’s place.

I get home just after 10 on Monday and Tember is laying in wait for me.

‘Mom……my plan to scare you backfired on me.’

‘Why?’

‘Well when I came down the stairs to go into my room and I saw big bear I screamed and jumped.’

I laughed. Long and hard. Ha ha revenge is mine.

What I am not going to tell him….Big Bear (the name is growing on me) scares the hell out of me every day.

One might move him out of the way but nah……at least I know he will kick start my heart even as a heart attack happens.

May 6/20

Picture is my own (stating the obvious is a fault)

 

 

 

 

Word of the Day Challenge #91-Untitled Poem

Badgered
promised
worn down
told
you were enough
you were the one
I had been waiting for
the one
who would hurt me no more.
Prophesied
spells cast
love runes scratched
fate waited
whispers across the seas
I knew
I could feel
you coming for me.
Bow before
on my knees
supplication
eyes adore.
I see you
really see you
beneath
bluster
contained rage
desire
want
a place to lay
weary head
tired body.
Daddy’s babygirl
my gift to you
spurned
repudiated
tears falling
pain crawling
trust gone…..
I have been left
alone
bereft
lowly creature
it is not I
who fucked up.
©March 9
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