This post is a reply to L. L. Barkat’s invitation to On, In, and Around Mondays. She calls us to “write from where you are, telling what is on, in, around (over, under, near, by, . . .) you.” Check out other posts for this week’s On, In, and Around Mondays.
The prepositions had me at hello. I simply had to participate.
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on :: a commanding t-shirt
I am wearing a t-shirt with a simple command. Smile, it says. When I catch a glimpse of it in the mirror, my mind rearranges the letters to say slime. This happens every time, even though I know what it says, but I can’t help thinking it. And that does make me smile.
in :: a mood
Today, I long for a large map with a red dot telling me where I am. I want the way I should go to light up in a bright green line just like I’ve seen in those banking commercials.
around :: books
There are four books near me:
1. my Bible
2. Crazy Like Us: The Globalization of the American Psyche by Ethan Watters
3. Invitation to the Jesus Life: Experiments in Christlikeness by Jan Johnson
4. The Wrong Word Dictionary by Dave Dowling
over :: a burned out bulb
One of our fireplace spotlights has been burned out for a few weeks now. We have replacements. There is no explanation as to why we can’t get it switched. Maybe I’ll do that right after I finish this post . . .
under :: a laptop | a chair-and-a-half
I am under my laptop; a huge overstuffed chair is under me. I am like the cream filling of a cookie sandwich. (Like an Oreo Double Stuf.)
a smiley Jedi
a smiley Mr. Happy Feet
near :: favorite photos
Years ago when I hosted a family dinner, I purchased special ice cream treats for my nephews. They were extremely excited about them, and we adults decided it would be best as an outside experience. We told the boys to sit on the front steps, which they did. But the manner in which they sat was so sweet: They cozied up to one another and happily ate their ice cream. I snapped some photos that have become some of my favorites. The framed duo is near my overstuffed chair.
by :: a window
By my chair is a double window looking out to our backyard. A large sand cherry tree, with its burnt red leaves, has branches just inches from the window. Some leaves are lacy-like from the Japanese beetle onslaught.
