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One Word Sunday – Keys

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One Word Sunday – Keys

For Debbie’s challenge:

Keys

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The prompt word is ‘keys’, so I found random things for fun. There is an old key,  some turkeys, a story about a donkey, and some monkeys.

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my old house key from my childhood home

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These were some big turkeys, and a few chickens that my cousin had on his farm.

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Here is the video of the granny reading the story. I almost guarantee it will get you laughing, it’s so funny.

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Coloring page shows 5 little monkeys. Two are upside down at the top. Three have red flowers, and two are holding bananas.

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© 2024 BS

SOCS, JJJ, & Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge – Close Up/Key

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SOCS, JJJ, & Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge – Close Up/Key

For Gerry and Sue’s …

Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge – Key

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my old house key from my childhood home

LOCKED OUT

Have you ever been locked out? It’s been awhile since I’ve been locked out of some place. It is not fun to try to open a door, and …uh-oh…it’s locked, and you don’t have the key!

Maybe you left it inside the house or the car, when you shut the door. It happens…being in a hurry, or just forgetful, or any number of reasons.

First, you keep jiggling the door handle, hoping you can somehow manage to loosen it, and it will magically come open. This is not going to happen, and really, you know it, but you keep trying.

You look around for help from someone, neighbor, stranger, anybody…and no one comes. You seem to feel there are eyes peeking at you from behind curtains, and that everyone in the universe is watching and laughing at your dilemma.

I’ve been locked out of my cars and house many times. The last resort, of course is to call the professional locksmiths to come open the door…and yes, they charge a fee for this service. By now, however, you don’t care how much it costs…just get it open – please!

Once me and my daughter (who was expecting a baby) had gone to yard sales. It was a very hot day. We bought a few things, then back at the truck, we found that the keys had been left inside…and the doors were locked. We could’t reach any family members to come rescue us. The people who were having the sale, noticed we were having a problem, so they came and tried the door, too. Finally, we did call for the mobile locksmith to come. While we waited, the nice yard sale people brought us lawn chairs to sit on, and cold soft drinks.

We hated spending our yard sale cash on opening the door, but it was all that was left to do. I can’t remember if we continued to shop, or just went home that day. Did we learn to check for the keys, before shutting a door? Yes, for awhile…then later on, uh-oh…locked out again.

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Lots of things to say about keys, isn’t there.

I’ve had posts about keys before – how I locked the keys in the car, or couldn’t find my keys to get into the house. Neither of these are a good thing. First you panic, then you try to figure out how to get in without a key. Sometimes you can figure it out, and other times you have to call a locksmith to come open the door for you. One time I just waited outside in the 115 degree summer day, waiting for my mister to come home with his key. I was melting!

I’ve written posts about all the cute key chains I have. The more odd they are, the better I like them. I have a coffin one, believe it or not.

Key – I used to take a bunch of old keys (couldn’t remember what they went to), or I found a bunch of old keys at a yard sale, and I would make wind chimes out of them by stringing them onto something so they’d tinkle in the wind.

There are probably lots of quotes about keys or the key to something – like life, or love, or whatever. I’m not looking them up, though.

Do they give out keys to the city to people any more, like you see on TV shows? Wonder what you’d have to do to earn one of those, and what privileges that would give you.

Seems like I should end this with some great thought about keys, but I can’t think of anything else … so …

I’ll wish y’all a wonderful weekend!

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I’m going to add these other  challenges to this one. Why? Because I was thinking of the prompt, which is ‘close up’, like something you do. You close a door or window to your house, or you close up the door or window to your car.

You hear it click closed up, then… then you realize you’ve locked your keys inside. You are locked out.

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OCS & JJJ # 13 – Close Up

The Friday Reminder for #SoCS & #JusJoJan 2024 Daily Prompt – Jan. 13th

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Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 13th and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “close up/close-up.” Use the verbal phrase “close up” and/or the noun/adjective “close-up” somewhere in your post, or write a post in the spirit of the phrase. Have fun!

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Key

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Key 

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 7/19

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “key.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

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Today for SOCS we have the prompt word ‘key’. Thanks, Linda!

To join in this weekly fun challenge, and to see other entries, just click the above link. It’s fun! 🙂

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Key

The key

The key is gold

The key is silver, too

The key is old

The key is new

The key can be for me, or

The key can be for you

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Lots of things to say about keys, isn’t there.

I’ve had posts about keys before – how I locked the keys in the car, or couldn’t find my keys to get into the house. Neither of these are a good thing. First you panic, then you try to figure out how to get in without a key. Sometimes you can figure it out, and other times you have to call a locksmith to come open the door for you. One time I just waited outside in the 115 degree summer day, waiting for my mister to come home with his key. I was melting!

I’ve written posts about all the cute key chains I have. The more odd they are, the better I like them. I have a coffin one, believe it or not.

Key – I used to take a bunch of old keys (couldn’t remember what they went to), or I found a bunch of old keys at a yard sale, and I would make wind chimes out of them by stringing them onto something so they’d tinkle in the wind.

There are probably lots of quotes about keys or the key to something – like life, or love, or whatever. I’m not looking them up, though.

Do they give out keys to the city to people any more, like you see on TV shows? Wonder what you’d have to do to earn one of those, and what privileges that would give you.

Seems like I should end this with some great thought about keys, but I can’t think of anything else … so …

I’ll wish y’all a wonderful weekend!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

March Squares – Spikes # 21

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March Squares – Spikes # 21

Spiky Squares

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For today’s post I have some keys. Every key we have has unique serrated edges.

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Here’s a cute little song I found about a girl that finds all kinds of things in her purse, except her keys! It’s funny. 🙂

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“She Can’t Find Her Keys”, by Paul Peterson, was first performed by the actor on the “Donna Reed Show”, in 1962. It was written by Roy Alfred and Wally Gold.

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© 2019 BS

 

Just Jot It January – Self – Day 8

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Just Jot It January – Self – Day 8

#JusJoJan 2019 Daily Prompt – Jan. 8th

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Your prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 8th is brought to you by Ritu! Click here to find her last post and say hi while you’re there! Ritu’s word for our prompt today is “self.” Use it anywhere in your post or make it the theme of your post. Have fun!

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Here’s an excerpt from one of my long ago posts that surmises that we all have a self-storage unit within our brains…

Self storage is where we store our past selves. Ok…cool…seems legitimate. We’re born, our brains begin to soak up tons of information, and it’s all up there in our head somewhere, right? If I really try, I can imagine the brain as a living storage building business. For each area of learning…say, language, feelings, talents learned, studies in school lessons, compassion, and empathy, love, things we hear, see, taste…all our learning is kept in these separate rooms. We respond to outside life events by opening the door to the appropriate unit in our brain, according to how much experience we’ve had.

Anyway, all our past is stored in our self storage brain, to be used in fractions of seconds. It’s amazing how that works.

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We all have the key to unlock our own self-storage rooms. Sometimes we refer to ‘triggers’, that unlock a memory, instead of a key. Lots of things can trigger a memory, either from long ago, or more recent. When you hear a certain song, or re-visit a certain place, those can set off a chain reaction of memories, good or bad. It’s amazing how this happens, and happens in a split second. You are right back to where the first incident happened. You have automatically and without thoughts of doing it, opened a storage unit room to your past self.

That’s all my thoughts for the prompt word ‘self’, today.

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© 2019 BS