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Why do you claim to be innocent?

Okay last night was inventory. That means hours of counting, crawling around on your hands and knees, and twisting to get into corners no one wants to be in. You hand count dozens of boxes of candy, cds and dvds by the score, and other things you normally don't care about either. The job figured they would be done with the counts at the latest by 2 am. Of course they didn't figure on the idiots they picked out to work with us. It also didn't help that this old man pulled something in his back. To say it was a late night would be an understatement. I finally walked into my door at a few minutes to four this morning. By the time I let my body unwind and could even begin to think about sleep it was near five am. I figured I was safe. I didn't have work till 2pm today so I had no plans to be out of bed before noon at the earliest. I forget I don't live alone and that my father takes the schedule that is written as something cast in stone. I should only be so lucky. So anyway, he has hired someone to cut the lawn. I parked my car on the edge of the lawn last night on the street. Guess who he woke up at 9:45 to go move the car. I haven't been able to get back to sleep since but my back sure is letting me know it hurts. I know last night I blew Weight Watchers for the week. There were bowls of candy everywhere. When the whole group broke for dinner I had brought mine but couldn't get right to the break room where I left my lunch. Not that it mattered right away. They bought food for those of us doing inventory. Four pizzas (gone before I got down there), Four eight foot heroes - 2 American (there were three slices left by the time I got there) and 2 Italian (there were ten slices left when I got there), bags of doritos and potato chips, macaroni salad, cole slaw, and potato salad. I took one slice of the American and one Italian, tossed out the bread and ate the meat. Had a small amount of Doritos and fork full of the cole slaw. Of course having your break an hour into the night made sure everyone was hungry and looking for something by the time 1 am rolled around. Anyway my back has let me know I am not made to crawl around on my knees or spend so much time twisting to get under things to scan them. The things I did in my twenties and thirties with no problem are beginning to cause me pain in my forties. The joys of aging. Well not going to get any more sleep so going to go work on my story for an hour and see if I can complete another chapter. Here is hoping you all have a good day.

Why do you always have such a dirty mind?

Sometimes it is the simple good we do that will leave the biggest imprint. I'm just grateful I am able to help remember and offer what I can to help.

You can't escape the date or what memories it brings up. I was teaching when the towers fell. The principal stopped by my room and called me for a moment out into the hallway for quick comment. Her comment, "There is something happening in New York City. They think we might have been attacked. Remain calm and don't let the student's know." The joys of working in a private school. Your mind is now subdivided between an attack in the city and your students in front of you. By the time the second tower fell I had my break and slipped down to the principal's office where a group of us crowded around her television watching the recaps of the towers falling, the plane in Pennsylvania crashing, and the last one to be heard by me was about the pentagon. America was no longer safe from the craziness that existed "over there." I had a friend who was hurt that day, another who lost her brother, and my cousin's wife had just graduated from the police academy and that was her first assignment. It marks and changes how you look and react to things when it comes to affect you. So for this ten year anniversary I sat and watched some of the dedication ceremony from New York City. I couldn't bring myself to watch it all. Now I am trying to grab a nap. Tonight, I get to work inventory in my store till sometime in the early hours of tomorrow morning. While this disaster is remembered ten years later the country is dealing with others now. Natural disasters are leaving people hurt, homeless, and wondering what the world will deliver to their doorstep tomorrow. My prayers go out to all of them. Whether they lost someone in 9/11, from fires in Texas, or floods left by Tropical Storm Lee know there are people who remember, pray, and still offer help.

Why are you always losing things?

Well sex sells. So I don't think you have to worry. lol

Granted that life has its ups and downs but lately everything seems to be such extremes. I don't know how many have been following the fires down in Texas. It has gotten bad and a few of the people here on GA said it got close, but for one it got more than close. Rustle lost his home. The fire swept through and wiped it out. Luckily he was given notice and managed to escape with his dogs, a few items, and his partner. However their home is now gone. When tragedy strikes you feel bad but when it happens to one of your own you just want to do something. I am looking for something to pin good thoughts on. While I can't do something for Rustle at the moment I could do something to bring a smile to another GA member's face. Mark got the package I had created for him. He thanked me and told me how much the small things inside meant to him. I am just grateful to be able to reach out, even half way across the world, and bring a momentary smile to someone's face. Life isn't fair. I know this. There is far too much pain and trouble. However, if we all take the time to do just something small to make someone else feel better, make their day a bit brighter, help in some small way, I think that is the miracle anyone can create. While I wish I could make the problems of my friends, family, and even those I just barely interact with perfect, I'll take the moments when i can simply bring a little smile to their faces. If you spot Rustle let him know he isn't alone and that people are worried about him and his family. Sometimes that small act of kindness can keep people going when things seem so dark. Wishing everyone good thoughts and brighter tomorrow. Wayne

Glad you enjoyed it, Ele. I always look to do something try to do something different.

Glad you liked my take on Good and Evil. I like doing something different each time.

Well in 7 more chapters Charlie's full story will be told, or at least all of it that I plan to explore. I do thank you all who have been constant readers and commenting. It is nice to know what the readers enjoy, find hard to understand, or want more of. Thank you so much for taking this road with Charlie Wagner and myself.

That was different. I liked the whole twist you put on this Cia. Hmm. Going to have to see what I can come up with this week for the prompts. lol. Maybe find something new to interest you.

Seems these things have a life of their own. I never know what is going to come pouring out in them so I don't even try to stop it any more. First up, I managed to post Devil's Wager. This was my fun little twist on the idea of Good/Evil and what happens when they run into each other. I play with the big guns here and as usual I put my own spin on it. I would say it was a quick read but it was 12 pages exactly. My stories lately might be short but I try to fit enough into them all. Secondly, I have completed my rewrite of the story of Sleeping Beauty. That will go up tomorrow because, well, I need to have it gone over by Frosty. I love working with her and she and I rarely run on the same schedule. It is what happens when you live nine and half hours apart according to the clock. My five pm is her two thirty am. So I pass things along and when we can we messenger each other to play catch up. Third up, I got a post card today from Bleu and Jian. It was from their trip to the Philippines. The card was beautiful and I proudly add it to my collection. Fourth in line, came the news that Frosty got her package today. She won't actually be able to pick it up till tomorrow but I know one of two packages has arrived at her home. Thank goodness. Now I just have to worry about one and the post card that was mailed to her. Fifth and the opposite. Mark announced he got the post card I mailed out the same time as his package. However his package isn't there yet. lol. Got to love the post office. As I sit here writing out this blog I can't help but be hungry. I finally made up the zucchini bread. I found my mother's recipe and the whole house smells of the spices used in the creation of this bread. I just hope it turns out as good as hers was. Anyway that is enough of me going on and on in this blog. I open tomorrow at work again so I suppose I should get some sleep. I am nearly done now with Chapter 24 of Charlie. Only six more and his story is fully told. I am looking forward to that so I can begin something new. Sweet dreams all

Every hundred years Lucifer and the Creator have a little bet about the fate of the world. This time the Creator has sent the Arch Angel Michael to select humanities representative for the bet. Just what does this change mean for humanity?

The hillside was just beginning to fall into shadow as they met one another. One was dressed richly in a dark black suit with a red tie. His thick red hair flowing down his back looked like flames which seemed at odds with the dark emerald green eyes. Even the half light one could not miss the beauty or grace in his movements. The other was just as stunning to behold. He dressed in a pale gray suit, the color of the storm clouds. His tie was the same deep blue as his eyes and hair fell like liqu

So been on a bit of a writing jag lately. I crafted this really wild story that Frosty is still editing for me.I guess if this doesn't get me excommunicated from the church nothing will. LOL Then today I finally tackled one of the prompts I put up for people. If I can get all my handwritten notes typed up I will put that story up tonight. I'll forewarn everyone I am playing games with Fairy Tales again. I like twisting them to fit my own needs. I pulled out the recipe for the zucchini bread and then went online looking for a good peach cobbler recipe. I couldn't find one I liked so might just blend the best two and come up with my own. Wouldn't be the first time I did that. There is a reason why I keep my character, Charlie, as a baker. In some respects he is me. Then again so is Scott. lol. I think all writers imbue their characters with traits from either themselves of the people around them. Anyway today was a decent day. The sun finally broke out and at least there aren't puddle every where. Hopefully things will continue to dry out. My prayers continue to go out to those who are dealing with the flooding and the fires. I wish there was more I could do but prayers will have to suffice. I also offer up a few hopes and prayers to friends who are ill and need them. You know who you are. I won't put you on the spot. Just know my prayers are there and if there was a way to make you all magically better tomorrow I would do it. Have a good evening all. Wayne

Then I am doing my job. Just like life you never know what is around the next corner. Glad you are are still reading and commenting Daddydavek. Hold on tight cause we just have seven chapters left.

I don't think Adam knows what he is for. James is moving part of the work to his own home in England. That was a surprise. I figured here he would be Lord of the Manor with a rather large playroom to train Adam in. Wonder if his Unc knows what James' tastes are? Oh well. Wait till the next chapter.

Peach cobbler and peach bread. Yum.

I promise I won't. Both my editor and beta are able to help me out so 24 before the end of the week.

Presently in the writing. Hopefully it will be up shortly Saintsfan. Thanks for the continued read.

Lately my blogs have been spotty. Sorry about that. I have been all over the place trying to get things done. Seems I have problems popping up. 1) If you have been reading the blogs you know I finally got stuff out in the mail to Frosty and Mark. Well, it seems I screwed up with Frosty's stuff and missed a zero in her zipcode. However, the rest of it is correct and even with the one error it does state it is to go to India. Somehow the package is now in Louisiana on its way to Florida following some sort of forwarding address. How Louisiana and India are alike is beyond me. I figured if anything went wrong it would be sent back to the original sender. Time will tell. 2) We have been getting the downpours from Tropical Storm Lee. While parts of the United States are begging for rain and cooler temperatures, the North East is getting flooded, badly. Poor New Jersey and Connecticut are back to flood watches and the worst of it isn't suppose to happen till Friday. 3) Keeping up with friends is getting scary. I have been worried and saying prayers for those in Texas. It seems the fires are just continuing to spread and I worry for people like Rustle who isn't sure what is going on with his home. I'm grateful he is safe and continue to keep him in my prayers. There are others who are facing health problems that I know from here as well who are also in my prayers. Life isn't always fair but occasionally you find friends who make it worth the hard trip. 4) Well, this doesn't seem so important but having time today I took my father and even thought it was raining, went to the Davis Peach Farm. Picked up peaches - both white and yellow, some apples, and some zucchini. Guess who is going to be baking like crazy later. lol. 5) Been a bit behind on my story but was working like a fiend. Chapter 23 is now up on Accident's Happen. I'm hoping my readers don't want to kill me after they read it. Also working on a new tale that I hope to have done before the night is over and then back to Chapter 24. 6) I am less than a week away from my father going on vacation. Can I tell you how much I am looking forward to having time to myself? A chance to play catch up on my life without someone having a running commentary on it. Heaven. So I end this with prayers for those having problems. I wish everyone the best and please stay safe.

Looks around innocently. Me? Evil? O:) I never ever promised that things would run smooth. I just promise to try to tie up as many loose ends as possible before the story ends. Glad you are still with me Ele.

Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies. However there are only seven chapters left so you should have your answers pretty quickly Frosty.

Me? Cliffie? I am not asking. But this Charlie and we all know his life never runs smooth. However, he did bury the hatchet with Rick, so that has to count for something doesn't it.