Barnaby is up to his usual tricks…

January 11, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha14 Comments

Philomena just started her new job as the lab technician. A lab with lots of gadgets, even a full-bodied skeleton.

She gets down to work intending to leave good impressions on her new boss, but something feels off.

Looking at the skeleton, it seems to have moved a few more inches.

‘It must be the light’ she mutters.

A shuffling sound has her turning. She is sure that the skeleton winked at her.

‘No! I must be imagining things.‘

Then she felt the slight ruffle of the hair at the nape of her neck.

Yelping in alarm, she dashes out to the hallway, almost knocking her new boss over in her haste.

What’s the problem, Philomena?

She barely utters a word, flapping like a crazed woman.

‘Oh darn it!’ He exclaims.

‘Barnaby is up to his old tricks.’

‘Not to worry my dear. He is quite harmless and very friendly too.’

‘He wants to get acquainted.’

‘He was the resident scientist who blew himself up in an experiment.’

‘He just can’t stop lingering in the lab.’

In response to the FFAW photo prompt above. Compliments to Pixabay for the photo and Priceless Joy for this challenge platform.

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This Instrument Of Torture….Mundane Monday

January 11, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha23 Comments

Photrablogger says,

This is a challenge created to find beauty in almost everything. The challenge is simple : find beauty in everyday mundane things, capture the beauty and upload the photographs

A harmless and mundane piece of equipment that we all seem to own.

Yet it’s known to make girls happy and sad too.

Makes them happy when the arrow points in the direction of the left and makes them upset, muttering *Oh No!* Oh dear!* What? I shouldn’t have eaten that last slice* when the balance of the scale tilts a bit to the far right.

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Did You Think…

January 11, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha18 Comments

Quick Animal Facts:

If you thought that humans are the only trendsetters, then you are so wrong.

‘A group of Chimps in Zambia wear blades of grass in their left ear as a fashion statement.’

‘Nine out of Ten Chimps look both ways when crossing the road.’

Hmm! Talk about civilized close relatives 😉

It’s always lovely to start the week and each day as much as we can with a smile and positive outlook. I find Leannenz Monday memes interesting.

Do have a fruitful and blessed week awesome people.

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At Long Last! A Husband Found…

January 10, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha36 Comments

It’s a beautiful Spring morning. Everything shines and conspires in accord with the warmth that flows around.

Staring into the mirror in the dressing room, Tess’s joy overflows. She barely slept more than two winks.

The anticipation of her new life has her lips wreathed in smiles and her brown eyes glow in the bright light.

So does her mothers; who is busy blowing her nose and dabbing away tears of joy yet again. Mother dear, is proud of herself and her baby. She always believed that she knew what is best for her girl and she is taking some part of the good wishes for playing a major role in the matchmaking from the onset.

It’s been a year and three months of intense courtship with Humphrey and today is their wedding day. It had taken several unsuccessful, blind online efforts and an accidental date to find her man.

Who knew that her Prince was the proverbial boy next door or as the case may be, the boy in the Church.

She recalls the near times that she almost blew him off. The time that she was sure she had caught him cheating on her, but it turned out that the glimpse of tenderness that she saw through the jewelry windows was actually not what it seemed.

Her plan to confront him and get to the bottom of the cheating matter went askew when she arrived his birthday party only to see her supposed rival in a close clinch with Humphrey’s mother. She knew the Vicar’s wife did not cotton up to any nonsense and wouldn’t be in support of Humphrey’s dilly-dallying ways.

It was an immense relief to sidle up in the pretext of greeting her boyfriend’s mother and she got introduced to the exquisite beautiful lady of the jewelry store, who turned out to be an out-of-state favourite niece. The necklace that Humphrey was clasping around her neck was a belated birthday gift.

Her surprise was complete when the birthday party turned out to be an engagement party of sorts.

The young man bit the bullet, went down on his knees in front of family and friends and proposed so sweetly that she was saying yes and crying all at the same time.

She admires the gorgeous gleaming single cut diamond stone on her finger for the millionth time, while her ladies -in-waiting fuss around her. It’s almost time to go to the chapel.

We are getting married.

The End.

The the entire series you can follow these links: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7.

The past couple of days has found me with several new readers and follows and I would like to introduce some of them to you.

Pavanneh: Because I can.

Jerry: 80 Insights.

Mark: Fonzandcancer.

The Bikini Book Worm.

True George.

Bookyglover.

Its all buki, relationship and lifestyle.

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He Would Be Mortified…

January 10, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha35 Comments

In my very young eye’s three of my grandparents were quite elites of their time, but I had a grandfather whose views of women was a bit too caveman and archaic, even I could recognize at quite a young age that he had a bad case of chauvinism.

Even though the short time spent around all of them was spent with their doting eyes and loving expression’s showered on their grandchildren, with some pampering and extra helpings of boiled groundnuts, roasted melon seed and the likes, I knew that the way grandpa treated my grandma was harsh, because his temper was quite short towards her.

If he were to return to pay a visit to my house for dinner, I bet his socks would fall off in shock when he hears me and my husband carrying on a conversation on just about every topic under the Sun.

His expectation would be that I should be sweating over the kitchen stove while the men discussed politics and drank straight scotch.

I am equally sure that he would be mortified at the modern audacity of women. The fact that we can blog and engage in conversations with other menfolk who are neither our Lords nor our Masters. As a matter of fact, he just might advise my husband to keep me in hand since he would consider that I have far too much lee-way.

Certainly, he would probably faint from shock when the conversation turns to politics and he hears that the a woman is daring to vy for the seat of The President of the United States of America.

On the other hand, I think that my grandma would be pleased with the recent advancement’s made to ease housework for women. She would be tickled with the dishwasher, washing machine and the vacuum cleaner. No more bending to sweep with the broom spuriously to ensure that the house is spic and span, no more hand washing heaps of clothes until the skin of your hands almost peel off.

She would be secretly pleased even if she keeps her opinions away from the ears of grumpy grandpa. She would probably want to sneak a mobile phone back with her as she leaves.

The Daily Post prompt Modern Families.

If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking?

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Making Sense of Life

January 10, 2016January 10, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha10 Comments

Originally posted in 80 insights. Personally I know that if I hadn’t started journaling long ago, I would have suffered from internal combustion.

80 INSIGHTS

“People write,” he said, “to make sense of their lives.”

Brenda, an outstanding writer and member of our local writers’ group quoted that line from a workshop she recently attended. Being the excellent writer she is, when Brenda makes a writing point of emphasis I take notice.

People write to make sense of their lives.

The line struck me as profound and I immediately began exploring my own writing experiences. Is that why I write, too? To make sense of my own life?

“No,” I thought to myself, “No, I write to share what I’ve learned with others.” Trained and experienced as an engineer and manager, I began writing shortly after retiring. That’s also about the time I began to seriously explore my place in the universe.

Oh!

Maybe I was subconsciously trying to make sense of my life in the big scheme of forever. Pondering further, I realized something…

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Take My Hand…

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I Like Your Way Of Thinking These Days…

January 9, 2016January 10, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha49 Comments

Don’t you think that it’s rather late in the day to start asking me what the worst possible situation to my day could be, seeing that your prompt arrives at my part of the World at past 5pm in the evening, when it has basically missed out on a whole lot of the day’s exciting ups, downs and mundane stuff.

So, since I am not in the mood to conjure up a crystal ball and start imagining all sorts of horrendous stuff, I will by-pass the worst case scenario and quickly meander to the best scenario which I have on the tip of my fingers.

The best scenario dear WordPress prompt my good friend, would be to get an alert on my email box, from one of those brilliant agents/publishers who is writing a letter to court my prolific fingers in literary wedlock, asking very humbly if they could be tied to my words for a lifetime and have me hammer out excellent sentences to their hearts delight and my bank accounts content.

I am not going to look a gift horse in the mouth since you’ve been asking and I have been dropping hints to let you know the things that I want. 1. That fabulous supersonic camera that I am coveting and 2. A mouth-watering book deal, do hurry up and deliver my wishes quickly.

Now, no more asking me about bad things anymore, because I refuse to dwell on those.

Let me bid you goodnight and go and have a lovely dream about these good things coming soon.

The Daily Post prompt Worst Case Scenario

Of all the awful possibilities, what’s the worst possible thing that could happen to you today? Now, what about the best?