Photo Challenges


Today is Day 25 of the 30 Days of Photographs IV, (aka Bob) hosted by Ziva and MikeWJ and the prompt is Poison.

When Ziva and Michael announced this challenge, I admit my first thought was to poison both of them. Then I thought of Ziva and her whip and then I just stopped thinking. And I agreed to participate. What I didn’t realize, however, is that there is a secret clause or some really teeny tiny fine print somewhere that says if you agree to participate and you miss a couple of days, some unnamed person (Michael Whiteman-Jones) will start openly speculating about the possibility that you’ve died and the rumours will fly.

Let me reassure you all, I am not dead. As I explained to Michael and Ziva, I’ve been exceptionally swamped at work. Also, I’m leaving for a trade show in Las Vegas at the beginning of October and the prep work is grueling. It’s so difficult selecting multipurpose attire that works for business meetings, hanging out in strip clubs, lounging poolside and passing out drunk in wedding chapels.

On the home front, my parents spent the summer in Greece and only returned this week, so I’ve basically been managing two households all summer long. Which really means that I didn’t do squat at their house all summer and then realized two weeks ago that they were coming back and then scrambled to get their house in order – you know, buying new plants identical to the ones that died during the Great Drought of ’13, using a sickle to mow the 4-ft tall grass and throwing out all the things left in the fridge that I was supposed to have taken home with me 4 months ago.

Oh, and did I mention I’ve also been raising my three sons as well as my other – and definitely NOT better – half, Jepeto?  My youngest son, Max, has started first grade which means he now has homework that is supposed to take 20 minutes to do – tops! – according to his teacher and yet somehow still manages to take 45 minutes to an hour. Maybe because Max has inherited his father’s attention span. And his mother’s ability to digress.  Sigh.

And of course, I’ve been participating in the photo challenge. In my spare time.

Please don’t get me wrong. I’m not whining  – no matter what Michael says! – I’m just stating the facts. Ok, and maybe whining a little bit too. Whatever. But I appreciate you all listening. And I’d like to return the favour. So please, pull up a chair. Help yourself to some cheese or just pick your poison, tell me about your troubles and let’s drown our sorrows together.


To see who else isn’t dead but is likely drunk, go visit Ziva’s blog

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  • “It’s so difficult selecting multipurpose attire that works for business meetings, hanging out in strip clubs, lounging poolside and passing out drunk in wedding chapels.”

    —- HA!!! I wouldn’t know how to pack for that either!

    And bartender, I would like a Grey Goose martini, straight up, with three olives – and some white cheddar cheese on non-crumbly crackers on the side!

  • I’ve really tried reading this post. Several times, in fact. But each time I get to the part where you think about me and my whip and then you stop thinking..and I stop reading and…. well, I do other stuff. Come over and have a Nikiva or six with me?

  • Nicky? Suck it up, girl. Ha, ha. That works two ways. Get it? Clever, eh? Oh, sorry. I’m way ahead of you on the drinking. I started on Day 7 and haven’t stopped. Has everyone’s photos been out of focus or is that just me?

  • No wonder you haven’t been here every day. I’m exhausted just reading this, especially remembering the lies the teachers tell about 1st grade homework. Good luck with packing. Worst thing on your list.

  • Phew! I’m exhausted! Everybody appears to be drunk today, on all this poison. Me? I’m sipping a cup of tea 🙂

  • Tami Von Zalez

    Ok, let’s solve that attire issue right off the get go – LBD (little black dress) well, maybe not for lounging poolside but everywhere else.

    Yeah, that homework thing – so glad my kids are grown. No one warned me that I would be doing homework every night with the kiddos. That sucked – big time.

    I kinda wondered where the Babybels went …

  • The one on the left please!!!

  • ReformingGeek

    I definitely want some cheese to go with your whine……er…my wine.

  • Jackal

    I wanna be there.

  • mikewjattoomanymornings

    To summarize this epic post for those readers who may mistake this post for Tolstoy’s 1,296-page, 400,000-word novel War & Peace:

    “I’m not dead, I’m hot for Ziva, whine, whine, whine, look at my pretty picture!”

  • I would have been over sooner to comment on this explanatory post, but I was too wasted from all the poison everyone was foisting on me today, what with this prompt and all. Have fun in Vegas!

  • Jay of The Depp Effect

    Can I have a hot cocoa, please? I’m sure it will qualify as a poison if I put sugar in it.

    A trade show in Vegas? Sounds good .. but I want to know how that leads to passing out drunk in wedding chapels!

  • Yeah, well I just work 8 hours and then come home and blog or write until I get bored, then I light up a cigar and watch a baseball or football game until Carol has dinner on the table. Maybe after dinner I blog a little more if the game is boring. I get a good 8 hours sleep and do it all over again the next day.

    Don’t you wish you were me.

  • I have everything you ordered except the crackers ’cause they haven’t been invented yet! Ready and waiting for you, sweet thing 🙂

  • Yes. Please.

  • Wise man, mon ami. Very wise.

  • Hah! You should see the stuff that wasn’t on my list!

  • I like tea. Especially when you add a little brandy to it. 🙂

  • Yipppppppppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!


  • Ah, the LBD is a given, Tami. But, no, it doesn’t work poolside. And I guess a bikini wouldn’t work in the business meeting. Although… 😉

    yeah, this is my fourth time doing primary school. Sigh. Unfortunately, it doesn’t make me any smarter.

  • Coming right up! 🙂

  • Heehee… I want some wine with my whine.

  • My door’s always open to you Janine!

  • So you mean it’s nearly as long as something written by Michael Whiteman-Jones, perhaps?

    And yes, that about sums it up. I’m glad you think the picture is pretty. 🙂

  • I would have posted it sooner but I was too wasted from all the poison I foisted on myself! Thanks Boom Boom!

  • One hot cocoa, coming up. Perhaps a dash of Bailey’s Irish Cream in that instead of sugar?

    And you really don’t want to know!

  • No, not really. I like my life very much. It’s just a little hectic at times.

  • No lemon so I am guessing there wasn’t any Tequila in that glass.

  • Wow, I am impressed at that amount of activity. I am now shamed at how lazy I am…doing all of that might in fact kill me.

  • Bahahahahaha! I hear you. It just makes parents more tired.


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