Writer's Workshop! #2 "I wish someone told me . . . "

The Prompts:

1.) Recall a time when you did something to get noticed. Write about it.

2.) Begin with “I wish someone told me…”

3.) If you could rearrange three things about your life what would they be?

4.) What do you love to create?

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I wish someone told me

~ Time is never free, it waits for no one, and it flies - even when you're not having fun.

~ Money never goes as far as you think it will.

~ Working for a living is really mostly about working, you have to live "on your own time."

~ There are always more dishes, clothes, beds, cars, dogs, windows, floors, and clutter to be scrubbed, laundered, made, cleaned, bathed, washed, vacuumed, and de-cluttered.

The truth is, someone probably told me all of these things at some point, somewhere along the way; however, there are many truths that only experience can truly teach.

Other things I've learned that no one ever told me:

* Life never happens the way you expected - but the surprises are often the best parts.

* There's nothing like waking up next to your best friend knowing you love him more today than you did yesterday, and less than you will tomorrow.

* It is truly the little things - a kind word from a stranger, a single flower, an unexpected phone call, a tender kiss, a surprise note or e-mail, sharing a secret smile, a chocolate milkshake, hearing your favorite song on the radio, singing along like your life depended on it, a hot bat, a good book - that add sparkle and spice and wonder to life.

Writer's Workshop! #1 Princess Jasmine

Ms. Mama Kat's Writer Workshop assignment for today:

4.) Write about a memory related to a holiday.

I spent hours that year watching my favorite movie of all time (all time was only nine years, but they were good years, and I had seen a lot of movies). I sang along with every song and I memorized every word of dialogue. All of my make-believe time was spent in Agrabah and every stuffed cat was named Raja.

When the time came to decide upon our Halloween costumes, it was a no-brainer! My mom and dad and sisters and I bundled into our mini-van and drove to the fabric store. We found the perfect flowing fabric for the sleeves and pant legs, and some wonderful stretchy jersey material for the bodice, cuffs and waistband. I helped cut the pattern pieces, and watched with rapt attnetion while Mom pinned and sewed them together, until I had to go to bed. Then came a stop at the toy store for the perfect Arabian accessories. A lovely scepter and jeweled headband completed the most beautiful costume I had ever imagined.

Halloween dawned bright and cold - freezing cold! If I remember correctly, it had even snowed that week. I put on long underwear beneath, but staunchly refused to cover my royal raiment with a coat - heaven forbid! I don't remember how the candy count compared with previous years, or if I couldn't feel my knees. I didn't care . . . I was a princess!