I received one comment to yesterdays Tuesday Question, but after reading Sandee of Comedy Plus' answer it was enough. Thank you, Sandee for sharing your hilarious answer and daily laughs on Comedy Plus. 

Please feel free to let us know about your most outrageous experience with a friend by commenting to yesterdays Tuesday's Question. Thank you. :)    

I do not want to paraphrase Sandee's answer it, so here it is along with a few images:  


Sandee of Comedy Plus:

"Okay, the most outrageous thing I did with a friend was climb all over the Giant Dipper Roller Coaster on the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. Click HERE to see the coaster. Now it was after the park closed and a friend of mine and I decided we wanted to climb up the coaster. We did and it was fun. Then we came down to leave and a security guard almost caught us. Scared us to pieces. Not the climbing on the coaster, but the security guard. We got away clean. 

Just so you know we never did that again."  

Giant Dipper Roller Coaster

Can you imagine Sandee and her friend "climbing all over" this monster?

    I hope you enjoyed Sandee's answer and will stop by and visit Comedy Plus - If you haven't already.-
Comedy Plus is a fun blog, especially if you're in need of a daily dose of laughter. In fact, today is Wordless Wednesday which is a meme where you post a photo that speaks for itself.  

I'm going to link to it, maybe I added a few words but I cannot resist...Do you think this will photograph qualify?  

Again, please let us know about you and your friends adventures, we;d love to know...Here is the link,

This weeks Tuesday's Question.   

Thank you for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun. :)
                                           

It looks like it's gonna be one of those weeks...I had my computer worked on last week and it was doing well until this morning when "he" started having a few issues. I brought it or him, (My computer's name is Sam, he's male.) to the computer doctor where he will have to stay a day or two. I hope he doesn't whine too much.



I'm using a friends mobile phone and I haven't the slightest idea what I'm doing, but I wanted to let my best buddies know that I didn't forget about Tuesday's Question; I'm just changing the day from today to Thursday.

I would have posted a question today, but this weeks Tuesday's Question is a great one and I want to write it on a a keyboard I can see!




In closing, again, I will ask 'Tuesday's Question' this Thursday. Thank you for your patience and thank you for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun.

Have a super great day!

Yep, it's Awww Mondays again! I love this weekly post from Comedy Plus, "cause all you have to do is post a picture that makes you say, Awww, visit Comedy Plus and grab the code here, paste it within your post, leave a comment and link to your blog post here or on Comedy Plus.

Sound easy enough or did I make it sound confusing? In any event, you have a few links to Sandee's post on Comedy Plus you can follow.

Here's my contribution:





Thank you for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun.  Have a happy Day!

Happy Saturday! One of my favorite movie moments, which for me, includes skillful dialogue, for example, in this film the line,

"I can't swim!"  

Scene from Butch Cassidy And The Sundance Kid 

What is your favorite line of dialogue in a book or film?

Thanks for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun.

Have a fun Saturday Evening!

                                                         
The color of the water in the gulf changed from dark blue to black at nightfall, so my vision was hazy, but I held my son tight as our raft bounced on the waves.

My stomach felt weak, and I braced myself for what may be a trip to the edge of the world. I gently stroked my son’s wavy blond hair and rocked him against my chest. His hair smelled like the day we had before nightfall...full of sunscreen, salt, and sweat. The droplets of water on his hair gave off the only light, except for the silver fish splashing in the waves and the tiny white stars twinkling above.

We are a part of the stars and the vast sea, suspended on our raft in rough deep water, miles above the ocean floor, and so far from land that we couldn’t see a line in the horizon, or where the sky ended and the body of water began. Disoriented, I prayed I could hold my head up while our son slept on my chest sucking his thumb knowing I would bring him home safely. Nevertheless, all I knew was that I was waiting for you.


I could see your bright eyes and brown hair sprinkled with water and sand from earlier in the day. I could see you paddling in the dark directionless water toward us and our future lives together. But then, the boat began to spin fast, then faster, as if we were on a ride at a theme park; but, the boat was disappearing from the shore.

My heart raced as we spun backward and further away from what appeared to be nowhere...the night got darker, and I could not open my eyes. I tried to force them open as my heart pounded in my chest. My eyes felt glued together. I frantically splashed water on my face and my eyes opened.- It was a dream.- 

The first time I had this dream my son was a baby and his father and I kept separating for short and long periods of time. I dreamed it after a day at the beach with my son and his father, which happened to be a fun day. -But evidently, my subconscious saw things differently.-

I think it was due to the fact that I refused to admit how frightened I was of someone I dearly loved- I was young and tormented by my situation. Nevertheless, I was obviously more afraid of changing my circumstances than I was of him or anything else. In addition, single parenthood frightened me.

My mother told me once that "there is nothing as constant as change," and it’s true. Yet, so many of us will do anything to avoid changing what feels comfortable and predictable in our lives, when in truth, without change, you miss the things that make life worthwhile or in some cases bearable.

In any event, I decided this dream was a subconscious awakening for me, and there are few things more precious than awareness. I'm glad I paddled the boat ashore.


I've had different variations of this dream throughout my son's childhood and I've often wondered what it meant. And what's bizarre, is my son is now a grown man and I dreamed it again last night. I've dreamed and wrote down different versions of the dream in my journal over the years. I decided to post it today because I realized that many parents, single or married would be able to relate.

All parents cherish their children's safety and future and when our children are born they do not come with an owners manual, in fact, that do not belong to us at all.

In closing, I'm going to leave you with a phrase I wrote long ago,

Motherhood/Parenthood is an art impossible to explain, one which requires a vast sea of love, devotion, compassion, and understanding unmatched by any affection we will know again.  

And boy is that the truth.


Thanks for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun.

And as we say in South Louisiana, "Let The Good Times Roll."
Have a great day!

Hello, welcome to Tuesday's Question. I've been searching for a question all day that I haven't already asked since I began posting Tuesday's Question in 2007.

Over the years, and stretches between posts, I've tried to ask original questions, (If there is such a thing.) in an effort keep the questions fresh, as well as authentic.

Hence today, in keeping with that tradition, instead of answering my own question, I'm going to answer your questions and vice-versa. Make sense?

I hope so...'cause here goes...

Alright, let's see how well I do at clarifying this...here's the first question: "What Would You Like Me To Know About You,?"and, "What Would You Like To Know About Me?"


These questions were hard to phrase, for one thing they include personal pronouns which are tricky and hard to clarify, especially, when there are two questions for each of "us" to ask one another.  

Basically, all of us can ask whatever question we wish, of course that's not to assume that your inquiry will be answered, but I will certainly give you my best answer.

And now, when I think about it, I suppose I should answer the first question:

"What Would You Like Me To Know About You?" 

I would like you to know that I love people, to write, and to laugh, but many of you already know this about me. I'm sure you may have more questions, because whereas I'm open, I'm also intensely private. But, do not let this detour you; ask away, o.k.?  

I hope these questions will be fun to answer and will help create and enrich friendship. 'Cause, what would we do without friendship, and if it isn't fun, why do it?

Thanks for visiting, and I hope you will return often. :))))

Brag tag.

Feel free to copy, paste, and link a "Tuesday's Question" Brag Tag your favorite Tuesday's Question on your blog/website.

(Note:) Your answers may appear within a post with a link to your blog or website. This is to help promote the blogs/websites who participate. If you do not own a blog or website or for any reason do not wish your answer to appear in a post, please inform me by e-mail, or in your comment. Your wishes will be respected.)
Please know that, every word of every comment is greatly appreciated. :)))))    

Some of you may remember a post I wrote in November about a curious neighbor, who pretends she's minding her own business when she's not. I named her Glady's Kravitz, after the nosy neighbor in 1960's situation comedy, "Betwitched," because she will not tell me her name.


If you read the post, "Christmas Down South," you'll learn more about my neighbor, Glady's, who was spying on me while I was putting up my Christmas decorations. The windows are large in my apartment complex and the weather is nice, springlike, so my neighbors have their windows open, which most of us ignore, but not Glady's.

As I mentioned in "Christmas Down South," all people are curious, but southerners are downright nosy, although they pretend they're not. Well, I cannot say all southerners are like Glady's, 'cause after all, I'm a southerner.

It's just that some like to remain anonymous and ignorant of the truth, that way, it's easier to create drama while they enlist their buddies to help label others in their boxes. I think Glady's is the leader of the label crowd,  'cause she has a following of woman who pretend they're "fast walking" around the apartments, when they're really "fast talking."


You see, Glady's is home during the day so she's the one investigating my profile. Well, I guess, she is, I'm not sure because Gladys doesn't associate with me, after all, I'm a box label.


For one thing, I'm home during the day writing, so that's suspicious, plus, I live alone, another bewilderment, no man in sight, with the exception of a grown son, who hugs me when I meet him in the parking lot when he visits, along with his guitar. I'm sure Glady's gab chatter crowd thinks this young man, is my boyfriend, and he must be married, due to his untimely visits.

Anyway, I think Glady's is getting to me, 'cause when I started to stuff my fake tree in it's old box, I watched her decorating her tree with Mardi Gras lights. 

Then, when our eyes locked, she swished her drapes across her window as if she were pulling the mainsail of a ship.    

I do not know why it surprised me, because every store in South Louisiana was stuffing Mardi Gras decorations on their shelves the day after Christmas, and I'm sure Glady's and the "fast talkers,"were among the first in line.  The grocery stores have several fixtures dedicated to King Cakes, Mardi Gras beads, masks, etc...

In any event, I hope I will be able to enjoy Glady's lights because my tree is going back in it's Christmas box. But, on the other hand, I may ask my handsome boyfriend to string some Mardi Gras lights on the outside window.  

After all, I have to keep up with Gladys.    

Mardi Gras Tree, but not Glady's

   Thank you for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun, and be sure to let me know if you enjoyed this post, by commenting, or clicking on Google+   

Have a colorful day! 

P.S- Now, I'm too tired to take my tree down. Tell me, should I put my Christmas Tree in front of my window?  

                                                      



Note: Glady's Kravitz is a fictional character from The Bewitched Show, an American situation comedy which first aired in 1964. The  Bewitched Show, as well as the character, Glady's was created by Sol Saks, an American screenwriter.
   

Good morning, and welcome to A Nice Place In The Sun. I simply had to post these great answers to Tuesday's Question, which was,  What food Will You Absolutely Not Eat, Under Any Circumstances? A food that you are as opposed as "Sam I am" is to "Green Eggs And Ham."

If you like most foods now, what food did you refuse to eat when you were a child? 

Hello, and welcome to Tuesday's Question. I started writing Tuesday Question in 2007 the first year I started blogging. I wanted to get to know my readers, and vice-versa. But, I also want to create a fun and interesting way to encourage conversations between everyone who comments.

So, please feel free to respond to each others answers 'cause...it's fun and questions help build friendships. And remember there are no stupid questions, but there are some hilarious and touching answers.

I will add a link to all bloggers blogs, so that others who read your answer will know where to find you.  



Today's Question is: What food Will You Absolutely Not Eat, Under Any Circumstances? A food that you are as opposed as "Sam I am" is to "Green Eggs And Ham."

If you like most foods now, what food did you refuse to eat when you were a child? 

My answer is Plum Pudding, because I had more than one disturbing experience with the dessert when a friend of my grandmothers brought it to not one, but two Christmas dinners.

Here is a short version of what happened from a post I wrote last Christmas.

My grandmothers friend's name was Ms. Morflex and she was proud of her plum pudding, and it looked delicious, but looks can be deceiving. The first time Ms. Morflex brought the pudding to our family Christmas dinner, we were excited about tasting it, but once you put a spoonful in our mouth you knew it wasn't going to be good. Although, we tried to be polite and swallow a bite or two, but you couldn't swallow it, it slid inside your mouth like a squishy oyster, except unlike oysters, it had something gooey in it that forced you to sink your teeth into the slimy mixture and when you did the dessert released an odor akin to mushy bird poo.

My grandmothers face turned purple, but she managed to slide her bite on the side of her gum, then sneak it into a napkin. Which was a terrific idea that appeared to work, because Ms. Morflex seemed pleased. Well, that is until my brother (After falling for my grandmothers trick.) put a another bite in his mouth, then grabbed his throat, knocked over his chair and ran to the bathroom.  

After my brothers fall and race to the bathroom, the rest of my family tried our best to push the pudding around in the bowl, but it didn't matter how many times we twirled it the pudding still remained in the dish. We could see Ms. Morflex glaring at us like a detective in an English Mystery, but we simply couldn't help it. The plum pudding tasted so awful we gave up and raced each other to the bathroom to spit the ingredients in the bathroom sink. We were literally stepping over one another to get in the bathroom, my mother was the only exception, she retreated to the restroom upstairs. Now, you would think that Ms. Morflex would have guessed what was happening after witnessing an entire family running over each other to get in the bathroom, but she was oblivious.

She finished her pudding, smoked her pipe, (at the table) and sipped her cocktail while we moaned and groaned to get into a bathroom. Today we laugh at how comical it was that my grandmother actually expected us to eat something that tasted so terrible. I've often wondered if Ms. Morflex  realized that the pudding tasted inedible, or did she simply enjoy torturing small children and their family at Christmastime?  

In closing, I'm sure you can understand why Plum Pudding is a food I will absolutely not eat under any circumstances ever again.

Now, it's your turn...What food will you avoid for a lifetime? You can write as long or short an answer as needed, and again please feel free to comment to each other. I will reply to your answers throughout the day and I cannot wait to read your comments.


Note: I have a Doctors appointment today, so I may be slow in replying to your answers, 'cause I'm one of those who is still using a desktop instead of a mobile phone, but I will definitely reply. Thank you for your patience and for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun.

Have a terrific day!  

This Monday, I wanted to join in the weekly meme from Comedy Plus, entitled, Awww...Monday's, but it wouldn't have been honest.  When you post the Awww...Monday's meme, the photo is supposed to make you say, Awww...
But, this week my image would make you say,
"Awww...Not another Monday..."

I couldn't believe how well this cartoon captures the last two days of my life.  I'm always working on and offline, so I'm surrounded by outgoing, incoming, and "in progress" manuscripts, articles, etc...although it's not quite as disorganized (a lie) as this image.





Thank you for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun, especially late in the day and be sure to stop by tomorrow and answer Tuesday's Question!

Thanks for reading...:)))

Well, here are the first words of my 365-page book of 2016:

A cool rain is spraying the sidewalks, lawns, and rooftops in my hometown, but, it's of no consequence to me. 'Cause, I love the idea of dancing and singing in the rain. Much like Gene Kelly did in the following video clip from the movie Singin' In The Rain 'cause I believe a life well-lived has a lot to do with how you arrange your mind. For example, I think Frank Baum, the author of The Wonderful Wizard Of Oz,  should have had a character in his book ask,"The great and powerful Wizard" for a great and powerful attitude.   

A well-written story should include laughter, fun, kindness, romance, forgiveness, and gratitude, coupled with the courage to meet life's challenges. Therefore, I'm determined to follow my bliss this year and to remain grateful for the rest of my favorite things in life; grace, loyalty, forgiveness, friendship, family, and love.

So, I don't care if it drizzles all day, in fact, I might go outside and dance. I could pretend a tree is a lamppost.  What story will you write this year?





The lyrics to Singin' In The Rain were written by Arthur Freed and the music by Nacio Herb Brown

Thank you for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun. And again, Happy New Year.

And remember to do what makes you happy. :)

Wordless Wednesday is a simple visual blog post featuring a photo or image that speaks for itself without using words.

 It's a great way to meet blogging buddies and to express yourself through images, photos or illustration.

You can find Wordless Wednesday's code on Comedy Plus, and link up with other participants listed on Mr. Linky's Magical Widgets below. Just hit "Read More." It's fun!







                                                                                                              Alright, I know, but I had to add this one...
                                           
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Have a happy and fun day!                                                                                                    






                                                         


                   

Welcome to Tuesday's Question! Today's Question is: What Was Your Most Meaningful Christmas Gift- Ever? 


I began asking Tuesday's Questions in 2007 to get to know my readers and Vice-versa, and now, due to inconsistent posting I lost many of my old readers. :(

So, if this is your first time answering Tuesday's Question, please feel free to respond to each others answers, and know that I will post a link to your blog with your answer, and if you are not a blogger, I will post your answer within this post. (Just a heads up.)

And last, but certainly not least, I would like to offer my sincere thanks to those of you who have left comments in the last few months, it's meant the world to me. (And you know who you are.:)

Alright, now, it's time for me to answer Tuesday's Question.

The most meaningful gift I ever received for Christmas was a pair of diamond earrings from my late boyfriend, who was also one of my most memorable and meaningful gifts, besides my son-Ever-



Alright, now it's your turn...

Thank you for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun, and have a fun holiday season. Oh yeah, and please comment before I melt. :0   And...pass the hugs along...


                                                       
                                         

                  It's three days after Christmas, and the tingle of holiday fever is in the air!

This is my between the holidays update, or a folllow up to "Still Decorating My Empty Nest,"  the post I wrote before Christmas Day. The one about polishing every twig in my empty nest awaiting my son's arrival?

Well, I was dusting my last twig when he opened the door and said,

   "Oh, come on Mom, it's just me." 

We think we know our children, but they know us better, maybe better than we know ourselves. In any event, my empty nest, is empty once again, that is with the exception of Simon, my cat, who ate most of our Christmas Turkey.

Now, he looks like he's carrying a bowling ball in his stomach. It's ridiculous, when my son left the room he begged me for turkey and vice-versa, and now, Mr. "I haven't had any turkey" is paying the price.


Simon moaned and groaned around the Christmas tree as if he were a stray on the street, while both of us were giving him half our plates. Then, we found pieces of turkey stashed under the tree, in his bed, under MY bed and in his bowl. Let's just say our little family had a nice Christmas Day and Simon didn't want it to end.

Simon is all about the moment, he doesn't care about New Year's Day and he doesn't like ham. He wants to know if it's still Christmas and where are the snowmen?

Perhaps, he thinks Snowmen bring turkey, but the closest we'll get to a snowman in south Louisiana is the freezer in the grocery store.

And, once again, my refrigerators empty.

I hope you had a spectacular Christmas Day, blessed with everything you hoped for-

Thank you for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun.

And remember, I love and appreciate all comments, so please let me know you've stopped by before I melt. (Only kidding)

                   anything heavy!
                     Thanks for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun! :)

                   

Since, I haven't posted in about a week, I thought I should write a quick update. I'm still decorating my apartment in addition to what you might call triple tasking.

My son lives out of town and we talk on the phone often, but since he's coming home for Christmas I'm polishing every twig in my empty/full nest.

Why didn't anyone tell me that motherhood never ends? It's alright, I'm happy about that, in fact I obviously still suffer from empty nest syndrome. But, I didn't realize that once your children left the nest, they would return to peek in your refrigerator.


In addition to holiday decorating, I have three deadlines to meet for magazine articles, two manuscripts in need of a query letter, and a Christmas post for you, my blogging buddies.

I don't know how I accumulated a mountain of Christmas ornaments, but I did, and now, I haven't the slightest idea how they're going to fit on a small packaged tree.

I guess my ornament collection grew over the years because I used to get large trees, but that ended when my son became a teenager and it was his turn to put the tree in the stand.
-Although this could be my fault because I did suggest he get a job one year at a Christmas tree farm during his holiday break.-

After his first day of work, I can still see him standing at our front door covered with pine needles and dirt.
He ran his eyes over his body, outstretched his arms to keep his hands from touching his clothes, looked at me and said,

"Mom, why don't we get artificial trees from now on?"

I couldn't help but laugh and we've had an artificial tree every year since that Christmas.

Although today, I'm tempted to drive to a tree farm, buy a large tree and ask him to take it down after the holidays.

Only, I have to stuff a few groceries in the refrigerator.

"Wordless Wednesday" is another "visual blogosphere phenomenon" discovered by my friend Sandee of Comedy Plus 

"WW is a simple blog post featuring a photo which conveys a message that speaks for itself without using words. " 
      



Thank you Sandee and www.clipart.com  

                                           

Thank you for visiting A Nice Place In The Sun.

Thank you for stopping by A Nice Place In The Sun, and have a terrific day!