Writing Prompt: My 10 biggest fears

Writer's Workshop from Mama's Losin' It

1. I fear something bad happening to my kids, husband, or dad.
2. I fear I'll fail my children while raising them.
3. I fear death.
4. Right now, I fear the economy.
5. I fear my big, smart mouth might make me lose my job one day. I try to keep it shut, but sometimes when I've had enough I just can't keep it in anymore.
6. I fear God. Not in a bad way, the way I should fear God.
7. I fear I'll never lose the weight I need to lose, even though I am trying.
8. I fear getting old. I notice that as each year passes my definition of old changes, but one day I'll have to admit I'm old. I want to live for a long time, but I don't want to be old.
9. I fear closed, small places.
10. I fear terminal illness.
These aren't in any particular order and some might seem silly, but I typed the first 10 things that came to mind.

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I can see the headline now - COLLEGE STUDENT BITES WHEN SHE DOESN'T GET HER WAY

Sissy's still biting. We took her to the doctor and he says there's nothing wrong with her. I say she's just stubborn, hard headed, and everything goes her way or you get bit.

Now when she bites she announces that she bit and laughs. It's not funny. I'm at the end of my rope here kid!

I've always heard you never see a kid go to college not potty trained so don't worry about it. Now I'm wondering has anyone ever seen a kid go to college and still be biting?

Back to work after a 3 day weekend. Yucky!

I have to go back to work tomorrow.

Three days off sure was great!

But now I am full of grief and sorrow.

Because Monday's I always hate!

I hid like a big chicken!

Writer's Workshop from Mama's Losin' It
Writing prompt: Write about a time you hid from someone, or a time you disguised who you really were.

I was 21. I was dating the ultimate bad boy. You know the one's you see in the movies, they are bad for you, but ohhhhh sooooooo good. I was in love. One look into his deep brown eyes and I'd melt.

He had me under his total control and I believed everything he told me. He was a smooth talker and he made me feel good in ways I didn't know existed.

My mom saw him with another girl in his truck. He lied his way out of that one. I found a note from another girl. He looked at me with those eyes and said I love only you. There was a kleenex in his bathroom with a big red lipstick kiss on it. He said his housekeeper left it.

I kept trying to break up with him, but every time he would look deep in my eyes, kiss me like I had never been kissed, and then I would melt and take him back. Dang it he was good!

I finally broke it off. I was determined it was over. I knew he was cheating with several other girls. I just couldn't live with it anymore.

He showed up at my best friends house while I was there. I couldn't face him. I told her to say I wasn't there. I hid in her closet. I cowered in the back of her closet praying he wouldn't look for me. I knew if I saw him I was toast.

She told him it was over and to not contact me anymore. She finally convinced him I wasn't there.

I haven't seen him since. He called me once, at a new job, right after I got married. I didn't pick up the phone. I. knew. better.

Watch out, she bites!

Our son is the calm laid-back type. He's never caused us much trouble and there's not much that bothers him.

We were both hoping when our second was born she would be a little bit of a spitfire with some attitude.

WHAT WERE WE THINKING?

We love her personality and she's very entertaining, but we are paying for it big time!

She's biting at daycare. They've tried everything within their means to get her to stop. Sometimes I am signing up to 3 incident reports a day. We are happy with our daycare, but I don't think they are happy with us and I'm sure the parents in her class hate us! Last week they requested one of us be available to come spank her when she bites. (Yes we believe in spanking and so does the daycare owner, however, she doesn't spank other people's kids because of laws, etc.)

We tried putting it off and ignoring their request, but yesterday I realized we had to do something or we were going to get kicked out of daycare. There aren't many good daycares around here so, DH and I talked last night and decided today would be a good day to start. He works a minute from the daycare and he didn't have anything going today. So we sat her down and told her from now on when she bites at daycare daddy was going to come spank her in front of her friends. She cried and said no biting, so we knew she understood.

I left her at 7:30 this morning. At 8:30 DH called and said he was heading over there because she had bit already. My stomach sank and I wanted to cry. They put her in time out and when DH walked in she got excited yelling daddy, daddy. She thought he was there to pick her up. He explained to her that when she bites he has to come spank her so he did and then he left her screaming mad.

I want to cry even more after hearing the story. I don't know if I feel more sorry for DH or sissy. But I know she has to learn.

After all this could be a real problem when she starts dating, unless he's into that sort of thing.....LOL!

Seriously, anyone out there have a solution?

Spoiled Brat

I am so aggravated at Bubba right now! I can't believe we've raised our son to be such a spoiled brat!! He's been begging to go bowling. Tonight he has a friend spending the night so we told them we would take them out to eat and bowling.

We felt like we were doing something special for them, but can he appreciate it? No! After we finished bowling he was mad that I beat them (I let them add their score together against mine) and then he started pouting because we wouldn't let them bowl another game. It was past 10:30 and Sissy was sleepy.

Then he starts in saying he would have rather stayed at home. Seriously, did you just say that? We just spent over $60 taking you and your friend out to eat and bowling and you don't appreciate any of it?

Uuughhhhh. I just want to scream!

Writers Workshop from Mama's Losin' It

Writing prompt: Write a letter to someone you miss greatly.

I am writing to my mom. She passed away three and a half years ago after a very long battle with rheumatoid arthritis that destroyed many of her joints and completely disabled her in the end.

Mom,

I still miss you and think of you daily. So much has happened since you passed away. Where should I start?

We had a baby girl. I know you won't believe it, but I swear I'm not pulling your leg. She's two. DH and I often talk about how much you would love her. She's quite the little spitfire, which by the way reminds me of you. She's blonde with big blue eyes and will talk your ears off when she gets fired up.

Bubba is really growing up. Can you believe your first grand baby is ten already? By next year he'll be as tall as me. He's already passed me in shoe size. He's still well behaved and gets really good grades. He plays football and loves it. He also plays soccer and basketball too, but football is definitely his favorite.

Dad's doing great. I never in my life thought we would be so close. He's been my rock, and I hope I've been his. I've tried my best. He bought a boat so he stays busy fishing, gardening, and taking care of that big yard.

I want you to know I love you and appreciate everything you did for me growing up. I realize now how hard it was and how much you suffered. I wish you were here. I have so much I would love to say, but I can't because it still hurts too much. I hope I make you proud.

Love,
Your baby girl

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