Valentine… <3

I hope everyone had a lovely Valentines Day. Have a great weekend. 🙂

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Love is… Unknown.

Love is happy, love is sad

Love is strange, love is lame

Love is great, love is rare

Love is wonder,  love is hate

Love is demand, love is canned

Love is incredible, love is trouble

Love is nice, love is bad

Love is caring, love is daring

Love is well, love is sick

Love is fresh,  love is stale

Love is seeing, love is blind

Love is hot, love is cold

Love is smart, love is stupid

Love is sharing, love is selfish

Love is  playing, love is bashful

love is grand, love is bland

Love is sexy, love is crazy

Love is glam, love is bland

Love is real, love is fake

Love is found, love is gone

Love is close, love is distant

Love is…   Unknown…

Relationship… Hang ups…

Phone rings…

Girl: “Hello?”

Guy: “Hey.”

Girl: “What?”

Guy: “Huh?”

“What do you want?”

“What do you mean what?”

“What do you want?”

Guy: “Whatever.”

“What do u want?”

“I’m just checking in.”

“For what?”

“Just checking in.”

Girl: “Whatever!”

Guy: “Yeah, whatever.”

Girl hangs up the phone.

5 minutes later…

Phone rings…

              Which version do you like better?  Using Girl/Guy or Lisa/Jerry

Phone rings…

“Hello?”

“Hey Lisa.”

“What Jerry?”

“Huh?”

“What do you want Jerry?”

“What do you mean what?”

“What do you want?”  Lisa raises her voice.

“Whatever.” Jerry answers sharply.

“What do u want?”

“I’m just checking in.”

“For what?”

“Just checking in.”

Frustrated Lisa replies, “Whatever!”

Jerry shouts, “Yeah, whatever.”

Lisa hangs up the phone.

5 minutes later…

Phone rings….

Liebster Award



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Thank you to  https://fimnorawestcaw.wordpress.com/  for nominating me for the “Liebster Award.”  I was very surprised to be nominated. I have just started blogging on a regular basis, since December 30, 2014.  Everyone should check out Femnora’s blog.  The title to her blog is Quantum Hermit.
Her writing is beautiful, as she tells her stories through words and music.  Fimnora has helped me out, trying to understand wordpress a little better. Thank you again, Fimnora for thinking of me.  I accept this award with pride.

Here is a list of Femnora’s questions:

1. What song defines who you are, and would you share a YouTube link for it?

“Happy” by  Pharrell Williams

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2E5RSJhDHI

2. Which of your owns posts is your favorite, and why?

“Can you smell the apple crisp?”  This  is my favorite post, because it reminds me of my Grandmother.

3. What is your most favorite quote from a movie? What is the movie?

“Some of us will never ever find true love. Take, for instance…me. And I’m pretty sure that guy right there. And that lady with the sideburns. And basically everybody at table nine.”

Adam Sandler from, “The Wedding Singer.”

4. If you could time travel, where would you go, and why?

I would travel to Antioch, Ca., date August 16, 2003.  So, I could be with my son Mark, before he died.  Hopefully, to change the situation, so he would be here today.  He would of been 30 years old this June. He passed away at age 18.

5. What is one moment you can remember which changed your life?

Working on my first movie as a costume designer and going into Warner Bros Studio to pick out wardrobe.

6. Who would you want to play you in a movie about your life?

Drew Barrymore

7. What is your favorite genre of fiction?

Modern Fairy Tales

8. Who or what encouraged you to become a writer?

I was encouraged by my dreams. I have a movie theater inside my head.  Sounds funny, huh…  When I go to sleep I have vivid dreams, not just one dream, but double block buster features.  I told myself, it’s time to write… Just write it out.

Also, my dear friend Josh Gilbert is a brilliant writer.  He would send me emails, that would make my jaw drop.  He has such a way with words, that I can only inspire to write like him.  My mother has also been a big encouragement.

9. What book have you read more than once?

“Tithe”  by Holly Black.  It’s a modern fairy tale.

10. What other art form are you most interested in?

Film Editing.

11. What prompt for blogging would you like to offer to Blogging U?

What makes you happy?

**The Liebster Award rules for this round are**

1.  Thank the person who nominated you by tagging their original post to yours.

2. Answer 11 questions.

3. Nominate other bloggers who deserve this award.

4. Ask them 11 questions.

5. Put these rules in your post.

6.Inform the bloggers you have nominated.

Here are my 11 nominations:

1)  https://deletingstress.wordpress.com/

Here are my 11 questions:

1) Who is your favorite painter or artist?

2) If you could live any where in the world, where would it be? And why?

3) How old where you, when you had your first crush?

4) Who is your favorite tv or movie star?

5) What was the first car you ever drove?

6) Why do you blog?

7) Do you want your blogging to take you to other writing avenues?

8) How many languages do you speak?

9) What is your favorite animal?

10) Do you believe in ghost, spirits or vampires? If so, why?

11) If someone gave you a box, what do you wish would be inside of it?

Ch 2: MOROI

My fingers are shaking, as I reach for the chain and lock the deadbolt.  I run to the windows to make sure they are all locked and I close my blinds.  I am scared… Really scared.  Like freaking out scared… Wondering what or who is this guy.  It’s was hard to get a good look at him,  but I know it’s a man.  I hate being scared, especially when I am alone.

I go into my bedroom and lock the door.  I get into bed, pull the covers up over me and wait.  Wait for what I think… Just waiting.

I must have dozed off.  I look at the clock and It’s been about an hour.  So far so good, nothing has happened.  As I start to get up, I hear a noise at my door.  I jump back in bed.  It can’t be Saul he is out-of-town. Could it be that man I saw by the tree? Could it?

A few hours later, I finally get up. I walk over to my front door.  Slowly opening it I step outside. Everything, seems fine.  What a relief.  As I turn around I notice something, that I had not noticed before. Perched on top of my gate is a glove. A black glove. My glove…

*To be continued…

(C) 2015 by Amy Vanya. All Rights Reserved.

One more drop…

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There was a man from Italy, who danced so elegantly.

One more drop of wine, he was sure his wife wouldn’t mind.

One drop led to another, until he finally knocked over the bread and butter.

Looking aghast, he promised he would not have another glass.

Tip toeing to his room, he knocked over the broom.

As the broom fell down, his wife looked at him with a frown.

She snapped get to bed, before you get a knock on the head…

Land of Nowhere…

The water rushed with vigor down the hill.  The animals had already left the valley.  The Indians grabbed their children and horses.  Not all of them succeed, in leaving their homes.  The ones that did survive we’re heading off to a land of nowhere…  They weren’t sure, where their next home would be.  The memories of their loved ones taken away, where too much for some to bear.  The children’s eyes filled with fright, as their mothers held them with all their might.

Can you smell the apple crisp?

My family loves to cook, bake and eat.  In my family we have carnivores, vegetarian, vegans and raw foodies. Holidays are always so fun, the food planning that’s a different story. Oh… I almost forgot, there are also people in my family, with gluten sensitivity and lactose intolerant. Even though everyone has their own way of eating, we try to make everyone happy.  When my family eats, they celebrate.

We have excellent cooks and bakers in our family. My father use to own Italian restaurants. We always try to outdo one another, trying to see whose food taste the best. My grandmother used to make Panettone. It’s a soft bread, with raisins. She would make large ones as big as a pizza pan. She was the best baker in the family.  Through the years we still like to carry on tradition, of making favorite dishes, that are loved ones use to make.

A favorite dish of mine, was my grandmothers apple crisp.  When I make apple crisp, like my grandmother did, it reminds me of her. The smell of the cinnamon and apples, baking in the oven, brings on a comforting feeling of being with my grandmother. Even though my grandmother is no longer here, the day I make apple crisp, it feels like she is right by my side.

Do you have fond memories, of cooking with your family?

Let’s make today, a Great day!

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Good morning and good evening, depending on where you live. Let’s make today a great one! Not so easy, huh… Well, if you woke up today that’s great! I have some bad days, at times more bad, then good. When I open my eyes in the morning, that’s one great thing. If I am able to see the outside, go for a walk, see the birds and the trees, that’s another great thing.

So, if your day is not going the way you want it too… Look around there might be some other things that you can appreciate. So let’s make today a Great one. 🙂