Yeah, Baby! I'm doing it right this time and it feels, well, right!

Yeah, Baby! I’m doing it right this time and it feels, well, right!

This time, I’m obeying the rules and posting my submission for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers on Friday.

I’m a law-abiding gal and all this rougishness of late worries me.

Maybe I’m going through “The Change.”

Holy Sagging Boobies, Batman! No wonder I don't know what's happening around here. I need to lie down before another line with symptoms attached finds me.

Holy Sweating Sagging Boobies, Batman! No wonder I don’t know what’s happening around here. I need to lie down before another line with symptoms attaches to me.

Or maybe I’ve been through “The Change” and I don’t give a hoot ‘n nanny anymore.

Yup-eree. I knew I'd be able to wear my fancy feathers without paying no nevermind to any persnickety squawkin'. Heck, my hearin' is gone anyway.

Yup-eree. I knew I’d be able to wear my fancy feathers without payin’ no nevermind to any persnickety squawkin’. Heck, my hearin’ is gone anyway.

Either way, it’s chaos over here at Lorna’s Voice.

I don’t even know what I’m doing next.

Or when.

I think I’m supposed to post a flash fiction piece, right?

Right.

So this week’s photo comes to us from C. Hase.

c-hase

Awesome, huh?

The genre is realistic fiction.

Here is my story, coming in at 99 words.

Trivial Pursuits

“Look! There’s a beauty!” He beamed as he reached the massive rusty anchor chain.

She didn’t respond, too bored with this version of trivial pursuits.

“Help me move this…this thing. I bet there’s more under here.”

“You’ve got to be kidding. Don’t you have enough? You’ve been at this for hours.” She heaved a sigh.

He heaved a sigh. “I need more blue. Blue is more valuable than green or white.” He began digging.

“It’s just sea glass, not diamonds!”

Never looking up, he said, “It’s the challenge. What else are we going to do on our second honeymoon?”

*****

This story is more realistic than fiction. It’s based on my unfortunate real second honeymoon experience in Hawaii. My now ex-husband nearly tripped over a several hundred pound sea lion because he was so focused on his maniacal obsessive enthusiastic hunt for blue sea glass. We were celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary. He left me two years later. I hear he spends a great deal of time at a time-share in Florida. I wonder if his pursuit of blue sea glass continues…

 

 

He found some nice blue glass on this stretch of beach as I recall. I enjoyed the views while he focused on the dirt. We were kind of mismatched.

He found some nice blue sea glass on this stretch of beach (on Oahu) as I recall. I enjoyed the views while he focused on the dirt. We were kind of mismatched.

I have no idea what’s coming up next, so you’ll just have to pop over here and take a chance on me.

There's a heat wave happening around my parts (not my personal parts, but my geographica parts), so I got one of these beauties in my freezer for when I, um it gets too hot to handle.

There’s a heat wave happening around my parts (not my personal parts, but my geographical parts), so I got one of these beauties in my freezer for when I, um it gets too hot to handle.