Saturday, June 7, 2008
Wordzzling on a Hot Summer Saturday
It’s time for another Wordzzle. Please check out all the Wordzzlers at Raven’s Nest
I went for the Mega this week.
Ten Word Challenge: spaghetti, larkspur, Prilosec, roaring lion, adamant, green green grass of home, paradox, filibuster, face cream, trout fishing
Mini Challenge: jury of ones peers, barking dog, a wing and a prayer, liver, sprained ankle
The Senator would never admit it to his wife Cindy but he was thrilled to have a sprained ankle. It was so much better to be enjoying the green green grass of home at his ranch in Larkspur than to be on the campaign trail, trying to come off like a roaring lion when he felt like a barking dog. He had been adamant that Cindy go back to DC on her own, she loved the city and its social life. He had watched her pack up her usual piles of clothes and shoes and her case full of lotions and face cream. He thanked her for making him dinner and for setting out his pills – he always forgot his liver meds and after Cindy’s spaghetti sauce he’d need the Prilosec. Now he was alone in the house and the quiet was both calming and startling. He moved slowly to his study and sat by the bay window. Cindy had redecorated the room and there were photos and mementos everywhere. A photo of him and George W trout fishing – Christ that moron had ruined it for him. A newspaper clipping from his first filibuster – he looked so young and strong, he remembered being idealistic. He smiled at the photo of his law school graduating class. He and Tom Somebody had talked about opening a bar near campus – they were going to call it ‘Jury of Ones Peers’ - that might have been a fun way to make a living. He gazed at a stunning photo of Cindy – she was christening their new sailboat – she had named it ‘A Wing and a Prayer’ - when it hit him. He was too old and too tired to lead a country. He was losing himself – the strong and brave straight talking man had been replaced by a bumbling bullshit artist. He chuckled at the paradox that presented itself to him and poured a stiff Scotch. He really hoped the young Senator won in November.