WHERE DID I LEAVE MY VOICE ?

Today it's about time for my Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. I got the word for this prompt only at 6 pm, so I have not a lot of time to knit a story about the word "leave" which we got for this Saturday.

Anyway I have a cold, a strange one, without nose running, or a sore throat, or coughing or other signs, no, I only lost my voice and feel lousy.. When I try to speak I sound like Louis Armstrong in his best days, or I have to whisper. Somebody called me on the phone and called me Mister !

Mr. G. is in despair, because he can't understand my Armstrong voice or my whispering and even has difficulties when wearing his hearing aid, which usually he always leaves somewhere but not in his ears.

Our cats are certainly surprised that it is so quiet in the house and they only hear Mr; G. shout "What did you say" ? Even when I have said nothing.

I leave now and go to bed and don't open my mouth anymore only to my cats ! they understand everything, but can only teach me to purr.





Linking to Linda G. Hill - SOCS

FRIDAY's FAVE FIVE

For the week's resume I could make a copy and paste ! Or almost. As usual on Monday it started with our Scrabble, it had rained in the morning but cleared up in the afternoon and we could scrabble outside on Nicole's terrace, which is always nice, better then to sit inside.



We had two Scrabble referees, cat Isis and dog Tara who now after 3 days became best friends, and I am sure that when Tara has finished her holidays with Nicole, Isis will miss her. They brought me luck, I was second !!



I finished the "planting" of my fake flowers in the pots outside and watered the Hibiscus plant exceptionally twice this week. I do nothing with this plant, it's still the same earth and the same pot and to be honest I wish it would die, but no, it blooms and blooms, only one flower at time, but real beautiful. It's just as if it wanted to say "you can't kill me" !

The painting class was nice as usual and we have to paint and paint new paintings because in October is the yearly exhibition.



I have to make a poster for this occasion.



Each week we go in a restaurant and as the sun was shining we ate outside. It was delicious. Dog Tara got her share in form of meat pieces.

Ilona is back from her holidays in Spain and I went to her house which she had had freshly painted just before she left.



Now we already have half of the year behind us and still not real summer weather. The weatherman announced 35 to 40°C which will be a joy without air conditioning !

I have got some new pictures of grandson Toby, he grows and grows ...

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