Be Careful What You Wish For

So, my dryer is not only “helpful” but stubborn.  Apparently it didn’t like my little rant from the other day.  Try as Zan might, it refused to be fixed.  So I’ve been without a dryer for a week and a half, begging time for a load here and there from Dear Neighbor, and now that it’s all back together, it has the same problem.  Burning electrical smells make me a *tad* nervous, so I put my foot down and told Zan to give up.  I won’t use it ever again, whether he fixes it **more** or not. 

Soooo….now I have a dilemma.  I have to buy a new one.  The set is 11 years old, therefore I know the washer has only so much left to give.  I could buy a relatively inexpensive dryer.  However, as you already know, an extra super duper capacity set would make my life much easier.  But, is it a necessity???  No, of course not.  The idea of shoveling out $2000 two weeks after paying a crap-load in taxes, and two weeks before the orthodontist needs a $1000 deposit on Big Girl’s braces is crushingly depressing. 

But there’s that temptation…2 and a half loads at a time for the next decade.  *sigh*  Yes, these are the things I dream about.  Pathetic, isn’t it?

Sharing

So, in my pre-stay-at-home-Mommy days, I was a teacher.  I taught Special Education for seven years, and then spent the last five years of my time teaching English Language Arts.  I found so many great resources on the web, and the resources that I couldn’t find, I’d create myself.  At one point in time, I dreamt of attempting a “side job” of writing children’s literature…simple, silly stuff…fun stuff.  Nothing too deep or complex.  But if I’m being honest with myself, I don’t have the tenacity it takes to kick-start that type of career.  And besides, my creative mind is extremely fickle.  I can go for months with no ideas, and then all of a sudden, something pops in my head and I have to go write it down. 

In this way, “Beulah the Barking Cow” was created.  I wrote it one afternoon when, while baking a cheesecake, the idea popped into my head.  As soon as I threw the cheesecake in the oven, I sat down to write and Beulah was born.  I did a couple of slight revisions, but it pretty much wrote itself.  As I re-read it now, there are things I would change…the rhythm is a tad off in spots…and it could use a bit more development.  But I doubt I will revisit it again for some time.

So, rather than have it sit in a drawer, I’ve decided to share it with you.  Hopefully some teacher out there somewhere will come across it and be able to use it….my way of giving just a little bit back to the “internets.”  All I ask is that you keep my name attached to it if you do.  If I ever see Beulah sitting on a Barnes and Noble shelf with someone else’s name on the cover, I shall be very put out.  😉 

Below is the first stanza…Click the title to follow the link over to The Junction to read the rest of the story if you are so inclined.

“Beulah the Barking Cow”  by K. Duba

One fine day in the summer sun

Beulah’s fun had just begun.

She hopped to the field, out for a lark.

She went to moo, but out came a bark!