Poems on Which to Vote

Silly me.  I almost wrote "Poems to Vote On".  Illegal parking of a preposition.  Preposition Police take note.  I try not to end with a preposition if I can figure out a way not to. (ha...see I thought that would be funny).. end with one. (there... no preposition)

Voting on the first round is open ALL day!  Have your class register and vote on their favorites today.  It's a fun day long kids' poetry event.  Classrooms may sign up to vote at Ed DeCaria's Madness! Poetry

Individuals create a log in or use their FB log in starting at the main page of Madness!Poetry.  Read poems and vote as "Fans"!

Slice of Life anyone?  It's Day 8.  The above is a huge slice of my life right now, as I have voted on all 32 matchups!  Wonderful way to spend my day!

But now it is time to just watch the results.
And time for Jello - for which there is always room, right?

Pickles has an accomplice - or friend...
I found this little guy, a soft floppy brown moose, while I was out riding across the countryside with my husband.

He's retired now, too - as of this past December 31 - so we take frequent jaunts to anywhere and everywhere.  Unfortunately, the frost is heaving now and country roads can be a little - no, a LOT - bumpy and treacherous.  Lumps and bumps, rolls and holes - and all random and unexpected.  Spring in the northeast is rough.  Can't look at the view too long or a road hazard gets you! 

Anyway, we were out riding along avoiding potholes and ski ramps.  I'd had just about enough driving.  My back and neck were getting sore.  When we came up on a crossroads we realized we were in Windsor.  And right there was the little general store, Hussey's, where they sell just about everything.  Finally a place to stop and reorganize my body!  And it's a fun place to boot!

I could have bought a weather vane, a wood stove, a birthday card, a rocking chair, milk, a rifle and a wedding gown.  I could have bought a whoopie pie, a fishing pole, and a pair of socks, but I stopped at the moose, Jello and a couple of diet Mountain Dews.  Except for selling wedding gowns, it is like a mini Maine Walmart.

I'm getting the moose ready to send to my grandchildren in PA.  He's in a small box with 5 packages of Jello - cherry, lime, orange, lemon and grape.  I wonder what they will name their Jello moose.  Pickles will miss him, but he still has us.  I'll just let him make some Jello tonight and he'll be fine.