My Prompt of today: The Great New Look

Tell us about the time when you felt that you were lost in Internet, no longer knew where you were and felt misunderstood

Orange Header

Yes, fellow bloggers, the time has come to rant about what we are all ranting about. Some are happy with the new look of the daily post. They are the lucky ones that have their comments printed to the sound of clapping hands because they find the new look is wonderful, they love the colours, they love the design and for them the world is OK.

At the risk of having this blog cancelled, I am now going to write what I think. The colours are OK, why not? They can be yellow, blue, red, sky-blue purple. I do not care as long as the rest is functioning, but is it?

Of course it is, although on my first day I had to search to actually find the daily prompt title. After a week, one of the WordPress experts gave us a link. Here it is for those that have not yet found it http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/. It seems that WordPress have lost the list of our e-mail addresses through the changeover and so we have to “do it yourself”. No problem, it keeps us awake.

Now to the next problem. We now have a grid system showing all the contributions to the daily prompt, so what could be better. It looks neat and nice and every blog contribution has its own little box in the grid with the title of the blog and name of the author. Fantastic! It is pretty and nicely spaced, but where are the pingbacks? We no longer have pingbacks, we do not need them according to the WordPress gurus and so I ventured to mention this on the page reserved for our remarks on the great new look. My first comment was cancelled, my second one got through and so did the third eventually, but No. 4 is no longer in existence, so I progressed to the forum where we can state our problems, hoping that this would be the solution to the missing Pingbacks.

Another link: Do you Like the Look of the Daily Post

As you can see I was not very successful, but probably in my excitement and disappointment I mixed things up. I had a remark from a drama queen who was under the impression that she invented WordPress and she (and me) were answered by one of the WordPress gurus. Eventually in my despair, I mopped my tears from my computer and found myself apologising for even asking such a stupid question about “Where are the Pingbacks”. However I was rescued from this situation, by chance, when discovering a poll issued by a fellow blogging victim that was also lingering in the Summer of discontent. I filled out his poll and I would advise you to visit his page and do the same. The more the merrier.

Another link that does not seem to work, just try a copy paste:

http://viewsplash.wordpress.com/2014/04/15/do-you-like-the-look-of-the-new-daily-post/

I made my comment under Angloswiss and his answer was excellent and he had some very good suggestions to how things should be, especially his remarks about pingbacks.

I like my pingbacks. If you do not like them you just have to tick a box somewhere in the internal workings of your site, and you will not receive them. Otherwise they are excellent for keeping in contact with the events on the daily prompt, finding new fellow bloggers and actually reading what is written. I do not know about you, but I do. However the drama queen has another opinion:

“They were publishing a post on the daily prompt topic and into it they indiscriminately copied and pasted the whole whack of pingbacks thedailypost prompt had already received and had been approved. I GROANED out loud whenI read what was being indiscriminately backlinked to and almost lost it and posted a rant on the subject.

Copying and pasting a whack of pingbacks appearing on another post without reading each one to be sure it’s not a low quality and/or no quality post at the end of one’s own post is NOT the way to go at all.”

So you see the drama queen has a point, although it is not my point.

It has also come to my attention that since we have this great new look, the number of contributions are dwindling daily. If you subtract the Russians and a couple of others that are free riding on our beloved Daily Prompts, our community is shrinking.

I enjoy writing my daily prompt and I enjoy reading the others (time permitting). This morning I was only fifteen minutes on the computer. Mr. Swiss asked what was wrong? I was ready to go shopping an hour earlier than usual. I told him the pingback session fell out this morning and will probably fall out most mornings as it no longer exists. He seemed to be a little disappointed knowing that his beloved wife was no longer occupied for an hour with her pingbacks.

Of course you can pingback if you do it yourself. Just visit every little square on the grid, do a copy paste of the link and you have your pingback list. Unfortunately this takes a long while and the grid order seems to change regularly, so be careful that you are not repeating the pingback. In other words, no, forget it, it is not worth it.

I hope I have covered everything. The best is that I am not new to blogging and started my career at Yahoo 350 which no longer exists. I progressed to Multiple which also no longer exists and via Blogger I arrived at WordPress. I seem to have left a trail of destruction in my wake, but WordPress has survived up to now. I like WordPress basically, it looks after its bloggers, but something has happened. I am not sure what, but the solution seems to be if it does not suit, then just ignore it and cancel it, it will go away eventually.

I rest my case.

Daily Prompt: Only Sixteen

Forget it Daily Prompt. I have had this subject before at least once and no, I am 67 years old, and am not doing it again – and again. Try something new and different as a title, this is getting just plain boring. Up to now there are only six entries, minus two that belong to the daily Russian spammers and of course the WordPress C(h)ronicle that appears every day with just a title and link and nothing worth mentioning.  It is a waste of time and energy on my behalf.

Daily Prompt: Only Sixteen

Daily Prompt: You Sexy Thing

Tell us all about your best confidence outfit. Don’t leave out the shoes or the perfect accessories.

TMC Wholesale

This afternoon I was let out to attend my Tai Chi practice. As I go by car, I usually go as I do my Tai Chi with my sexy black trousers and sexy t-shirt. I was wearing my Spring jacket and a pair of nice flat comfortable shoes to match. My hair was neat and tidy, with a few centimetres length it does not really get windblown.

“How do I look” I asked Mr. Swiss, his opinion is always important.

“All right” he answered. I checked – was he looking at me? Of course, at least I think so.

The last time I was dressed to kill was a little more than a year ago, my step daughter got married and we were invited to the wedding reception. It was actually a casual thing, men were not required to wear a tie, but men always have it easy. A decent shirt and trousers and jacket and they are dressed and if casual, even better. No fancy stuff, but it does not take a lot of energy to dress decent: we women have problems, at least I do.

Oh, horror, I really had nothing to wear. I live in the country and my only excursions were to go hunting for food supplies for the family in the local supermarket. Dressing for the supermarket was quite easy, jeans, t-shirt and a jacket according to the temperatures. No big deal really, and new clothes were bought when the others shrunk or the figure expanded, which was more the second case.

My step daughter is in the boutique business, so a distraught step mother phoned and asked what the chances were of buying something to kill wear. No problem, and I was promptly invited to a day out in distant Zürich to visit the wholesalers as she had to do some shopping for her boutique. I arrived safely, dressed in my normal going out dress of jeans and my nicest blouse. The jeans were this time black (my dress colour). My stepdaughter has good taste and knew what would be ideal for mummy Pat. Unfortunately sizes were not mummy Pat sizes, but we were successful and one pair of modern trousers actually existed in my size. The rest seemed to be made for people with model sizes on the cat walk, you know tall, bony and flat. I am tall, and everything else exists only in my dreams. We did find a nice black jacket in the outlet shop my step had, one of those places with things that do not sell well because of strange sizes.

The photo shows one of these shops where there was no danger incurred of trying things twenty times until you might find something that fits. It was specialised in fashion jewellery and handbags. Actually I was not hunting for a handbag, but step daughter found a bag that would be super, take it. It was a very modern blue colour and I must admit it was very nice. Not really something for a wedding reception, but step daughter said “you must have it” and so I did. This was a year ago but I am still gathering compliments when I use it. It was a shoulder bag similar to the blue bag at the front of the picture on the right hand side.

Eventually I bought a matching blouse at a shop in our local town, specialised in oversize sizes. It was ideal and probably made with elefant woman in mind. I was ready for the occasion, and breathed a sigh of relief. I could show myself again in public. Mr. Swiss was also dressed nicely, but somehow he did not seem to have so many problems putting his wardrobe together. Are men better organised, or is it just a woman thing. I even squeezed my feet into higher heels and as I was mainly sitting and not walking so much, there was no problem with moving.

My best confidence outfit is something in the line of athletic shoes, Adidas, Puma, Nike, I do not care about the name, they just have to be comfortable. This usually combined with jeans and a t-shirt and I am ready to show myself in public. I notice with the years that not only the clothes sizes increase, but also feet sizes. I used to be able to squeeze my dainty fairy feet into a size 40 (European sizes), but I can be lucky today if size 43 fits. Are they making shoes smaller, or are my feet stretching? I do chance a fashionable shoe now and again (flat), but have discovered that I now have to insert a support inside at the heel to make my feet look less flatter than they actually are. Of course high heels are now out, with my 1m 75 it is not recommended. Thank goodness my sons are taller than I am. With luck I will shrink in my old age, most people do.

All this talk about confidence outfit is silly in any case. I am brimming over with confidence and do not need an outfit to compensate. My voice and my aura prove it. I suppose I do stand out in the crowd (with my adidas and t-shirt). Of course I also have a home dress, I am sure most of us do. Something nice and loose, comfortable and in summer I even wear shorts (but only at home). My outside dress more in the Capri trouser line of things (if I find my size).

Just a small word to the improvements made on our daily prompt blogging page. Yes, we now have a page showing the daily prompts as they arrive http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/ for those that has not yet found it. Things are looking up. One of my annoying complaints was answered and it seems pingbacks have now been enabled for weekly challenge and photo challenge. I am sure daily post is on the list for the next correction. Things can only get better.

Daily Prompt: You Sexy Thing

Sexy Pingbacks might arrive later

Daily Prompt: Third Rate Romance

Tell us your funniest relationship disaster story.

It's lunch time said the spider

This was a relationship disaster story but who is to blame? “Come into my web, said the spider to the fly” and the fly did what it was told and eventually was eaten by the fly. I have never eaten my third rate romances, and to be honest my method was just do not turn up for the next date. No-one hurt and embarrassment saved all around, although there is a little story……..

It was many moons ago, I was twenty-one years old (I think) and spending my first year in Switzerland. I did not know many people in Zürich, but had contact with other English girls in the Basel area. The Easter holiday was approaching and we had a brilliant idea on the Thursday before Good Friday “let’s spend Easter in Venice”. I was game for anything at that age, no problem, so we arrange to meet at Basel Station to board the night train to Venice. We had not booked a hotel, not booked anything, although two of the English friends did have male contact in Venice, nothing serious, but at least something.

We pulled in at Milan station in the early hours of the morning to change trains. We were hungry, wanted to visit a place for our recycling processes and was glad for a break in the journey: an interesting experience Milan station toilets. There are two entrances one for men and one for women, that both meet in the same place: however, ladies to the left and men to the right, so we were separated. Eventually we boarded our train to Venice sharing the compartment meant for eight people, with ten others. Yes, it was crowded, but was very helpful for developing the Italian language.

We eventually arrived in Venice, boarded a water bus and met a young man who knew exactly the best pension to stay at. I must admit he was good, an excellent hotel, clean, not too expensive and of course he earned his percentage of the deal. So there we were four young ladies in Venice and ready to go.

Two of my colleagues decided to search for their acquaintances and I departed with another girl to see the sights (mostly of the male sort). We eventually met two young gentlemen (I think they were Austrian) and we embarked on a water bus to the Lido. We spent a couple of hours with them and made an appointment to meet in the afternoon at three at the local water bus station. On the previous evening we had met two young Italian sailors, with uniform and everything. They invited us to the evening meal in a lovely Italian restaurant. Genuine Italian food, somewhere near the fish market They showed us the sights and unknown to myself (or was it me – life can get so confusing) a further appointment was made at the local water bus station (at three). In the meanwhile our other two friends arrived at our hotel and told us that they had met their friends who actually lived in Venice and were invited, all of us for the afternoon, meeting them at the local (you know it – at three in the afternoon).

I hope you are with me, it was very confusing, even for us. We departed from the hotel, all four of us for the local water bus station and met the friends of the friends who live in Venice, so we were now 4 young English girls, dressed to kill, accompanied by some young Italian Romeos. On the way we had docked in at a bar to encourage the atmosphere. The young men living in Venice were very nice. As I was the only one who actually spoke the lingo, I noticed a few darts of jealousy shooting from the eyes of the two friends that knew the locals.

So we arrived at the local water bus station. Yes, there were also two Austrians waiting, two Italian sailors and we four English girls arrived, accompanied by the Venetian friends of our friends. Luckily our stood-up colleagues from the Italian navy and Austria were not armed with knives and did not attack us, although I believe there were some negative insults issued. Who cares, we were young and carefree and as long as we were not paying.

We spent the afternoon (and evening) with the Venetian friends. One thing I noticed. When you enter an apartment block in Venice the entrance is full of rubbish, an unused rusty fountain and generally everything looking like a ruin. When you enter the apartment itself (and mama and papa were also there), it is a palace. Hightly polished wooden floors, clean windows and a laid table with all the Italian heart’s desires, as well as a few bottles of vino to help with the thirst.

And now for something completely different. I am still at war with the WordPress experts and their new great system that no-one seems to understand, except for the few chosen ones whose words of praise get through the comment filter. I now have a queue with two comments waiting for consideration. If I am not here tomorrow and just a blood stained empty page shows for the daily prompt – you know why.

Daily Prompt: Third rate Romance

Romantic Pingbacks

http://adityaviyer.com/2014/04/14/third-rate-romance/

http://agarmontconfession.com/2014/04/14/worst-dates-ever/

http://chasingdestino.com/2014/04/14/screw-you-babette-daily-post/

http://justvisitingthisplanetblog.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/not-looking-at-you-not-looking-at-me/

http://easterellen.com/2014/04/14/this-was-not-a-date/

http://gatitaoscura.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/strobe/

http://lindaswritingblog.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/daily-post-third-rate-romance/

http://seriouslyididntknow.com/2014/04/14/california-love/

http://itsmayurremember.wordpress.com/2014/04/15/breaking-romantics/

http://dailymusing57.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/daily-prompt-dating-disaster/

http://marthakennedy.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/my-elusive-beloved/

http://www.pghlesbian.com/2014/04/dating-disasters-that-make-me-really-appreciate-10-years-with-ledcat/

http://stellawilliamsauthor.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/lost-in-translation/

http://shameport.wordpress.com/2013/09/27/falling-fancy/

http://flashinthepanwritings.wordpress.com/2014/04/15/53/

http://afsheenanjum.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/i-was-nuts/

http://charronschatter.com/2014/04/14/mud-gets-in-your-eyes/

http://wisskko.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/before-it-started/

http://theoriesinthought.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/i-would-love-him/

http://thebohemianrockstarpresents.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/my-average-romantic-excursion/

http://arlsworld.wordpress.com/2014/03/02/my-date-with-a-modern-samurai-warrior/

http://johnthecatfish.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/sake-bombed/

http://vanessavachon.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/my-favorite-break-up/

http://latebloomerliz.com/2014/04/14/third-rate-romance/

http://professoradrstilettorockstar.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/daily-prompt-third-rate-romance/

http://knowledgeaddiction.wordpress.com/2014/02/14/my-first-crush/

http://lindasbiblestudy.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/daily-post-third-rate-romance/

http://criticaldispatches.com/2014/04/14/third-date-tips-to-fall-in-love-with-each-other/

http://ubecute.com/2014/03/21/cinderella/

http://thehalfandhalfblog.com/2014/04/14/stillsingle/

http://basicallybeyondbasic.com/2014/04/14/daily-prompt-third-rate-romance/

http://kansamuse.me/2014/04/14/third-rate-romance/

http://kate0murray.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/the-disaster/

http://samsonlinejournal.com/2014/04/14/dating-by-numbers/

http://onezerozerozero.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/love-kills/

http://wp-cron.com/2014/04/14/third-rate-romance/

http://averildean.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/drip/

http://greenembers.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/one-sweet-night-at-club-vindaloo/

http://shardsofsilence.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/doomed-love/

http://corinthialynne.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/post-a-day-third-rate-romance/

http://fibijeeves.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/third-rate-romance-surprise/

http://muddyrivermuse.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/plan-b/

http://elizabeth1813.wordpress.com/2014/04/14/matchmaker-matchmaker/

 

Daily Prompt: Can’t Get It Out Of My Head

Have you ever become obsessed with something? Tell us about something that captivates your attention like nothing else.

Tulips

At the moment I am a little obsessed with my new fantastic tulips that I planted some time in autumn. I decided, being a golden oldie, it is time to cut back the back-breaking pains and aches of replanting a garden show annually. Perennials are the new theme for my garden. You plant them once and they appear regularly every year with no problems. No more digging on your knees, no more preparing flower beds, just a single planting session and nature takes care of the rest. To ensure that my flower show would be worthy of a position in the world’s Switzerland’s best, I chose a tulip that would emblazon a trail in the memory, leave a marker in the landscape – at least in my landscape.

I planted two sorts, in harmonizing colours and very tall: this is the tallest type in the photo, the smaller, but also big, are not yet ready to blossom in their full glory, but are well on their way.

Of course I am also captivated with Mr. Swiss who attracts my attention like nothing else, but as that goes without saying I will not bore you all with the facts. Let it be sufficient that we have put up with each other for the past 46 years and probably will continue to do so (unless, of course, Brad Pitt might ….. – no forget it).

So, being a person full of obsessions, I am not yet finished of course. I could tell you all how I am currently obsessed with the “great new look of the daily post”, but as my comment No. 3, which I posted yesterday, is still waiting for moderation, perhaps I have overstayed my welcome. I just happened to mention that I am still waiting for the great new form of posting Pingbacks and made a threat comment that I might give up with the daily prompt. This does not seem to have had an impact on the WordPress team. They are not shaking in their shoes or tearing their hair out in frustration, knowing that Mrs. Angloswiss might leave the group forever, so I am slowly giving up. I no longer receive my daily e-mail with the latest subject of the prompt. If you cannot beat them, join them, although it is becoming increasingly difficult to join when you cannot find them in this “great new look of the daily post”. Something has come to my obsessed brain’s attention. There are an average of 50-60 submissions on the daily prompt since the new design, there used to be at least 80-90, or am I wrong? Many familiar names are no longer there, but….. the Russians are still appearing regularly. Perhaps they might take over eventually – I will have to start learning the language again.

There is a danger that even Vladimir Putin might want to infiltrate Europe. There was an interesting article in the local Swiss Sunday Newspaper today (Solothurner Zeitung). There used to be a law in Switzerland, many moons ago, that every household should have emergency rations in case of a war, famine or other such catastrophes. Over the years this law was either forgotten or deemed unnecessary. I do not know, it was before my time in this land of banks, cheese and cows. Anyhow a politician, a military man (of course) said this should be re-inactivated. It seems with the threats from other countries, we might be under siege. So Swiss citizens are now emptying the shelves in the local supermarket. Supplies of oil, lentils, chocolate, coffee, tea and basic essentials for survival are being bought, although I am not really a fan of lentils. There are also ready boxes of immediate Swiss Cheese fondue that can be bought, which would be more patriotic and more to my taste.

Yes we Swiss are ready, when Mr. Putin and his army arrives at the Swiss borders we will beat them, being a country of strapping William Tell lookalikes armed with our crossbows and Swiss Fondue protecting the borders. We do have a Swiss army, but the regulars only serve three weeks per year until they have fulfilled their quota, so it will depend who is serving. Room at the barracks might be limited. At least we will have no problem with attack by sea. We have no sea, no ocean, just a few lakes and they are reserved for our tourists. I am not sure about the Swiss Navy, I think we have one ship sailing around the ocean, probably registered in Liberia.

Of course the Swiss Airforce is not to be ignored, although at the moment we have just bought a few new planes from the Swedish which are still being tried out. I am not sure how far this project is, but there was a flight of one or two being watched by a crowd of Swiss armed with their cameras. Otherwise this model, known as Gripen, Swedish,  is still mainly on the drawing board. I found this link on Internet Vote for your New Airforce Plane and it seems the democratic Swiss will be voting on this issue on 18th May. We had better hurry up, Mr. Putin is ready to pick up his fortune on his Swiss numbered bank account.

On these wise words I will now leave you to ponder about my tulips, the great new look of the daily post and the Swiss Vote on 18th May for their new aircraft (not forgetting Mr. Swiss who is now on a comfortable chair in the sun, with his iPoddy thing in the ears listening to the latest jazz and reading his iPad – we are very “I” everything at home). My iCat is just preparing for an afternoon sleep on the chair opposite.

Daily Prompt: Can’t Get It Out Of My Head

Pingbacks may follow tomorrow morning Swiss Time, if I find them, if I have the time to work it out, and if they still exist in this great new look of the daily post.

Daily Prompt: When Will I Be Loved?

Have you dreamt of becoming famous? What would your claim to fame be? Comedy? Acting? Writing? Race car driving? Go!

Dandelion Head

Which romantic souls remember the game with the dandelion seed head: pulling out the little stalks “She/He loves me, She/He loves me not” etc. When I was a kid I would do it, but today I just try a macro photo, times change.

Times change so much, that I am seriously thinking about this daily prompt thing. Not only have WordPress changed everything, but slowly I wonder if I no longer love them as much as I did. I can no longer do my Pingbacks, to show everyone how much I appreciate their contributions to the daily prompt due to the new fantastic, spectacular changes.WordPress tell me that they are working on it, and so am I, but without any success up to now. We have now gone deep Orange, in case you have not noticed it. Not that I mind a change of colour, it is a trade mark. The only problem being that everything else should function as normal.

Yesterday, I received an e-mail from WordPress inviting me to join The Commons for Blogging 101: Zero to Hero where you have “a private space where you can seek feedback, share ideas, and have conversations with another out of the public eye”. This is apparently a very private place. Very enticing and so I made my way to join. Perhaps I might meet Brad Pitt privately in that secret place. If WordPress calls you, you go, but there is a little problem – for me. I have to do the two step authentication thing, so I made my way and found I must upload the Google Authenticator on the App Store on my iPhone. No problem, but what is this thing, and do I really want or need it? It is added protection from the evil Trojans and spies in the Internet World, the ones that steal your password and carry out threats leading to death and destruction of your most private intenet secrets. Do I want this app, do I need this app? I am still thinking about it, but up to now have not reached a decision. Do I want to join this Commons for Blogging 101 etc. etc.? Up to now I have survived without this, so I think I will continue to survive for the time being.

At the same time I am being bombarded with reminders from the renewal service that my WordPress domain subscription will be up for renewal shortly. This is not cheap, but being a golden oldie with not many pleasures in life, I am OK with this. The price to pay for a .com.; It is not cheap but the things I do for a www address on my gravestone.

So there we have it. Life can become complicated when you pin all your hopes on a Web Site to climb the steps to fame in the world of literature, and even photography. You have to give a lot a little to arrive where you want to go. I do not dream of becoming famous, I am famous, at least in my own four walls. My felines find me famous for regularly emptying their litter tray. Mr. Swiss has put me on a pedestal for my five star menus and that I have not poisoned him after 46 years of marriage. I am famous for my knowledge of the English language in the area where I live, which is not surprising as I live amongst the Swiss German speaking population. I am also famous for speaking Swiss German with a strange accent and making grammatical mistakes when talking. The main thing is that I am understood.

So please bear with me when my daily prompt works do not 100% meet with the demands of the WordPress powers. I like to have fun, but with a bombardment from a Google app and a newly designed web presentation, the fun side of things is gradually fading in the world of WordPress innovation. Of course, this is all in the name of “staying on top”. I should not complain. Facebook has gone through so many changes since I belong, that I no longer have enough fingers to count them.

I think I dedicate this daily prompt to WordPress. They are becoming famous for changing my quiet life and transforming it into excitement, chaos and bringing a new surprise every day. Yesterday I found the daily prompt with no problem. Today I had to search, steer through a strange page displaying prompts from last year until I found where I should have been in the first place (all in dark orange of course).

And now I will lay my computer to rest, my garden is calling with some weeds. Tomorrow I will be back, same place, same time – if I find my way in the new and sensational WordPress jungle. I have a feeling that I am not loved so much by the WordPress Gurus at the moment. They even refused to approve one of my comments on their notification “The Daily Post has a great new look”, but I submitted a second comment, perhaps somewhat milder than the first and it got through.

Daily Prompt: When Will I Be Loved?

No more pingbacks from me until it works smoothly – sorry

Don’t know if this will work, but complicated Pingbacks that I did not love doing, because too complicated

http://lifeconfusions.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/haters-gonna-hate/

http://lifeisgreat0.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/writing-2/

http://vanessavachon.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/january-1999/

http://kaktpgster.wordpress.com/2014/04/13/in-response-when-will-i-be-loved/

http://myshorttakes.com/2014/04/12/my-most-vivid-dream/

http://pinaynewyorker.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/daily-prompt-when-will-i-be-loved/

http://averildean.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/algorithm/

http://garyholdaway.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/when-will-i-be-loved/

http://balidaily.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/in-two-cuisine/

http://knowledgeaddiction.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/459/

http://eastelmhurstagogo.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/all-the-worlds-a-stage-and-all-the-men-and-women-merely-players/

http://triumphantwings.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/the-words-wont-write-themselves/

http://teepee12.com/2014/04/12/but-i-am-loved-arent-i/

http://myauthoritis.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/happily-unknown/

http://wisskko.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/no-privacy/

http://merakigeek.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/a-to-z-k-is-for-my-loving-and-loved-kids/

http://jitterygt.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/lonely-soldiers/

http://bylrose.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/oblivion-obscurity/

http://sorayajan.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/listen/

http://kate0murray.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/when-will-i-be-famous/

http://urbanintelligents.wordpress.com/2014/04/13/beacons/

http://myjourneyeveryday.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/daily-prompt-when-will-i-be-loved/

http://myatheistblog.com/2014/04/12/when-will-i-be-loved/

http://charronschatter.com/2014/04/12/sounds-write/

http://derekalanwilkinson.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/suicide-no-44-bird-rape-in-spring/

http://raevenlywrites.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/daily-prompt-ill-make-you-famous/

http://thebohemianrockstarpresents.wordpress.com/2014/04/12/we-all-want-to-be-famous/

http://wangsgard.com/post/claim-to-fame-47858/

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Daily Prompt: Have You Never Been Mellow

After a long day at work or school, what are your favorite ways to wind down and decompress?

Romford Cemetery

There is nothing more mellow making as a nice quiet walk over the cemetery. No excitement, no crowds, just peace with the world and a few crows that might be pecking around. The sun reflecting on a few grave stones and words telling you I was here and did it and now am here to stay, with a few stone angels looking on for good measure. Of course, the walk might be a little less mellow in the evening. Towards midnight it could get quite exciting, with all sorts of things happening, but probably just figments of the imagination.

Back to the normal realistic day of a golden oldie, I have no favourite ways of down winding or decompressing, I do not need them. I am cool most of the time. It might be that a little excitement occurs when cleaning the bathroom. I do not like cleaning the bathroom, wiping the tiles and giving everything the shining effect. However, as I do this job regularly, I now have it down to about forty minutes, leaving half an hour spare recuperating time laying on the bed, until the next job begins which would be cooking lunch. I am so downwinded and decompressed after my sleep that cooking a five star menu for Mr. Swiss and me is no problem. Even bacon and eggs become a culinary event. Just serve it with a smile on your face and all problems dissolve: the very essence of mellowness.

Today I did not have a very mellow time. Sometimes things happen that you do not really expect. Yes, WordPress has decided to rejuvenate its organisation. Change is always good; it breaks down the monotony and keeps the little grey cells working. Today my grey cells did overtime. I was no longer mellow just confused. With my strong will and perseverance I think I have now conquered this new system, although it was not broke, so did not have to be renewed really. I suppose these things have to be, to ensure that we all realise that the people on WordPress are not sleeping but fulfilling a hard task of work. I read about 10 different instructions on how to do a pingback. I never had a problem with pingbacks, but to be quite frank I find the new system long winded and complicated. With my gift of html, picked up on a web assistant course, and my Bill Gates lookalike talent, I am sure I will succeed.

My favourite way(s) of winding down and letting off steam would be taking it easy on a bed or on a comfortable chair. I would be reading my latest discovery in the book world. This varies from the supernatural, to an exciting detective novel, a murder story or just a nice cool spy story. It might be that my mind decides to take a rest from the words and thoughts and then my eyes slowly close and I drift off into a world of my own. After lunch I reach the peak of decompression, when I have my golden oldie midday sleep. From 13.00 hours until 15.00 hours I am in a world of sleep. I awake refreshed and ready to tackle my daily prompt, or perhaps a few housewife chores. That is the bliss of being retired – I can choose my next relaxation séance.

In my working days being mellow did not exist in my language. I came home, prepared the evening meal, afterwards sat in a chair and by 9.00 in the evening I was asleep. I never felt alone, as Mr. Swiss was sleeping in the chair next to mine. We were sharing our mellow moments with our eyes closed and probably snoring in unison.

I will now upload this devastating prompt and WordPress has assured me that my link will now be shown in a nice new style. Oh the excitement of the world of blog.

I just noticed that the new pingback style is rubbish, but I have done my best and with time hope to overcome the new stupid layout.

Daily Prompt: Have You Never Been Mellow

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