September Writing Challenge: Prompt #8:
Let It Be Known
Let it be known... that I’m starting to get old and loud. Daisy always tells me how loud I am when I say something embarrassing. This wasn’t supposed to happen to me. I swear I’m speaking discreetly!
Let it be known... that I found out recently that I’m older than the Vice President of the USA.
(My friend Julie says wait until you’re older than an apostle! That doesn’t really happen, does it?)
Let it be known... that the other day I went up to my room and found this:
Eva had to write a letter to the president in school last year, and he sent back a (mass produced) response and a photo of himself.
Yes, this is the photo that he chooses to send the children.
Let it be known... that social media is now full-on mocking the neutral colors (primarily gray) home trend of the 2010's. As I get older, I'm getting more and more annoyed by the existence of trends. I wish we all did what we truly liked. How interesting would it be if we stripped away popularity and fads and everyone dressed/decorated/ate how they really wanted to?
The thing is, I loved the neutral trend! I could change color schemes so easy with pillows, a rug, or shelf decor without changing the entire room. If I was loving green for a season, I could add green! If I was loving pink, I could add pink! All of my holiday decor worked. Fall had orange accents. Christmas had red accents. And I never had to try and make it work with a blue wall or green carpet.
Why are we mocking it? It was genius!
Let it be known... that if zombies were real I would just be one. I watch all these folks on TV working so hard to not become zombies, and I'm like why? Just bite me. I'm too lazy to stay human. Becoming a zombie would eliminate all levels of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, and I could just hunt, kill, and infect the remaining humans to make their lives as easy as mine.
Let it be known... that corn on the cob should be eaten with the tiny end to the left, moving from left to right like you're reading a book.
Also let it be known that corn on the cob is one of the best things to eat on this earth (but I have opinions about the kind of corn and when it should be picked - very young, sweet corn is my preference).
Let it be known... that I've decided instead of saying something specific about a person, my way of indicating that I am not a fan will be to declare, "I would not be willing to write their obituary."
Let it be known... that Daisy turned 17 yesterday.











