Mystery Solved

     My good hubby-buddy says he knows the secret of Mona Lisa's smile; her teeth hurt.  Back to the dentist tomorrow.

     Thank you all for your support.  Until the next time, keep a hug on.

 ~ Yaya

It MIGHT Have Worked...

     I'm here!  I'm here!  Let's see if I can remember the basics of blogging.  I can't believe how incredibly busy a person can be.  I did create a game and I truly hope that you will enjoy it.  I love making these games, but my greatest joy comes when others actually play and enjoy the final results.

     So, I'm gonna' make a wild stab at posting this game and see if I can remember how its done.  Now, don't you sit on the other side of this blog and laugh at my efforts, y'hear?  You be sure and tell me if what I post really does look something like a word game.  I'm gonna' feel mighty funny if I'm on this side of my blog, thinking that I have posted a game when, in fact, there is nothing more than a scramble of letters to confuse the eye.  So, help me out, k?

     And finally, here's the game... I hope:

     Yay!    I think.  Did it work?  Did it work?  Are you able to see the game?  Did I remember how to upload a picture so you can see it?  I can't believe it!  I've been so busy and MIA from my blog so much that I wasn't sure if I would remember how things were done.

     Now, remember; you can't sit on the other side of the bloggy world and laugh on accounta' I did it funny.  You gotta' tell me if I messed up, k?  K?  So, go ahead and play the game and lemme' know what you think.  And don't keep it a secret if it looks like something that's not uuuuhhhnmnm, playable.

     And 'til the next time, keep a hug on.

 ~ Yaya

Frogs In The Fog!

     I'm hiding indoors.  Shhhh!  Don't tell.  I don't want that Ol' North Wind to find me.  He's out there, waiting.  Blowin' at about a million miles an hour and lookin' for me.  That's why I'm in here, hiding.  I thought about hiding behind the snow, but its cold out there.  If you see Ol' North Wind, don't you tell 'im where I'm hidin', k?  Maybe someday, you'll wanna' hide from him and I can keep YOUR secret.

     Funny thing about this whole Extended Winter thing... it seems to have put me into a really silly poetry-writing mood.  Naturally, I had to post one of my silly poems, just to show you how the weather is messing with my brain.  One can only hope that you are not having the same problem with unruly weather.

     Someone, pleeeeeeeeze... SAVE ME!  I don't wanna' do Winter Any More.  HEEEEEEEEELLLP!!!

 

Fog Spit

Fleeg, flag, flog,

I think I ate a frog.

The weatherman

Said, "Get your Tan,"

But I'm wrapped up in fog!

I cannot see before me!

I cannot see behind!

But just before I heard a croak,

My mouth was open, wide!

EW, Ptooey!  EW, Ptooey!  EW, Ptooey, SPIT!

I cannot think of other things with Frog Juice on my Lip.

When this fog's gone and I get home, I'll wash and spit and clean.

Until that time, the fog is thick and I just wanna' scream!

     I hope you're surviving winter.  Stay inside, where its warm and cozy.  And, until the next time, keep a hug on.

Yaya