For a smile as wide as a country sunrise
Good evening everyone on this beautiful fall day. It was sunny and pleasant for fall with a high of 59F, or 15C. I am going to look back at some things from the past now and then, beginning today. I have probably written about some of these things before, but they can be fun to read about anyway, especially like this one which is rather comical and should be looked at in a comical way.
I hope that you enjoy it. Always remember, when I say “the other day”, it could mean just that or it might mean something that happened 20 years ago. I’m kind of different that way. Anyway, let’s get going! I had one of those days the other day. You know the kind. When things just don’t seem to go right. However, when I look at it afterward, it really was funny.

African Violet
Like this one. It really got me laughing just thinking about what happened and what it must have looked like. What did my facial expression look like? That sort of thing. So, speaking of painting. I wanted to paint a bird house. Well, it was mostly painted already. Just needed a few details done to it. The sun was shining that day and it was warm enough on the deck for painting. And it’s safer to paint outside than inside. Normally.
So I opened the can of paint. Carefully. I thought. It was a small can of paint. As I pried the lid off, it flipped up and I tried to catch it. Why, I’m not sure. I grabbed the lid and of course got paint on my hand. In the process of doing this, I knocked the paint can off the little table I was using. I naturally grabbed for the paint can. And stuck my fingers in the paint. Now I have paint on both hands. I didn’t bring a rag out with me. So I wiped my one hand on my shirt.

Another one
Forgot this was not the shirt I normally used for painting. It will be now. Then, a mosquito landed on my face. That is not allowed. Anywhere else is fine. But not my face. So, I swatted the mosquito and got paint on my face. I decided to wash my hands before doing any more. But of course I got paint on the doorknob. Should have used my other hand that I had wiped on my shirt. But why would I do that? That would just make sense, and doing things that make sense is not usually what I do best.
Muffin was watching this from her chair by the door and as I came inside my foot caught on the chair leg. Almost knocking it over. Muffin went flying and I almost join her. I grabbed the chair, naturally. Now there is paint on the chair. Forgot about that. Should have left it alone. The chair wouldn’t have fallen over anyway. It just seems to be a natural reaction to try and grab things. At least for me.

Beautiful summer daisies
Even if the item in question is not breakable, I still want to grab it. Very odd behavior. So, there is a lot of paint going in places it is not supposed to go. And nothing where it should be going. Which was just a little bit of detail painting on that birdhouse. This is not a birdhouse to be used by birds. It’s a table decoration. If I ever get it painted.
When I finally got everything cleaned up and got back to the birdhouse, I found that some of the paint had spilled on it as well. So I had to repaint that side. Therefore I had to wait for another day to finish what I started to do but never did do. One of those days, that’s all. But I have to admit, it was funny. Just thinking about it all. I hope you enjoyed it too. Have a great week everyone and God bless!
Steve. ©2026 Steve McLeod.
We were at Zara’s Club to convince Zara that she should return our girls to us in order to save her own life. It looked like she was going to cooperate but in the end she betrayed us and delivered Anita to our hotel, dead. That didn’t go well for her though as Kat and her Wildcats came in to help us. I decided to take Zara with us until she released our girls, alive, or she would die as well. However, she didn’t like that arrangement and called her men to attack us which was another mistake on her part. Kat and her Wildcats, plus Sky and Angel fought back, easily winning the fight.
So, as we were about to leave with Zara she asked me to wait so she could call her men to release our girls to us. We waited around to make sure it actually happened correctly this time. Sure enough, Misty called and said all 8 girls were delivered to the hotel safely. I told Misty that their clothes were to be tossed in the hotel’s garbage bin outside. Sherry met us at the door with our car but I told Sky to take Angel and go ahead to the hotel to help out there. “Um, Angel should stay here with you and Friskie,” said Sky, “I will go ahead.” And she promptly disappeared. “Disobedient ghost,” I mumbled. “I heard that!” said Sky’s voice. Friskie giggled.
We were soon on our way back to the hotel, but then… “Me Fluffy, green car follow us.” “Lose that car Fluffy,” I said. “Yay, Fluffy lose car fast!” Suddenly our car began speeding down the street, almost flying through the air at one point when we hit a bump. Then the screeching of tires as we turned down another street without slowing down at all, but that other car was keeping up with us. Then Fluffy took us on a series of turns and down a lane with a car coming our way on that same lane!
But Fluffy kept us to the right of that car, narrowly missing a telephone pole and snapping off a couple of fence posts. Other than that we kept going quite nicely. The green car, however, in trying to miss that other car, drove right through a fence and hit a building on the other side of it. So, we continued our journey back to the hotel and prepared to leave, packing quickly and heading to the airport. We didn’t even need to use the Black Wolves this time, which is okay, though I’m sure they would have enjoyed joining in that fight at Zara’s. We were soon in the air and heading back home again.
We did stop and pick up Nico to bring him back with us too in order to keep him safe. Anita’s body is with us too and we will bury her in our own cemetery. Nico thanked us for helping, even though it didn’t turn out the way he had hoped. He didn’t blame us for the death of Anita, which was good, however, I still feel like I’m to blame for her death. I stayed in my cabin for nearly the whole flight home, except for the first 20 minutes as I talked with Nico. Friskie came in to see me after about an hour to make sure I was okay, then she communicated with Jennifer that she was worried about me.
Jennifer didn’t like that, so she communicated with Sky to take Misty and go cheer me up. Sky grabbed Misty and took her into my cabin, then she kicked Friskie out and locked the door. “Why are you locking the door Miss Ghostie?” asked Misty. “How many times have I told you not to call me ghostie?” asked Sky, “I’m going to call you Musty.” “Musty?!” exclaimed Misty. Sky had her back turned to Misty and was giggling quite a lot. Misty then noticed a cup of water and poured it down the back of Sky’s shirt. “I’m soaked,” said Sky. “Go change,” said Misty. “My clothes are out there,” she said, “I mean, down there.”
“Angel has some in her carry on bag,” said Misty. Sky disappeared. “Finally, she’s gone,” said Misty with a sigh, “now, Steve, what’s the problem?” “You two are supposed to cheer me up,” I said, “not counsel me, that’s Celestine’s job.” Anyway, Sky and Misty kept it up for a while, insulting each other, Misty trying to throw water on Sky again, without success, and Sky shocking Misty regularly. “Steve, tell her to play fair,” said Misty, “she keeps shocking me and I can’t do anything back to her.”
“She is a rather shocking ghostie,” I said. I meant to say ghost, but since Misty keeps saying ghostie, well, it just came out. When I realized what I said I began to giggle uncontrollably, then chuckle loudly, then bursting out loud laughing! Misty joined in with laughing, though Sky just stood there looking at us and she finally shocked both of us. The rest of the trip was quiet with Celestine, Jewel and Sir Night lying on the bed beside me and just, well, talking. It made me feel a bit better though.
Then Celestine asked why I had been laughing so loudly earlier, so, I told her. She giggled and I began laughing loudly again. “He’s going to regret that,” said Sky frowning. Back home I stayed in the bedroom for 2 days and had the girls bring my meals to me. Finally Jennifer couldn’t take it anymore. “Steve, that’s enough,” she said, “you will eat with the rest of us from now on. You are not responsible for Anita’s death.” ”Zara called my bluff and killed Anita,” I said, “that makes it my fault.”
“There’s no way you could have known what she would do,” she replied, “and Nico doesn’t blame you, he knows it was Zara who ordered the killing. He said it’s the price of being in a criminal family, even though neither of them were involved in anything. Oh, he wants to join us too.” “Hey, that’s great,” I said, “we can always use more men on this team. I will talk with him tomorrow and send him over to Aari for training.” I then got up and immediately began to feel dizzy, falling to the floor unconscious…
To Be Continued. ©2026 Steve McLeod.