Category Archives: ETHEL & CHERYL

The Wheel

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“No, not going to Navy Pier and getting on that damn ferris wheel.”
“Come on, Cheryl, please.”
“No, take Betty, she’s the brave one.”
“Betty isn’t in town. Come on, I wanna go.”
“No amount of your begging will get me on that wheel, it scared the hell out of me last time and this one’s taller.”
“Only by forty-eight feet and you survived the last one. Don’t be a baby.”
“Don’t you ‘don’t be a baby’ me, Ethel. No.”
“Cheryl, you admitted you liked it last time. What if I treat you to Gene and Georgetti’s after?”
“Oh, maybe.”

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The Ferris Wheel at Navy Pier in Chicago

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I love Ferris Wheels. I missed this FridayFictioneers photo prompt by my pal Dale Rogerson somehow or I would have had the girls on it last week. I knew they would want to go, well at least Ethel, so I’m writing this now. I see Rochelle is raiding Dale’s photos again to give her writers inspiration. Here are the Ferris Wheel stories. FridayFictioneersFerrisWheelStories

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The Ferris Wheel was invented by George Washington Ferris as America’s answer to the Eiffel Tower for the 1893 World’s Fair in Chicago and was located in the Midway of the White City

THE STONES

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“The Rolling Stones!”
“What?”
“The Rolling Stones, that’s what I thought of when I looked at the photo.”
“That’s crazy, Ethel. Why the Stones, I don’t see Mick?”
“No not them, well I don’t think so. I just thought of rolling, then stones, then The
Rolling Stones. Well, maybe them then.”
“You never cease to amaze me. It’s a pretty interesting thing to see though.”
“What did you see? And don’t say some kind of sewing machine.”
“Spiders.”
“See, I knew it! Why?”
“I thought of spiders spinning webs.”
“That’s weird, Cheryl.”
“Not as weird as The Rolling Stones, Ethel.”

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Writing 100 Words for the FridayFictioneers, and my daughter Ashley, who loves The Stones. A fascinating photo prompt, I would love to see in person, go visit Sandra Crook and she will tell you what it is. Thanks Rochelle for the inspiration this morning. For other stories inspired by this photo go here…

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California Stop

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“Ethel!”, screams Cheryl.
“What?”
“You didn’t stop!”
“Didn’t stop?”
“At the corner, no stop.”
“Yes I did, I always stop at stop signs.”
“No, you were rolling, that doesn’t count as a stop. And the sign says stop.”
“Oh for God’s sake, Cheryl, don’t be so picky. That was enough of a stop. You never yell at Betty when she drives.”
“That’s because Betty always stops at signs. You made a California stop.”
“What are you talking about, we’re in Chicago?”
“That’s what they call a rolling stop. You rolled.”

Ethel sighs as she rolls thru the next stop.

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February 7: Flash Fiction Challenge  The prompt was ‘Signs’… 99 Words, no more, no less.

Call Rick

“I need you to call Rick!!!”
“Ethel, what’s wrong?”
“My car broke, I’m on the expressway.”
“Oh no!” How are you calling me?”
“A man stopped and I’m using his phone. We put the hood up but can’t see anything wrong, that’s why I need Rick.”
“Of course you can’t, I’m surprised you got the hood up.”
“The man did it.”
“I told you not to drive on the expressways, now look where you are.”
“I know where I am, Smarty, on the Kennedy at Damen, now call Rick and have him come save me.”
“Okay, stay where you are.”

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Always fun to see one of my photos used for the prompt at FridayFictioneers. Be sure to check out all the stories prompted by this old Chevy, which was left derelict in the woods many years ago near my daughter’s house on San Juan Island. My story was #79. You can find all the other stories here.

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That Brow Look

“Don’t give me that look.”
“What look?”
“That brow look.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You’re scrunching!”
“What???”
“Your brow is furrowed and that upsets me.”
“Well, maybe you shouldn’t do things that cause me to furrow.”
“Right, my bad.”

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Want to take part in the WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT? Write a story or poem with just 40 words and send it to Sammi Cox.

Yes, the girls are back. Who else?

Foundations Please!

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Ainsworth’s is the last of the old line department stores in Chicago.

One cannot blame the young man in the green blazer for looking perplexed when Ethel, upon stepping into the elevator, asks for ‘foundations’.
“Oh for God’s sake, Ethel, just say girdles! Foundations is what our grandmothers called them.”
In a whisper, “I didn’t want to say it out loud, Cheryl.”
“He’s going to think you want to go down. I’m pretty sure we need to go up.”
“Okay! Girdles please young man.”
“Ladies Undergarments, Fourth Floor, right away Madam.”

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Want to take part in the WEEKEND WRITING PROMPT? Write a story or poem with just 91 words and send it to Sammi Cox.

Going Green

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PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

Going Green… a Drabble for FriFic…A telephone rings in Chicago… 

“Hi, Cheryl. Guess what, I’m going green.”

“Green?”

“Yep, I’m turning over a new leaf, no pun intended. I’m a recycler now.”

“Oh really? How long have you been green?”

“Three days. I’m building a compost pit too and need some help digging. I’ll need some worms.”

“Wait a minute. I’m not touching any worms, and what do they have to do with going green?”

“Less stuff in the landfill, the worms eat the stuff you put in the pit and make fertilizer or something like that.”

“Ethel, you have one planter box in your window.”

“I know, exciting huh?”

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This story is dedicated to my sister Mariya…

Crime Under an Assumed Name

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Crime Under an Assumed Name… a drabble for FriFric

“Cheryl, it’s Ethel. I need to come over and see a show.”
“Well, hello to you too, Ethel. What show has got you in a lather now?”
“CB Strike, it’s on Cinemax.”
” Why do you have to watch at my house, you have Cinemax?”
“I dropped it when I decided not to watch television.”
“Oh, but it’s okay to watch TV at my house? Why this show?”
“It was written by the lady who wrote Harry Potter.”
“JK Rollings, why haven’t I heard of it.”
“She used a fake name, Robert Galbraith, British crime story.”
“Okay, I like those.”

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Somehow I missed that one back in 2012, Rochelle, I was pretty regular back then. I’ll make up for it now. Thanks to J Hardy Carroll for the prompt.

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How Many Does It Take…

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 How Many Does It Take… a Drabble for FriFic

“Hi, Cheryl, it’s me, Ethel. I have a big favor to ask.”

“Ask away, Ethel?”

“Do you remember my new chandelier?”

“I wouldn’t exactly call it a chandelier, but go on.”

“It burned out, I was wondering if you could help me.”

“Is this one of those ‘how many does it take to change a light bulb’ jokes?”

“No, this is serious. Would you come over and hold me up so I can put a new one in? I’ll be quick.”

“Oh for God’s sake. How bout I bring my ladder and hold you so you don’t fall off?”

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100 Words from a photo prompt by Dale Rogerson, check out her stories, and of course everyone else at Friday Fictioneers!  

THE REMODEL

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THE REMODEL… Six Sentence Stories

She had telephoned full of excitement, the work finally finished, the long wait over, her complaining turned to exuberance, and Cheryl was on her way over to see Ethel’s new kitchen remodel.

Cheryl was determined to be supportive, no matter what, in spite of Ethel’s half-baked decorating ideas.

“Ta da, what do you think?”

Can lights in the ceiling illuminated black lacquered cabinets with polished brass handles, highlighting opalescence tile walls, floor and sweeping counter tops.

Gasping, Cheryl took a step back, leaned against the door jamb for support, and asked her friend what she was seeing.

“Marble, Cheryl, marble.”

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This week’s cue is MARBLE

 

 

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