Short story number one

Here is my first short story written in Feb of last year (2009)...love to my Mammaw!! Rest in peace!

My Mammaw used to email me every once in a while and would use the heading “this n that.” She told me about the goin’ons around town and anything else on her mind.
As most know, I like to ramble on about most anything. I actually realize that for some, coming to my office may mean being held captive for a while listening to my theories on just about anything...politics, entertainment, pizza...you name it, I like to talk about it (well, except for mechanical stuff...pretty unfamiliar with that!).
In any case, I hope that you do not mind if I indulge myself a little bit and rattle on about this ’n’ that.
This month, I have decided that I would discuss origami. Origami: the art of driving myself crazy by attempting to turn a piece of paper into a beautiful swan. Yep. I know that some people can almost instantaneously turn their typo-laden piece of paper into a work of art. If you are one of those...I am happy for you...really. If you are not, you must understand the frustration I feel for this seemingly simple act of folding. I mean, we can fold our towels and our bed linens just fine. Granted, I do not make a 300 thread count bird or a terry cloth 983 point star: but I CAN fold. This origami, though, makes me feel so inept, so inadequate and helpless.
As I type I have attempted to once again create a beautiful swan-like creature out of 25 pieces of paper from my recycle bin. Instead of 25 beautiful swans I have created a little minion of mutant, partially-winged paper balls with no recognizable resemblance to swans.
Maybe, someday I will try again. Most likely though I will continue to fold my towels and linens and let my paper become cat litter…that I can do. :)