There you are. Folded sheets, one is a fitted sheet, the other is a flat sheet. Good job. I can hardly tell the difference, can you? My mind went roaming. Scenario One: Women world wide are complaining that they can’t fold a fitted sheet. Scenario Two: Women world wide are complaining that they can’t have their share, at least fifty percent, of the planes to fly.

Do they overlap? I doubt that many who like to fold fitted sheets are wanting to fly a plane.

Right here I have to stop a bit, remembering Kamala’s thrill when she discovered what a Venn Diagram was. At least she laughed, I guess she was was thrilled. Probably she had just discovered her qualifications as VIP. She would have liked all those intertwined circles. One circle for woman; one for black; one for Indian, one for Asian.

She has no circle for sheet folding – either flat or fitted.

Another aside. I was rather thrilled when the woman-piloted jets flew over the Super Bowl. Okay, I am a bit more gender conscious than I have claimed to be.

Back to my thoughts on sheets.

I will get a roll of tape (noun) and tape (verb) these sheets and pillow slips together with packaging tape and off to Goodwill they will go. There they will probably be unfolded and put in laundry. Could have saved my time, but then I would have had no time to think “sheet thoughts” today.

Neither would I have used the word “tape” as noun and verb which will give me double applause for using it on the Linda G Hill’ s Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Let me see how this works in a Venn Diagram. Two circles overlapping. Noun in one end, verb in other end. No! I have nothing for the middle! Hold it right there. I judged myself too harshly. There is a sentence with both words in it. That works for the middle.


Linda, thanks for doing the work to hold this group together.

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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  1. willowdot21 says:

    Well you’ve got it taped (past tense verb) you made me smile 😊

    • oneta hayes says:

      A success for my day! I see we have something in common with a new life after the one we before that split second. I have found that God was moving me from one glory to another. No complaints (I say in the midst of my complaining.) Thanks for the comment.

  2. granonine says:

    Sometimes nonsense makes great sense 🙂

  3. Well you know what they say about those who can actually fold fitted sheets 🧙🏻🧙🏻‍♀️
    I am envious however🥰

  4. As my students used to say …
    “Say what?”

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