Rewards of two days of 2 mile walks three angles of the same sunset
And finishing this cute little guy:
Life is good.
Category: Blogging
What would be your ideal fantasy way to spend Monday?
With all that has been going on with moving in my son, today we took the dog for a walk. It was fun to chat and stroll. Perfect Monday.
What one person that you are out of contact with would you like to say thank you to?
My grandmothers and aunts. Every one of them gave me gifts to be grateful for. My maternal grandmother was a spitfire a tiny giant. My paternal grandmother (who I think I look like most) a warm hospitable woman with a sense of humor that lasted far past her Alzheimer’s. My maternal aunts who taught me to knit, crochet, sew, and to want and love children. I think of them every day! My paternal aunts, one inspired my desire to learn German and encouraged me in ways I didn’t even realize until I got older. Another of my paternal aunts feels near all the time. Her sense of humor, like her mother’s and love that just never ended. Her daughter shines the same love.
There are so many other aunts and ALL my wonderful cousins–What you wanted ONE person? Can’t narrow it down!
Oh, and we haven’t started on friends… If this wasn’t so public I would mention each and every one. I love you all!
List your favorite toys or games as a kid?
Swimming pool. Does that count? Okay, pogo-stick, jacks, twirling on the bars at school, swinging, oh how I miss swinging. Hula hoop, biking, wiggle-waggle board, BOOKS,oh, and swimming. Other things I loved are pictured above.
What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Going through all the pictures of the games and toys made me smile. Thinking of my awesome life makes me smile.
Thank you Cee for this fun way to explore our worlds. Check out her site: Cee’s Photography.
I forgot there was a prompt for today. In fact, I have a few of them. One from Linda G. Hill for Stream of Consciousness Saturday and the other two from a friend on a writing group on FaceBook. In that order: In other words, Rabbit, Rabbit, and Errant. (Thanks, M)
Well, this nearly writes itself, doesn’t it? Except rather out of order.
Rabbit, Rabbit = Bunnies! In other words, these two rabbits get together as adult rabbits do and, possibly they leave the party rather errant in their mission. Must I spell it out? The horse would have died? They used to use rabbit urine or something to prove pregnancy. Oh, heck, I need to look this up.
Okay, didn’t want to lose the stream in that–quick look up a pregnant woman’s urine would cause the rabbit to ovulate. Didn’t get far into the horse part as I felt an unfairness going on. What? To prove the human woman is pregnant the poor bunny had to endure the horniness of ovulation? How fair was that to the poor bun-bun? I fear my stream is spilling over the edges of propriety here. I will be considered errant if I follow almost any thought patterns beyond this point.
On the other hand, this sent me on a stream of research then into stream of horses for menopause. Oh, how errant can this stream go? I think I should have quit. In other words, never mind!
I watch this show every year. Thinking about how if I just apply myself to something assuming I never have to stop I could become proficient. Now that my piano is in the living room I need to get rid of all the psychic garbage that keeps me from it and just do it like every day is Groundhog’s Day. Think of the things we could learn if we just followed Phil.
What a joyous January! <—Wednesday’s 1-Liner
This was an especially wonderful day. There was a meeting of the Hat Huggers. The chairperson rattled off how many charities our comfort items went to. It was very impressive.
Here is where I get to shine my nails on my chest. (And if I can’t on my blog where can I?) After the meeting our chairperson told me that the sheriff was very impressed with my stuffed animals and dolls. They were able to release them here locally to children in need and could I make lots more? I felt flattered but more, I felt I am useful. When you are in pain you wonder. But my distraction from the pain is going to a very good cause. I leave January happy. <—Jot
It has been a lot of fun participating in Just Jot It January. I hope I can keep up with writing every day. Having a one word prompt helps keep me writing. Thank you, Linda G. Hill!
I couldn’t think of any food that I could call Scrumptious. All I could come up with is
and
A soft yummy yarn can make my whole body relax and want to dive into it. Maybe that is my fibro that finds so many fabric of my clothes hurtful. Warm, lovable, delicious yarn makes me happy.
But that goes for colors.
Deep green forests
Deep blue oceans
or
This sweetie–most scrumptious and not in a burrito!
(I’m mostly vegetarian now, but as a teen I went to a mission in Mexico and the other teens there asked how we liked out burritos and then informed us that they were made with perro. Sadly, I found them delicious.)
Only one more day of Just Jot It January. I can say I loved the prompts that kept me writing something everyday. I must find something that keeps me this motivated. Thank you, Linda G. Hill.
Judy Martin gave us this prompt: “Scrumptious.” Here’s her link: https://www.judyedwinamartin.com/
Well, here I am trying hard to get my writing done before midnight. Seems I am the Midnight Writer! That is a cool name! In fact, I think it is
Sadly it is in use. Of course! And then I thought, ‘What about MidKnight Writer?’ that’s using last night’s prompt with this one. But it is taken, too. Oh, well.
For those of you who are curious, that might not know yet, my son and his other siblings got here with half of his stuff. The siblings left (are safely home) and we are getting the house in order. In two weeks there has to be another trek down (8-hour drive) to pick up the rest and clean out his father’s apartment and then the 8-hour trek back only to unpack and figure out where the rest goes. The good of that is I get to see my other kids. The scary is everyone on the road so long. It will be nice to be finished with the move and everyone safely back where they belong.
So far the weather has been
for this crazy
The bewitching hour is at hand and I am too tired to care!
Just Jot It January is courtesy of Linda G. Hill.
Our fantastic prompt is from Jill. See at her blog, “J-Dubs Grin and Bear It,” Here’s her link: https://jilywily.wordpress.com/
You can keep your knight in shining armor. I prefer my knight who makes everything shiny. (Dishes, kitty litter, cleaning toilet, etc.) Cause I am so tired from the last few days. By the way, offspring arrived delivering oldest and much of his stuff after midnight last night. Had the merest of good visits. Delivering offspring drove back home (are safe in their own homes) and #1 son is here and bought us who were still here pizza. We mostly took today off. Too tired. Tomorrow is another day. Oh, in two weeks we need to travel back and get more of the stuff and clean the apartment. Maybe by then, this place won’t look like box city! Please forgive this mishmash of a blog I can barely type.
Find out about the Just Jot It January and the prompt here.
After a week of moving things from one room to another and then to have more coming to move in, I feel I am incapable of movement. I so want to just hide in the bed and recuperate. Yet we find out that not everything got brought up so another trip in is the works and more moving. And they haven’t even got here yet. Son #2 said they thought it would be about 10 PM. I didn’t want to put off the Just Jot It January and Stream of Consciousness Saturday. I’ve been doing this too late every day anyway. Most of the time lately it is after midnight.
Sometime tonight I expect to see something like this pull into my driveway:
Well, minus the chicken and dog. They are already here. My brain and body hurt thinking about it. At least I get to see my adult offspring for a night and one is staying. Yay! Next week I expect to slow down and loom knit or knit and visit with my son.
This has been an amazing month. Just like last year, I have managed to write on my blog every day. I think the thing that kept it interesting is the prompts Linda G. Hill kept posted and ready for the rest of us. Thank you, Linda!
Take a look at that object. That is my address. I know it looks like a musical instrument that I learned how to play, a bit, when I was in junior high, sixth grade I think. You might even think of it as my own TARDIS. Though it is rather a variable, sometimes bigger on the inside but soon smaller than the inhabitants.
If I’ve counted correctly, I have lived in 21 addresses. Maybe four of them are just the right size. But with family and a few friends and four-leggeds, the insides of these places grow and shrink at the oddest rates. Can you hear the music of the bellows?
When we moved here three Autumns ago, the living room was empty. It has squares of carpet that made me want to play hop-scotch or dance there was so much room. I had my own piano room/hobby room and most of the time I enjoyed that room, but Winter came. Hear the music as we moved into the bedroom to save the electric bill. So that room started collecting things that didn’t fit in the bedroom.
When Spring came, I looked forward to company coming. With no living room furniture, I felt sad. But a kind soul found us sofas and soon the living room had friends and family. I liked working out there where the soft sofas called me. So the piano room is used less.
Suddenly, my son is in a situation where he needs somewhere to live. So this week I’ve been busy pulling books and things out of that room and trying to find homes for everything that was in there. So remember the empty living room? Boxes! Piano! Bookshelves!
So the address has taken the squeezing–push the button on the top if you don’t want to hear the music! Or is that my accepting sigh? I haven’t seen my son for years! So I am happy to see him and think it will be fun to have him around. Just, oh there’s the sigh again, sad to see the space squish. At least this address is full of space outside, and lots of sky!
Just Jot It January is Linda G. Hill’s baby.
John Holton’s prompt is “Address.” You can visit John at his blog, “The Sound of One Hand Typing,” Here’s his link: https://thesoundofonehandtyping.wordpress.com/
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