How many tanned tins of tuna would fit in a tun? Tons? Ten tunas? Ugh! It’s smells fishy in here!
Category: Blogging
I don’t think I have enough finished to show my knitting progress. My shoulder is giving problems so I have been stopping when it hurts. Trouble is, when I sit I need to do something so I end up playing apps on my fire. Boo!
So outside of reading and bingeing some shows, reviews coming, progress has been slow. But turtles win races, right?
The trouble with the breathing tube and swallowing tube and being ADD results in lukewarm coffee spewing from my nose all over the cat and my sweatpants. I’m fine. 🥴
Long time no see. Still processing. Lots of book reviews coming. But for now other things are being processed. And a couple of finished projects.
A few days ago I learned one of my aunts passed. So many emotions, so many things to say. Still finding it hard to put it in my journal or blog.
Sorry I missed you all the last few days.
It worked! By the way, the little balls on either side of the mouse was how much I had to waste until they matched.
I do my Duo while on my stationary bike during the afternoon news.
Well, there’s the hobby progress. Now if I could figure out how to do more on the weekends.
I don’t have any idea what to write. And my mind is so unable to settle so rather than take it down, I’ll go back to the Zen coloring app .
Hopefully, I’ll have more to say tomorrow.
I’m wanting to share quite a bit here. But too many people are involved. Remember how I mentioned the inability to write? Yeah. It came on even stronger. I feel that it is time to write a whole new chapter in my memoir. At least for my adult children to know more about their father. Not the bad times . They already knew all that. But about fun times. Laughter. The stuff I fell in love with.
Writing the first part of my book for a NaNo challenge a while back, really helped me feel better about my life. Maybe writing the rest can help family.
I’m back on the treadmill and stationary bike exercise times. Yay!
Anyone else have a hard time getting pen to paper or, even blog. I don’t have the strength or whatever to pull out the popcorn thoughts bouncing around since the 28th of January.
Naming it popcorn makes it sound pleasant. And yes, many memories are joyful. But there are deep, sad, angry, hurtful, and emotional vomit.
But all the words won’t hold still. My cursive writes too slow and messy as words don’t spell check or suggest the right words.
And it seems typing it out on the computer or phone is too personal.
Any suggestions to provide a verbal laxative?
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