As usual a song jump out at me:
Decades ago I was in this community musical. Just chorus, but it was so fun. Oliver songs make me so happy. Even if singing about poverty, codependency, and stealing don’t seem appropriate topics to have any glee about.
Peck and puck are left over. But Shakespeare did give us the hockey puck, yes?🤣 Okay, be nice. I do have chickens who could peck… the seeds at your feet. Why didn’t this stream take me anywhere? Guess I’ll just pack it in now.
Does ’embrace’ mean {this} or
Well, that was embarrassing
Without notifications, I wouldn’t be online at all. I turn them off on most apps as it is just too much online time. The only ones I respond to are comments. Even then, I’m horrid at keeping up. My eyes still don’t like reading either on the phone or computer.
Sorry my jot needed more. But that was all I came up with.🥺
On days like today you can see clearly that it is the small things that make all the difference.
The small thing I’m referring to today weighted in a little less than 8 pounds, and a head full of hair. I can’t believe it was- um-a long time ago this day. Most of my small things are near or at middle aged. Give a mother a break. Who worked harder that day the birther or birthee? Happy Birthday big guy. Glad we got to talk today
Let’s try an echo from the past. It is Friday. So how about Finishing Friday? Best I could do on short notice.
For a while, I had to do very little as the bottom two knuckles of my left thumb started hurting. It went up my arm, all the joints and into the scapula. So all knitting, crocheting, even violin, and ukulele had to stop. Even the piano hurt when I’d hit notes too hard on the side of the thumb. It made me so sad.
Luckily, it is getting better. But I’m still giving the crochet and the strings a break. Meanwhile, I’m trying morning bed yoga and include hand, arms, and shoulder stretches. That is helping the sciatica stabs, too.
Back to the prompt. I wish I could go somewhere to hear an echo. Somewhere so in Nature and isolated that a whisper would repeat back. It is such a great sensation to live through. I’ve been in caves that had that kind of sound. And the acoustics were so great that when my mom and I sang out it sounded like the most beautiful sound ever.
That’s Carol Burnett singing about my problem.
I can’t even go to town, make phone calls, or answer calls that are not from friends or family. Certainly, even though I took two years of speech, I cannot get up and give a speech. So many things I can’t do because social anxiety can make me all sweaty and shaky. All words leave me.
But I can sing when I have practiced and love the song. I’ve even done some soloing. Just as long as there is a distance between me and the audience, I don’t have to talk to anyone afterward. I’ve loved being in a couple of musicals. Given the chance to exercise my voice and memorize the words, I could work up SHY with gusto. But clap, and I will return to hiding in the corner, reading my books.
Thank you, Linda, for One-Liner Wednesday.
Archangel Down by C. Gockel
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
This was a fun space adventure. Most of it is planet-bound, but quick spoiler: there will be space.
Look, this is a fast-paced book. The narrator, Emily Woo Zeller, seamlessly switches characters and emotions. I’m sure the paper book is good, but I have to admit that I can’t imagine not hearing it. But it made a bad bedtime book. I didn’t want to put it away. I probably should have been a book for three nights, but I couldn’t stop.
The main character, Noa, is quite persnickety, but that is required of the movement leader and the spaceship’s pilot. But it gets in her way. She doesn’t know who to trust. All she knows is she needs to save people from being tortured or killed. Noa is flawed but likable. I found myself rooting for her.
If you get the chance to read/listen to the book, I think you will love it, too. It is on Audible. Please give it a try.
I don’t know how other people do it. I am always behind. I rarely get gifts finished or cards sent, yet December gets here and leaves before I’m ready. When I try to get in front of the season, money, illness, depression, etc. jump in and throw me into the deep in making holiday magic the most depressing thought of my life.
This year, Sammie was new and though my brother threw up the trees (and take that however you will), we only donned soft toys and knitted balls. We redecorated every day.
The gift I thought would be ready turned out too small. So I’ll try again. Soon.
What I did enjoy was playing Christmas songs on the piano. It was enlightening and refreshing. And in my style I got a couple of the songs in time for New Year.
Yesterday, ahead of Spring Cleaning, I managed to not only put my Christmas songs away in an orderly fashion, and then, tada! I pulled out a lot of fun songs for this year’s goal: Learn to improvise and compose.
At least two gifts will get to the post office Monday. Yay! Not Easter!!!
My latest binge since the Christmas day special has been Doctor Who. After watching all the specials on Disney+, I meandered to Max. I started with my favorite Dinosaurs on a Spaceship, jumped to the next in my theme, the first of Peter Capaldi with the Tyrannosaurus in London. From there on it’s been a steady binge. Great for background noise as I work on journaling about the past year and future year as we seemingly slingshot around the sun again.
Just to spark intuition and creativity I’ve pulled out Tarot cards or inspirational cards. I’m getting ready to order those writing dice to get the ideas flowing.
Mostly, I can’t wait for this sci-fi couple of weeks with far too many three day weekends and Mondays. For those not following the way my brain works this is how it looked to me:
Saturday, Sunday, Monday
Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, Monday. Friday was a leftover
Then Saturday, Sunday, and another Monday
New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day, Monday (I know! Thursday!) and another left over Friday.
And look! as if flung from that slingshot another weekend and Monday!
I miss my routine. And boring ordinary weeks.
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