I finally got around to catching up on comments. I got distracted and my clumsy fingers hit something. I glanced back as a red notice says, Undo. By the time I saw it, it disappeared. I went to the comment in my email. I hit reply and was told that comment was deleted.
By the way, Kim Smyth, thanks for your comment, cats are harder to dispel from laps. And beds! My Shilo is a big lump I have to lift up often as I readjust myself to sleep. 😔
Is it a coincidence that ‘coincidence’ starts with ‘coin’ as you might toss for luck?
Is it a coincidence that Milo hit the button “outside” when he needed to relieve his bladder? He seemed quite happy. Since that time, he’s looked at the button wagging his tail but scratches the door instead.
It’s how we all learned to communicate. Babble sounds that resulted in our needs being met. And the most successful sounds we repeated often. Sure we got it wrong sometimes, but success bred success.
Linda introduces the prompt of the day “Symbiotic” sent by Sally. Please be sure to visit Sally’s blog
My favorite Symbiotic relationship is the one I have with my pets. And that relationship is shared with my husband, brother, and son. These are the people, furry or fleshed who share this castle.
We love and care for our cats and dog. They sleep with us, keep us warm. They calm us, lowering our blood pressure and stress levels.
We feed them, give them our “people warmth” and calm them.
Your prompt for JusJoJan January 13th, 2026 is “rubbish.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
Today’s prompt is brought to us by darling Di. Thank you, Di! Please be sure to visit Di’s blog to read her posts and say hello. And follow her while you’re there if you’re not already.
This guy:
Was dumb. He got into the trash. My brother had just finished emptying the drain trap into the trashcan.
We’re watching him diligently, I hope he doesn’t get sick. Ugh! I love him, but dogs can be gross!
Per Linda: Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 10th and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “don’t get me started.” Use the phrase in your post or just write about the first thing it conjures in your mind. Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
Just don’t get me started. I won’t quit. I’ll need more. An example I’m on my umpteenth binge-watch of Grey’s Anatomy. This time I have my husband joining me. I know he’s in as he took note of the season and episode so he could keep up when he went to our room to put his feet up. My favorite episode. But the beginning is not for the squeamish.
Two Octobers ago I decided to play piano. I started with a scale or melody. Now a year and a couple of months I’m up to an hour of playing. I’m enjoying the heck out of what I’m learning. And don’t get me started playing Christmas songs. Due to the Charlie Brown jazzy/bluesy songs I can’t quit. (We did finally take down the trees and decorations.)
I seem to get addicted to things, like Duolingo.
And don’t get me started on this cutie (Milo) who can’t get close enough as we both enjoy the warmth of the electric lap blanket.
Only three more days of NaNo. I need 1,200 words tonight to be on track. It has been such an ordeal this time. It has been a rollercoaster of emotions. I’ll be glad to see December!
Managing to keep on track–i hope.
I’m trying to learn a couple Christmas songs. I’ve always wanted to play Lucy and Linus and now I’m also challenged by the song in Polar Express
I pulled out all the Christmas songs to play with.
Nearly finished with the Balloon diamond painting.
Duolingo is still fun for me.
The only knitting making progress are my experimental slipper socks.
No finishing here. Just cuties.
Milo keeps watch inside and out.Shiloh is always nearby.
Working on my series: Haven.
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Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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One-Liner Wednesday
Where do accidentally deleted comments go?
I finally got around to catching up on comments. I got distracted and my clumsy fingers hit something. I glanced back as a red notice says, Undo. By the time I saw it, it disappeared. I went to the comment in my email. I hit reply and was told that comment was deleted.
By the way, Kim Smyth, thanks for your comment, cats are harder to dispel from laps. And beds! My Shilo is a big lump I have to lift up often as I readjust myself to sleep. 😔
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