For October 18, 2017

Sing Along Song Of The Day 🎤

Twofer.  Too bad it’s not Tuesday 😂.  This kid … Shawn Mendes is only 19. Younger than Lulu.  I didn’t realize. 

And then there is Ed Sherran.  Only 26.  Amazing talent. 

There’s a theme here.  Guess what it is?  Enjoy!

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October Is Breast Cancer Awareness Month

Life

At lunch, I took a walk to blow off steam.  No …  I was sad.  I took a walk to shake the cobwebs from my soul.  Today will forever be known as sad sack Monday.  My fictional short will follow eventually.

Anyhoo, as I made my laps around the level 5 parking garage, I read a FB article.  Walking and reading made me dizzy and that’s why I cannot remember the whole thing.  That and my memory ain’t what it used to be.

The title was eight myths about breast cancer.  The two myths I remember are:

  • wearing antiperspirants causes breast cancer
  • wearing a bra causes breast cancer

Oh and as I write this I remembered one more

  • only people with a family history get breast cancer

I will elaborate on the first two.  I quit wearing deodorant when Lisa Scottoline wrote that she did.  That is also when I quit wearing a bra.  Because Lisa Scottoline wrote she biked braless and that it was ok to do so!  In a recently Modern Family episode, Claire went braless to a Steely Dan concert.  Lol!

Now I know what you’re thinking?  I sure do.  You’re thinking, Hmmm …  🙂

If you know me in “real” life, you’re trying to remember the last time you saw me.  And if you saw me recently, you’re trying to picture what I was wearing.  While trying to remember what I was wearing, you try to determine if I was braless and stinky.  Lol!  No worries, I am only braless and stinky on the weekends.  I jest … not really, kind of, maybe??!?

And this is no joke.  Breast cancer is serious stuff.  My mother had a mastectomy when I was in 2nd grade.  I wrote about that experience here.  It’s why I have had a regular mammogram more many years … a baseline at age 35 and annually since I was 40.  I even spring the extra these days for the 3-D version.  Stingy insurance was supposed to pay after that first year but not yet … .maybe not ever.  Shame on you insurance company that shall remain nameless.  I believe am worth the extra $75 dollars even if you don’t!

As always, more to come.

 

Silly Buddy

Life

I may have mentioned that Spot  hurt his paw the other day. And I spent time outdoors in the mud with my boy. He’s all better but when I go out this afternoon to feed them, Buddy is limping … same back paw, same limp. But nothing is wrong.  That silly dog … he’s faking and trying to be like his brother.   I think he just wanted attention. 

Yes that’s an old picture. But it makes me happy to look at it. And I need to be happy right now.

Personal Growth

Life

At 8:40 a.m. CST, Monday October 16, 2017, I received a phone call that shook me to my core.  If this call had occurred earlier on my road to turning over a new leaf, I would have completely lost it.  

Today I practiced all the tips.  Almost on autopilot too. I felt myself tear up but quickly regained a sense of calm.  Crying is good but wouldn’t have changed anything.  I can still feel empathy and utterly lost without a dramatic meltdown.  

Man folks! Life sucks.  Everyone has a story. This one will be turned into short fiction.  I need to release the hounds.  

As always more to come. 

Quit Living In The Past

Life

Quit Living In The Past.  Okay right after this post.  Two years ago and 34 years ago.  Cue music.  Sunrise 🌅 sunset 🌅.  Apple 🍎 has only one emoji for both.  And yes mine is just a proof.  Professional pics were expensive in the old days.

Random Thoughts

Life

As I was walking across the parking lot earlier today, my mind was thinking.  Like usual, never ending, thoughts racing.  They play music you can hear inside the stores.  Duh! But you can also hear the music outside on the sidewalks in front of the stores.  I realized the same song was playing at Hallmark and Bed Bath and Beyond meaning the entire outdoor mall was on the same muzak loop.  Sweet Mother of Pearl!  And the lineup was killer.  I guess not really muzak but rather Top 20 hits from today.  Several times throughout my jaunt I sang out loud and I danced.  Electric Slide you betcha.

I was happy.  Content.  My cell phone was pinging.  My hero said my post was excellent.  A real writer said that.  And another dear soul used the adjective great! I get a rush from writing.  I am carrying around my pen and paper now everywhere I go because I do not want to forget.  Being out and about gave me tons of material. I was observing everything and taking in the scenery.

Lately I have started watching couples.  Trying to figure out what makes relationships work.  I have come to the conclusion that while looks may spark the initial interest, what keeps people together has to be much more than that.  B and I have been married 33 years.  We don’t fight.  We used to but not in a very long time. We’ve been through some really rough sH!t and instead of breaking, we cleave unto each other.  Why the hell did I say cleave?  Is that even a word? Yes, Merriam Webster says:

cleave

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verb  \ ˈklēv \

 

adhere firmly and closely or loyally and unwaveringly

That about sums our relationship up.  But we are ordinary.  Popcorn.  The other night we had microwave popcorn.  The single serve bags.  Why? Because they’re cute and we’re phat ;).

The conversation went something like this …

B: Even though we just bought it, this popcorn is stale

Me: Yes but only 100 calories so yay us!

B: I wonder if we could make popcorn the way we used to.  Remember?

Me: How could I forget?

Memories galore.  I can see myself reaching into the cabinet in the kitchen of our rent house for the skillet and lid.  Hot oil.  Kernels.  Taking turns shaking the pan over the flame for what felt like hours until pop … pop … pop … PopPopPopPopPop !!!!! Then we’d pour real melted butter over it before finally adding salt.  No one knew or cared what the calorie count was.  It took time to make and that time spent together … priceless.

As always, more to come.