I was posting pics Monday through Friday for Caption This!
Then I went to Monday, Wednesday, Friday
Then I stopped
I am tired y’all
And the pictures were harder to come by
Then “things” landed in my lap
Now I think I can scrounge up a photo or two and make Caption This! a weekend edition.
Probably just Fridays to start and from there we will see. As with an exercise routine, meal plan, etc… moderation is key.
As always, more to come.
There is a mother daughter team from San Antonio, Texas on Shazam tonight. That should be me and Lulu. We’d win the million for sure. Why? Because despite how quiet and shy that kid is, she knows every song. Me? I’d just keep my mouth shut and dance to the music and exclaim every five seconds Eeeee I love that song!!!! Why? Because I do. ❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕
Why what other song besides Seek & Destroy would B have for his ring tone? No other I tell ya.
He just showed me a picture of something they found on the job site today. He texted me said “thing” and I may just use it as tomorrow’s Caption This! I have been remiss with that category. Time to ignite the conversation.
Anyhoo, Seek & Destroy blasts when B is scrolling to get to the picture. He turns the phone to me and asks, do you know who this is? And of course I answer Yes.
If you know me by now, you know that I have no idea who was calling by the number. Instead I am just one of those people who absolutely cannot allow a call to go to voicemail.
Sure If I don’t notice the call it will roll into voice mail BUT … and it’s a big BUT, if I hear, see or feel a call, I MUST answer even when the caller ID says unknown caller.
B on the other hand will not answer any calls unless they are tagged with a name from his contacts. He has even added places to his contacts in addition to people. If you are not on the list, no soup for you! cRaZy! I know. Hehe.
Me: Hello
Caller: Did you get the tires?
Me: What?
B: See I told you. Don’t answer.
Caller: Dad didn’t tell you?
Me: No he told me. He just won’t answer. He thought you were a telemarketer.
Caller: Will you add me to his existing contacts for him?
Me: Sure thing Sweetie
As I hand the phone to B: It’s his work number.
You’ve guessed by now, the caller was Pony! My boy. My sonshine. The light of my life. My responsible 29-year-old kid who has a job and a work number. How do these things happen? I mean really ?!?!? Lol! I LOVE my boy and I miss him! And even a quick conversation with him is enough to brighten my day. The little things y’all.
“Enjoy the little things in life because one day you`ll look back and realize they were the big things.” Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
As always, more to come.
4:00 AM – BRAYNK! BRAYNK! BRAYNK! BRAYNK!
B: Jill turn off the alarm (because of course, controller Jill MUST sleep by the alarm)
I didn’t even hear the alarm screeching which says a lot. I was uber tired y’all. Quickly I went back into the deepest sleep ever.
6:00 AM – BRAYNK! BRAYNK! BRAYNK! BRAYNK!
I wake up and the side of my pillow is soaking. And I have had the worst dream ever. Simultaneously as I hear the alarm in real life, in my dream I hear “this is for your own good” as I see someone being thrown from a moving car, hitting the pavement and being told “RUN!!!” While I remember what came before the push but I cannot even speak about it as it was that BAD!!!
I’ve always been fascinated by dream analysis. Hocus Pocus to some. Not like I’d make any major life decisions based on my dreams or anything like that but trying to determine the hidden meaning of dreams is an interesting way to pass the time.
I blame it all on AHS Cult. Never. Watching. That. Show. Again.
In the meantime, in the spirit of bad dreams. Hush little baby don’t say a word! Peace out …
As always, more to come.
My inbox is still in a position where I do not need to scroll. I have more than three emails now but not so many that I cannot find anything. While I am only four days in, my new system is working. I delete almost immediately the FYI stuff. Right after I read, into file 13. I never had any purpose for hanging on to them anyway and they would auto-delete eventually. I have sub-folders to organize by topic. For the last 5 minutes of each day, I move emails into those folders. This has already been found to come in handy. I may not be more productive but I sure feel that way.
As always, more to come.
Sharing for day 7
I am posting this today to give you extra time, so you can prepare and get your candles ready, tell others about it and participate in this important world-wide event of remembrance and great love and respect and honor for the many beautiful lives lost by mental illness and suicide.
to show your support for suicide prevention,
to remember a lost loved one,
and for the survivors of suicide.
I am a suicide attempt survivor, many times. Praise God, I am still alive today.
Every day of our lives matter. I am important. You are important. We matter. Our lives matter. We can and do make a positive difference and impact in our lives and in the lives of many people. We can and do make a difference in…
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