#JusJoJan and #1linerWeds for 1/31/18

Boo hoo hoo

Sayonara January

Here is my final entry for #JusJoJan. I sort of cannot believe that I finished what I started.  Feels good to complete a goal.   I will continue on with #1lineWeds even though writing just one line is hard for me.  I have got things to say people!!!

“I am the Goat … Greatest of all time but you already knew that didn’t ya?” ~ Terry Bradshaw on Better Late Than Never

Terry Bradshaw TB … not to be confused with the other goat … another TB – Tom Brady.  Oooooh let the ire commence.  Me? I stay out of it.  I am not a football fan even before the most recent controversies.  I only ever watched the Super Bowl for the commercials and the halftime show anyway 🙂

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As always, more to come.

#JusJoJan for 1/30/18 ~ Scrumptious

I immediately thought of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.

Despite all the singing, this movie scared me!  The Child Catcher.  Oh my!!!

Prompt by: Judy Check out her blog.  You’ll be glad that you did!

Interpreted by J-Dub.

One more day of #JusJoJan.  Boohoohoohoohoo 😦

Don’t be sad, check out the rules and ping back and join us.

As always, more to come.

 

#JusJoJan for 1/29/18 ~ Fantastic

Woo Hoo!

“I can’t deny the fact that you like me, right now you like me” ~ Sally Field.

I am feeling fantastic!  Doesn’t take much. Just pick my word.  REad some of my blog.  It’s like winning an Oscar.  Thank you Linda!

Fantastic!  Why did I pick this word?  Hmmm.

Well I was speeding reading Linda’s post asking for suggestions.  I thought there were already enough words.  I added my two cents (or my one word) fantastic referring to #JusJoJan in general.  The idea appealed to me as a carrot and stick kinda girl.  I NEED prompts to propel me.

#JusJoJan and everything else Linda does is fantastic.  She is the hostess with the mostest!  I am forever grateful that I found her here in bloglandia.  If you don’t believe me, take a look at her blog for yourselves: Life in Progress.

Now I try my hand at an acrostic poem:

Feelings of euphoria

Ancillary to my brain

Nirvana, sweet nirvana

Teasing just the same

Always trying to mask

Sadness from the soul

Torture turned

Imaginary

Captivating to behold

For those who want to play along, here are the rules and ping back. Only two more days.  Don’t miss out on the fantastic fun!

As always, more to come.

ROD MCKUEN – APRIL 29, 1933 – JANUARY 29, 2015.

“Never fear being along because you are not” Rod McKuen. Thanks to Anna for introducing me to his work 💗

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As some who kindly look at my blogs know by now that I am a great admirer of the late Poet Rod McKuen.  I also like Walt Whitman, someone else who was vilified so much, until his death. Amongst others I also like A E Housman.   You would not be wrong in believing I love Romantic Poetry.

The reason for this blog today is because Three Years ago today, Rod McKuen died and to date there are no memorials for him.  I had hoped that his name would appear on a street in San Francisco where his career seemed to start, where he read his poetry with the likes of Ginsberg/Dylan/Kerouac.  Where Rod sang in clubs, where he sold his first book out of the boot of his car.  Surely this man, Rod McKuen deserves better, his childhood/his young life/his working life its all unique, Rod was so special.

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Barn Style Roof = Portal to Hades

Our neighbor’s house is coming along nicely.  Maybe another month to finish.  It will be very nice once it is done.  That means we will no longer be alone out here in the sticks.  Though I guess, to be fair, we are not alone.  It was just that previously the nearest neighbor was so far away that we could not see their house from ours.

Now we can and it is creepy.  And not for the reasons you think.  They chose a barn style roof over their garage.  All that creepy ass roof needs is triangle window eyes.  Doh! Amityville Horror.

I am sure they are too young to even know about Amityville Horror but their parents should know.  The builder or somebody should’ve told them. Do not select that roof line or you could be summoning Hades.

I just hope the land was not an ancient burial ground.

Doh! No wait that is Poltergeist.

As always, more to come.

For 1/28/18

The prompt today is goodbye/farewell.  Thank you Helen!!

I cry EVERY time I hear this song.  Even right now! Yep, I am bawling.

The song is about not getting a chance to say goodbye.  Not a lost romantic love.  A lost friendship.  And I have one of those friends who I ran into by chance this past December.  We were polite and talked for a while.  I think we could have picked right up again but as I left I realized neither one of us asked for the other’s number. But we have memories and I now know our parting was simply life circumstances and not anger.  That is priceless!

All credit goes to P!nk.  The lyrics are contained in the video above.

I hope you enjoy as much as I do.

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As always, more to come.

#JusJoJan for 1/28/18 ~ Knight

From the Fabulous Linda G. Hill:

Your prompt for January 28th, 2018, brought to you by author Leta Hawk, is “Knight.” Use it any way you’d like in your post. And make sure you visit Leta at her blog, “Hawk’s Happenings,” to read her post and say hi! Here’s her link:  https://letaphawk.wordpress.com/

KNIGHT: Sir Elton John is my favorite of all the knights.  He is kicking off a three year farewell tour which includes a stop my hometown on 12/12/18.  Lulu’s birthday is on 12/15/18 so I will not be attending.  Well that and looks like the show may be sold out.  Nothing on Ticketmaster. And yesterday at the beauty parlor one of the ladies was pleased as punch that she already scored her tickets.  Part of me knows I cannot advance plan anything.  “Can’t say baby where I’ll be in a year,”  ala Aerosmith Sweet Emotions!

Lulu turns the big ’21’ and we have been talking about a Vegas trip to celebrate.  God willing.  We wanted it to be a family affair but B and Pony are out.  B because he is a ranch owner and his life will be that of cattle baron with no time for fun and games.  And Pony because of the family curse on B’s side.  He thinks he would flip his switch and max out his credit cards and go down in a blaze of glory. Earworm, thank you Jon Bon Jovi.

Too bad for them.  Girls trip plus 1!

Maybe we should stay at Excalibur and have a knight themed good ole time.  Maybe not.  The thought of going to Vegas with my kid is weird.  Even though she will be a legal adult by then.

Maybe we pick Maryland instead …  To see Edgar Allen Poe’s gravesite and other assorted historical places.  In 6th grade, I randomly picked Maryland and had to make a salt map of it and write a report.  I may still have the report actually.  In 7th grade literature, I memorized the Raven.  I see a theme merging.  Better than throwing a dart at the map and ending up in Minneapolis :).  That was so last July!

Anyhoo, having adult children is surreal.  And don’t get me started on having an almost 30 year old.  Where the hell did the time go? Into a vortex. Suck it!

Only 3 more days!  Follow the rules and ping back to join in.

As always, more to come.

Before and After

December 2017 long straight hair.

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January 2018 long layers.

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After all the stress this morning, I had hair therapy.  My roots are back under wraps.  Feels like I lost 5 lbs by layering.  The weight of the world was metaphorically lifted.

As always, more to come.

Random Thoughts on Healthcare

Doh!

For decades, Billy Bob refused to get check-ups.  Said he was healthy but then 2013 rolled around with back injuries and 2014 was the year of the fall.  During the aftermath of the fall, doctors found something slightly amiss which would not have otherwise been known.  Since then, he goes every year. Like clockwork.  He never makes an appointment either.  His doctor takes walk-ins.  They open 9 to noon on Saturdays.  He gets there at 8:45 and waits.  Mr. Lucky is usually the 1st or 2nd person to be seen.  That was his morning today.

Me? I have a medical team.  PCP, Gyno group – doctor and 2 Nurse Practitioners, Dermatologist and Therapist.  I schedule appointments a year in advance.  I was seeing my PCP every 6 months for blood work due to some medicine I take but in 2016 she said I could go to annual since the tests have shown stability since 2006.  I am sure we could have cut back to annual visits 5 years ago but I am a pseudo-hypochondriac.  I am sure there are medical terms I should be using but stability will have to do.  Even though my tests results are stable, I (my friends) am not :).

I’d go back to 6 month check-ups in a heartbeat to help with my anxiety but thank goodness I have monthly therapy.  I no longer need the Gyno team.  My PCP could handle all my needs but last year I had a scare and my PCP referred me anyway.  I stay just in case.  That way as an established patient I get right in.  I do not want to go through what we did trying to find Lulu a doctor when she had her cyst last May.  Established is the way to go.

On tap for me today – 3D Mammogram … yes I pay the extra $75! And a Dexa bone density.   I had my last Dexa 2 years ago but since I broke my arm, they want another one to see if anything changed.  I am not sure exactly why my left hip scan compared to an x-ray of my body will tell them anything about my left arm but apparently the comparing of scans tells them about bone health in general.

Me: why just scan my left hip?

Conrad: We used to do both but protocols changed when they realized same info from one hip.  

The more you know.

I know they would not have let me leave if anything was bad.  But, waiting is pure torture.  If the phone rings Monday from STRIC I might come unglued.  Ugh!

Feature photo is me in my paper shorts.  Uh ya, I kept ’em.  They were just going to throw them away anyways.  No one else can wear these shorts after me.  And, they are surprisingly comfy.

I asked Billy Bob to take my picture … ya know since taking too many selfies means you’re a narcissist! He just looked at me and laughed.

B: Did I ever tell you what I love best about you?  You make me laugh.

Me: You better go back outside, you’re just encouraging me.

As always more to come.