#1LinerWeds. for 2/21/2018

You think never.  You think, not I.  But at any given moment, we are capable of doing what we least expect. ~ Josef from the Storyteller by Jodi Picoult

My two cents: I think this is true.  And this makes me sad unless the what we least expect is good.  I’d like to think good will triumph over evil. Too bad that evil seems to be winning lately.  Guess I’ll go out there and look for pockets of sunshine.

Ping Back

 

Celebrity Family Feud

The celebrity version is hilarious 🤣

Surveyed 100 men … what do you do when you realize you’ve run out of clean underwear?

  • Turn em inside out
  • Stick some paper up in there
  • Wear em anyway

Steve Harvey can barely keep it together.

Too bad I didn’t see this before I ate 3 cinnamon rolls. A much healthier way to release tension. LMAO 🤣. I highly recommend this silliness.

As always more to come.

#FlashFiction

Jenna, there was just something about Jenna

Something like biting on tin foil

You know what I am talking about

Sure the first time you meet her

She is gregarious

Effervescent really

All air kisses and hugs

“You look marvelous darling!”

Don’t be fooled

No one could know the darkness

That lies beneath

Twisting and reaching

Into the crevasses of her soul

*Inspired by the movie Get Out!  I am still thinking about it.  <Shudder>

As always, more to come.

 

 

 

HBO Free Weekend

Just watched Get Out. A horror story like no other. Maybe a little like Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Or body transplant without space aliens 👽.

I think I’ll use stir straws to avoid the clinking of a spoon in a tea ☕️ cup.

Perfectly titled. The entire time I screamed Get Out!!

As always more to come.

Powered Through

See here. I decided I’m no quitter after all.  At least not when it comes to reading. I picked the Marriage Pact back up and powered through. Sadly, the story really didn’t improve. Newlyweds Alice and Jake are the main characters brought into the Marriage Pact by a seemingly benevolent mentor. Nothing is as it seems. Been there before, super predictable.

As I continued on, the story was even more reminiscent of the Firm. Or Eyes Wide Shut or The Ice Storm.  And maybe you’re thinking but those are not similar.  Yet to me, they are … at their core.  They are about marital bliss or lack there of.  Some graphic violence made me grimace. Served no point. Ultimately this story about marriage contained little substance. And the ending was far fetched/saccharine/hokey.

Recommendation: read only if you’ve absolutely nothing else better to do. 1.8 our of 5 stars ✨

For 2/18/18 ~ Big Yellow Taxi – Joni Mitchell

I always say I am an 80s baby but before that I was a 70s rocker.  What passed for rock back in the day is a far cry from today.  Yet folksy/bluesy/rock is how we got to where we are now.  Joni sure fits the bill.

I did not remember who wrote Big Yellow Taxi at first.  Instead I was combing through Sweet Baby James and Jim Croce.  Now I am strolling down memory lane with other unrelated tunes to Earth.  That’s why Song Lyric Sunday has become a habit for me.  Thank you Helen.

What amazes me is consistency of topic … 48 years later we still debate the same issues. Here are the lyrics:

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They took all the trees
And put them in a tree museum
And they charged all the people
A dollar and a half to see ’em
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And they put up a parking lot

Hey farmer farmer
Put away that D.D.T. now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot

Writer/s: JONI MITCHELL
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Crazy Crow Music / Siquomb Music Publishing Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Now for the video.  That gorgeous smile juxtaposed to those words:

Disclaimer: I have no copyrights to the song and/or video and/or hyperlinks to songs and/or videos and/or gifs above. No copyright infringement intended.

Check out the other offerings.  Rules and Ping Back.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS for 2/17/18 ~ His/Her(s)

Well folks time once again for #SoCS.  Linda has given us our prompt.  Take a look-see.  All the deets are right HERe.

You really should join us one of these Saturdays.  And if not to write, to read some of the fantastic offerings from very creative folks including yours truly.  Brag much Jilly Beans?

Pfft!  Nothing to brag about.  You already missed your chance for bonus points by beginning with his and ending with hers.  Last time you checked WELL is not his or hers. Right? Correcto-mundo. Unless you disclaim the above as not part of the post but rather filler until the real deal which starts NOW!

Ha!

Doh! Crack-a-lackin!  Ha! is not his or hers either you silly woman!

So, … think, think, think.  His/her(s)

Ah ha!  I got something on the line.  Now to just reel it in.  Cuz ya know I do love a 1970s sitcom story.  And I do love a catchy tune.  Hmmmm.  This could get good.  But I don’t feel much like making up a story today.  Instead I will stick with the catchy tune.

I hear you peeps!  You don’t have to tell me twice.  It’s time to land the plane, to put up or shut up, to get to the friggin point already!!!

Drum roll puhleese ………………. rata-tat-tat rata-tat-tat rata-tat-tat rata-tat-tat

I might need to phone a friend with all this talking to myself today.  Certifiable.

Anyhoo.  I dare you not to sing along.

Where the kisses are hers and hers and his! Three’s company too. 

Life is definitely a ball again.  Not! maybe? well sort of? No.  I change my answer to not.  Not at all. This week kinda sucked.  And not for me.  But for Parkland.  Sucked is an understatement. Horrific!  Unimaginable! Surreal!

I’m empathetic and heartbroken.  And now this stupid little theme song took my mind off the events of the week.  I’d give anything to have the answers.  I am not debating who is right and who is wrong.  I hear kernels of truth from both sides.  You see I am listening.  Or trying to listen.  Anger is understandable yet anger solves nothing.  Love is the answer folks.

Simplistic?  Sure it is.  To me, the only way to get through LIFE is together. There are a lot of brilliant people out there, much smarter than me.  I have hope those with the power to do so will put aside differences to make a difference before yet again it’s too late.

As always, more to come.

Let’s Rodeo San Antonio

My usual MO is to strip out of my work clothes and get into comfy around the house clothes the second I walk through the door. That’s right! I don’t even wait. Some days the bra comes off in the car. Picture it. No never mind, don’t picture it. Lol.

B: What are you wearing?

Me: Support the troops red since it’s Friday!

B: You look like a server from Little Red Barn

Me: Lol. That’s what I’m going for silly.  But I missed the mark since I am wearing my Converse not boots and I don’t have a cowboy hat 🤠

You be the judge.  Server or supporter?  Both!!

As always more to come.

Misery Loves Company and Other Musings

This morning at the b’crack of dawn we entered GCSA Ambulatory Surgery Center. B was my DD = Designated Driver. We weren’t the first to arrive. A lady in wheelchair with her personal nurse and an elderly couple had taken seats.

The couple was really going at it.

Him: I told you I had time for breakfast!

Her: You don’t care about me?

Then she turned on the receptionist.

Her: We hate HGTV. Where’s the remote?

Receptionist: We selected a nondescript channel here. It’s HGTV or Local channels. That’s it.

Her turning to Him: Ya hear that? Well that’s going on our survey!

Me quietly to B: If I ever act like that stop me.

B: Okay, stop it.

He’s a peach isn’t he? 🍑

The tech that checked me in was not even 30. I feel old but feeling old is fabulous.

There was a sign on the women’s bathroom to see a nurse for a pregnancy test. Apparently all women under going a procedure must rule out pregnancy first. They had signs stating this on the door, each stall, by the mirror, the hand dryer, and water fountains.

Me: Man you’ve got signs everywhere. I don’t need that right?

Nurse barely noticing me: Yes you do

Me: Uh look at my chart

Nurse: Oh, yep you’re good

Lol! No more babies for moi.

They run a tight ship as they say and we started exactly on time! I lost count of all my attendants as they worked like a well oiled machine.

First, the anesthesiologist Dr. S gave me my options. I could choose no sedation. Sacrebleu! Who’d do that? I’ll take the drugs!

Holly came in for IV which I needed no matter what. I asked, what would you do? Sedation or not? As she says, no idea I’ve never had one. Well of course not since she’s a 20 something.

All hooked up, then Rachel wheeled me to the room as I ramble. “Maybe I should’ve asked more questions?” “I’m a researcher, I ‘d research the sH!t out of my options.”

Rachel explained she couldn’t tell me which to choose. She gave some reasons: save on the cost, no insurance or insurance won’t cover that part, no driver, in recovery . And you know for a split second the cost savings spoke to me. 😮

A different anesthesiologist Dr. Ponytail is 30 year member! He was the one who actually gave me the goods. He said he was there to serve me and he’d do what I wanted. Patiently he gave even more detail. Having him attend to me was serendipity.

Then there was Michelle who assisted Dr DMM.

Finally yet a different nurse removed my IV and brought B in to get me from recovery.

I got the all clear! Actually better results than 5 years ago. Cheers 🥂 to no need for a biopsy!

Now I’m forcing myself to stay awake so I’ll sleep good tonight. Before that I’ll have a belated valentines dinner with my sweetie.

As always more to come.

PS. I slipped in several attempts at puns. See if you can find them. Duh 🙄! I know I’m not funny or clever. Just silly and happy 😃

Feature image is my treat to make up for yesterday!!