Song Lyric Sunday – “Break My Stride”

Solid Gold! Passing along the happy.

Being Lydia!

This week’s Song Lyric Sunday them from Helen at This Thing Called Life One Word At A Time is “break”. I drew a blank for about 30 seconds and then several songs popped into my head, including a suggestion from my Hubby.

I debated for quite awhile between his idea and one of my own. I ended up choosing my husband’s because it is a little more upbeat and mine (“Break It To Them Gently by Burton Cummings) is pretty dark.

So, my choice is the campy 1980’s hit, “Break My Stride” by Matthew Wilder. It is a fun song about a guy hung up on a girl who is her own person and doesn’t want to be tied down. He finally decides that she is trouble and if he meets another girl like her he won’t let her “work me over” or “drag me under”.

The song was released…

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Song Lyric Sunday – Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson

In a word Fantastic!!

This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time

The day just keeps getting later and later and I’m running out of time to post my own response to the SLS theme. I don’t have any reason for it and I know I’ll beat myself up for it if I don’t, so here I am. First, though, I had to fix the laptop. I thought it would fix itself, but I kept getting this weird starting screen. Thanks to my son for pulling up some stuff on Google. I’ve never been one to shy away from entering weird commands on a computer, so I went for it. I’m just hoping that one day I don’t accidentally do something truly horrifying to the system.

Anyway, I haven’t taken a look at all the entries today, so this one could be a duplicate, but it is speaking to me today. It is also telling the story of why I picked the…

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So, … Friendly Face Discount

I cleaned one room and took a break.

Get it?

Well you may need to go back to #SLS and my so, … post right before this one to truly understand.

Today has become theme based. Break free! Break the rules! Breaker, breaker 1-9. Ten 4 good buddy.

Doh! and Good lawd!

Any Who.  I made chicken manicotti for lunch and then I went to get the oil changed in B’s truck.

See y’all, I DO work!

Well if you call cooking and running errands work.  If not work, what would these “things” be called?  Activities.  Yep, I am going with that. Sounds much more like fun than work.

Of course you know I took my book to the oil change place.  Forced reading I call it.  As in nothing else to do while I am forced to wait.

And why not make use of every spare minute to read for fun and escape?

Why not?

No reasons?


Sunday is the best day to go.  No crowds.  I have done this 3 times now – my car, PoPo’s car and B’s truck.  Each time I pulled right into an open stall.  Saaweeet!

I got in two small chapters before I was called up to pay.

Cashier: So as B’s delegate, you are getting the friendly face discount.  

Yes the cashier did say that and yes I laughed out loud.  The thought of myself as his delegate.  I don’t even have his POA.  Well except for medical decisions … the Medical SPOA.  And how did that thought get in here?  Get out damn thought.

And friendly face?  Uh not usually that’s for sure.  Kind eyes maybe.  Kind eyes definitely.  But if only he knew B’s reputation.

Wink, wink.  LOL!

Only people who knew him in junior high and/or high school have even a clue to what I am referring.  But I digress.  Back to checking out.

Me: What’s the friendly face discount?

Cashier:  Oh it is $10 off for our repeat customers.  

Me: I never got that and I am a repeat customer.  I guess my face is angry?

Cashier: We used to send coupons but not many people brought the coupons with them.  So we made it automatic if you’re in the system.  You’ll get the friendly face next time.  It’s new.

Me: First time being in the system is a good thing.  Saaweet!

No I didn’t say the part about being in the system.  I did say saaweet though because it has been that kind of day.

B a friendly face.  Haha! I’m still SMH.

When I got home, I snapped my feature photo for this post.  The cutest little cattle egret you’ll ever see.  Caption This! 7/15/18.

As always, more to come.

So, … The Grocery Store is Our Cheers

Ugh!  But true. Sadly.We have rituals.  Saturday night services so that Sunday mornings are free for the weekly grocery run.  No crowds. No fuss. No muss.  Sunday morning shopping is something most people would dislike immensely.  And I can’t say I’d blame them.  In fact, we need to break free of our ritualistic rut.

For many years back in the golden 80s, through the nifty 90s, I did all the grocery shopping by myself.  I did so many things by myself.  Or just me and the kids.My kids rarely saw the inside of a grocery store until they needed to shop for themselves.  My anxiety kept me from taking them along.  And fortunately I had alternatives.  I know not everyone does.

B stayed home and I shopped. That was the dealio until his fall.  Everything changed after he was injured.  As he recovered, he became more involved in life.  Yay! for all of us.  No more married single parenting for me.  And I jest.  Appearances can be deceiving as if being out in public is the only way to demonstrate your parenting chops.  It isn’t.

And what’s this ramble got to do with the price of tea in China?  Can I even ask that anymore? By doing so I am sure I have violated public decency.  And again I jest.  Or do I? I just had these thoughts which needed to break free.

Anyhow.  B is working today.  He has to shred and mow and trim.  The trifecta of keeping this place going.  I am shirking my inside the house duties but will break free to have a marathon scrubbing commence once I am done musing.  And you can be sure Queen: Freddie and the Gang will be keeping me company. Or better yet, I will go to the library for Sunday-Funday!!  Decisions, decisions.  Should I break the rules?

The theme for Sunday is in full gear.

Landing the plane now.

Here was this morning’s check-out convo.

Attendant/overseer in self check out (Cashier): Where is B?

Lulu: He had to work.

Cashier: Oh and last week you had to work?

Lulu: Yes

Cashier (looking at me): And you don’t work? 

Me: No. I mean Yes I work.  Sometimes.

Cashier: Well I hope to see him back next week.

And of course I had to tease B when I got home.  Hey your girlfriend asked about you.  Same as she did last week when Lulu was not with us.  I bet if I skip next week, she won’t say anything.  And she really hopes you go back next week.

And all this was written because I had the single thought that the cashier who sees us every week knows us by name.  We know her name too but I am protecting her anonymity 🙂

Boy howdy.  Good thing I do work. Because this writing thing could never be my day job.

As always, more to come.

For 7/15/18 ~ I Want To Break Free ~ Queen

Helen gave us break as the prompt this week.   I can’t believe the week is over too (or a new one is starting again as the case may be).  She asked us to be patient with her as she figures out what else to do with her blog.  I think what she is doing is outstanding and I hope she doesn’t change a thing.  #SLS is a weekly “series” loved by many and it has become part of my therapy.  Because when those days get longer and the weeks blur into months then into years, a little musical relief is just what the doctor ordered.

The song I chose is about breaking free of a bad relationship and possibly breaking free of the molds society places on us.  Don’t let the cross dressing fool you into another meaning. Though actually music is subjectively interpreted so this can mean whatever your pretty little hearts want it to mean.

With the new movie about to be released, I have dusted off my Queen CDs and I am reliving times past. Yes I still have CDs.  I am a dinosaur.  And I will keep them forever because my kids gave them to me and each once is special.  I used to have quite the collection in my car.  When I drove them all over the planet, they’d take turns picking which one we’d listen to.  Good times I tell ya.  And now they are driving themselves all over the planet.  😦 Cue music.

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.

I want to break free
I want to break free
I want to break free from your lies
Youre so self satisfied I don’t need you
I’ve got to break free
God knows God knows I want to break free

I’ve fallen in love
I’ve fallen in love for the first time
And this time I know it’s for real
I’ve fallen in love yeah
God knows God knows I’ve fallen in love

Its strange but it’s true
I can’t get over the way you love me like you do
But I have to be sure
When I walk out that door
Oh how I want to be free baby
Oh how I want to be free
Oh how I want to break free

But life still goes on
I can’t get used to living without living without
Living without you by my side
I don’t want to live alone hey
God knows got to make it on my own
So baby can’t you see
I’ve got to break free

I’ve got to break free
I want to break free yeah

I want I want I want I want to break free….

Writer(s): JOHN RICHARD DEACON, Brian May

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As always more to come.