Time for Cake and Champagne

Yesterday I received this lovey notification of my 4th anniversary on WP. Yeppers. Quite the achievement.  This particular dash is August 2, 2015 to August 2, 2019.



Cheers!! I’m going to celebrate with cake and some sort of elixir even if not champagne.

Wanna know what’s funny?   I only made three posts on August 2nd 2015: Hello world! Enhancing my skills and Books, Movies and Music.  Then I disappeared. Into the wind. Living the good life. I came up for air to start writing again on July 3rd of 2016.  Why did I return?  Well to fill the void. Aka combat my empty nest. Which is full again by the way albeit temporarily.

And the rest they say is herstory.  Or mystory.  The mad, mad world of Jilly Mack or Jilly Beans or J-Dub as my former boss still calls me.

I’m about to mark one year of consecutive posting. Another milestone.  Do I even have a life offline?  I’m here Every. Single. Day. Or am I?  Only the Shadow knows.  Bwhahahha.  Scheduling posts works wonders y’all.

Ah now that’s the stuff. My new favorite quip. Maybe I should change my tag line?

Enjoy today!  this exact moment.  For tomorrow is not guaranteed.  Happy Saturday to you and yours.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS for 8/3/19 ~ Astronomical

Well, well, well.  What have we here my pretties?  Time once again for #SoCS where our host, the lovely Linda G Hill says and I repeat:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “astronomical.” Use it any way you like. Have fun!

My first thought when I saw the prompt was high prices.  Prices led me to think about the price of tea in China. Followed by what’s that got to do with astronomical?  Is the price of Chinese tea expensive or something?   Something.  No expensive.  More expensive than gold accordingly to 2007 faux news.

High prices made me think of commercials about the opposite of astronomical.  Those Crazy Eddie deals where for the low low price of ten easy payments of $$ you too can have it all.  America she’s been very very good to me.

Whew! breathe girlie.  Think, think and think … Astronomical.

I was a married woman about the age of 25 when  I developed an astronomical crush on my Astronomy teacher.  Tis true.  I cannot tell a lie just like George Washington.  I did not pass go and collect $200 after graduating from high school.  Instead of going to college as was expected, I went straight into the workforce where I quickly found the way to success was a stupid piece of paper.  Sometimes people are plain stupid y’all.  Put up or shut up and I could put up with the best of ’em.  Didn’t matter sadly.   If I wanted to further my career beyond call center senior, I needed a college degree.  That nonsense is what landed me in college.  Mostly night and sometimes day school.  Where I met the handsome AA.  And B knows all about my crush which went unrequited.

Funny what come to mind during these #SoCS exercises.  I remember that semester vividly.  I was working part time and attending school.  I felt old because I was slightly older than the 18 year olds with who I attended classes.  Astronomy was fun.  An easy A as they say.  I learned the names of quite a few constellations.  My favorite was Orion’s belt.   Nothing better than being outside the city lights and looking up to the sky, stargazing on all that glorious beauty.  Ahhhh.  Now that’s the stuff.

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As always, more to come.