Well good morning fine folks of bloglandia. Happy Almost the Week of Thanksgiving. I guess technically Thanksgiving Week begins tomorrow. Any hoo, without further ado, the lovely Linda writes and I repeat:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “flyer/ad.” Look at the latest ad you got in the mail (if it’s a store flyer, choose the product right in the middle of the page) or choose the next online ad you find, and theme your post on whatever the product is. Do not name the brand if you hate it, unless you add that it’s an opinion/review of the product in question. You don’t want to chance getting sued. Have fun!
Geez Louise. Homework. LOL. My first thought is Hi-Ho Silver away! Flyer or Schwinn as in the bike Bill rode in IT! Not sure to what I am referring? Me either folks. Me either. But this is stream which means she is streaming and the “she” be me.
I have done any and everything to keep my mail to a minimum. We get very little snail mail these days. And what we do get, goes directly into the recycle bin. Yea baby! Which means I will have to check out the online ads.
Ugh! Big Bro is watching me. I get mostly sales ads for the nameless behemoth store that is nameless. And I hate it! Oooh that felt good. MSU.
Okay Mr. Juicy. Moving right along. It is the b’crack of dawn. I am scrolling through online ads and what to my wanderings do appear but visions of Mr. Juicy. That’s the hole-in-the-wall burger joint by Andrew Weissman, chef extraordinaire. Ooh I know where I’m going for lunch!! And with that, I can think of nothing else. This house is clean!
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I’ll file this under corny but I love my little ram 🐏 emoticon. Feeling happy. My heart is full ❤️
See that? In the picture above … that’s the hand of a DIY mechanic and all around handy guy. My B. ❤
We went to breakfast this morning at the jalisco around the corner. On the way home, my car wouldn’t start. We improvised and walked home so as not to wake my father in law. We went back in B’s truck and he jumped the battery which got me home. I turned off the car then immediately tried to turn over the engine again but the battery was dead. A sure sign that this was not going to be that simple.
Any way, forwarding to the end, B stopped on the way home from picking up Lulu and got a new battery … mine was one month past the expiration of the warranty. Bummer. But I am back in business and that’s what really matters.
Truth be told, I enjoyed the walk home. The weather cooperated. The rain did not fall until we were safely ensconced in our cave. Only 1319 steps though. That’s nothing. Maybe we should walk to the jalisco every month? Sounds heavenly.
As always, more to come.
Will become increasingly more difficult for me to count this milestone. Decided to note it since WP made it easy.
I’m back. To my old antics. I get here at the b crack of dawn despite having a reserved space. In a word … traffic. Terrible really. Surprisingly 15 minutes makes all the difference.
Since I know I’ll put in a full day and since the place I “hotel” is locked until 7, I go to the cafe and leisurely enjoy my oatmeal and hot tea. I could spring for a fully loaded veggie omelette but for 65 cents the oatmeal is the ticket.
It’s nice and calming here. Sometimes I read. Sometimes I sit and think. Occasionally I’ll write. And as much as I hate the commute, taking this “me” time once I get here is extremely soothing. We should all be so lucky.
Taking a line from TV again.
Oooh smells so good in here; it’s like a pumpkin made love to a gingerbread man in an orange grove.
Christy played by Anna Faris in the sitcom “Mom”
This was taken six years ago. I wonder what he’s thinking 🤔. He’s my skittish one. He doesn’t want to get in his harness but he doesn’t want to be left behind. Silly doggie. ❤️❤️❤️
Get it? Rambling.
I’m trying to keep it light hearted. Thanksgiving is around the corner. The start of the holiday season. Truth be told, I’m not feeling it and haven’t in many years. People do what they feel obligated to do whether they want to or not. Going into debt for things that don’t fill the void. What’s the point?
We’ve gone from over the top to very low key. Add in Lulu’s and my birthdays as theses last weeks of 2019 are already stressing me out. I’m trying to center myself and focus on what matters. And putting this out there now. If I don’t wanna, I’m not gonna. Ugh 😩 Calgon take me away.
Jim gives us the prompts did/didn’t/do/does/doesn’t.
This Texas girl automatically thinks of the ZZ Top cover of “I Thank You”. ZZ Top was a favorite for a brief time. I remember once when my brother won their album Rio Grande Mud by being the 2nd caller with the right answer to a trivia question. The first caller actually got concert tickets.
My brother is the luckiest unlucky guy I know meaning he’s been through some tough times in his life. Still he almost always won any time he’d enter a contest or raffle even if not first place. I lost count of how many items he won off the radio 📻. He had a system and always got through. When I’d try, I’d get a busy signal. Every.Single.Time! 😂
“I Thank You” was written by Songwriters: David Porter / Isaac Hayes. ZZ Top covered it on their 1979 album: Degüello. This version of the song is the only one I ever knew. Super excited when that happens. Makes me happy when musicians appreciate each other. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. Reminds me of the CMAs and the cross over blending of genres.
Here you go … lyrics within.
Here’s another example. I think it actually like it better. That keyboard 🎹. Those horns 🎷.
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