#SLS for 11/8/20

The prompt is days of the week. Lots of good ones to choose from but I’m feeling a 90s vibe. I went with “Friday I’m in Love” by the Cure. Writer(s): Bamonte Perry, Bransby Williams Boris Peter.

I don’t care if Monday’s blue
Tuesday’s grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don’t care about you
It’s Friday I’m in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn’t even start
It’s Friday I’m in love

Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate…

I don’t care if Monday’s black
Tuesday, Wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It’s Friday I’m in love

Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed
Or Thursday watch the walls instead
It’s Friday I’m in love

Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate…

Dressed up to the eyes
It’s a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It’s such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It’s Friday
I’m in love

I don’t care if Monday’s blue
Tuesday’s grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don’t care about you
It’s Friday, I’m in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn’t even start
It’s Friday I’m in love

Sunday Reflections ~ 11/8/20

Last week was a whirlwind for sure. Hard to believe we’re a week plus into November. Last Sunday we fell back thanks to the nonsensical time change. I know I got an extra hour but I’m still bitching. Messes with my circadian rhythm. I have enough issues with good sleep already.

But that’s small potatoes in the big scheme of things with all the woes of the world. On a personal note, my main concern is Lulu. She’s hating on herself and that’s sad to watch. Hoping this experience gives her some mettle and she comes through stronger.

And me? Peace out. Not like buh bye peace out. Just peace man. Zen. I never partook but man maybe I should start. Not. I am too much of a rule following control freak. Too bad Texas didn’t have legalize marijuana like some 18 other states. I understand that I cannot control matters anyway which is why I am letting go and letting God. I feel better already as the weight is lifting off my shoulders.

Now let’s move on to the roll call shall we?

#SLS for 11/1/20 – can’t go wrong with Madge.  You know her as Madonna.  I love nicknames.  Enough to make one up for myself.  

Haiku – Cold & Fall ~ 11/2/20 – writing therapy for Mondays.  Haiku – cures what ails ya.

Share Your World ~ 11/3/20 – more writing therapy.  Sharing is caring y’all.  

#1linerWeds. 11/4/20 – Quinceanera kitty.  Well I thought it was cutie patootie.  

Good News … Kinda Sorta Maybe? 11/5/20 the interview was a disaster.  Takes a special person to work with special needs.  To close the interview, they asked her what she thought.  She told them with tears in her eyes that what they do there is amazing.  This despite the warning her that she could get bit, spat on, and would potentially have to change diapers.  

A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood 11/6/20 – showing my anxiety, getting it out of my system.

#SoCS for 11/7/20 – Bonjour !!  and always the capstone or my week.

Tomorrow I have a bone scan. Ugh! I know it won’t be good but screw it. Guess we’ll see how bad is bad. Not wanting to harsh on my fake mellow. I am done talking about this … for now. I may blog about my experience later. Instead, I am going to my happy place without the aid of anything other than meditation. ohm ohm (which btw, meditation is not … not really).

Now that’s a wrap! Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.

As always, more to come.