Sunday Reflections: A Week in Review ~ 3/7/21

I’m a bit late writing my roll call for last week. I’m tired y’all from unprecedented events. I won’t go into all the gory details except to say the things we do for our kids. Oy Vey! I need an intervention from controller university. I want to graduate to let the chips fall where they may-ville. Yesterday was a one year anniversary of our personal start to the pandemic. I didn’t write additional posts here as I had already reflected during my Thursday Thoughts earlier in the week. Instead I wrote the following excerpt on FB:

Yeah I said beginning. Not the end. If I have learned anything in this one year that felt like a fucking decade, it’s that “life finds a way”. Parroting Jeff Goldblum. Before the pandemic, we were in a State of Denial walking around in a World of Hurt. Too afraid to say anything for fear of upsetting the apple cart. Faux happiness, air kisses one and all!! Muah!! Hamsters on a wheel doing what was expected not necessarily what we wanted. Nothing like having fear, worry, and major changes from the Rona daze thrust upon you to bring about an epiphany.

Have I learned nothing? Well actually yes. I learned a lot. Now I just need to put theory into practice. I recognize that the events of last week would’ve been even worse without my new coping skills. Which admittedly still need some work. Because that’s life. It keeps on giving. No wonder my gut hurts. Stress kills!! Ohm Monty Python! Bring the laughter.

Okay, finally the real reason we’re here. This is A Week in Review – February 28, 2021 to March 6, 2021:

Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.

As always, more to come.

#SLS ~ 3/7/21

Jim prompts us with Cappuccino/Coffee/Expresso/Latte/Mocha. I am stumped. Off to Google to search and surprisingly there is quite a list from which to choose. Mostly songs I haven’t heard before. I want to stay with what I know and picked “Lady Marmalade” written by Kenny Nolan and Bob Crewe performed by Labelle in 1974. I’m not peeking but I imagine we’ll have duplicates today. Great minds thinking alike and all that. But I’ve been wrong before though so we shall see. Without further ado, hope you enjoy.

Hey sister, go sister
Soul sister, go sister
Hey sister, go sister
Soul sister, go sister

He met Marmalade down in Old New Orleans
Strutting her stuff on the street
She said, “Hello, hey Joe
You wanna give it a go?” hmm hmm

Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya here
Mocha chocolata, ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

He stayed in her boudoir
While she freshened up
That boy drank all that Magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets
Where he started to freak

Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya here
Mocha chocolata, ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

Hey, hey, hey
Seeing her skin
Feeling silky smooth
Color of cafe au lait

Made the savage beast inside
Roaring until it cried
“More, more, more!”

Now he’s at home doing 9 to 5
Living his brave life of lies
But when he turns off to sleep
All memories keep more, more, more

Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya here
Mocha chocolata, ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi ce soir?
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da
Gitchi gitchi ya ya here
Mocha chocolata, ya ya
Gitchi gitchi ya ya here