Jilly’s Take: I’m cursed! Wearing my heart on my sleeve is in my DNA. My emotions are always right there boiling up to the surface. Ready to spew!
When my mom was in hospice, a lifelong friend came to see her. As they were talking, I overheard mom say “Reach out to Jill when I’m gone. She is the only one I am worried about. She wears her heart on her sleeve”. Well of course I do. Have you met me yet? Ha. My parents tried to toughen me up. But nope, I’m still a heart on sleeve wearing neurotic who is insecure and emotional. What’s a girl to do but soldier on. I’m okay momma. You didn’t have to worry about me. ❤
For more on today’s idiom LOOK here. Then check on Olly Murs. Apparently he too wears his heart on his sleeve. Songwriters: James Morrison / John Shanks.
Jilly’s Take: This idiom goes back to 1785. Another oldie but a goodie. I think it means we should live a little, try new things. You’ll never be bored if you take chances. Experience all that life has to offer. Then you can live with no regrets.
But and it’s a BIG but, the flip side is a wanderlust that cannot be cured because the person is never satisfied. Hopping from one thing to another. No purpose. Unfulfilled.
Takes all kinds though as they whoever they are say. We need the diversity don’t we? Humans want to be challenged. But taking a pass is okay too when you’re not in the mood.
Boy this ‘lil write-up of mine is loaded with hidden idioms beyond variety is the spice of life. No surprise there. I speak in idioms. I write with them too. Doing so is my jam. LOL.
For more on today’s idiom LOOK here. Then check out The Doors. Songwriters: JOHN PAUL DENSMORE, RAYMOND D MANZAREK, ROBERT A KRIEGER.
Jim prompts us with Arrivederci/Bon-voyage/Ciao/Farewell/Goodbye/Hasta la vista/Sayonara/Shalom. I picked a song that uses goodbye. A sarcastic nod … guess we’ll see in the end. Now I present, “How Far We’ve Come” by Matchbox 20, Songwriters: Kyle Cook / Paul Doucette / Rob Thomas / Robert Thomas / Brian Yale.
Hello Hello Hello
I’m waking up at the start of the end of the world, But it’s feeling just like every other morning before, Now I wonder what my life is gonna mean if it’s gone,
The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour And I started staring at the passengers who’re waving goodbye Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?
I believe the world is burning to the ground Oh well I guess we’re gonna find out Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come Well I believe it all is coming to an end Oh well, I guess, we’re gonna pretend, Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come
I think it turned ten o’clock but I don’t really know And I can’t remember caring for an hour or so Started crying and I couldn’t stop myself I started running but there’s nowhere to run to I sat down on the street took a look at myself Said, “Where you going, man? You know the world is headed for hell.” Say your goodbyes if you’ve got someone you can say goodbye to
I believe the world is burning to the ground Oh well I guess we’re gonna find out Let’s see how far we’ve come (right now) Let’s see how far we’ve come
Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end Oh well, I guess, we’re gonna pretend, Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come
It’s gone, gone, baby, it’s all gone There is no one on the corner and there’s no one at home It was cool cool, it was just all cool Now it’s over for me and it’s over for you Well it’s gone, gone, baby, it’s all gone There is no one on the corner and there’s no one at home Well it was cool cool, it was just all cool Now it’s over for me and it’s over for you
I believe the world is burning to the ground Oh well I guess we’re gonna find out Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end Oh well, I guess, we’re gonna pretend, Let’s see how far we’ve come (again) Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come Let’s see how far we’ve come
No days off this week but a surprisingly fast week nonetheless. Whew! We had some continued rain that made me out of sorts. Yep I blame the rain on my moodiness. Plus now that we have three people using the internet to work from home, I get worried when the weather is iffy. Our ISP woes are in the back of Lulu’s mind too but she deals with the stress better. Her instructor lost connection during training on Thursday or Friday. Thank goodness she was spared. And relieved that the company will work with you too. The other company might have worked with her as well. We’ll never know. But we can’t go back, we can only go forward.
My concept of time is wiggy. I mean our problems were way before Snowmageddon which is over two months ago now. Where despite the worst winter weather in OUR history, we kept power and internet the entire time. No running water but “juice” aka power was plentiful. So when exactly did we have ISP woes? Was it really last August? Yep, full on and intermittent connectivity issues through December. Then Palomo entered the picture … our concierge. He fixed things so well so he wouldn’t have to come back. Win/win!!! Now I pray that I didn’t just jinx us.
Alrighty, out damn thought! Time for the roll call. Good times, I tell ya!!
The Usual Suspects …
April 18 #SLS – Girls name that begins with S and Tidbits
The birdies changed incredibly fast! They look way too big for their nest now but they’re packed in there. Well in between their hops in and out of the nest that is. Only two made it but B says that’s their way. Survival of the fittest. Nature is a blast 💥 don’t you think ?!?!?
Jilly’s Take: To me, this idiom means things are unsettled. Jilly don’t play that. As a planner, plodder extraordinaire, I need things to be solid down on the ground. Never up in the air! That’s torture!! LOL.
Up in the air also reminds me of daddy answering “let’s play it by the ear” any time we asked if we could do something. He always added “the” instead of saying … by ear. We heard that often growing up.
Back to up in the air. Spontaneity is not my thing. Until afterwards of course when I comment “why don’t we do such and such more often??” Well duh Jilly. Your compulsive need to plan everything to the nth degree interferes with doing things spur of the moment.
For more on today’s idiom LOOK here. Then check out the video. Songwriter: Jared Leto. Yes! That Jared Leto.
Linda writes and I (Polly Wanna Cracker) repeat Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “oop.” Find a word with the “oop” sound in it and use it in your post. Enjoy!To play along, here are the rules and ping back.
Alley Oop opp oop oop oop
Alley Oop opp oop oop oop
Something is percolating in ye ole noggin
Alley Oop opp oop oop oop
Or not. I have this lingering thought … Alley Oop opp oop oop oop. My heart’s on fire for Elvira. LOL
Alley Oop is a cartoon from the olden days. Still in production but we no longer get a Sunday paper so where might one find this Alley Oop you speak of Jilly Dub? In the funny papers you say! Of course! But where are the funny papers kept these days?
Trippy man, just trippy. And on that note, my stream has strummed. See ya next time.
Jilly’s Take: Oh man! Why did I pick this one? Glutton for punishment. Yet without trouble waters, I would not appreciate the beauty in life. “Troubled waters make for a skilled mariner” was in a fortune cookie I had once upon a long time ago. I remember when I used to collect my fortunes, leaving the tiny strips of paper at my desk in the office. I’d randomly re-read them to bring comfort or laughter. Some fortunes are very funny/punny/clever. You’re supposed to add “in bed” at the end as you read them for a chuckle. At least that is what K always did when we went to Bei Fang for lunch out. Yum! Now I want some pork fried rice and wonton soup. For breakfast? Sure! Why the hell not?!?!? See what the Rona has done.
Originally my mind was taking me to write about Lulu’s trouble waters. But that is not my story to tell. Glad I went with a sweet memory instead.
For more on today’s idiom LOOK here. Now to the song that always brings a tear to my eye. One we sang in Glee Club for Sister Teresa. Songwriter: Paul Simon