Share Your World ~ 6/29/21

Thanks Melanie for being the best host ever!! Let the games begin …


A mixed bag today

What do you think of the idea of the ‘greater good’ principle? Story of my life to a point where what I want/need/desire is of little to no consequence. I have taken one for the team and contorted like a pretzel more times than I can count. One of these days, pow right in the kisser Jackie Gleason. Wah, Wah, Wah!!! Where’s the wam-bu-lance? Or the world’s smallest violin to play my sad sad song again.

Seriously I don’t mind but I do. Feels like my good nature has been taken advantage of. I need to stand up for myself one of these days.

Do you enjoy riding a roller coaster or other amusement park type ride? Yes!! I always loved the rollercoaster. My first experience was a loop-d-loop at Knots Berry Farm circa 1970 something. We rode over and over and over again. Except I haven’t been in ages and my back might not be able to stand the jolts these days.

Which musical instrument is the most annoying to you personally? None. I love music in all its forms.

Would you rather have a vivid imagination or a photographic memory if you had to choose just one? I win! I already have both!! If I had to reduce my gifts, <ahem> or curses, I’ll keep my vivid imagination. F.U.N!!!!

GRATITUDE SECTION (always optional)

Feel free to share fun plans for this season that you might have.   Especially now that many places are lifting restrictions and travel is a bit easier. We need a vacay something fierce. Not sure what or where but soon. After my car fuel pump gets repaired, our new roof gets installed, and we finally fix the master bathroom’s shower leak. So much to do and so little time. I’m grateful we have the means to do all this though. #blessedbeyondmeasure

Tidbits ~ 6/27/21

Title: Pony’s Birth Story.

Lots to get out of ye ole cerebrum mi amigos/amigas.

Where were you 33 years ago today? Me? It was a Monday and I was at work. Still on the phones. I had a really bad call and hung up on the customer which is no bueno. I distinctly remember the call was about billing. Hmm, the more thing change, the more they stay the same.

I went to the bathroom to splash water on my face when I ran into two friends, Susan and Isabel who told me “Jill go home; you’re in labor”. Truth. But I scoffed. “No I’m not” You can’t make this stuff up.

I stayed, until 6 pm, finished the late shift. After which I headed home to find B with his friend Donald, drinking a few brewskies, crib STILL in pieces on our living room floor.

I announced through gritted teeth, “I’m going to Lung Fungs for dinner if you care to join me”. I thought Donald would take the hint and leave but nope, he tagged along. I felt the contractions all through dinner but said nothing. The meal was quite enjoyable if I remember correctly.

Back home again, I told Donald to leave unless he wanted to witness a live birth. B and I did all the Lamaze things. The breathing. The walking. Don’t go to the hospital too early, they said. We listened. For what felt like forever, we walked laps around our tiny house, over and over again.

B was the one who finally said, “do you think it’s time to go in?” We called my parents. PoPo Jim was in Houston on business but B’s mom was able to meet us there.

We were admitted some time after midnight. My school chum’s mom was working at the front, comforting to see a friendly face. I told her this was probably Braxton-Hicks since I wasn’t due until July but she mouthed to B “I don’t think so”.

Small world that it is, a girl who B had gone to school had been taken back as well, just a curtain separating us. In her case, she got sent home with false labor. Her daughter T, who went to school with our Pony for 13 years, was born @ 2-3 weeks later.

Our brightest ball of son-shine entered the world at 2:50 am. He’s been a night owl ever since. This year, thanks to being fully marinated, he is on the third annual “b-day bonanza and other extravaganza – NM to CO and back again” road trip with friends. Having the time of his life I’m sure.

We took him to an early b-day dinner before he left where he humored me with a picture. A good one, where he still smirks but his eyes are smiling. He even has his arm around my shoulder; a side hug but I’ll take it. We’re as twinsie as it gets. He consented to taking the picture but only if I promised not to share on social media. I’m keeping my promise. Shocker I know! But this one, attached as feature, I made no such promises about. So up it goes. Awwww, our baby ❤

As always, more to come.

#SLS ~ 6/27/21

Paula via Jim prompts us with Breakfast, Brunch, Dinner, Lunch, Snack, Supper. Fun! Well I eat biscuits for breakfast so I chose Rubber Biscuit cover by the Blues Brothers. Sandwich is also in there too, perfect lunch or light supper. You’re not going to catch me, I was on a mission from Gawd. Oy Vey! Haha!

Writer(s): Charles Johnson, Samuel Strain Jr., Shedrick Lincoln, Paul Fulton, Nathaniel Epps

Bow bow bow…
(Um, do that again)

Bow bow bow…

Have you ever heard of a wish sandwich?
A wish sandwich is the kind of a sandwich where you have two slices of bread and you, hee hee hee, wish you had some meat…

Bow bow bow…

Ummm… the other day I had a ricochet biscuit.
A ricochet biscuit is the kind of a biscuit that’s supposed to bounce back off the wall into your mouth.
If it don’t bounce back… you go hungry!
Bow bow bow…

Umm, umm, umm… the other day I had a cool water sandwich and a Sunday-go-to-meetin’ bun…
Bow bow bow…

Hee hee hee hee… What da ya want for nothing? … a rubber biscuit?
Bow bow bow…

Tidbits – Bittersweet ~ 6/26/21

I’ve got the place all to myself for the first time in forever. Up pops the memory of this song by Stone Sour “Forever feels like home, sitting all alone your own inside your head”.

Or maybe my new earworm is the result of being the last song on 99.5 KISS before I parked and came inside my empty house. Well I’m not actually alone. I’m locked and loaded, gun toting American. Me and Brutus … my pittie. Isn’t Brutus the best dog name ever?!?!? Yep I’ve gone off the deep end.

Real or fiction? You be the judge. I wonder sometimes if I should take another hand at writing a novel. The great American tale as old as time. But alas that ship has sailed.

I got a lot done in a little while, starting with cancelling my wax since my old lady hair has yet to grow out to the size of a grain of rice. I’ve reached the stage where my invisible mustache grows faster than my under arm and leg hair. I signed myself in for a trim, then ran to H.E.B for my calcium, magnesium, zinc combo that is keeping me safe from the Vid. That and being fully marinated.

My final stop was Schaffer to return The Son of Mr. Suleman by Eric Jerome Dickey. Excellent book, recommend read. The San Antonio Public Library aka SAPL pronounced s-apple has become my every three week treat. Instead of being greedy, I take out one Express Collection, today’s choice being The Institute by Stephen King. As much as I’d like to, I can’t finish two books in three weeks since work life interrupts. That’ll be a retirement perk. To read unabandoned with vim and vigor. Aren’t words glorious! Though I did pull Ready Player One by Ernest Cline off the shelf. Not Express which means I’ll have an extra week and can renew it once. The book is a recommendation from a coworker. Speaking of, have I mentioned, I have the BEST coworkers ever!!! Because I do.

Alrighty, time to dive into the pages. Not to fret, I’ll be back, like a bad penny, said in my best Arnold voice over voice. For the second time today, wishing y’all a sensational Saturday.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS – Up/Down ~ 6/26/21

Time to stream folks …

Linda writes and I copy paste “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “up/down.” Use one, use them both, but try to put one in your first sentence. Bonus points if you use the other in your last sentence. Have fun!

Up the down staircase was either a book or a PBS movie. Don’t remember which. No time to Google it as my thoughts fly from my brain to the virtual page. Yeah buddy, we’re cooking with gas or rolling with the flow as the case may be. Lighting speed, no lazy river. Manic! “She’s a maniac maniac that’s for sure and she’s dancing like she never danced before …

Isn’t it awful that the actress in Flashdance couldn’t dance. They used a body double. For shame Hollywood. Was Richard Gere in that movie? Also not sure and no time to look it up. Very cliche just like Officer and a Gentleman which I loved until I was told I shouldn’t because the movie was not PC.

Should have, could have, would have … my former therapist told me to can it with those three, they’re crazy makers. What’s done is done. Are you picking up what I’m putting down?

Bonus! My intro? It doesn’t count and this closing section? Well this little ditty doesn’t count either. Wishing everyone a sensational Saturday!!

Rules and Ping Back

As always, more to come.

#WATWB ~ 6/25/21

#WATWB is a blog hop on the last Friday of every month. Here are the intention and rules which aren’t being maintained any longer but I’m using just in case. Find #WATWB on FB and Twitter. The following, truly inspired me. Two good deeds teaching us all a valuable lesson.

Co-Hosts are Sylvia McGrath ( ) and Belinda Witzehausen (

As always, more to come.

Thursday Thoughts ~ 6/24/21

Funny Math Edition

On 5/3/21, we had a hail storm. Three vehicles and the roof damaged. One vehicle already repaired, the others will keep a few dings. For some reason … that I don’t rightly remember … we took a 1K comprehensive deductible. I’m sure I thought we were saving moola. And we did but we were also banking on never needing to use the insurance.

I was of the opinion to take as high a deductible as we can afford. I even calculated the break even point by which date we’d have saved more than 1K on insurance premiums but my math was fuzzy and funny. Since our Auto Policy is a six month policy, that is more difficult for my non-math major mind to re-compute. Using my Homeowners Policy as an example, let’s see if we are better off.

I tripled checked the numbers that follow:

$15 a month x 12 months = $180 a year x 21 years = $3780 savings for taking the 5K deductible

The original deductible would have varied – 2% of the coverage A dwelling amount which equates to $3900.

Still following me? You’d better turn back because I’m lost. Hehe. Not really.

$5000 – $3900 = $1100

This means we are paying $1100 more than we would have had to pay towards our roof replacement. But, we also saved $3780. To me, we’re ahead but I can’t convince others that my money move was the brightest. And just maybe they are correct. I didn’t otherwise divert the $3780 to ‘earn’ more as I had once planned. I forgot about it actually. I also thought the difference was more than $15 a month. At the time, I knew our break even point was @ 6.2 years in … roughly. After that, it was all gravy.

Now the decision is whether or not to leave the deductible as is? Or to lower it for the next claim. Which we never hope to have btw.

As always, more to come.