#SoCS ~ 12/4/21 Part Deux

I hope this isn’t breaking the rules. THIS is part deux. I didn’t plan to go on. Completely unplanned, not even minimal prep time. My mind kept going after reading the wonderful entries HERE. I mean how in world could I not remember this song when I see the prompt Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “rev.” Use “rev” or find a word that contains it. 

AAAHHHHHH. woo. Yeah buddy! That’s the stuff. There may be a tad bit of mania going on with me today. I got the books done for the LLC, woo to the hoo. Ordered my tax forms that became available 12/1/21. Feels mighty good to be ahead instead of procrastinating. Just in time for them to hire someone to replace my free labor of love. I had a revelation that really enjoy part time bookkeeping. It’s my jam. Ha Ha.

See you next week folks. Hasta! (there is a story behind that word which I may or may NOT tell you about later.

As always, more to come.

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#SoCS ~ 12/4/21

Time once again for #SoCS. Yeah buddy. The lovely Linda sets up the premise: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “rev.” Use “rev” or find a word that contains it. Our streams flow from there. To join in, HERE are the rules and ping back.

Vroom, vroom. That’s me revving my engine. Ha! So lame. Let’s try this again. Vroom, vroom.

No wait! Rev. Think, think, and think. Rev as in reverend. As in Remember The Titans … movie with Denzel Washington. The original QB had the nickname Rev as in reverend.

I’ve mentioned before that I have a thing for nicknames. Terms of endearment to me unless my nickname is something like jacka$$ or A-hole. Dirty mouth? Clean it up. Chew Orbit gum.

Oh my good gracious. What the heck am I doing? Reveling in the silliness. Jingle all the way. Ho, ho, ho. Thinking maybe we will put up our tree after all. Or I’ll bake a pie instead. The final reveal of my decision will be tomorrow.

Wishing you all a sensational Saturday. Play the lottery before 12/9/21 because all single digit December days are lucky. They’re numerical anagrams. So sayeth the superstitious. Yeah buddy.

As always more to come.