Sunday Reflections Part Two: The Post Christmas Edition ~ 12/26/21

Aaaahh. I’m sitting here enjoying a cuppa even though the weather is too warm for hot tea. I have this thing, hot tea only when it’s cold outside. Otherwise I left my tea steep until it’s room temperature. But the day is a gray humid drizzle so in honor of that, hot tea is called for to break the spell of the hum drums. I used my electric kettle for which I’m eternally grateful.

The kettle actually belongs to Pony for his coffee but after last year’s February Snowmageddon, he’s discontinued using it so I claimed it for myself. Hard to believe that just a little less than a year ago we were without running water for several days. Something during that time flipped a switch in his brain. The habit was broken. Good thing my addiction lives on.

Due to medical conditions, I limited coffee to one cup a week. Then last week seeing as it was the holidays, I leapt off the wagon, and drank coffee daily. I’m paying for it now and have begun my detox with this fantastic green tea elixir. Amazing what small life changes can do. I’ll stay on the wagon. I’ve done it before and will do it again.

I’m replaying our Christmas Eve in my mind. While it wasn’t a repeat of “what the hell was that?” from 2020, it was different. We jokingly called it low key hot ass Christmas. Oh joy! And yesterday Lulu and I spent the day alone. B and Pony went deer hunting.

Alrighty. Enough blathering about. I’ve caught up on #SoCS though I’ll go back later to see if anything new comes in. And I’ve got angry music to listen to as well. And with all the time in the world, I’m going to keep reading If It Bleeds by Stephen King. The title comes from the old newspaper expression, if it bleeds, it leads. Yep yesterday and ripped from today’s headlines all rolled into one. I think his short stories are the best! I know he’s not everyone’s cuppa but I’m able to separate. His words paint vivid pictures in my head and characters who come to life. Yep just what the doctor ordered.

As always more to come.

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#SLS ~ 12/26/21

Jim and Amy provide the sets ups again today. Unless I have lost count, that is three weeks running. A trifecta. Woo to the Hoo. The prompts are Anger, Frustration, Furious, Irritated, Mad, Provoked, Revenge. I have to admit I laughed when read the post as I pictured little Jim having his candy meltdown and his mom walking away. I was told to do that a time or two but instead, I left the kid’s at home with B until they had outgrown the tantrum phase. Avoidance is the best risk mitigation technique. Yeah buddy.

Okay so now for the songs. I have always used music to soothe me. Part of that is listening to music that can be somewhat aggressive, playing the songs loudly, and screaming singing. Yep that’s a thing. Better out than in as Shrek says. I know the friendly ogre was referring to something else but the sentiment fits here too. I have tons of songs to choose from. Ultimately I landed on two. First, Bodies by Drowning Pool. Songwriters: Stevie Benton / Christian Joseph Pierce / Michael J. Luce / David W. Williams. There’s some growling in there. Fllllloooooorrrrrrrr. Noooooooooo.

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Beaten why for
Can’t take much more

Here we go!
Here we go!
Here we go now

One – nothing wrong with me
Two – nothing wrong with me
Three – nothing wrong with me
Four – nothing wrong with me

One – something’s got to give
Two – something’s got to give
Three – something’s got to give now

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Now!

Push me again
This is the end

Here we go!
Here we go!
Here we go now

One – nothing wrong with me
Two – nothing wrong with me
Three – nothing wrong with me
Four – nothing wrong with me

One – something’s got to give
Two – something’s got to give
Three – something’s got to give now

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Skin against skin blood and bone
You’re all by yourself but you’re not alone
You wanted in and now you’re here
Driven by hate consumed by fear

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

One – nothing wrong with me
Two – nothing wrong with me
Three – nothing wrong with me
Four – nothing wrong with me

One – something’s got to give
Two – something’s got to give
Three – something’s got to give now

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Hey! Go
Hey! Go
Hey! Go
Hey! Go

And for good measure – Walk by Pantera. Songwriters: Rex Brown / Philip Anselmo / Darrell Lance Abbott / Vincent Paul Abbott. Lyrics within.

Rock on wit ur bad selves …

Sunday Reflections: A Week in Review ~ 12/26/21

I’m loving the Fantasy Island reboot. And just like on the island, it doesn’t take much to make things feel like Christmas because everyday in Fox TV faux-land Christmas comes every day. The place where all your wishes come true. Ah Phooey! Though mind over matter is something until the physical reigns supreme. At least with a positive attitude, your passage of time is better than it would otherwise be. Too much waxing philosophical. I’ve been through what some may call a mind (you know what). And I am exhausted. Now without further ado, the quick roll call.

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

As always, more to come.