#JusJoJan~1/9/22

Astrid gave the prompt of unicorn 🦄. Thanks Linda for hosting. I’ll keep this short and sweet since I’m already late.

Unicorns 🦄 🦄and rainbows 🌈 🌈 around here is a common expression used when things are going well … too well to be true. Ya know since unicorns aren’t real. Not sure where the rainbows fit in since they are real. Oh well. Thoughts 💭 for another day.

✌️ Peace out.

As always more to come.

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#SLS ~ 1/9/22

Jim at Fandango’s suggestion prompts us with Concern, Fear, Fret, or Worry. While I may have used this song before, I’m using it again. Don’t Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult, songwriter Donald Roeser, is one of my faves and fitting for our situation.

Our = the collective “we” = citizens of planet 🌎 Earth. End of daze baby. \m/

B and I finally watched Don’t Look Up on Netflix. Not sure what all the hype was about. It was just okay in our opinion. It did make me think 🤔 about this song though 🎶.

All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone
Seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are

Come on, baby (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don’t fear the reaper)
We’ll be able to fly (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby, I’m your man

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, La

Valentine is done
Here but now they’re gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity (Romeo and Juliet)
40, 000 men and women everyday (like Romeo and Juliet)
40, 000 men and women everyday (redefine happiness)
Another 40, 000 coming everyday (we can be like they are)

Come on, baby (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don’t fear the reaper)
We’ll be able to fly (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby, I’m your man

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, La

Love of two is one
Here but now they’re gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn’t go on

Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew and then he appeared
Saying don’t be afraid

Come on, baby (and she had no fear)
And she ran to him (then they started to fly)
They looked backward and said goodbye (she had become like they are)
She had taken his hand (she had become like they are)
Come on, baby (don’t fear the reaper)

Sunday Reflections: A Week in Review ~ 1/9/22

I wrote quite a bit more this week than I have in a while. It’s nice to have something diverting my attention. We’re finally experiencing winter these last few days and I don’t like it. Brrrr. I told B we need to consider retiring to a warmer climate and he looks at me like I have two heads. Fall has always been my favorite season, a respite from the heat but not bitterly cold yet. However the great state of Tejas, at least our part of it, doesn’t have a fall season. Start from hades into the arctic, well arctic for me anyway. And with my pain, the cold makes the symptoms worse. I need heated up muscles. Alright enough whining. Too early for cheese and the only way to enjoy a good whine is with some fresh gouda. On with the recap …

On tap for this week, work and blogging. I’m also going to attempt to reframe my sour disposition. Yep I may feel bad but my attitude can either make things worse or make things better. I’m opting for better, come what may, no matter what.

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

As always, more to come.