#SLS ~ 8/7/22

Jim hosts #SLS & Di of pensitivity101 provided the prompts – Pets, Names, Memories. I went with Hey Bulldog performed by the Beatles. I’ve likely used this song before but thought I’d toss it out there again. Been a yellow submarine kind of week lately. Music like this breaks my bad mood.


Standing in the rain
Doing it again
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
What makes you think you’re something special when you smile?

No one understands
Jack knife
In your sweaty hands
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years
You don’t know what it’s like to listen to your fears

You can talk to me
You can talk to me
You can talk to me
If you’re lonely, you can talk to me

Big man (yeah)
Walking in the park
Frightened of the dark
Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know me, but you haven’t got a clue

You can talk to me
You can talk to me
You can talk to me
If you’re lonely, you can talk to me

Wahoo woof! Woof!
Hey bulldog! Hey bulldog!
Hey bulldog! Hey bulldog!

Hey man, what’s that boy?
What do you say?
I said, “Woof!”
You know anymore?
Wooaah ha-ha-ha!
You’ve got it, that’s it, you had it!
That’s it, man, woo!
That’s it! You’ve got it!
Don’t look at me man, I only have ten children
Ah ho! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Quiet boy, quiet!
Okay, quiet!

Hey bulldog!
Hey bulldog!

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Lennon John Winston / Mccartney Paul James

As always, more to come.

Sunday Reflections: A Week in Review ~ 8/7/22

Life is not for the faint of heart. Lots of drama this past week. When I’m at my most riled up, something happens to virtually slap my face, the cosmos telling me to get over myself. Not to minimize my woes but lordy, lordy things could be worse. Please pray for my brother who has been admitted to the hospital if prayers are your kind of thing or well wishes of any sort are much appreciated.

On a somewhat better note, my mother-in-law is back home. Unbelievable really because for a while things looked as if she may never walk again. But she’s up & around, slowly but still able to take care of minimum daily activities. Her mind was affected though. Sadly, that part is harder to resolve & might never be. She wasn’t really ready to leave the facility but insurance said she was “good enough” & gave her the boot. Not much time to do so but the home has been baby proofed & in home care will come a few times each week. My poor hubby going through this alone. Well not truly alone but he is missing D somewhat fierce because no one knows like your sibling.

I continue to do my homework for physical therapy & hope to avoid surgery or being prescribed heavy duty drugs. I’m still not any better but I’m also not any worse. The pain is still constant but tolerable & quite surprisingly, I feel best right after I’ve done my moves. Guess this homework is an everyday for the rest of my life type of thing. Put on some nice music and physical therapy is almost bearable.

Now for the roll call …

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

As always, more to come.