Sunday Reflections: A Week in Review ~ 11/20/22

I just realized I didn’t reflect last Sunday. Or better said I didn’t write about what I reflected upon. Because you know me, I’m a whirling dervish of reflections. What a juxtaposition! A whirling dervish is wild & chaotic while reflections are smooth & serene. I’m going through some stuff y’all. I’m feeling guilty for being upset because others have it worse off than privileged little Jilly. Though my stuff is still painful to me. Oy vey!

For the first time in my almost 58 years, we’re having Thanksgiving dinner on a Sunday! This Sunday. As in today. The meal is anything but celebratory though we are grateful for each other & will enjoy spending precious time together. And this ole gal can be put out to pasture since Lulu is the chef using all my recipes. I’m only witness, answering the occasional question. The torch has been passed. Good thing too because my body is not cooperating with me.

The last thing I wrote in my journal was this … Right now I feel like the end is imminent. Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch <then I doodled faces in pain> before writing I’m in pain! ❤ And I’m not medicated because I am medication adverse as my prior doctor once wrote about me.

What is a big fat lie. I’ve taken cholesterol medication since 2003 because of a definite diagnosis that did not respond to exercise or changes in my diet. In 2003, I weighed 120 lbs on my 5’3 1/2″ frame. I was still running 5 x’s a week & eating clean. Still cholesterol nearly 300. Crestor for the save! What most of these medical professionals don’t get about me is that I want to know why before accepting their treatment plan instead of masking my pain with heavy duty meds. Is that too much to ask? I think not!

Okay, enough pity party, whine with some cheese. Onto the roll call or onward through the fog, you be the judge. Drum roll puhleese!

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

As always, more to come.

#SLS ~ 11/20/22

I’m late for a very important date …. I haven’t checked out anyone else’s song choice yet & will jump off the deep end hoping not to repeat. At Clive’s suggestion we are prompted with songs with recognizable intros. Thanks Jim for hosting. HERE are the rules & ping back. Apparently I have used several songs already that meet the criteria. Not wanting to repeat myself either, I took forever to find something. I ultimately went with Chuck Berry’s Johnny B. Goode. Not the lyrics so much as that guitar. Hope you enjoy!!

Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy name Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.

Go go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, oh, Johnny B. Goode.

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
The engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my, that little country boy could play.

Go go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, oh, Johnny B. Goode.

His mama told him someday he would be a man
And he would be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music when the sun goes down
Maybe someday his name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.

Go go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, oh, Johnny B. Goode.