The three baby cardinal eggs have all hatched.
The mom flies in to check on them regularly. We’ve been watching her taking care of them. Very special to witness nature in action. One day soon she’ll boot them from the nest. Something I am struggling to do. My chickadees went away for a while but they’re baaack. Actually part of me couldn’t be happier. The other part feels like a failure. Okay that’s too dramatic. And today will be a good day. Self-fulfilling prophecy!!!
So many things happened this past week making time feel slow and sludge like. The weather didn’t help either with rainy drizzle and cooler than normal temps. A year in a week, just like the feature image says. I took two days off work and that didn’t help either. Made the days even longer. Work is my much needed distraction. Ugh!
Blogging was the bright spot though. Always! Now let’s get on with the roll call shall we?
The Usual Suspects …
- April 11 #SLS – one word song titles and Tidbits
- April 12 Haiku – Branch & Swift had me floating down a river hanging on for dear life and Tidbits
- April 13 Share Your World and Fun Stuff
- April 14 #1linerWeds.
- April 15 Thursday Thoughts
- April 16 Friday Book Club and Tidbits
- April 17 #SoCS
- April 11 – Day Off
- April 12 – Starts with J – Jump in at the Deep End
- April 13 – Starts with K – Knight in Shining Armor
- April 14 – Starts with L – Lend Me Your Ears
- April 15 – Starts with M – Money Doesn’t Grow on Trees
- April 16 – Starts with N – Never in Your Wildest Dreams
- April 17 – Starts with O – Once Bitten, Twice Shy
Whew! I had lots of Tidbits this week. I might need to make that it’s own category. Since I am not active on FB any longer, those brief little snippets have been posted here instead. Better out than in as Shrek always says.
Welp, that covers the week. Off for some swingtime; the new part of my self-care therapy. Aaahhh now that’s the sweet stuff.
Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.
As always, more to come.
Starts with O – Once Bitten Twice Shy
Jilly’s Take: Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice shame on me. In other words, after one bad experience if I get “bitten”, I hope to learn my lesson or at least be shy about going there again. Proceed with caution!
For more on today’s idiom LOOK here. Then check out Great White. Songwriter: Ian Hunter. Love the piano in this one.
And away we go …
Linda writes and I (Polly Wanna Cracker) repeat Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “mash.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun! To join in, here are the rules and ping back.
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
What the what are you going on about? Sounds like a nervous tic. But no, it is music sweet music, there is music everywhere. Singing swaying records playing and dancing in the street!!
Wonder how much of those lyrics you got right and what you misremembered. And what’s the word for that again? Mondegreen!
Yep you remember useless trivia but when the time comes to do something, if you dont act right away you forget. Almost immediately. Doh!
I love mashed potatoes. Yummy for breakfast. Since I have yet to eat breakfast, I’m hangry. Not snickers hangry. More hung-silly. Look at me … MSU.
Well you can turn leftover mashed potatoes into potato pancakes. That is breakfastsy. And don’t get me started on mashed cauliflower as a substitute for mashed papas. More yum! Papas con huevos on maize for breakfast. Just what the doctor ordered! Oh and I LOVE cauliflower but something about the texture when it is mashed up is off putting to me. Olive oil, seasoning, and baked. That’s how to prepare cauliflower.
So much for the lyrical route. I’ve hopped over to the culinary destination considering where this prompt word has lead me. We watch a boatload of cooking shows on TV. Right now TOC = Guy’s Tournament of Champions is our favorite. We’re Team Darnell!! SuperChef! For the win!!! We hope.
And with that the she that is me aka Jilly is outta steam from this starchy stream. You gotta boil em before ya can mash em. Better get going before I get started again.
Until next time, au revoir or bon appétit.
As always, more to come.
I’m baaack. I haven’t done storytelling in a while. I’m not sure I’ve got any stories in me but I do have angst. Which might or might not make for a good story. I wrote the following longhand first. Now I’ll transcribe.
Journal Entry 9999.
4/16/21 Friday: A Day Off
I had to leave the house before I jumped out of my skin. Isolation has worn me down. You might ask how? You’ve never been truly isolated. You’ve been with your family in lockdown. No dark cell for you. And while physically that is true, mentally you’re an island.
The remotest most desolate place devoid of any other human form. Inside the walls of your head you scream for help,… for escape,… for at least one day free from the intrusive thoughts which rage sadly, not angry.
You know you’re only MSU = making stuff up. In hindsight, you see the paths of untruths you weaved. Not lies but as real as feelings can be. Knowing your perspective is skewed sideways. Warped. Yes, that’s it!
Look at me! I’m warped! I’m worst case scenario girl. The world is coming to an end. Time is short! Act fast. At NOW! Control your fate.
Such a fallacy. Control is improbable, an illusion. Only a state of mind.
Ok y’all. I feel a million times better. Getting toxic thoughts out of my head helped. From my synapses to fingertips to paper back to fingertips typing on a virtual page. B calling to check on me also helped. He’s my rational anchor in this world.
It’s a dreary drizzly mess today. No swing time for me. Maybe that’s the cause of my emotional state? Or not. I’m snug as a bug in a rug. Hunkered down. The tactile sensations of my throw over my shoulders comfort me. The pitter patter of rain is a soothing melody.
As always more to come.
Here is what I wrote for Goodreads: “I was captivated from the start. Finn made the most relatable narrator. I love a story where you gasp as those around you wonder what happened. In an instant, your life can change”.
Highly recommended read if you like the suspense genre. One of the better free books of the month. I finished it in one day, that’s how good.
As always more to come.
Starts with N – Never in Your Wildest Dreams
Jilly’s Take: In a word – UNIMAGINABLE!
Now for the song. Moody Blues always reminds me of “Knights in White Satin, never reaching the end” … But that does not fit with the idiom. I went another direction with their pep in your step classic Wildest Dreams. Who knew the Moody Blues were so versatile?!? Ahhh now that’s the stuff. Sorry to anyone hoping for Taylor Swift.
For more on today’s idiom LOOK here.
Happy what would have been tax day. Thanks to the Rona we have more time. Not sure having more time is a good thing but oh well.
My mind is popping like pop corn in oil. The old fashion kind made on the stove in a skillet. Pop! Pop-pop!!
B just found out his cousin has stage 4 lung cancer. They are a month apart in age, grew up together paying at grandma’s house before going their own ways later in life. Brings you right back to the good old days. Praying his battle will be won but realizing the alternative is likely.
This same cousin had Hodgkin’s lymphoma at 20. Then a reoccurrence in his 40s that he fought vigilantly. The doctors think this most recent cancer is a direct side effect of the radiation and chemo he took battling the reoccurrence.
Throughout all this he is still working. He’s actually planning a business trip to Indiana. Boy howdy! That is fortitude. I am awed, amazed and inspired. True we never really know what we will do when faced with limited choices. Some people rise to the fight and others well they succumb. I’d like to think I would buck up if placed in the same position but more than likely I’d take to my bed. Hope I will never have to find out.
Another recent example is my cousin Marie. She has been battling cancer for years now. Several close calls but still she powers on; making trips for treatment to Houston from rural Seguin TX. Most recently a medication taken for anxiety and to deal with the pain has made it where she cannot open her mouth. Yesterday she posted a very raw selfie with a caption, maybe this is a good thing? She is a talker. Joking that this gives her hubby a break. Her smile was turned completely upside down and locked shut, yet there was light and levity in her shining eyes.
In a word, PERSPECTIVE.
There but for the grace of God go I.
As always, more to come.
Starts with M – Money Doesn’t Grow on Trees
Jilly’s Take: After a particularly wordy post yesterday, I’ll be brief. What kid has not heard this idiom from her mom or dad?!?. Means you gotta work for your dough. Earn it!! Lol. I LOVE this song and hope you do too. For more on today’s idiom LOOK here.
Yay! for Linda getting her shot and being glad about it. We got ours and couldn’t be happier too. Until the tails comes in later this year. Haha! Just joshing with ya folks.
Today I am going with a mantra, something soothing, to help me get through today.
This Too Shall Pass …
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