Time once again for #SoCS. Come on in, the water’s fine. Linda has given us our prompt and we’re ready to go!
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “door.” Write about a door you walked through this week that wasn’t your own. Enjoy!
Hmmm. Ok. Door. Think, think, think!
This week was a weird one for me. I had places to go and people to see. I must’ve walked through more doors than I could shake a lamb’s tail at … shake a stick at … shake your tail feathers baby ala Blues Brothers cuz ya know I watched that on TV this week. Nothing else good was on thank you Winter Olympics. I am so over you. I am ready to get back to my regularly scheduled programs.
Hello my name is J-Dub and I am addicted to TV!
What the heck is the origin of shake a lamb’s tail? Isn’t it two shakes of a lamb’s tail? So much for door. That big wooden thing has closed. I think I made all this lamb’s tail stuff up up and today no research. Timer is set and I am truly streaming. Yahoo! Yahtzee! Bingo! Bunco!
Look up couch potato in the dictionary and there you will find me. You know just lounging and watching TV. In my phat clothes. So sue me. No don’t sue me! It wasn’t me I tell ya.
Hmmm, maybe the door that is not my own that I should’ve walked through this week was the gym! Don’t let the gym door hit you where the good lord split you! Lol! Have you lost your damn mind J-Dub? Well you know she has. Sssshhhh. Don’t tell her. Let’s just pretend that this never happened.
Today’s ramble was brought to you by the frenetic mind of one J-Dub McGillicutty. That’s me! As always, more to come.
Rules and Ping Back
Made you look!
My Eyes!!! My friend said to me. I cannot unsee your burn. That’s gross Jill. No one wanted to see that. So I said “well you know, there is this thing called scroll. Slide on by mister. Or quit following me/un-friend me for fuck’s sake”.
Uh yeah, you know I didn’t say that. Instead I apologized. I even almost deleted my post.
My intention was to warn would be oatmeal eaters in F cafe extension.
He said my intention was attention seeking. WTF but ya know … hmmm. Maybe I was? kind of? sort of? not really!
I don’t want your attention! I want free oatmeal for life from F cafe. I want them to cater to my every need when I stroll on in there. All hail princess J-Dub!
Pop! Bubble burst! Too bad 😦
Seriously folks. Do you know what I thought when this happened? First, shock at how bad it hurt. Second, disbelief and just be calm. Third, clean up the mess. Fourth, pay for your oatmeal. Fifth, go to the bathroom and run cold water on my hand. Sixth, scratch that and instead haul ass to the nurse.
While in the room being seen, I was thinking that I deserved to be burned. I was distracted. I was rushing. I was thinking mean thoughts. This accident was something that was supposed to happen; telling me to slow my roll and take a chill pill. Telling me to be a better person.
Anyhoo, I will dispense with the pictures. I am still taking a day by day snap in case I need evidence later. You know for my free oatmeal case. Maybe I will put up a final once I am healed?
As always, more to come.
I wrote this preblog days for FB. On 2/22/15 to be exact.
For the record, I have given up something non-edible for Lent for the last three years and/or added something good. I have recently changed my stance on sarcasm. Sarcasm can bring levity to tense, uncomfortable, stressful situations. This year, I am not talking about what I am doing for Lent, I am just doing it! Anyhoo, without further ado, from the Middle:
For those who watch the Middle, the Sue and Darren storyline is a little familiar. Except she said no and I said yes 😍
Our conversation while watching the playback went something like this …
B: “Lulu don’t get married in high school “
Lulu: “why not ?”
B: “you need to be independent first. Finish college”
Me: “yeah baby girl wait until the year after high school like me. Or maybe just learn from my mistakes”. 😍
Well I broke my Lenten promise again with sarcasm. When will I ever learn. Because it wasn’t a mistake. Not perfect of course. Perfection is an illusion. Yet it is still sunshine roses and rainbows around here. Laughter truly is the best medicine even when brought on by sarcasm.
Wishing everyone an incredible day. Make it a good one!!!
As always. more to come.
I waited til B was here to unveil. I told him it was probably nothing because it doesn’t hurt any longer. Here’s what day 2 looks like:
I do have a fairly high tolerance for pain. The nurse told me to alternate Tylenol and Ibuprofen every 4 hours but I didn’t. I took the Tylenol once and that was it. Bacitracin and Aloe worked best. Plus the human mind is amaze balls.
I disgustingly want to pop the blisters. They’re just gross. They need to go away.
The cafeteria manager replied to my report. How sorry he was. That they will continue to check the temp as they do now.
Pfft! Pretty sure they weren’t checking anything. I should feel better having reported it but I don’t. Maybe I expected free oatmeal for life. Lol!
As always more to come.
You think never. You think, not I. But at any given moment, we are capable of doing what we least expect. ~ Josef from the Storyteller by Jodi Picoult
My two cents: I think this is true. And this makes me sad unless the what we least expect is good. I’d like to think good will triumph over evil. Too bad that evil seems to be winning lately. Guess I’ll go out there and look for pockets of sunshine.
The celebrity version is hilarious 🤣
Surveyed 100 men … what do you do when you realize you’ve run out of clean underwear?
- Turn em inside out
- Stick some paper up in there
- Wear em anyway
Steve Harvey can barely keep it together.
Too bad I didn’t see this before I ate 3 cinnamon rolls. A much healthier way to release tension. LMAO 🤣. I highly recommend this silliness.
As always more to come.
Jenna, there was just something about Jenna
Something like biting on tin foil
You know what I am talking about
Sure the first time you meet her
She is gregarious
All air kisses and hugs
“You look marvelous darling!”
Don’t be fooled
No one could know the darkness
That lies beneath
Twisting and reaching
Into the crevasses of her soul
*Inspired by the movie Get Out! I am still thinking about it. <Shudder>
As always, more to come.
Just watched Get Out. A horror story like no other. Maybe a little like Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Or body transplant without space aliens 👽.
I think I’ll use stir straws to avoid the clinking of a spoon in a tea ☕️ cup.
Perfectly titled. The entire time I screamed Get Out!!
As always more to come.
See here. I decided I’m no quitter after all. At least not when it comes to reading. I picked the Marriage Pact back up and powered through. Sadly, the story really didn’t improve. Newlyweds Alice and Jake are the main characters brought into the Marriage Pact by a seemingly benevolent mentor. Nothing is as it seems. Been there before, super predictable.
As I continued on, the story was even more reminiscent of the Firm. Or Eyes Wide Shut or The Ice Storm. And maybe you’re thinking but those are not similar. Yet to me, they are … at their core. They are about marital bliss or lack there of. Some graphic violence made me grimace. Served no point. Ultimately this story about marriage contained little substance. And the ending was far fetched/saccharine/hokey.
Recommendation: read only if you’ve absolutely nothing else better to do. 1.8 our of 5 stars ✨