People Watching in the Perch

I’m back in the nest. Eating lunch away from my desk has become a novelty. Today there’s a group of coworkers. Just chatting over shared pizza. Me? I’m eating leftovers off to the side.

One guy is from Russia. Someone asked what dialect do you speak? He replied “Russian is just Russian” He sounds like my daddy. Man I’m learning stuff as an eavesdropper 😂.

Another’s wife is from Thailand. He’s going to retire and then they’ll move there. He’ll be an expat. She’s going home. They already have the house. Built by someone from the UK to European standards. Talk about your multiculturalism.

Ok, time is up.

As always more to come.

J-Dub’s Review of “After Anna” by Lisa Scottoline

– No Spoilers –

postpartum, divorce, custody, childhood apraxia, trust funds, high school, relationships, infidelity, murder, womens’ friendships, trial/court system, prison corruption, sex trafficking, emergency rescues, and the list goes on …

I read this book cover to cover in one day. You might think that would make it “unputdownable” but nope. It was an easy read with short chapters titled before and after with the name of the character who’s voice in which the story was told. There were twists and turns which I expect for a psychological thriller but by the end, there was simply way too much going on. Any of the topics could have been made into a book of its’ own. The ending was way too hokey. Tied up in a pretty pink bow. Recommended read though.  I have read worse. I rated 3 of 5 stars, Goodread’s rating is 3.93 of 5 stars.

As always, more to come.

It’s only ugly if you’re vain: Part two

I’m going gray … I wrote about it here

It’s hard y’all when the peanut gallery comments but it’s especially pitiful to hear rudeness from family. So much for “at least it’s the good kind of gray” Today my mother-in-law told Lulu:

Your mom has given up.

Is she depressed?

She is so smart and she’s pretty except for her hair.

If she’d only color it again, she’d look 15 years younger.

I’d even offer to pay for it.

Tell your mom she can’t let B’s decrease in income stop her from taking care of herself.

She’ll never get that job.

Wait what?!?!?

Eff that! Oh no she didn’t. But sadly she did. Why do women do that to each other? Tear down. Instead of lift up. Not all women, this particular piece of work.

First of all don’t ask my child if I’m depressed. Second of all money has little to do with it. Unless time is money. Then yes. Third acceptance has everything to do with it. I’m gladly accepting what the good lord gave me.

I’m tired of trying to live up to society’s expectations. I’m not depressed. I’m in the best head space of my life. Truly. That doesn’t mean I’m perpetually happy. There are days. Y’all know. I release the hounds and move on!!

Eff it!! Now I’m more determined to buck the system. Who gets to define beauty? I mean really.

As always more to come.

Sunday Rambling 5/19/19

Five years ago I chronicled B’s journey through his accident.  I did not know about WP yet and I needed an outlet.  FB was as good a place as any to release the hounds.  Might be why they banned me later on.  I’m too real y’all.   Offensive they said.  Pfft!  As if!  Oh c’mon Jilly, get over the ban already would ya.

Anywho, hard to believe looking back now that he made it through.  In the thick of it, you just do.  One foot in front of the other.  These memories have been popping up since April 14 but this one from May 19, 2014 struck a cord.

So B’s bright red cast came off for a few minutes today to be replaced by what? Another bright red cast. Everything looks good but the radial break is not quite healed yet. Let’s face it he has old man bones.

He now has a prescription for heavy duty vitamin D. Once a week as more than that is no bueno. He is still not released to drive. And he cannot do anything weight bearing with his right arm until Monday June 23rd. That’s when he will return to get the cast off for good. Followed by at least a month of physical therapy.

Disappointed sure … but … and there is always a but … it could be worse. The ortho waiting room was filled with walkers, wheelchairs, and crutches. The guy next to us was visibly wincing. He had been dropped off and when asked he replied “yep I am alone again. The bus will come back for me”. For better or worse at least we have each other. This guy was alone. In a wheelchair. I’ll never complain about driving Mr. Daisy again.

Five years later, oh how soon we forget.  Since then I am sure I have complained about Mr. Daisy.  I forgot about that poor wheelchair bound man all alone in this world.  I took things for granted.  Re-reading my entry makes me pause and re-center myself.  I am back on track.  Hopefully this new better attitude lasts for a while.

As always, more to come.

For 5/19/19 ~ “Dusk Till Dawn”

This week Jim gives us the prompts Dawn/Noon/Dusk/Midnight/Nocturnal/Diurnal.  Hmm.  Well nothing is jumping out at me.  After a quick search I found this contemporary song by ZAYN featuring Sia.   I can’t remember where I first heard this song.  Maybe on one of the dancing shows I watch.  Or someone on the Voice may have covered it.  The song is catchy.  Not necessarily memorable.  Yet the boy from One Direction does good.  The video below contains the lyrics.  Hope you enjoy.

Writer(s): greg kurstin, sia furler, zayn malik

As always, more to come.

Ping Back

#SoCS for 5/18/19 ~ adverb of my choice

Somewhere in a land far far away there lived a giant who grumpily bothered the townsfolk frequently.

Well hello wonderfuls!  You caught me.  I’m trying cleverly to stream my way into a somewhat entertaining post.  Never a dull moment around here.  Linda is at it again.  Prompting us spiritedly with some good ones.  Today on tap she says and I happily quote:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “adverb.” Start your post with any adverb and just run with it. Have fun!”

Done!  Bonus for starting with an adverb.  Or not.  Because truth be told grammar rules are not my jam.  Are these words highlighted throughout this stream even adverbs?  I’ve been regularly spouting about what is and is not my jam latelyMerrily and joyfully I am passionately living my dream.  

To join in with this band of prompt respondents, follow the link to the rules and ping back.

As always, more to come.


Random Musings on Friday 5/17/19

I’m at work, sitting at my desk all alone in the dark because the timer for lights on the legacy floors 9/10/11 have been messed up since the last planned power outage.  I must admit I kind of like the dark.  The laptop screen is enough light for me.  I’ll be bummed when the fluorescents blare into my eyes @ 8:30ish.

I like having this quiet space to myself.  I just needed to write something quickly to center my mind.  Wishing everyone a peaceful day and wonderful weekend.  Cheers to #Free48.  Come on 5 o’clock somewhere.  🙂

As always, more to come.