#JusJoJan & #SoCS ~ 1/23/12

First things first can ya dig it? That was so last week. Hehe :). Before I begin, Happy Birthday to B! He says it’s no big deal but to us this day is special. Cheers to a wonderful day and even better 2021!!

Now on with the prompts. Linda writes and I rewrite: Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “close eyes and point.” When you’re ready to write your post, open a book, a newspaper, or whatever is handy and close your eyes and point. Whatever word or picture your finger lands on, make that the basis of your SoCS/JusJoJan post. Enjoy!

To join in, here are the rules and ping back.

Hmmm. Games. We haven’t taken the newspaper in at least 10 years. There are no books in this room. I guess we’ll see whatever is handy. I’m at my desktop because my iPad and iPhone no longer provide full functionality on WP. The happiness folks are not happy. They haven’t a clue why I cannot like and comment on some posts but not others. But this is not about that.

Moving on …

Eyes closed then bazinga. The shelf to my left is now my feature image. I have not one but several things to spin a yarn about though if truth be told, my finger landed on the shell from dad’s 21 gun salute. Pony was a pallbearer and he got to keep one of the shells. He was only 18 and not too responsible which is why I held onto it for him. One of these days I will return the shell to its’ rightful owner.

There is also a pair of cufflinks that were dad’s and a miniature of the USS Copahee. He was the head cook for that ship during his time in the Navy. The blue Texas with San Antonio on it was his name tag for St. MM’s Men’s Club.

Unrelated to dad, I have the I voted sticker from several elections back. Not sure where I put the sticker from this election but it was all special with the presidential seal.

The perpetual calendar was something I bought when Lulu was selling stuff at school and we purchased because I very much dislike selling. I did what I always did. I bought enough to meet the quota so she wasn’t left out of the prize. She never sold the most but we participated. Fundraisers!! What a racket!! Glad those days are past. I keep this calendar set to 9/11 … always … so I #neverforget.

There is also a miniature carved elephant all the way from India. A coworker brought us all one when they returned home after their rotation in Pune. Did I ever tell ya I had the chance to go to India? We all did. Put our names in the hat to be site manager for 90 days when we first established the clean room over there. I missed my chance but I was still glad for those who got picked.

Next to Mister Elephant is a horse. I know he’s hard to see. That comes from Jane. She gave him to me the day I stopped being her manager. Gifts no matter how small are not allowed. When I was leaving and she changed reporting managers she said “we can be friends again so here you go”. Leaving management was one of the best things I ever did. I had to try being el jefe of course. Six 1/2 years was enough to last me a lifetime. Now I only have to worry about ME 🙂

Last but not least is a Donald Duck off a keychain I purchased as a souvenir from our one and only trip to Disney World in 2014. What a wonderful memory <3. As a kid Donald was my favorite. I can just hear him squawking as he drops the ice cream from his cone to his foot. FASTPASS!!! I heard annual passes have been discontinued thanks to the Rona. No telling if things will ever be the same again. What a shame! Guess we’ll need something new to replace things.

And that’s all she wrote. For now. Hope your Saturday is smooth sailing.

As always, more to come.

#JusJoJan – “Limp” ~ 1/22/21

TGIF!! Today is our lucky day. 1/22/21 is a palindrome. If numbers can be palindromes that is. Let’s play the lottery. Surely someone has to win 🙂

Linda’s short story continues here along with rules and ping back. I agree this really would be a good novel!! Now what do I have to say about limp?

I did it all for the nookie” … Limp Bizkit.

Get it?

Nope.

Me either 😉

That’s all for today peeps. Short and sweet. Until next time.

As always, more to come 🙂

#JusJoJan – “Spell” ~ 1/21/21

The prompt today is spell. Linda has written us a lovely short story. I felt transported away for a bit. If you’d like to join us, here are the rules and ping back.

I wish I could cast a spell to take away all the pain and suffering. I’m barely hanging on. I need to release the hounds but I’m afraid my troubles would appear trivial. Nobody wants a “Debbie Downer”. Keep it light. Laugh a little.

I spent some time in therapy dealing with my “stuff”. I minimize my feelings. My mantra was “It could be worse”. All the while the things were/are pretty crappy. I’m in denial. Until last night when I couldn’t keep it all together. The spell was broken and the flood gates opened. Holy mother of God. I prayed the rosary.

I feel better already just admitting the truth. All is not sunny in the Dub household. It’s not completely dark either. There are glimmers of Hope. That fickle bitch. She cast a spell on us.

As always more to come.

#JusJoJan “City” ~ 1/19/21

Linda prompts us with city. The idea for her story comes from Carol Ann and Dan. And it’s a really good story. Take a look here to see for yourself.

My first thought was a song lyric “in the city”. However just like last week, my mind goes blank. I can’t remember what the words come after “in the city”.

Continuing on with the song theme, I am reminded of the group Owl City. This song “Fireflies” makes me cry. Not because the song is sad but because of the connotations it brings up. I associate this song with a certain period in Lulu’s life. Man I want a do over something fierce right now. Instead I’ll just listen and blubber. I’m sure I’ll feel much better afterwards. No regrets. Onward through the fog.

As always, more to come.

#JusJoJan: Wish ~ 1/18/21

Time for #JusJoJan. Today the prompt is “wish”. To join in or see the other entries, here are the rules and ping back .

If wishes were horses beggars would ride. Or so “they” whoever they are say. But what’s that even mean?

It means wishing isn’t enough. Wishing without action is like pissing in the wind. Not that I’ve ever pissed in the wind. But you get the drift.

I wish we could get through to make appointments for the Covid 19 vaccine. All four of us “qualify” for the 1B group. All six of us if you include Bs parents.

We began calling the scheduler number at 9 on Saturday. Over 300 calls each on three different phones and never got through. We assumed they were closed on Sunday but not the case. A co-worker got through. She posted her method on FB. She called before 8 when they opened. She kept redialing until they answered around 10 minutes after. She happily waited on hold 40 minutes to be scheduled.

Lulu and I were inspired and tried that method this morning. We were encouraged after getting a message of “we’re closed, call back during operating hours”. This was a step up from the redialing busy signal we experienced on Saturday. We kept trying until 9. No luck. Wishes unfulfilled. Boo hoo for us.

The phone line is open 8 to 8. We’ll pick a random time later today to try again. We’re going to change up our method of calling until eventually we have to get through. That’s not wishing without action. That’s self fulfilling prophecy. Ha! So saith the soothsayers.

My dear friend joked that only one of us should call. She says we’re clogging up the phone lines and canceling each other out along with millions of other San Antonians. Doh! Maybe she’s onto something. Anyway, wish us luck!

As always more to come.

#JusJoJan ~ Check – 1/17/21

Wow that witch is a bitch! I can say that now. Cuz ya know the “History of Swear Words” narrated by Nic Cage on Netflix tells me that bitch is allowed. Once a swear word, now acceptable language? Maybe? I watched the whole series and I cannot remember the specifics of the B word episode. Wait was there a B word episode? Mindless watching at its’ finest. Anywho, check, done and done.

When I think of check, that was the second thing that came to mind, check, done and done. The first thing to come to mind was checkmate! I never learned to play chess. Not smart enough. Or patient enough. I am better tactical not strategic. Chess requires strategy. I think? The game of checkers is more my speed. Get it CHECKers. Ha! I win the bonus points!! Oh wait that was so yesterday. Anyhoo part two … Fin for now.

To join in the fun that is #JusJoJan and to read Linda’s stories and the entries of all the other fine folks, look right HERE for the rules and ping back. And when you’re done, you’re done. CHECK and CHECKMATE!!

As always, more to come.

#JusJoJan & #SoCS ~ 1/16/21

First things first can ya dig it? Song lyrics. I’m pretty sure. No time to google it though. Girl has gotta stream. All I remember is “first things first, can ya dig it … whole world something something … can ya dig it?” Or I’m MSU = Making Stuff Up. Yeah buddy.

Linda writes and I rewrite “Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “first thing.” Start your post with the words, “first thing” and go from there. Bonus points if you end your post with the last thing. Have fun!” To join the fun and/or read the creative works of other participants, here are the rules and ping back.

I don’t really have an ear worm because I cannot remember the words. Bummer. I’m fairly certain it is a song I really liked. Any hoo, moving along.

The first thing I do every morning is make my bed. We aren’t talking hospital corners, bounce a coin off the bed but I do make sure the fitted sheet is secure, straighten the top sheet, arrange the pillows and put the comforter over all. Making my bed has become a ritual.

If I “forget” I make the bed as soon as I remember because there is something about turn down that makes going to bed comforting. Crawling in after a crappy day and snuggling under the covers. Who needs a weighted blanket when we’ve had comforters for years? Same premise only maybe not as heavy.

I didn’t always make my bed. Of course growing up, we did. Mom made sure of that. When I moved out and got my own place, I quit. I mean c’mon. Why? What a waste of time I said. For years, I stopped. Until we had a speaker come talk to us at work. US Navy Admiral William H McRaven. Here is a clip, only six short minutes. We had him for an hour!

After that, I started making my bed each morning. I get teary eyed thinking about his talk. Because days like that, days where we all pile into the auditorium to listen to a speaker are gone. Over. And man we had some of the BEST people come talk to us over my almost 37 year tenure. And with technology those talks can still happen but it’s not the same as in person. All of us together. Strong. Palpable. Like one huge heartbeat. ❤

The last thing I ever could have imagined was a pandemic resulting in our office closure with 90+ percent of our employee base working from home. Surreal. But the last thing I want to do is give Rona any more air time. So I will quit while I’m ahead.

Happy Saturday folks! Hope your weekend is wonderful. #free72 because I am off Monday.

As always, more to come.

#JusJoJan ~ 1/15/21

Well for today’s jot the prompt is button. Such a coincidence that Linda the mind reader is peeking into my real life. To join in, click on the Rules and Ping Back

Today I received a letter from Buick connected by OnStar. They said because I traded or sold my vehicle, that my account has been canceled. I called to inquire as I am never going to sell or trader this vehicle. I don’t drive much anymore so I’m going to keep this car till my dying day.

I was told to walk out to the car and press the blue Onstar button twice. Which I did. However that did nothing. We did a 40 second recycle and still nothing. The sweet rep told me it was a hardware issue and I should take my car to the nearest GM dealer. Piss on that. Or “screw that noise” channeling my inner John Holton.

And that’s all she jotted for today.

As always more to come

#JusJoJan ~ 1/14/21

First off Happy Heavenly Birthday to my Brother Jimbo Pete! Today he would have turned 60. QEPD. Tonight we celebrate by ordering in from Capparelli’s!! I can’t wait to eat my eggplant parmesan. Delish!!!

Now is the time for #JusJoJan. The prompt is neighbor. Look here for Linda’s story, the rules and ping back.

Yesterday I wrote about my neighbor Mimi D. I had no idea the prompt today would be neighbor so score! Quick lil Jot and I get credit.

See you tomorrow 🙂

As always, more to come.