#JusJoJan ~ 1/21/19 – Echo

#JusJoJan in da house.  Woo to the Hoo.  Lady Lee prompted us with echo.

Click here to find her last Just Jot it January post.  

Hi Lady Lee!!!!!!!!!  And thanks Linda for hosting.

As kids, we love to yell from high on the hilltop and see if our voiced echoed.  I guess we were never up high enough but I do not recall every hearing the reverberating sounds of Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello … except from my brother standing next to me saying those words in an echo like voice.

For some weird reason the movie line “in space, no one can hear you scream” is on a loop in my brain.  I wonder if things echo in space?  I wonder if a tree falls in the woods and no one is around to hear it does it make a sound?  Perception is everything y’all.  Very trippy.

My picture of the Super Blood Wolf Moon from last night was very blurry.  In my defense, it was cold and I heard wolves howling.  I had just seen “The Passage” and I thought they were going to eat me. Hubba, hubba Mark-Paul Gosselaar. But he is not a wolf!

And, … well, … Okay I did not hear wolves.  I heard my grand-pups.  Anyway, I took the out of focus shot and ran back inside. This morning the moon was still out in full force and stopped twice in two different parking lots to get these.  Oh and once at a red light.  Shame, shame on me.

And that’s all she wrote.  For this … I am going to try and get my Haiku on.

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#JusJoJan ~ 1/20/19 – Serendipity

Hello friends!  Time for #JusJoJan.  My word was picked for today.  Woo to the Hoo!!! I feel just like I won the lottery!!  Muchos Gracias Linda!!!  How’s that for serendipity?

Well, … the actual winning part of the lottery is serendipity.  Though the jury is out on whether winning is really such a good thing.  The aftermath can be brutal.  Tis true, money changes people and not always for the better.  My current read “Nine Perfect Strangers” by Lianne Moriarty has a married couple struggling with that exact issue.  No spoilers but highly recommended read.  This book is being made into a TV series, just like “Big Little Lies”

But my word being chosen is not a good example of serendipity because the chance element is missing.  You see we got a hint that the post for prompts part 2 would go up 1/16/19 @ 1 pm EST.  I set a timer y’all.  Am I shameless or what?

Hmm, what’s another example of the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way?

Oh ya.  Here you go.  I used to attend monthly Chartered Property Casualty Underwriter (CPCU) meetings which always had a door prize.  I was committee chair and part of my duties were getting those door prizes and arranging the raffle/drawing.  I’d put a ticket in the hopper for each attendee.  I always dropped in the name of the speaker as well.

After one particularly inspiring speech from Dr. Reyna, we had the drawing and he won.  As he was given the prize,  without even opening it, he handed the gift to the person sitting nearest to him and exclaimed “Serendipity!!!”  People cheered!!  And of course I had to go home and look up that word.  You see this was pre-cell phone days.  Mr. Google was yet to be my friend.  And  I didn’t carry around a dictionary with me.

Ever since then I try to find opportunities to be a part of serendipity.  I want to be just like Dr. Reyna.  He is perpetually happy and gracious.  He is living proof that a positive attitude is powerful.  Now go out there and take some chances. Serendipity!!!!!

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#JusJoJan and #SoCS for 1/19/19 ~ Television 📺

Good morning everybody!  Coming to you live in front of a studio audience, it’s J-Dub’s Adventures in Nonsense.

Sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of streaming consciousness.  As we watch Jots from the brain of one Ms. McGillicutty meander down memory lane while looking to the future.  On her show today we will be discussing “television.” We will talk about favorite shows, past, present, or future, and about the apparatus known as TV itself. Enjoyment for folks of all ages.

Ha! I am a television junkie y’all.  I am amazed at how far we’ve come with  the technology.  That alone is fascinating even before we get to the topic of what we watch.  I mean c’mon, who back in the 1950s would have thought people would have TVs all over their homes and not just the one small one with rabbit ears and only 4 channels? Who could have imagined we would watch TV from the palm of our hand while riding a recumbent bike?  I did that y’all … On my tiny iPhone 6 … with a broken arm after walking to school in the snow.

Huh? what? A random thought bubble.

I am back.  TV.  Some say it is rotting our brains and turning us into couch potatoes. I say anything can rot our brains if we let it.  Yes we need to exercise and all that jazz … we need balance.  To me, TV viewing is only a problem if you make it a problem.

Favorite shows past – Saturday morning cartoons, the Brady Bunch and Gilligan’s Island.

Favorite shows present – A Million Little Things, anything reality cooking or reality dancing .   Especially when it involves kids.  Those little bakers and dancers are adorable!!!!

Favorite shows future – hmmm how the heck would I know?  lol 🙂 BUT and it’s a big butt, I sure am excited to see what “they” the collective that is the TV entertainment industry and technology gurus develop.

Come with me folks; “Fasten your seatbelts, it’s going to be a bumpy night” said in my aging stage actress Margo Channing/Bette Davis voice over voice. May have been a movie first but I saw “All About Eve” on the small screen.  Oh and lest we not forget the commercials.

Fin for now.

Oh wait!  Shameless beg for comments, tell me what if anything do you like to watch on TV?

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#JusJoJan ~ 1/18/19 – Companionship

Di prompted us with companionship.  What a comforting word.  Just like a nice warm blanket or fuzzy socks :).   Click here to find her last post  Hi Di!!!!!!

After my mom died (21 years ago next week), my dad was depressed.  The first sign was that he stopped showering.  He wasn’t eating much either.  He’d sit for hours in his recliner with the TV on for noise.  What he was able to manage was going to daily weekday morning Mass held in the rectory.  He struck up a relationship with a fellow parishioner who was also often in attendance.

The next thing you know, he started taking care of himself.  Yay! to showering again but also to getting out there and living life.  When he announced his impending wedding, many were surprised.  Some even upset.  He’d hear things like “You’re 81 years old!! what are you thinking?!??!”  Me, well I was over the moon happy to get my daddy back.  To see him laugh and smile … “How Sweet It Is”.

Being lonely or alone in a crowd can kill and not quickly.  I was watching my physically well dad slowly die from loneliness.  Human contact and companionship saves lives y’all.  I swear by it.  Gave me my dad back for almost nine more years.

Virtual hugs to you and yours.  Whoever is reading this, know someone cares.  You are not alone.

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#JusJoJan ~ 1/17/19 – Inch

Happy Thursday folks!!!  John @ The Sound of One Hand Typing prompted us with inch.  Thanks for the prompt and a BIG hello this morning.

John is the music man and collector of rad vintage commercials.  Check out a post of his here. Then peruse his site.  I guarantee you that you’ll learn something new and cool.

INCH – my first thought is give them and inch and they’ll take a mile.  Greedy buggers.  Not you who are reading this … nope.  If I gave you an inch, I am sure you’d say thanks.  Taking a mile is for schmucks.  < thought bubble…image of Steve Carell and Paul Rudd >.

Ugh!  Get out of my head.  This is not the film “Dinner for Schmucks” and/or #SoCS.

Up next, inch worm, inch worm give me a mile.  Doh!  That’s not right.

What was it?  Oh ya.  There was this toy you see.  That I had to have.  But never got.  Why? well because my parents realized it had no staying power.  You’re getting a bike they said.  And that bike was the best gift ever.

Can’t picture an inchworm?  Well in typical JH fashion, here is a vintage commercial.

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#JusJoJan and #1linerWeds. 1/16/19

It’s Wednesday y’all.  Oh happy day!  Time for #JusJoJan and #1linerWeds.

I mentioned I took snaps to use on this day.  Here is a keeper. 

The quote was on the opening page of “Nine Perfect Strangers” by Liane Moriarty.  Off to a most excellent start.  The story is very descriptive and I feel like I am on this road trip to Tranquillum House with Frances.   No spoilers, I promise.  I have not read far enough to know what’s going on and I have avoided any and all reviews.

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#JusJoJan ~ 1/15/19 – Paris

Kelli prompted us with “Paris”. Click here to find her last post  Hi Kelli!!!

Paris. Never been. Never wanted to go there. Pictures of the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, and the Louvre are enough to satisfy my curiosity.

Quick jot for today. I’m a busy bee. See you tomorrow.

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#JusJoJan ~ 1/14/19 – Reflection

Janet prompted us with reflection.  Thank you Janet for the wonderful prompt.  Folks, look here to see Janet’s blog.  She is very creative and her blog has lots of cool stuff.

January 14, 1961 – July 19, 1999

Rest in Peace

Remembering ~ The Dash

Big Brother


In this case, I use reflection as in serious thought or consideration.

Back in July 1999 as the world mourned the passing of JFK Jr, our family mourned the loss of my brother Jimbo Pete.  I mention this because of the similarities – born two months apart, both died at the age of 38.  Both gone too soon.  Both deaths a tragedy.  Though that is where what’s in common ends.  Their lives could not have taken more different paths.

My mom had died that January before Jim.  Lulu was a baby.  Dad remarried a year and some months later and was on his honeymoon that July when we got the news that Jim was gone.  This was pre cell phone.  A few days would pass before we could reach him to tell him what happened.  A father should not outlive his child.  Simple fact.  We’d be reminded of this in July of 2006. When B’s brother died.

An overwhelming amount of life events (birth, death, marriage, death) were packed into a very short time.  As I look back, I see we endured and became stronger.  We had no idea then that things could be worse.  Well maybe some idea but not with certainty.   One thing I have learned is that certainty is eventual and fleeting.  Control is but an illusion.

As I sit here reflecting today, I am reminded of perseverance.  I am grateful and humbled.  2019 is my year of doing which I hope to translate into doing … serving … living life to the fullest for the rest of my days.

I don’t want to reflect on the past and what might have been.  I must move forward.  Now I am second guessing myself.  I should have gone with relfection as in mirror.  Doh!  Guess I will save that for next time.

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#JusJoJan ~ 1/13/19 – Undiscovered

Teresa prompted us with undiscovered.  Take a look at her site right here – so very good.  Hi Teresa!!!

Is undiscovered a contradiction?

I mean in order to name something don’t you have to discover it first??!?

Duh Jilly!  Use it as a adjective.

Ah okay!  But first you need to know what is an adjective.  You have become sloppy with how you apply the grammar rules.  Or worse … you are all willy nilly and purposefully misspell words.  Gregg would be super disappointed in you.

Do you remember how there was a hard bound Gregg Reference Manual at work and people actuality used it?  And some folks … not you … used to get in heated debates.  And how you would get popcorn from the cafe’ and watch the sparks flying.  Ah good times in 1985 I tell ya.

Now what does the above have to do with undiscovered?  The people want to know.  Well, nuthin.   But what follows does … and it is Sunday.  And we sing on Sunday or we sing every day.  Enjoy …



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#JusJoJan and #SoCS for 1/12/19 ~ Art

“Saturday in the park I think it was the 4th of July”

Uh no, it is January 2019 in the year of our Lord.  Time once again for #SoCS.  To spice things up #JusJoJan is making an appearance.  Woo Hoo.  Another two-fer on a non Tuesday.

Here is the official prompt provided by the lovely Linda who keeps the wheels rolling no matter what:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “art.” Talk about something that’s hanging on your wall. Add a picture, if you’d like. If you have no art on your walls, talk about something in a museum. Have fun!

After the incident in October 2006, we didn’t put too art much back up on the walls.  We didn’t have much to begin with because we are very selective.  Ha!  Not really.  B could not care less though he does have a penchant for nature scenes.  And me ??  Well I am indecisive.  If I was going to make the first holes in the walls, I wanted everything to be perfect.

This morning I went around the house snapping pictures and realized Lulu is really the only one who decorates.  She draws and paints her own stuff which is splattered over her walls.  No secret that she went through some really rough times and art helped her through.

When I took pictures today, I noticed one of her early works was missing.  The piece was very dark … absolutely heartbreaking to see and read but necessary just the same.  If you know what I mean.  I tried not to be too snoopy but I looked everywhere and I could not find it.

Now I knew she planned to paint over some stuff during the break.  She likes to do that.  Saves on buying new canvas.  Her memory is a steel trap so remembers paintings that were covered up.  I can’t do that and now I wish I had gone around the house taking pictures sooner.  Maybe for the best and covering up her painting showing such pain could mean things are looking up for her.  The replacement is a bright sun. She left some gray and the black is peeking through the edges.

Without further ado, here is the gallery.

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