The picture does not do justice 

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China Grove Texas.  East sky this morning @ 6:30 am CST.  In my mind’s eye,  I remember the chill in the air.  Crisp, serene.  On my road to wellness, I’m taking quiet moments to give thanks and pray.  Consider this an episode of Deep Thoughts with J-Dub Smalley.  A play on SNL’s Stuart Smalley. And why can’t I ever be serious?  

I know, don’t quit my day job. As always more to come.  Peace ‚úĆÔłŹ. 

Musical Monday ~ Songs With The Color White In The Title

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Re-blogging so I can find this more easily. I want to listen to every single song over and over again. I hope you enjoy too!

Plucking Of My Heartstrings

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Welcome to Musical Monday! Music has been known to affect our emotions. Listening to music can make us happy or sad, relaxed or motivated, put us to sleep or make us want to dance. Music absolutely plucks at our heartstrings bringing to the surface a multitude of emotions.

Someone once described music to me as a time machine. When we listen it often transports us back to a place in time. A certain song can bring back feelings of someone we loved, our wedding day, someone who died, or any of the many important times in our lives.

Music has always been a big part of my life. When I am sad listening to a sad song often allows me to release that sadness. Happy songs tend to take away my sadness. It has helped motivate me to do housework. Yep, just crank up the radio or a music television…

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I’m Trying to Be All Tech Saavy

J-Dub's Confessions, Notes From Therapy

Today I posted an introduction to a new category. ¬†For some reason, the post that was to follow immediately after¬†the introduction is not showing up where I thought it would. And I guess, … no, I know … that I solved the mystery. ¬†I started the post on 4/19/17, right after the appointment. ¬†There the words¬†sat, getting dusty until today when I decided to create this new little home for these nuggets of therapy gold. ¬†I posted quite a few things after 4/19/17 which caused this entry to be placed ahead of some that were more recent.

Here is that Entry reposted to move up the line in chronological order.  The words are raw to me yet still I am compelled to share.  I am really going out there on a limb without saying too much.  At least I hope not too much.  Speaking in semi innuendo.  This is read-between the lines code speak.

Not that long ago someone said my words would come back to punish me. ¬†Yes punish was what she said. ¬†Something along the lines about whether I cared what people thought about me? ¬†And was I just seeking attention? ¬†I do not think she is alone in her beliefs and her caring to tell me this has made me all the more reluctant to share anything else. ¬†Consequences. ¬†I had not stopped to think about the consequences. ¬†¬†Yet here I am, consequences be damned. ¬†Well sort of, or maybe, or not really. ¬†You’ll understand IF you read the entry.

As always, more to come.

New Category – Notes from Therapy

Notes From Therapy

I am sprucing up the place again. ¬†I’ve added and shifted some categories. ¬†Techno dweeb that I am, I am not sure if this is helpful. ¬†I still do not understand¬†the parent/child relationship in “real” life or in Word Press menu selections. ¬†Lol! ¬†I will keep trying though. ¬†I also want to change my Gravatar – I think that is what it’s called to my picture of the pen – writing from the heart. ¬†Ugh! ¬†I need a genie in a bottle. ¬†Said in my Barbara Eden voice over voice “Yes Master”

My newest addition is Notes from Therapy, under parent category¬†of J-Dub’s Confessions (I think, at least that was my intention). ¬†Those sessions become the place where I bare¬†my soul. ¬†I say things out loud I am otherwise too scared to admit. ¬†This blog and my therapy have so many commonalities. ¬†Blogging helps keep me from going off the rails. ¬†Therapy does the same.

Anyway, that is all for this second.  I am crafting my first entry as we speak.  As always more to come.

The Weatherman Was Right

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I may have mentioned that Billy Bob uses his phone for all of his technology needs. He’ll look at the weather a lot. He might think he’s a farmer, who knows? Anyway he said Sunday morning it would be 49¬į.

We live in San Antonio Texas where the weather is fickle.  I thought it was possible, not probable.   But after the rain this morning, it’s progressively gotten cooler. Right now it is only 63¬į per the thermometer on my north facing porch. And now I’m checking the weather app on my phone, and it says 50¬į at 7 AM tomorrow morning. That’s pretty darn close to 49.  We shall see though.  We shall see. 

As always, more to come.

#13reasonswhyimhappy

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Pingback to Virtual Vomit.

In¬†my case, happy is relative. ¬†I am in a state of contentment most days which takes off the pressure of being happy. ¬†See pingback above for what I read some days ago and check out the remainder of Terry’s blog. ¬†At first, I could not come up with anything. Pitiful really. ¬†Pointless, no. ¬†I should be able to come up with 13 good things in my life. ¬†My whys have been percolating for a while now. ¬†In no particular order, I am happy because I have:

  1. clean drinking water
  2. a roof over my head
  3. food readily available
  4. a working brain
  5. my wicked smart sarcastic and funny sense of humor which includes the ability to laugh at myself
  6. the Arts: MUSIC Рany and ALL music.  Books Рactually the written word in all forms.  Reading makes me happy.  Doing so is worth more than gold.  Movies or TV Рto escape from the daily stuff.
  7. seeing and hearing. ¬†Don’t ever take that for granted.
  8. relatively good physical health. ¬†While there are some things that ail me as I age, I’m still doing relatively okay.
  9. my car, seeing people hoofing it places or relying on public transportation in my city when they city is not really designed for it makes me sad.  My car, allows me to be mobile.  Verona is a butte, phonetically speaking.
  10. my job, especially my co-workers. ¬†Love what you do and you’ll never work another day in your life.
  11. my styling wardrobe. ¬†No really. ¬†Never a fashionista but still I’m happy I do not have to walk around naked. ¬†I bet the rest of the word is happy about that too !
  12. freedom. ¬†All forms – to speak my mind, to make my choices, to live my life on my own terms. ¬†Say what you will about the good ole U.S. of A. ¬†Say what you will about Mr. President. ¬†I’d still rather live¬†here than anywhere else. ¬†Well except maybe Canada. ¬†We could move there and I’d join the Royal mounted police. ¬†Just kidding. ¬†I think I’d hate the weather.
  13. Billy Bob and the kiddos (all three + one current who may not be forever significant other).  Plus my extended family and circle of friends.  Without them, I am nothing.  With them, I am in my most contented state, closest to true happiness.

P.S. The subject of suicide is not one to be taken lightly.  Any attempt at lame humor in the list above is not intended to minimize that raw and emotional impact that suicide can have.

For immediate help call 1-800-273-8255.  Follow this link to more info 

Marie Laveau and Other Assorted Stuff #SoCS 4/22/2017

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Linda’s Prompt: Spells. ¬†First thought, I got nuthin. ¬†Then I think … thinkthinkthinkthink … still nuthin.

Spells, Hmmm. ¬†Hells bells. Spells. ¬†Witches cast spells. ¬†Wait! what about Marie Laveau? ¬†You lovely witch. ¬†I can be witchy too. ¬†ooooh oooh witchy woman. Wait that’s a completely different song. ¬†By who … hmmm Fleetwood Mac? ¬†Nope! ¬†Flipping mind, think. ¬†Someone has cast a spell on you and you can’t think. ¬†Then light bulb! ¬†The Eagles! ¬†Yep. ¬†I think?

Now back to our regularly scheduled program …¬†Marie Laveau. ¬†This song was a one¬†hit wonder by Bobby Bare. ¬†I love voodoo. ¬†I love Louisiana. ¬†The accent sends me over the deep end and I’d follow a sweet talking Cajun anywhere. ¬†Billy Bob has Cajun roots. ¬†No accent but I’ll take it just the same. ¬†His Great Grandma hails from Baton Rouge and her¬†native tongue was French. Coincidently¬†she was named Marie. ¬†Not Laveau but still Marie.

I remember our 5th wedding anniversary trip to Lafayette LA.  We stopped at the Wal-Mart to get Dr. Pepper (back when I was heavily OFF the wagon) and there were kids in the aisle speaking French.  I was psyched!  Maintaining culture by keeping the language intact for the next generation.  Here in San Antone we have that too.  Awesome!! How I wish I could speak Czech, Polish or German.

Anyway, now here’s another attempt to go back to our regularly scheduled program. ¬†There’s a lot of weird ungodly tales about Marie. ¬†Something about having¬†a lot of magic potions, spells and curses…. ¬†I can hear the rif then I hear the words …¬†down in Louisiana, where the black trees grow, lives voodoo lady Marie Laveau … She gets one up on ole handsome Jack. Another man done gone.¬†There is also something about a one-eyed snake and a three-legged dog. ¬†Might be some frogs in there too.¬† Or I misremembered the frogs? ¬†Just the three-legged dog. ¬†We’d listen to this song coming from the station wagon radio while camping at Lake Dunlap. ¬†That place was freaking loaded with frogs. ¬†I dislike frogs, they wig me out. ¬†The boat ramp into the lake would be covered in those green suckers.

Yep, I should’ve quit while I was ahead. ¬†You know back at I got nuthin. ¬†Lol.

Happy Saturday folks!  Your turn!

 

Hoping this pingback works

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Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence ‚Äď one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry ‚Äď it doesn‚Äôt matter. Just let the words carry you along until you‚Äôre ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say ‚ÄúWrite about dogs‚ÄĚ; the prompt will be more like, ‚ÄúMake your first sentence a question,‚ÄĚ ‚ÄúBegin with the word ‚ÄėThe‚Äô,‚ÄĚ or simply a single word to get your started.

4. Ping back! It‚Äôs important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write ‚ÄúThis post is part of SoCS:‚ÄĚ and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours.¬† Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you‚Äôre self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person‚Äôs blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone‚Äôs! If you‚Äôre the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, ‚ÄúStream of Consciousness Saturday,‚ÄĚ which you‚Äôll find right below the ‚ÄúLike‚ÄĚ button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post ‚ÄúSoCS‚ÄĚ and/or ‚Äú#SoCS‚ÄĚ for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!

 

An untold story

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This is it people, why I write.
There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside you ‚Äď Zora Neal Hurston

Real Life of an MSW

There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside you ‚Äď Zora Neal Hurston


Positively Purging -I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…

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Losing Time

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I’m losing time. Not literally. Thank goodness. 

I thought I had an appointment for my roots this morning.  I was already dressed and ready to go when it hit me “Jill your appointment is not until next Saturday!”   Then I made Billy Bob look at the appointment card. 

“Tell me what date do you see?”    

“4/29 … 9:30”

“And today is?”

“4/22 … 8:25”

That’s what I mean by losing time.  In actuality I’m gaining time because I have a whole extra week that I didn’t realize I had until this moment. Wahoo!   Now the only question is what to do?  

Should I …

Climb back into bed? Aaaahhh.  Sweet sleep but I’m not tired.  

Clean house? What a waste of found time!

Watch more HBO free preview weekend? Yaaasss.  At least for now. 

But first back into my pajamas.  Later I’m going to the Southwest crafts center for a pre fiesta event.  

Happy Saturday, Earth Day, 422 not 420 or 429. Have a great day y’all. 

As always, more to come.