Sunday Reflections: A Week In Review ~ 1/17/20

Well what a week folks!! I had a couple of double duty with daily #JusJoJan in da house. I love what Linda has done this year with the stories. Makes my day to read her nuggets of gold. She is a master at her craft that’s for sure.

So first things first … a backward roll call. Ya see the first thing ending with last thing for bonus points was the #SoCS prompt yesterday. Look HERE for my entry.

Friday #JusJoJan ~ 1/15/21

Thursday #JusJoJan ~ 1/14/21

Wednesday #JusJoJan & #1linerWeds. ~ 1/13/21

Tuesday #JusJoJan ~ 1/12/21 ~ Sing!

Tuesday Share Your World 🌎 ~ 1/12/21

Monday #JusJoJan ~ 1/11/21

Monday Haiku – Release & Simple ~ 1/11/21

Sunday #JusJoJan ~ 1/10/21

Sunday #SLS ~ 1/10/21

Whew! Short and sweet without any additional nonsense. Just the facts ma’am! I’m not overly chatty today.

Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.

As always, more to come.

Sunday Reflections: A Week in Review ~ 1/10/21

Howdy folks. Ten days into the new year in the blink of an eye. So much has happened this week personally and worldly. Crazy days and longer lays. We used to say that. What a naughty expression. Or not.

WP is still giving me fits on my mobile devices iPhone and iPad. I reported to the Happiness Engineers. “Big help” said in my most sarcastic tone. They wanted so much from me to prove I really had a problem that I was all like screw it.

Moving on to the roll call with notes today since I am feeling chatty.

#SLS ~ 1/3/21 and #JusJoJan ~ 1/3/21 – “Get Together” was my song choice and servant was the JusJoJan prompt.  I thought of Cinderella courtesy of Cheryl.

Haiku – 1/4/21 and #JusJoJan ~ 1/4/21  – Haiku was about Pony and I jotted about fingertips.

Share Your World ~ 1/5/21 and #JusJoJan ~ 1/5/21 the ET question was this week and the jot was about gurgle.

#JusJoJan and #1linerWeds. ~ 1/6/21  A single post day with silliness about still writing BC on checks like I will write 2020 on anything that requires a date for the first few months at least.

Thoughtful Thursday ~ 1/7/21 and #JusJoJan ~ 1/7/21  My Thoughts were about walking for exercise again and finally going to the doctor for what ails me.  I jotted a lil bit too because I have to.  I’m playing to win.

Friday Book Club: J-Dub’s Review of “Untamed” by Glennon Doyle ~ 1/8/21 and #JusJoJan ~ 1/8/21  I suggest you read “Untamed” and my jot was a quick twist.  My doctors appointment went off without a hitch and I’m testing some new meds.  Fingers crossed I shall be cured!!

#JusJoJan & #SoCS ~ 1/9/21 Now this post was fun y’all.  The sky’s the limit don’t cha know!

Cowabunga dude!  Except for Wednesday and Saturday, I double posted.  I think I will suspend my Thoughtful Thursdays and Book Club Fridays for the duration to pick back up again come February.  Lawd yes, I’m tired.  Lemme let ya go!

Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.

As always, more to come.


Thoughtful Thursday ~ 1/7/21

On this day one year ago, I began my walking regime in earnest. I had been back at the home office from my beloved Riverwalk since September-ish. Despite the home office rivalling the size of the Pentagon. I got surprisingly few steps. Parking garage to my cubicle and back. And while I sometimes took advantage of the flexible workspace, my step count never quite hit the mark.

New year, new start even though I’m not a believer of New Year’s resolutions. Instead I believe you turn that new leaf on any given day. And when you break, you start over. No time like the present or some such wisdom.

I also started showering at night again, just like a kid taking a bath before bed. That helped me sleep better too as bonus. I did this so I could leave for work at the crack of dawn to get there by 6 am and walk my full hour to get plugged in by 7 am. I did this five days a week until March 2020 when I went on Spring Break, never to return again. Well maybe not never but not yet.

In order to keep some semblance of normal, I continued walking around the property. I did pretty good too with hitting the golden ticket of 10K steps a day!! Lulu walked with me being banished to online learning in her final semester of college. We kept this routine until October-ish when the proverbial sH!t hit the fan. I have not written about the bad stuff yet mainly because we are still in the thick of it. Yeah buddy! Life keeps on giving.

And tomorrow I have my doctors appointment. I will follow her advice and I will take any damn test she wants me to take and I’ll try the meds too. God help me.

As always, more to come.

Sunday Reflections ~ 1/3/21

Keeping this short and sweet with a quick role call. January 2021 will find me double posting. The usual and #JusJoJan. Good times.

#SLS ~ 12/27/20

#SLS ~ 12/27/20 Part Two

Haiku – Bound & Sway ~ 12/28/20

Share Your World ~ 12/29/20

#1linerWeds. 12/30/20

Thoughtful Thursday ~ 12/31/20

Friday Book Club: J-Dub’s Book Review of “Unspeakable Things” by Jess Lourey ~ 1/1/21

JusJoJan ~ 1/1/21

#JusJoJan & #SoCS ~ 1/2/21

Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.

As always, more to come.

Thoughtful Thursday ~ 12/31/20

New Years Eve!!! Yeah buddy. One of my favorite days of the year. And not just this year but for as long as I can remember. To me, New Years Eve is magical.

I may have mentioned this before but my parents were social creatures. Raising kids in the 60s, 70s, and even 80s was sort of fend for yourself. The “go outside to play and don’t come back until the street lights come on” mentality which really meant run the streets like wild filthy animals. Guess we were social creatures too.

Back to my parents. They went out every single weekend to some place or another. They belonged to so many organizations I lost count. Sometimes these events included bringing the kids along but more often than not, these were adult only gatherings. New Years Eve was always a dance at Martinez Hall. BYOB with set ups provided and a swing band like Adolph Hofner or another local band.

Dad would make black eyed peas from scratch no canned stuff like I get today. He’d fill thermos full and take these little paper cups so that each person (if they wanted) got a spoonful at midnight. My mom wasn’t much of a dancer. My dad on the other hand danced with all the ladies never leaving the dance floor.

While the cats were away, we mice played. By mice, I mean me and my brothers. We’d have snacks and what seemed like endless soda. We’d play board games and/or watch News Rockin Eve. We had fireworks! Always! And WITHOUT adult supervision.

I remember some bitterly cold New Years Eves shooting bottle rockets down the hill on Howerton about 1/2 a block. We never hit a car driving down Dollarhide thank goodness. But we sure could have. Except mostly the streets were deserted.

I also remember holding roman candles, arm straight out to my right side while I looked left, eyes closed. One star, two stars, three stars! Boom, boom, boom. All this despite the instructions which clearly say do not hold! Again fortunate that I never blew a finger off. Or worse! We were lucky.

One year, not sure when only that I was not of driving age, our neighbor Mr. Jerrold was three sheets to the wind. He had his own cache of firecrackers too. He called us to come outside to see the show. He had a pile of “black cats” in the middle of his driveway. And an acetylene torch! Which he fired up to light the pile. After all the popin subsided the grass continued to burn. Doh! My brother, Jimbo Pete ran over to help him hook up the hose and put the fire out. Wild and crazy times! His wife was mortified by his behavior and kept apologizing but us kids thought it was the best show ever!!! Yeah buddy.

Damn to be young again. Haha.

Yesterday as I filling out paperwork for nine months no interest on new tires, the clerk wished me a belated happy birthday. He then said something like “my back hurts, don’t ever get old”. I replied “considering the alternative, I’ll keep getting old”. Chronologically only. In my mind, I’m forever that tween who lived life to the fullest with all the zest she could muster. I think I lost her for a bit in 2020 but she’s back. Now to keep it that way.

Wishing you all the best in 2021. May the New Year be peaceful by hook or by crook, in every nook and cranny! Cheers to you and yours!!!

As always, more to come.

Sunday Reflections ~ 12/27/20

Ah we made it to the last Sunday of 2020. Hip, Hip, Hurray!! All the memes out there be harshing on poor ole 2020. Nothing like misdirected irritation/anger huh? As if 2020 (the calendar days) had anything to do with the pandemic.

But we humans find the need the blame. To point fingers. Or maybe not to blame really but find the truth! YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!! you few good men & woman. Our species NEEDS to know WHY? For what reason did this travesty have to happen? Just me? Perhaps.

Instead I try to “shake it off” ala Taylor Swift. Curiosity killed Schrodinger’s cat. Do NOT look into that box. Now where was that thought yesterday during stream? I wasn’t thinking about the bad stuff then, when I let loose on #SoCS. And it’s Jilly so surely I jest. As I always do. Not shake it off but laugh it off or try my damned best stop thinking!!!!! How’s all this for waxing philosophical?

I’ve got so many pent up stories inside me from just this week alone. I’m holding back for my sake though. I need to give myself time.

For what?

Well to compose myself so that I can write with a logical flow. Right now my thoughts are all AAAHAHAHHAHAAAHHHHHHHHH! *(!&#(UDIUAD *^D&^AYD(.

See? Nonsense.

Instead I am reading self help and slipping deeper into it whatever the eff it is?!?!? Which is exactly what my former therapist told me not to do. Well she didn’t tell me what to do, she asked some questions which lead me to the conclusion that I don’t need to research every fool thing and if reading non-fiction flips my lid well then don’t read non-fiction. When I do that I become overwhelmed with a feeling that someone else cracked the code and if I just do what they did I too will be saved. Hogwash!

What’s good for the goose is only good for the goose. This gander aka Jilly needs to come up with her own plan. In the same way Lulu needs to develop her own plan too. And Pony for that matter and even B. Life’s messy, clean it up.

Whew! That felt fantastic. And now to the real reason we are here today, last week’s roll call.

#SLS ~ 12/20/20

Haiku – 12/21/20 ~ Open and Solace

Share Your World ~ 12/22/20

I had to …

#1linerWeds. 12/23/20

Thoughtful Thursday ~ 12/24/20

#WATWB ~ 12/25/20

#SoCS ~ 12/26/20

Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.

As always, more to come.

Thoughtful Thursday ~ 12/24/20

Our Christmas Eve will be spent socially distanced at the in-laws. We are walking over, down the lane that connects our two properties. Only six people. That number was almost going to be five as I threatened a boycott. Not for any other reason than my anxiety. I’m sure the Rona is going to get me.

Their house has an open floor plan. We’re sitting more than six feet apart. I’ll keep my mask on since one can never be too careful.

I’d say this gathering isn’t worth the extra precaution. That perhaps we should just skip. But we’re going for it since tomorrow isn’t guaranteed. Which is sort of a conundrum in the context of COVID. People going for it without a care in the world kinda contributes to the problem. But we will follow all the rules and then add some of our own.

I already have my seat picked out. Back to the wall. In a corner by the backdoor. Hand sanitizer ever at the ready :).

Wishing folks a blessed day.

Sunday Reflections ~ 12/20/20

Well we made it through another week.  Things on the home front are really rocky and the days are blurring together.  I am on vacation this week though so there is that.  Time to work on “stuff”.  Taking the car into service Tuesday and hoping I can get a tele-med appointment for sometime this week. 

I have been powering through the pain again partially because I am sure they will tell me it is all in my head but also because of other issues taking priority.  Then as I watched a silly TV show yesterday, I realized I need to be checked out.  This pain may not be mental manifesting as physical.  This really could be something and I’m no good to anyone if I am not well.  Putting on my own air mask first and all that jazz.  Now without further ado, this is the roll call.  

#SLS ~ 12/13/20

Haiku – Mad and Sane ~ 12/14/20

Share Your World ~ 12/15/20

Everyone Needs “A Day You Were Born” Story 🎂

#1linerWeds. 12/16/20

Thoughtful Thursday ~ 12/17/20

#SASoTD ~ 12/18/20

#SoCS ~ 12/19/20

Whew!  Time to get this vacay started with a trip to curbside grocery, then a nap 🙂

Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.

As always, more to come.

Thoughtful Thursday ~ 12/17/20

Howdy folks, Thoughtful Thursday might be a new weekly exercise for me. I’ll call this potential new topic a cousin to Ramblings and/or Reflections. I might even formalize and get a tag line going. Just spit balling ideas – so many thoughts so little time

Naw, that sucks. I’ll noodle it over and get back to you with something profound. lol

Back to basics with a definition:


1- absorbed in or involving thought;

2- showing consideration for the needs of other people;

3 – showing careful consideration or attention

Example: “brows drawn together in thoughtful consideration”

Similar words: pensive, thinking, reflective, contemplative, musing, meditative, introspective, prayerful, philosophical, cogitative, ruminative, absorbed, engrossed, rapt, preoccupied, deep/immersed/lost in thought, brooding, broody, serious, studious, solemn, dreamy, dreaming, wistful, melancholy, sad. ruminant, profound, deep, intelligent, sensitive, pithy, meaty, weighty

Well look at that would ya. And here I only associated thoughtful with kindness. But pensive is a stressed word. And so is brooding and/or brows knitted or drawn together. Not sure what this will turn into eventually but for now, placeholder space for drum roll please ………………….. MY THOUGHTS ❤

As always more to come.

Sunday Reflections ~ 12/13/20

Howdy folks.  Time once again to reflect upon the prior week.  To say it was hellacious is an understatement.  I’m doing what I always do, minimizing my feelings and looking for silver linings.  Telling myself what my daddy taught me with a constant reassurance “No harm done, it could be worse”.  While that is very true and often brought me peace, that sentiment masks and minimizes my feelings.  Which right now are laser focused on Lulu and her recovery.   

There is a fine line between airing your dirty laundry across the Internet and talking about issues to keep the secrets from building up and exploding one day.  The world does not need to know the gory details.  There is enough of that out there now.  Instead we suffer in silence, alone but not truly alone because we always have each other.  Come what may, come hell or high water, for better or worse with all the ugly warts and co-dependencies.  Oh the mistakes I’ve made.  We’ve made.  But right now the blame game has to be set aside for true recovery to begin.  We’ve been through worse and we’ll get through this …  

And if you made it through the quagmire to read this far, here is the roll call.  Short and sweet. Ya see, there were a few silver linings or two in the mix.

#SLS ~ 12/6/20

Haiku – Curl & Paw ~ 12/7/20

Share Your World – 12/8/20

#1linerWeds. 12/9/20

Rambling ~ 12/10/20

#Grateful ~ 12/11/20

#SoCS ~ 12/12/20

Peace y’all. Until next time. Stay safe.

As always, more to come.