The mom flies in to check on them regularly. We’ve been watching her taking care of them. Very special to witness nature in action. One day soon she’ll boot them from the nest. Something I am struggling to do. My chickadees went away for a while but they’re baaack. Actually part of me couldn’t be happier. The other part feels like a failure. Okay that’s too dramatic. And today will be a good day. Self-fulfilling prophecy!!!
So many things happened this past week making time feel slow and sludge like. The weather didn’t help either with rainy drizzle and cooler than normal temps. A year in a week, just like the feature image says. I took two days off work and that didn’t help either. Made the days even longer. Work is my much needed distraction. Ugh!
Blogging was the bright spot though. Always! Now let’s get on with the roll call shall we?
Whew! I had lots of Tidbits this week. I might need to make that it’s own category. Since I am not active on FB any longer, those brief little snippets have been posted here instead. Better out than in as Shrek always says.
Welp, that covers the week. Off for some swingtime; the new part of my self-care therapy. Aaahhh now that’s the sweet stuff.
Happy what would have been tax day. Thanks to the Rona we have more time. Not sure having more time is a good thing but oh well.
My mind is popping like pop corn in oil. The old fashion kind made on the stove in a skillet. Pop! Pop-pop!!
B just found out his cousin has stage 4 lung cancer. They are a month apart in age, grew up together paying at grandma’s house before going their own ways later in life. Brings you right back to the good old days. Praying his battle will be won but realizing the alternative is likely.
This same cousin had Hodgkin’s lymphoma at 20. Then a reoccurrence in his 40s that he fought vigilantly. The doctors think this most recent cancer is a direct side effect of the radiation and chemo he took battling the reoccurrence.
Throughout all this he is still working. He’s actually planning a business trip to Indiana. Boy howdy! That is fortitude. I am awed, amazed and inspired. True we never really know what we will do when faced with limited choices. Some people rise to the fight and others well they succumb. I’d like to think I would buck up if placed in the same position but more than likely I’d take to my bed. Hope I will never have to find out.
Another recent example is my cousin Marie. She has been battling cancer for years now. Several close calls but still she powers on; making trips for treatment to Houston from rural Seguin TX. Most recently a medication taken for anxiety and to deal with the pain has made it where she cannot open her mouth. Yesterday she posted a very raw selfie with a caption, maybe this is a good thing? She is a talker. Joking that this gives her hubby a break. Her smile was turned completely upside down and locked shut, yet there was light and levity in her shining eyes.
Trying to take a page from my friend’s playbook, I don’t want to whine. I want to be happy. I have glimmers of happy but invariably something causes the apple cart to be upset. My emotions tumble losing one or two honeycrisps. Are you picking up with I am putting down?
This week was hellacious. Only in hindsight do I realize I caused the problems. My reactions to situations are fully in my control yet I let myself be bothered. Making matters worse. Then at the end of the work week, my dearest Mapu reached out and asked me if I heard the news. I hadn’t. He didn’t know details but then a friend of a friend learned and word got back to me.
Quite frankly that news slapped me right back into the reality of life’s fragility. I dropped my anger over work “stuff” immediately, like I was burned. Work doesn’t matter. Not really. Not in the big scheme of what’s truly important. Family, friends, the human connection outside the cells we create for ourselves. The preconceived notions of what we are supposed to do and to be. Hugs your loved ones if you can, as soon as you can. Appears vaccinations are available for any and all who want them. At least in my neck of the woods.
Of course this post would not be complete without Mister un-shaven sheep/llama/alpaca. He is the grand star for over a year now. Bringing levity to any situation.
Laughter helps y’all!! In much the same way music does. At least for me. Now with the slightest smiles, I present the roll call.
First things first happy birthday to Buddy and Spot! Depending on who you ask there either 11 or 12 years old.
My mind is a whirling dervish. What’s that you say? How the hell do I know? I’m just MSU or making stuff up
I got a reprieve. My report due today has been given an extension. The necessary data is not available until the eighth of the month at the earliest. Unbeknownst to me I only had January and February numbers. They are giving me time to pull March data and further analyze it. So I’m very glad I didn’t stay late last night.
I thought things would get better with the extra time but nope. Back to back meetings all damn day. I’m freaking exhausted. We’re supposed to try no meeting Fridays and no meetings after 2pm Wednesdays. We’ve tried something like that before and it never lasts long. But the new guy has spoken. Let’s see if he can change things.
Now I’m going off the grid. I might read or listen to music. Anything to escape for a little while.
Whew! I’m out of breath but I made it. The week was awesome she said dripping with sarcasm. Or not. Only the Shadow knows her true intent. I put pretty flowers in the feature image today for Easter. My favorite day of the year. Many wonderful memories of days past and hope for a brighter future. Feels fantastic doesn’t it?? Of course Mister Llama or Alpaca or unshaved Sheep has to be here too. He’s the star after all.
#AtoZChallenge started this week and I will group those entries together. I may or may not have to drop some of my usual fodder if time gets away from me. But I prepped for this month. I think I can get by pre-scheduling things. Ah the wonder of technology. Okay let’s get going on the roll call.
Idioms and songs with idiom lyrics. I am throwing my posts out to twitter and doing the things to get the bonus points which really isn’t a thing … the bonus points. All in good fun! But I am a carrot and stick kind of gal who makes things up. I have already met some nice new people. Truth! Not imaginary. This annual event has begun with a BANG!!
I still smile when I see my llama or alpaca or whatever the animal is in my feature image. Yep over a year has passed since I found that meme. Fitting now as it was then. For eternity! Time has always been fickle that way.
I think I’ll do a quick roll call and leave my reflections for another day. I have things to do outside bloglandia. Plus A2Z is gearing up. I need to get ready to rumble. Without further ado …
I’ve been riled up and full of angst. Giving time, time I feel much better today. Nothing to rail against the wind about.
What also helped was a conversation I had with a coworker young enough to be my son. He asked me how I was dealing with our imminent changes and other assorted work issues. My response came easy without much thought. I won’t bore you with the details. But I was surprisingly calm and rational. Taking some of my own medicine, I’m rolling with the flow. Only thing we can control is our reaction.
Besides right now we have more questions than answers. Instead of filling in holes by making stuff up, I’ll practice the pause. Ohm. Ohm. Ohm. Oh Monty Python.
Whew! Twice last week I double posted. And as mentioned above I might be starting off this week the same way. So many swirling dervish thoughts ramble through my addled brain. I need to release the hounds or run the risk of exploding. I have always felt this place … my blog to be a safe haven. The community here is kind very unlike faux book. I wanted to blast some things there but Lulu begged me not to. I;d only make things worse for her. While over here no one knows me in real life = IRL as the kiddos say. Maybe that makes it easier for me to scream!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHH.
Lordy that was nice. As a side bar, I found the feature image about a year ago to the day. Hard to believe we’ve been living in this alternate universe for an entire year already. Oy vey@!
More like Thursday tears. Not my tears but Lulu’s. Seeing your child in pain and knowing there is nothing you can do about it is heartbreaking. But this is not about me. I need to quit making it about me.
I miss my momma. She would want to hear our sad, sad tale. She’d have pearls of wisdom to share. Well daddy too. My parents were good at the advice game. B and I not even close. His parents … fuhgeddaboudit.
Poor Lulu feels all alone. Which technically she is … alone. But aren’t we all? Together alone. Ugh. Though she is not the only person in this situation. Sadly, unemployment is rampant. Yet I read articles about businesses having to beg people to work. Well where are those places? I hear the complaints about unreliable no show millennials who are self absorbed. I know a 20 something who would do anything to get her foot in the door.
B is calm and assured something will break. He says it has to because change is inevitable. Timing is everything. Until then the stress is soul crushing.
And that’s all she wrote on this Thursday. Lemme let ya go.