#SoCS ~ 4/17/21

And away we go …

Linda writes and I (Polly Wanna Cracker) repeat Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “mash.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun! To join in, here are the rules and ping back.

They did the mash

They did the monster mash

The monster mash

It was a graveyard smash

What the what are you going on about? Sounds like a nervous tic. But no, it is music sweet music, there is music everywhere. Singing swaying records playing and dancing in the street!!

Wonder how much of those lyrics you got right and what you misremembered. And what’s the word for that again? Mondegreen!

Yep you remember useless trivia but when the time comes to do something, if you dont act right away you forget. Almost immediately. Doh!

I love mashed potatoes. Yummy for breakfast. Since I have yet to eat breakfast, I’m hangry. Not snickers hangry. More hung-silly. Look at me … MSU.

Well you can turn leftover mashed potatoes into potato pancakes. That is breakfastsy. And don’t get me started on mashed cauliflower as a substitute for mashed papas. More yum! Papas con huevos on maize for breakfast. Just what the doctor ordered! Oh and I LOVE cauliflower but something about the texture when it is mashed up is off putting to me. Olive oil, seasoning, and baked. That’s how to prepare cauliflower.

So much for the lyrical route. I’ve hopped over to the culinary destination considering where this prompt word has lead me. We watch a boatload of cooking shows on TV. Right now TOC = Guy’s Tournament of Champions is our favorite. We’re Team Darnell!! SuperChef! For the win!!! We hope.

And with that the she that is me aka Jilly is outta steam from this starchy stream. You gotta boil em before ya can mash em. Better get going before I get started again.

Until next time, au revoir or bon appétit.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS ~ 4/10/21

And away we go …

Linda writes and I (Polly Wanna Cracker) repeat Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “difference.” Whatever the word “difference” conjures first in your mind, write about it. Enjoy!“. To join in and see what a difference you can make, here are the rules and ping back.

If you’ve noticed for about three weeks in a row, I have standardized my opening. Standardizing things makes a difference doncha know ;). Or does it? Are we all just wasting time trying to make sense and order out of chaos? Why bother to try to make a difference? Nothing is going to change anyway.

But wait! Everything changes. The only thing constant is change. Change happens for a reason.

For we never know what someone may be going through.

My dear friend Mapu checked in to see if I had heard. Terrible news for any parent. The loss of a child. A son who shared his father’s birthday which they both celebrated on St. Patrick’s day of 2021. Three short weeks ago. Hugs and tears. Wordless moments. Makes me pause and realize that now is the time to make a difference.

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#SoCS ~ 4/3/21

And away we go …

Linda writes and I (Polly Wanna Cracker) repeat “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “start with who/whom” Begin your post with either “who” or “whom” and go from there. Have fun!” If you would like to join in, HERE are the rule and ping back.

Who! Who! Or do I mean Hoo Hoo? Or really Hoot Hoot? Because seeing “who” made me think of owls. Why? No idea.

Du-doo doot doot du-doot du-doo what does the fox say? Ha! That’s ringing dinging ding-a-linging. That song flashed in the pan but Dancing With the Stars aka DWTS did a trippy routine using that song as musical accompaniment. The video follows:

What did you think? Seriously WHO thinks up this stuff? I’m telling ya. Crazy as it sounds, I’m smiling. Now I wanna get up and dance.

Happy Saturday folks. Until next week. Ta-Ta.

As always more to come.

#SoCS ~ 3/27/21

And away we go …

Time for #SoCS. Linda writes and I (Polly Wanna Cracker) repeat “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “run.” Use it as a noun, a verb, use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!” Oh! the possibilities.

Run. Think, think and think

“Chicken Run” the movie that my kids loved. Me not so much as it is reminiscent of Claymation. I liked Gumby and Pokey but otherwise meh.

Home run as in baseball, the great American pastime. Spring is in the air again. Wonder if the teams are back in training. Not really. I do not wonder that. At all. Nor do I care. lol. Blasphemy. I like baseball. I played softball. Pony played CYO a few years … until 4th grade when he decided naw that isn’t FUN anymore.

Somehow I segued into a post about baseball. How boring! lol. Ugh, Re-directing.

Have you every noticed what a funny word run is …

I had to double check my spelling of this three letter word.

Moving on …

Back in the day I ran track. Our coach at a very small school told all of us on volleyball that we had to run track too to keep our spots. She coached both sports and was forever having trouble getting enough to make a team for track, Well duh! Who wants to run for fun? I do!!! Said no one ever. Except the run loving folks who do weird things like run marathons.

I was never very fast but I ran the first leg of the relay some times because that way my teammates could catch us up. Good times. I enjoyed practice where we’d run through the hills of Trinity campus. Our coach would drop us off, drive to the other side and wait for us to get to her. My friend M and I were always the last ones to make it back to the van. Huffing and a puffing.

Speaking of marathons, because we were for a hot second. My grade school chum F started running later in life. Today in his 50s, he runs some crazy Snowdrop something or other which is a 55 hour race. Yep! Your eyes did not deceive you because you read that right. Snowdrop is a 55 HOUR race and relay. They’ve gone virtual due to the Rona. How cool is that? Very! That’s how cool!!

Boy howdy, I am tired. All streamed out. And that’s all she wrote.

If you too would like to join in the fun run and frolic, here are the rules and ping back.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS ~ 3/20/21

We’re back. Time once again for #SoCS where the lovely Linda writes and I re-write “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with cal.” Use a word starting with the letters “cal” as your prompt word. Have fun!” If you’d like to play along, follow this LINK to the rules and ping back.

Hmm “cal” Well I’ll be darned if the first thing that popped into my brain was Cal the clockwork horse from “the Delta Pearl” series written by the lovely Teagan. She writes some mighty fine steampunk adventures.

Okay, let’s see what else starts with “cal”. How about calibration? I calibrate five days a week. Yeppers. A standing Internal Calibration Meeting is held at work. To make sure we are consistent and on the same page. But I am not at work dagnabbit. So let’s move along shall we? we shall!!

Calcium also starts with “cal”. I have been advised by my doctor to take calcium along with my vitamin D since I have the dreaded osteoporosis. How boring!

Calories, glorious calories. That’s another “cal” word. I just saw a meme with two open for business windows. The sign over one window said “pill/injection/surgery/quick fix”. The sign over the second window said “life style change”. And of course the quick fix window had a queue of people around the block while the life style change was empty.

I waited over a year to write about this and was never going to but since stream has me hopping all over the place, I’ll make a small mention. Then I will not mention again because a fixation on weight is harmful. Calories was the catalyst for change.

Thanks to the pandemic we eat at home mostly. Prior to the pandemic we ate out way more often. Let’s face it, we were fast food junkies. That simple lifestyle change of more home cooked meals has resulted in some health benefits. Like dropping a significant amount of weight for three of our foursome. We’re eating less calories thanks to portion control. We’re using more fresh ingredients and less processed food. Not that we don’t indulge. Because we do. Turns out balance is the key. “Moderation in everything including moderation”.

And that’s all she wrote. Until next time. Hope you have a fantastic Saturday!!

#SoCS ~ 3/13/21

Linda prompts us with “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “day/week/month/year.” Use one, use them all, use them any way you’d like. Enjoy!” She also makes a suggestion to “Basically, talk about your last year is what I’m saying …” Well some things are best left unsaid. Though baring my soul would be mighty therapeutic. Hmm. Decisions, Decisions!!

I have sort of done that already with my whiny needy posts throughout 2020. March 6, 2021 was the one year anniversary of the day our life changed forever courtesy of the Rona. Boy howdy do I remember those early days of fear and psychological warfare. Not knowing much about the dreaded virus caused quite the spin. Wear a mask, don’t wear a mask, wear a mask again. Sheltering in place, stays orders, each state left to its own devices. People dying prematurely in a most painful perverse way. The overrun hospital system. Flattening the curve. Isolation, job loss, dream loss, end of life as we knew it. Then vaccines offer hope but not a complete cure all. I have come to the conclusion that this whatever this is will never be over. No back to normal. But letting ya in on secret … normal is overrated anyway.

And throughout it all my family was spared. Not sure why. No rhyme or reason. Just Because. And that’s the tattoo I want to get to commemorate our experience in 2020 “Just Because”.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS ~ 3/6/21

Welcome to #SoCS where the lovely Linda prompts us with “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “butter.” Use it as a noun, use it as a verb, use it any way you’d like. Have fun!“. You don’t need to tell me twice! I’m in. If you’d also like to join in the fun and frolic, HERE are the rules and ping back.

I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter! tm

Uh, I can. Believe it is NOT butter that is. Seeing as we had real hand churned butter every time we visited my grandma at the farm, I believe I can darn sure tell the difference. No Parkay, “It’s not nice to fool mother nature” for me either.

Now I sound like a snooty purist. I am not. All spreads are my jam. Pun intended.

I’ll slather my toast/bagel/biscuit with just about anything. Butter, margarine, grape jelly, peanut butter, cream cheese, nutella, and the list goes on. Not all at once of course but you get the drift. Though for a while I was on a health kick that included forsaking everything that tasted good especially the devil that is butter. Now I have decided moderation in everything … including moderation is a motto to live by. Let them eat toast! with Butter and Grape Jelly. Yeah buddy, that’s the ticket. Now my mouth is watering, not sure about y’all.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS ~ 2/27/21

Here we go again. Yeah buddy! Time for #SoCS where the lovely Linda writes and I re-write Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “-sty.” Find a word that ends in “-sty” or use the word “sty.” Enjoy!

If you’d like to come along on this ride and see where the stream flows, here are your rules and ping back.

Hmm. Sty. Think, think, and think.

I have sty in my little eye.

I think that was a poem or nursery rhyme or I am #MSU = making stuff up. Mostly likely creating fiction. I have never ever had a sty. I wear glasses for a while now. In addition to my vision issues, I have allergy eyes that water like crazy but there are drops for that. OTC = over the counter not the crazy expensive prescription drops my eye doctor wanted me to use. Though where eyes are concerned, spare no expense. Fortunately the OTC is RX strength and was formerly prescription only. Funny how that works some times.

Oh wait! I remember now. I was originally thinking of I SPY with my little eye … something BLUE!

As a kid, I remember playing eye spy on every road trip. What a great way to keep the gang occupied. To keep us from getting testy or pesty or angsty or feisty or any other of the assorted sty ending words which mean irritated with having to sit in a car (in my case on the hump or the way, way back) for hours on end.

I have to wonder if kids these days even know what “the hump” is? Or the way, way back? Probably not. Like lots of things, those went the way of the dinosaur. Some times that’s a travesty but other times that brings the majesty of improving upon technology.

Alrighty fine folks. I have exhausted my use of sty. Here in a bit, I’m off to a stress filled Saturday of errands like I have not had in a long time. Fill up the tank, curb-side, post office, store return. Wish me luck.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS ~ 2/20/21

Time once again for #SoCS where Linda, our host with the most writes and I re-write:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “nerve.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

To join in the shenanigans or to read the creative works of all the participants, here are the rules and ping back.

“Whoopee ti yi yo, git along little dogies”. I’ve got nerves that jingle, jangle, jingle. Look at me mixing up my traditional western folk songs. Before my time but when these songs were in your daddy’s era, you remember them fondly. Yippy yay I know I replaced spurs with nerves. I did that many years ago when I was trying to creatively write about some feelings I was having. Get it? Nerves that jingle, jangle, jingle. Caged butterflies flying that want to be free. I just realized I added ‘s’ to turn nerve into nerves. Why the nerve! How dare I?

Since I tend to be a whiner complainer Eeyore type, I may have told you already my woes of undiagnosed pain. Since 2010, I have searched for answers. Going to every doctor under the sun. To rule out. They know what I don’t have but no one has quite cracked the code on what I do have. Lulu-Belle says “Mom, you should try out to be on Mystery Diagnosis“.

Tests are inconclusive. I have a little of this and a little of that. But nothing that should cause the pain I sometimes feel. The closest to actual resolve had to do with my nerves. Lovely. She said dripping with sarcasm. Not much else they can do except send me to pain management. I have resisted that because I don’t want to be thrown on drugs to treat a “maybe”. I seek an affirmative diagnosis first. Then drug me up. Yeah buddy. I am not adverse to meds when necessary. I mean I have been on cholesterol meds since 2003 to successfully lower my hereditarily high cholesterol that did not respond to any other treatment.

Okie dokie. My stream is running slow and drying up. Much like our water did this week. Thank goodness the snow is gone and temps are rising. There is recovery going on all around this great state. What a historic moment. And with that I wish you all a wonderful #free48!

As always, more to come.

#SoCS ~ 2/13/21

Time once again for #SoCS where the lovely Linda prompts us with the following:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “above/below.” Use one, use both, use ’em however they inspire you. Bonus points if you use them both. Enjoy!

If you’d like to join in and/or read all the other creative works, here are the rules and ping back.

Hmm! Think, think, and think!! What am I gonna do with above/below. All I have is an earworm. Dang nabit. Now that’s all she wrote. A good ear worm but still …

In the words of John Lennon

“No hell below us
Above us only sky”

Ahhh now that’s the ticket. Nice to listen to some tunes while we hunker down. The weather outside is frightening. We’re finally experiencing winter here. They removed snow from the forecast for Monday but still not predicted to get out of the teens temp wise. Yepper way BELOW freezing maybe even to a single digit if the weatherman is to be believed. We won’t see temps ABOVE that until Wednesday if we’re lucky.

I detest winter!!

In protest to the cold, I’m gonna do nothing today. Lounge and read and lounge some more. I may even take a nap. I’ve got my tea kettle singing to keep the hot cuppas coming. I’m wearing my fuzziest of fuzzy socks and kitty slippers too. Thank goodness for fleece. I wub my blankee ❤

And now that’s all she wrote. Happy Saturday folks. Hope it’s a good one.

As always, more to come.

Kitty slippers