#JusJoJan & #SoCS ~1/28/23

Linda writes & I copy paste: Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 28th and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “throw in the towel.” Use the phrase “throw in the towel” somewhere in your post. Enjoy! WoW 😮, the final #JusJoJan & #SoCS of 2023 is here. Blink & 1/12 of 2023 will be in books.

Throw in the towel isn’t in my vocabulary. I’m a dog with a bone. Ruff ruff 🐶. I can’t remember ever quitting anything. I do remember continuing on through the sludge when I probably should’ve quit. Ugh 😑 And that’s all she wrote.

Join you if you can. HERE are the rules and ping back. Hope everyone has a sensational Saturday.

As always more to come.

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#JusJoJan & #SoCS ~ 1/21/23

Linda says, Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 21st and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “count on it.” Use the phrase “count on it” somewhere in your post. Enjoy! HERE are the rules and ping back.

Uh 🙄 oh. Ear 👂 worm 🐛 alerts. Resistance is futile but resist I must! So many songs out there have a “you can count on it” theme or is it a “you can count on me?” Tuh-mA-toe or Ta-mah-toe. Gibberish 😂

Maybe it’s really “you’ve got a friend in me”. Ugh 😩. Toy Story and Randy Newman can bite me. Doh! Why so salty Jilly? Listen to the lyrics, you’ll feel so much better.

But you read the prompt wrong. It’s simply “count on IT!” Not ME. Take 2 🎬 & another video. This is pretty 🤩 cool 😎.

I love choirs and singing in one! Music 🎼 the ultimate therapeutic. You can count on it.

I’ll close with a gratitude. Yesterday was horrible. Not gonna lie. Effing bureaucrats. B heard me on the phone through a closed door. He came in when the call ended and asked if I got things taken care of.

Me: You heard me?

B: Yes, are you okay?

Me: the dam burst 💥 & through tears 😭 I told him everything.

I’m grateful 🥹 for my husband who loves me unconditionally. I’d been trying to do things alone. When I’m not alone. I forget that sometimes. Shame on me. Misdirected energy at the mofos. I’m going to do something about that soon. You can count on it.

As always more to come.

#JusJoJan & #SoCS ~1/14/23

Linda says Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 14th and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “once upon a time.” Start your post with “Once upon a time,” then write whatever comes to you, whether it be fact or fiction. Have fun! This doesn’t count as the start of my post. It’s preamble until now …

Once upon a time … I’m borrowing this funny. What’s the difference between a northern fairytale and a southern fairytale? A northern fairytale begins with once upon a time. A southern fairytale begins with you ain’t gonna believe this sH!t.

I’ve always got a story ready in the wings.

Once, upon a time, my great uncle Charlie Barton stowed away on a ship from Austria to America. The first time, he was found right after the ship had left the dock. They promptly threw him overboard and he had to swim back to shore. The second time, he hid in a different place. While they didn’t find him immediately, they still found him. Take two tossed overboard again. He made it back to shore no less determined.

Three is a charm. He learned from the first two attempts, hiding so well that on his final & successful stow away, he wasn’t found until the ship was too far out to sea for the crew to even consider throwing him into the ocean. I mean these were sailors not murders.

He settled in Runge Texas eventually sending for his momma & sister to join him in the land of opportunity. His sister Ida Barton Andrisek was my grandmother. If not for Uncle Charlie’s perseverance no telling how different everything would be. I heard this story so often growing up. I never met Uncle Charlie or Grandma Ida either but we’d look at their pictures as the story was told. Felt like they were in the room. I know I’ve got some Charlie Barton in my soul. Stubborn is my middle name. Lol.

The shortest distance between two people really is a story ❤

Have a wonderful weekend. As you enjoy this tune.

HERE are the rules & ping back

As always more to come.

#JusJoJan & #SoCS Combo ~ 1/7/23

No feature image today, just the gallery above. Linda prompts us with the following: Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “out of the box.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think “out of the box.” Enjoy! HERE are the rules & ping back if you want to join in the fun & frolic. Now I’ll toss in my two cents.

No longer #JusJoJan but Just no! Out of the box is the most overused, cliche phrase, flavor of the month, corporate speak that I’ve ever heard. Right up there with color outside the lines. And while I get we need new strategies, each of us has a part to play. Maybe my part is being inside the box keeping the trains running?

My, my Jilly! Aren’t you a gripey gus today. And I am. But I don’t want to be so let’s see, what’s inside the box where I keep all my self help strategies.

There’s this … writing, releasing the hounds. With #JusJoJan, I’m doubling down while continuing my usual fodder. This made my stats go up & I usually don’t look at those but yesterday I did and wow. Then there’s reading. I’ll cruise around the blogosphere to read some gems & if time allows pop onto my Kindle to pick not one but two books of the month for Prime members. I might even start on some books in my TBR queue. Yep, going to make this a ‘me’ day just like every other.

Wishing you a sensational Saturday!

As always, more to come.

#SoCS ~ 12/31/22

The swan song of 2022’s #SoCS festivities 🥳 has arrived. I, for one, am ready to turn over a new leaf. Let’s get going. Linda writes & I copy paste. Timpani drum 🥁 roll puhleese.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “new/knew.’” Use one, use both, use them any way you like. Bonus points if you use both. Enjoy!

One down one to go another town and one more show … my life in song 🎶 lyrics. I ♥️ my life. Yes! But that’s the band too … Yes 🙌 Leave It. Great song 🎧 I haven’t heard in a while.

Okay think, think, & think 🧐.

I used new already in my intro. As in turning over a new leaf 🍁 and not as a resolution I’ll never keep but as in it’s about damn time to get my sH!t together. More of my life in song 🎵 lyrics, this time Lizzo.

I’m a mess who uses music, movies 🎥 , TV 📺 shows, & books 📚 to escape or otherwise deal with my queen 👸🏻 comma drama 🎭 emotions 😭. But of course you knew that about me already. I’ll do almost anything for BONUS points.

Cheers 🥂 if you imbibe or cheers 🎉 if you don’t. Hoping 2023 puts the last 3 years to shame. Damn you 2020 & your 2 wicked companions 2021 & 2022. Peace ✌️ Be well. Until next time.

HERE are the rules and ping back.

As always more to come.

#SoCS ~ 12/24/22

Time for #SoCS, second to the last of 2022. How does that happen?!? Something about the rotation of the earth 🌍 or the moon 🌙 & tides maybe 🤔? No time to stop & confirm. I be streaming. Linda tells us Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “cozy.’” Use it any way you like. Have fun!

Hmm 🧐 how about a haiku? Prepare to be awed and amazed. Or get the eye roll 🙄 ready 😂.

Cuddles on the couch

Snug as a bug in a rug

Stress replaced by zen

I’ve got quite the collection of blankets, hoodies, & fuzzy socks to keep me cozy during our brief cold 🥶 snap. If the weather forecasters are right, we’ll be back to the 70s by next Thursday. Now that’s balmy not cozy. But I’ll take it.

To join us in the merriment, HERE are the rules and ping back.

As always more to come.

#SoCS ~ 12/17/22

Anyway, as I was saying, I have no idea what day it is either. Guess I’ll get a calendar to keep track of time too just like Linda G Hill, our host with the most. Maybe, I will mark off the days until I get out of my Invisalign? Remains to be seen if I am glad I did this especially if I do not get any headache relief. I remember the disclaimer, “I can fix your jaw but I can’t fix your type A personality”

Alrighty, here we go. Time for #SoCS where Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “start your post or one paragraph with the word ‘anyway.’” Bonus points if you start your post with “anyway” and regular points if you use it in a paragraph somewhere else in your post. Enjoy! HERE are the rules & pingback.

Bonus score! My job here is done with a start like that. LOL

Anyway, I’m keeping it light after the heavy that was my Friday Free For All post. I’m trying to be mellow. Roll with the flow & otherwise be cool man, be cool. This Adam Lambert cover of a Duran Duran song helped me this week, so I’m sharing with you.

Ordinary World – Songwriters: Nick Rhodes / Nigel John Taylor / Simon John Charles Le-Bon / Warren Cuccurullo

Mine isn’t about a lost love, B is right here beside me, always! Rather my wish is for an ordinary world where my heart is not torn to shreds. I have new found family who I yearn to connect with but that’s not exactly working out.

And I don’t cry for yesterday
There’s an ordinary world
Somehow I have to find
And as I try to make my way
To the ordinary world

I will learn to survive

Can’t go backwards. Onward, through the fog.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS ~ 12/10/22

Here we go! Linda writes and I copy paste – Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “dict.” Find a word that contains “dict” and use it in your post. Have fun! To play along, HERE are the rules & ping back.

Dirty mouth, chew Orbit gum! Yep, you know what I heard when I read ‘dict’. Moving along, why or why is the first word to come to mind, addict. I want to write silly nonsense and there is nothing silly or nonsensical about addiction. Continue to stream, think, think, & think … dict … a word with dict. I predict this is going to be a bumpy ride. There is nothing here that would contradict that prediction. Unless the boss dictates a course correction to smooth sailing. Does anyone even use shorthand anymore? Maybe some limited use for something somewhere but probably not. “Okay” said the judge to the jury, “what’s your verdict?” Jury says, “it is time for lil Jilly to land the plane. She has places to go on this warmer than normal Saturday.”

Well, the jury is right! I do have places to go. Lulu & I are getting our spa day on. For about 4 years, we celebrated the Dub women born in December birthdays by getting either a massage or facial. We are down to 2 Dub women born in December since my d-i-l is no longer my d-i-l. That soured Lulu & I on the experience & then came the pandemic. Now things are opened back up and we’re easing into a renewed tradition. We have changed the venue & that surely helps. Off we’ll go to the Beauty Haus in the lovely St. Paul’s Square area of downtown San Antonio. After that, we’re getting flowers from the HEB on Broadway otherwise known as the Gucci B before ending up back home to get our bake on. Can’t have a b-day without cake!

Wishing everyone a sensational Saturday.

As always, more to come.

#SoCS ~ 12/3/22

We are kicking off the first Saturday, of the last month of 2022, yipee! I was just messaging with my cousin & we agreed we’d like to just go to bed and wake up in 2023. Even if that means missing the rest of December which can be really stressful at times. Forced! Family! Fun! is what my former boss called the holidays but she said they were anything but fun in her family. I’ve got mixed feelings of late but will save that for another post. Right now we have #SoCS in da house where the lovely Linda G Hill writes and I copy paste: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “twin/tween.” Use, “twin” or “tween” any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use both. Enjoy! HERE are the rules & ping back.

Tween is some made up sH!t. Oh how salty. LOL. But seriously, tween was probably a fairly recent addition to Webster’s. We didn’t have the word tween when I was 11/12. No time to stop & research when tween became a thing. Plus in my pursuit of bonus points, we gotta keep the stream alive. Let’s move along to twin.

Okay, this is some next level stuff. I have always been taken by genetic mirroring. A fascinating topic to address in yet another post. Let’s just say I do stop & stare & might make comments of striking similarities. I never really looked like anybody, a hodgepodge. But I wanted to favor my mother & her sister with their porcelain skin. Instead I took a little bit from the whole long line of relatives to be the composite that Jilly. Then, in June of 1988, my twin was born. Yep, my first born sonshine is my twin.

I remember once while shopping for a wedding gift at the now defunct Mervyns (open, open, open) when Pony, about age 3 or 4, knocked over a basket of napkin rings. They went rolling around everywhere. He was such a handful but a sweet lil guy. Instead of being upset, I made a game of put the napkin ring back in the basket. He loved that! I got one mom! all giggling & excited, then he’d run it back to me. A fellow customer saw all this happening and stopped to help collect the rings. When she bent down & saw us eye to eye, she remarked quite loudly “you two definitely belong together”. Here’s proof – what say ye people of bloglandia? Twin or no twin.

And with that I’m calling it. This weather around here is bleh. From cold, to hot, to muggy/misty as all get out. And we’re getting so much rain but I’m not complaining about that at all y’all. Rain is always welcome here, making up for the drought. We’ll take it!

As always, more to come.

Updated typos & added ping back 12/3/22 3:43 PM CST.

#SoCS ~ 11/26/22

Good morning folks. The lovely Linda G Hill writes & I copy paste: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “on your/my plate.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun! HERE are the rules and ping back.

On my plate … hmmm no idea because I’ve been vegging out since 11/18/22. Not a thing on my plate. A true vacation instead. Oh how I needed to break away. I’ve had so much on my plate lately that I was about to implode. Thankfully this time away to recharge has me back on track. Hope this feeling lasts.

Later today, weather permitting, Lulu & her fiancé will take engagement photos. Not professional photos but candids by Jilly. Like what we did for her senior pictures. No stress, no fuss. Guess that’s technically what’s on my plate.

As always, more to come.