L: Idiom of the Day ~ 4/14/21

Starts with L – Lend me your ears

Jilly’s Take: Oh keeper of secrets lend me your ears to keep them safe.  I had a dear friend back in high school who was the keeper of my secrets. I love and miss her to this day. We went our separate ways when life got complicated. But up until our oldest kids were in high school themselves, we kept in touch.

Lend me your ears also reminds me of a sounding board. To ask for someone’s full attention as they listen carefully.  With the Rona, we’ve lost some of those connections.  Sent to our respective corners in quarantine. Shelter sounds like such a safe word but “sheltering in place” was a new phrase that brought isolation to many. Safe in one respect maybe but not in all respects. Covid related mental health issues are abound though many are mercifully spared. 

Reminds me that tomorrow I must check on my work friend H. At the onset, he told me he had never been more fully aware of his isolation in living alone. That was over a year ago and we have only spoken twice. Shame on me!

If I didn’t have B and this blog to release the hounds, I’d go bonkers.  Okay the jury is out on that as I may already be bonkers. Hehe. Thank goodness for the vaccine which has allowed us to dip our toes back into life’s proverbial pond.

For more on today’s idiom LOOK here.

Songwriters:  John Lennon & Paul McCarthy

Here’s a particularly soulful cover performed by Joe Cocker. 

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Share Your World ~ 4/13/21

Thanks Melanie for the questions. I like them, all serious or silly so I’m giving it a whirl. If anyone else wants to join in, here are the rules and ping back

QUESTIONS: What would be the worst “buy one get one free” sale of all time? Hmmm. Probably something I didn’t want to buy in the first place. Free is for me. I love a good bargain.

Have you ever gotten a really bad haircut? Do share! Yes because I used to drop in at a mall salon without an appointment. Usually getting someone still learning. Usually the bad part was with my bangs. Too short or too long or uneven. I’ve grown them out which helps.

After many years of bad hair cuts, my friend D told me about her hairdresser who I then went to for over a decade. Now I’m back to dropping in to random places. I did two home haircuts during Covid before going to a local barbershop to even things up. No more dye job. I’m officially low maintenance 😂

Isn’t Disney Land and Disney World (and all the variants) just a people trap operated by a mouse? Yes! Without a doubt 😂

What if Batman got bitten by a vampire? What would happen? He’d be double trouble. Or he’d become the undead Dark Knight.

What do you want your final words to be if you could choose? I’m borrowing … “Thanks for the memories”.


GRATITUDE SECTION (as always optional)Please feel free to share some My new swing❣️❣️❣️

K: Idiom of the Day ~ 4/13/21

Starts with K – Knight in Shining Armor

Jilly’s Take:  Doesn’t everyone wish for someone to save the day?  Swoop right in and make everything better.  A knight on his royal steed. Okay, now I am laughing as I picture Shrek the Ogre with Donkey. If memory serves one of the many Shrek movies had a royal steed.

The song I found for this idiom was in the movie “Karate Kid Part II”.  I loved the Karate Kid movies (though I never saw parts 3 or 4).  I also really enjoyed the Netflix series “Cobra Kai” based off the “Karate Kid” movies.  Cheesy as hell but the nostalgia outweighed all that.  Killer soundtrack too. For more on today’s idiom LOOK here.

Writer: Billy Hill

Performed by Peter Cetera

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Tidbits ~ 4/12/21

I used to drop this stuff in a journal but since I’m not actively keeping a journal anymore, I’ve started tidbits on the blog. This is where I can get the intrusive thoughts out of my head. Let the world see how neurotic I truly am. Ha! Which you’ve known all along. Ain’t no big surprise.

Lulu started a new job today. That makes three places but four attempts. Ugh!

The first post college gig ended due to ISP woes. Then she got back in same place but quit before she restarted. There are very painful reasons she didn’t go back. Things that are not my story to tell. I’m still very grateful that Kyle gave her a second chance. I’m also glad she didn’t go back because the ISP woes returned. We could say the other bad stuff happened for a reason savings a repeat ISP debacle.

But now the ISP excuse is behind us. Even in Snowmageddon, we were fully functional. We also have our own concierge at Spectrum who promises no more trouble.

Gig two was in person as a mental health technician helping girls just like herself. I was very skeptical but helping people is good. Maybe doing so would give her a sense of self worth.

She made it through two days of orientation but actual day one on the job was the last. She shows up and no one even knew she was supposed to be there. They put her on the wing with the older girls. Apparently the worst unit if she is to be believed. She did shadow someone who couldn’t be bothered and sometime during the 12 hour shift, she was threatened with bodily arm. To quote “I’ll use your dead body for a step up and out the window”. Her person casually said “ah don’t worry, they just talk big”. Somehow she made it to the end of her shift but she never went back.

Puts us to gig three. Call center scheduler. She is in orientation as we speak. During lunch I’ve gotten a barrage of texts. It’s bad. She wants to cry. But she’s not stopping. It’s that last sentence I’m holding on to. “Mom I’m not stopping. I can’t quit again”.

Oh but she will. Quit again. Maybe not today or even tomorrow. But realistically this isn’t a forever job. Of course I said something similar 37 years ago.

Ugh! I’ve failed to help her become strong and independent. I want to cry too. But this is not about me! And just maybe this time she’ll figure it out. At least that’s what B thinks. And we all know he’s usually right.

Alrighty. Time to end my worry session. Once again releasing the hounds has helped. If this is meant to be it’ll be. Cue music.

As always more to come.

J: Idiom of the Day ~ 4/12/21

Starts with J – Jump in at the deep end

Jilly’s Take:  To be in over your head.  Might as well as they say … jump in at the deep end …

I found this new to me song which speaks to me.  Hope you like it too. For more on today’s idiom LOOK here.

Songwriters: Jeffrey Randall Bowman / Joshua Bruce Williams / Margaret C Eckford

Performed by Ruelle

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Tidbits ~ 4/11/21

Coming at you live from my iPad on my brand new porch swing.

Contentment

Actually the swing is on an A-Frame in my backyard. I cried when it was delivered. Lulu asked me why are you bawling momma? Well because I’ve wanted this swing forever. To grow up and one day have my own home, with a swing like Mammaw’s, that’s just priceless.

B put it all together in record time. He had none of the problems noted in the reviews. No instructions? No problem. B don’t need no stinking instructions. Lol.

We’ve placed it under one of the oaks but with the earth’s movement, this spot will be full sun before long. We’ve spied an even better place under the pecan tree. I’m going to time how long until shade returns though since vitamin D in limited direct sunlight would be good for me. Let’s face it time outdoors period is good for me. Gets me out of my head. Just what the doctor ordered. ❤

As always, more to come.

#SLS ~ 4/11/21

Jim prompts us with single word song title. Lots of good ones to choose from making picking a song hard. But fun! Means I listened to several songs before landing on “Africa” by Toto. Songwriters: David Paich and Jeff Porcaro. The video I chose was from “America’s Got Talent” when the Angel City Chorale performed. I may have posted this one before but it is way too good not to repeat. I hope you think so too.

“Africa”

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She’s coming in twelve-thirty flight
Her moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation

I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say
“Hurry, boy, it’s waiting there for you”

It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what’s right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti

I seek to cure what’s deep inside
Frightened of this thing that I’ve become

It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

“Hurry, boy, she’s waiting there for you”

It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Sunday Reflections: A Week in Review ~ 4/11/21

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 up, the usual suspects …

  • Sunday April 4 – #SLS Chica-Cherry-Cola 🙂
  • Monday April 5 – Haiku Allergic Fido.
  • Tuesday April 6 – Share Your World A safe space Melanie creates.
  • Wednesday April 7 – #1linerWeds. Why wait?
  • Thursday April 8 – Thursday Thoughts Birthday pups!! Yay. Meeting overload. Boo 😦
  • Friday April 9 – Book Club Light and breezy read. Time filler/distraction.
  • Saturday April 10 – #SoCS ❤ Time to make a difference.

Now we have, #AtoZChallenge

What an action packed week with another one on the horizon. Can’t wait!!

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

As always, more to come.