Dance 💃🏻

I park at the Tobin center while our work garage is under construction. Tonight the Tobin hosts a dance recital. People are already starting to arrive. There are some pretty fancy hats and other after five attire. There are flowers everywhere. I can feel the electricity in the air.

Then why oh why does this grumpy stage mom have to ruin everything. Poor girls. She’s already berating then. Dance should be fun.

As always more to come.

#1linerWeds. 5/15/19

I wanted to stay with my TV show theme but I have been falling asleep in my bark-a-lounger.    No new quotes today but my DVR is full for future fodder.

From the list of old standards, Captain Obvious says:

Always remember you’re unique, just like everyone else.

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I used to dream every night.  For a brief time, I kept a journal on my bedside table where I’d write my dreams down for later analysis. If I didn’t write them down right away, my dreams had an ethereal quality and they’d float away from conscious memory.

I say I used to dream every night but maybe the answer is I still do.  I just don’t have the same re-call as my younger self.  One of the perks of growing older.  When I write perk, I meant it!!!!

The first alarm sounds at 4 AM thanks to B …means he has work.  The second alarm is not until 6:15.  In those 2 hours and 15 minutes, I had a dream so vivid that even at 10:30 something, what happened has stayed with me.  I won’t try and elaborate on the weirdness but I will say I might use this dream as a wake up call to make some quality of life changes.

As always, more to come.

My Mother’s Day Haul

Me to Lulu and Pony “we’ve hit the lottery with that one”

💕 our B

I’m reveling in after brunch peace. Counting our many blessings. Somebody pinch me I must be dreaming. And I’m still laughing but that’s what happens when you have discussions while breaking bread with the brain trust. Eff words flying from a most unlikely source.

Started with Hamilton yesterday.

Always have to snap the marquee
Cheshire Cat smile. Ignore the gray. I’ve earned it.
The set alone brought the feels

Free valet parking at the Gunther. Another “room where it happened”. Meant to be.

I came home to a top to bottom clean house. Deep cleaned. They even dusted. 😆

Then today I slept in. Upon waking, Lulu and I took a walking photo tour. She’s home for the summer. We talked about how to spend our weekends together. We predict bigger more elaborate photography sessions in our future. She’ll snap the pics and I’ll write some lame poetry. I’m blocked so here’s a visual only peek:

Bird prints
Did anyone else call them whirligigs?

Followed by the aforementioned brunch. Mushroom and spinach frittata with hash browns and biscuits. Ending with presents though they had already given me enough.

Handmade card, flowers and new pajamas

Every week for months as we walked by the pj section in Walmart, I commented to B that these “house dresses” would be my retirement wardrobe. Think of the money I’d save. And there’s the envious comfort over style anyways. Though if I do admit, hump day camels are pretty stylish. I’ve got no qualms about going outside like this … nope 👎 that picture stays in the phone.

Usually this day is too hard for me to take. For reasons I will not elaborate on right now. Or never! Yep never because spilling my guts changes nothing. This year is different for some reason. I’m taking back control of my emotions. I’m choosing gratitude and happiness.

Cheers 🥂

As always more to come.

J-Dubs Review of “The Woman in the Window: A Novel” by A. J. Finn

They are adapting this book to film. And yes I’ll probably watch the movie when it comes out. Though the book is always better. It’s okay because I have read the book first.

Good pace and suspenseful. I found myself relating to the MC Anna Fox. I even thought Jilly don’t you go there. You’re not fictional. You’re not an agoraphobic alcoholic pill 💊 popping psychoanalyst either. Then goes my crazy mind … oh but you could be. How very easily YOU could be. 😳

Throughout the novel Anna watches … and among all the she observes, she watches classic movies. I have heard of many of the films named in the book yet most I have never seen. Time to fire up Turner Classic movies.

I won’t say more as not to spoil for those who have yet to read. I highly recommend if the suspense genre is your cuppa tea. Two thumbs up 👍🏼👍🏼. Five stars ✨ by me but only 3.94 stars ✨ on Goodreads.

As always more to come.

#SoCS for 5/11/19 ~ strain

How does a bastard, orphan son of a whore
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot in the Caribbean
By providence, impoverished, in squalor, grow up to be a hero and a scholar?

Alexander Hamilton from the musical Hamilton

Oh, hello there.

I started streaming before I even read the prompt.

You see today is the day folks.  I am going to Hamilton!!!

But now is time for #SoCS and Linda gives this the following:

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



think, think and think

Rise up
When you’re living on your knees, you rise up
Tell your brother that he’s gotta rise up
Tell your sister that she’s gotta rise up

My Shot from the musical Hamilton

Oh who am I kidding??!  I am single minded and won’t be able to write a flipping thing until AFTER the show.  I got nothing going for strain except to recognize the strain at that time and how history has a way of repeating itself.

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