Post 3 quotes on topic Post 2 pieces of music on topic. Display one image which represents the topic in your eyes.
“Some days I eat salads and go to the gym. Some days I eat cupcakes and refuse to put on pants. It’s called balance.” ~unknown
“Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astair did but backwards and in high heels.” ~Bob Thaves
Balance is an illusion. Stand on one foot, feel the muscles in your foot and leg shift to keep you upright as your mind wanders or the wind blows. You adjust, you stay balanced. This is life. It’s a thousand tiny adjustments, every day. ~Me to my yoga classContinue reading “3.2.1. Quote Me! – Balance”→
For Linda’s JusJoJan prompt for January 19th, 2020, “gobbledygook.” Use the word “gobbledygook” any way you’d like. Today’s prompt isbrought to us by Jim.
“Gratitude is a choice I can make every day.” My dear Mother sent me a kitchen towel with that slogan on it many years ago during a particular low point in my life. Back then I was an arrogant 30-something with a career, children to raise and stuff to do. I regarded that precious slogan as a bunch of gobbledygook, nonsense meant for the weak willed.Continue reading “Spoonie Sunday – JusJoJan 19 – Gratitude and gobbledygook”→
So Rory’s The Really You question game is going strong. This week has some doozies
Are you ageing gracefully?
Depends on what you call gracefully. I’ve had 7 surgeries/surgical procedures in the past two years. Yeah I’ve got stuff giving out, breaking up, and well, you get the idea. The idea behind each one of these “procedures” has been to “extend my quality life.” At 60, I had the knees of a 103 year old woman, now I have the knees of the bionic woman and I can tell you that it has made a HUGE difference in my life. I can walk again!! So gracefully? Not so much, I’m fighting it every inch of the way.Continue reading “Really Real You”→
For Linda’s JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness SaturdayYour prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “movie title.” Take the title of the last movie you watched (just the title, not the premise of the movie), and base your post on that title.Have fun!
Last movie I watched, hmmm Spiderman Far From Home (dvd)
Star was alone on the top of the rise. They had been traveling for days through the bleak sandstone of the Enchanted Wasteland. The first few days were spent wading through endless sand dunes. Star and her company had trudged the dunes, scarves tied so tightly around their faces they could barely breath. Even that did not prevented the constant shifting, blowing sand from working it’s way into their eyes, ears, mouths and lungs. The dunes had given way to rocky hardpack, the sun beat brutally against the skulls of Monster, Witch, Human and beasts alike. As she topped the rise, hoping to see some glimpse of green in this Goddess forsaken land, she saw … waves. Waves of colored sand, fossilized dunes of varied colors that stretched for as far as the eye could see.Continue reading “JusJoJan and SoCS – Movie Title theme”→
Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.
OK, let’s see how far back to go? Back when my blog was really just a diary.
“January 17, 2016 – Sunday already, what a wonderful day it was though. Took more hikes in Zion National Park. Went out to dinner at Dickeys BBQ, then rented Ant Man. Totally good food, great movie, great night. This is a view from the trail.”
Or for a more story-oriented flash back try “inch by inch” originally posted right here January 17, 2019.
So there you have it, my blogging flashbacks, what were you doing?
For Linda’s JusJoJan prompt “Jade” is brought to us by MB, Thanks!
Sharra carefully wiped each leaf of the jade plant until it’s waxy leaves shone in the sun. Carefully plucking a few, she placed them in her basket. Her withered hands moved with the effortless grace of a much younger woman as she gathered the remaining ingredients for her prosperity charm bags. No more wars, no more fires. She was just the simple village witch.
With a wave of her hand, the old village witch vanished and she was once again, Sharra Fire Fae, her strong wings unfurled, Dreamsong, grasped in her sword arm, blazing with magic fire. War loomed ahead and her heart sang with battle magic. But that was so long ago. With a sigh she returned to her older image. “Sometimes immortality’s a real pain in the arse,” she muttered as she returned to her jade plant.
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Who Wants to Live Forever – Queen — Freddie, ye left us too soon