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Just Jot It January — Mix


Per Linda:  Your prompt for JusJoJan January 7th, 2020, is “mix.” Use the word “mix” any way you’d like. Enjoy!

 

 

Yes, knitting is my life. Sorry. I looked all over the Pixabay for a good picture to inspire me to write about the prompt, mix. This sock is what came to mind. And it is for my daughter who is celebrating her birthday. Wow, my offspring are getting old! I’m almost to the heel stage. I do love this magical self-striping yarn. It really mixes it up, don’t you think?

I’m just streaming even though it is not Saturday.

Hey, how many of you are food purists? What I mean is when you get a plate of food do you mix all your food together or try very hard to keep it all separated? I tend to be a purist. All my life. I remember when I was a candy striper and I had this nice guy I took care of. He was a paraplegic. He could paint with the brush between his teeth. He was amazing. When it came time for me to feed him I was shocked.

“Mix it all up!” he said to me with passion.

I was repulsed. I mixed a little together for each bite but he nearly yelled at me. He was happy when I was more violent with my mixing. Now I remember his name, Frank. He was the bright spot of my candy striping days.

One day, I walked into his ward and saw his room empty. I asked, “Where’s Frank?” I was ready to take him on his daily walk.

“We’re sorry…”

“He went home?” I asked in the naive sixteen-year-old voice.

The nurse shook her head sadly and told me he died. He was the first person I had lost to death. Now that I am 70 I think I know more people gone than here. That death made me see I wouldn’t be able to handle being a nurse or doctor. I wish I would have had this philosophy back then. I think that medicine would have been in my future.

Aw, but all that standing! Never mind. Pipe-dreams. They do tend to send my head into a big mixed-up mess.

Back to the question: Are you a purist or mixer?

 

 

 

Made it Monday


Well, I picked up this cute little loom on Wish. It was cheap so I thought it would be fun to try. That and it was cheap!

 

Cute, huh? I put it on the keyboard so that you could see how small it is. There was a learning curve. I may have ripped out one nearly whole sock and reknitted, then frogged again. Ugh! I don’t blame the cute little loom. I blame the soft wonderful yarn that separated sometimes and caused little fuzzballs.

Then the worst thing! Right at the toe of the second sock, I ran out of the gray yarn. Ugh, again! But I found this red homespun type yarn that was as soft as the gray yarn. I couldn’t find anything that l matched so I figured a contrast might pull it off. The gray was yarn from my daughter and the socks are for my son. I think he likes them. And they fit!

If he were a little kid that red toe could differentiate right and left foot. But a grown man in his forties. I’ve got nothing. He said thank you. I shouldn’t have. “Mom, you already made me a hat.” I hope he likes them. He did like the first one and said it was soft and would be nice to wear in the evening while watching TV. So he’ll be comfortable and no one will see the red toe and make fun of him. It’s a possibility. Hey, look at that! I was able to use the prompt for Just Jot It January! Oh, and he did take them with a smile. There’s that!


Chair Yoga. Check. How can I be sore after that? I am.

#fibromyalgia, #arthritis, #seniors, #disabilities, #Yoga With Adriene,

#friendlyadvisor

Thanks, Linda for the fun of both of these challenges. Does it matter that there are several sentences in my one line?


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What a joyous January! <—Wednesday’s 1-Liner

 

This was an especially wonderful day. There was a meeting of the Hat Huggers. The chairperson rattled off how many charities our comfort items went to. It was very impressive.

Here is where I get to shine my nails on my chest. (And if I can’t on my blog where can I?) After the meeting our chairperson told me that the sheriff was very impressed with my stuffed animals and dolls. They were able to release them here locally to children in need and could I make lots more? I felt flattered but more, I felt I am useful. When you are in pain you wonder. But my distraction from the pain is going to a very good cause. I leave January happy. <—Jot

It has been a lot of fun participating in Just Jot It January. I hope I can keep up with writing every day. Having a one word prompt helps keep me writing. Thank you, Linda G. Hill!


I couldn’t think of any food that I could call Scrumptious. All I could come up with is

and

A soft yummy yarn can make my whole body relax and want to dive into it. Maybe that is my fibro that finds so many fabric of my clothes hurtful. Warm, lovable, delicious yarn makes me happy.

But that goes for colors.

Deep green forests

Deep blue oceans

or

This sweetie–most scrumptious and not in a burrito!

(I’m mostly vegetarian now, but as a teen I went to a mission in Mexico and the other teens there asked how we liked out burritos and then informed us that they were made with perro. Sadly, I found them delicious.)

Only one more day of Just Jot It January. I can say I loved the prompts that kept me writing something everyday. I must find something that keeps me this motivated. Thank you, Linda G. Hill.

Judy Martin gave us this prompt: “Scrumptious.” Here’s her link: https://www.judyedwinamartin.com/


Well, here I am trying hard to get my writing done before midnight. Seems I am the Midnight Writer! That is a cool name! In fact, I think it is

Sadly it is in use. Of course! And then I thought, ‘What about MidKnight Writer?’ that’s using last night’s prompt with this one. But it is taken, too.  Oh, well.

For those of you who are curious, that might not know yet, my son and his other siblings got here with half of his stuff. The siblings left (are safely home) and we are getting the house in order. In two weeks there has to be another trek down (8-hour drive) to pick up the rest and clean out his father’s apartment and then the 8-hour trek back only to unpack and figure out where the rest goes. The good of that is I get to see my other kids. The scary is everyone on the road so long. It will be nice to be finished with the move and everyone safely back where they belong.

So far the weather has been

for this crazy

 

The bewitching hour is at hand and I am too tired to care!

Just Jot It January is courtesy of Linda G. Hill.

Our fantastic prompt is from  Jill. See at her blog, “J-Dubs Grin and Bear It,” Here’s her link:  https://jilywily.wordpress.com/


You can keep your knight in shining armor. I prefer my knight who makes everything shiny. (Dishes, kitty litter, cleaning toilet, etc.) Cause I am so tired from the last few days. By the way, offspring arrived delivering oldest and much of his stuff after midnight last night. Had the merest of good visits. Delivering offspring drove back home (are safe in their own homes) and #1 son is here and bought us who were still here pizza. We mostly took today off. Too tired. Tomorrow is another day. Oh, in two weeks we need to travel back and get more of the stuff and clean the apartment. Maybe by then, this place won’t look like box city! Please forgive this mishmash of a blog I can barely type.

Find out about the Just Jot It January and the prompt here.


After a week of moving things from one room to another and then to have more coming to move in, I feel I am incapable of movement. I so want to just hide in the bed and recuperate. Yet we find out that not everything got brought up so another trip in is the works and more moving. And they haven’t even got here yet. Son #2 said they thought it would be about 10 PM. I didn’t want to put off the Just Jot It January and Stream of Consciousness Saturday. I’ve been doing this too late every day anyway. Most of the time lately it is after midnight.

Sometime tonight I expect to see something like this pull into my driveway:

Well, minus the chicken and dog. They are already here. My brain and body hurt thinking about it. At least I get to see my adult offspring for a night and one is staying. Yay! Next week I expect to slow down and loom knit or knit and visit with my son.

This has been an amazing month. Just like last year, I have managed to write on my blog every day. I think the thing that kept it interesting is the prompts Linda G. Hill kept posted and ready for the rest of us. Thank you, Linda!


Take a look at that object. That is my address. I know it looks like a musical instrument that I learned how to play, a bit, when I was in junior high, sixth grade I think. You might even think of it as my own TARDIS. Though it is rather a variable, sometimes bigger on the inside but soon smaller than the inhabitants.

If I’ve counted correctly, I have lived in 21 addresses. Maybe four of them are just the right size. But with family and a few friends and four-leggeds, the insides of these places grow and shrink at the oddest rates. Can you hear the music of the bellows?

When we moved here three Autumns ago, the living room was empty. It has squares of carpet that made me want to play hop-scotch or dance there was so much room. I had my own piano room/hobby room and most of the time I enjoyed that room, but Winter came. Hear the music as we moved into the bedroom to save the electric bill. So that room started collecting things that didn’t fit in the bedroom.

When Spring came, I looked forward to company coming. With no living room furniture, I felt sad. But a kind soul found us sofas and soon the living room had friends and family. I liked working out there where the soft sofas called me. So the piano room is used less.

Suddenly, my son is in a situation where he needs somewhere to live. So this week  I’ve been busy pulling books and things out of that room and trying to find homes for everything that was in there. So remember the empty living room? Boxes! Piano! Bookshelves!

So the address has taken the squeezing–push the button on the top if you don’t want to hear the music! Or is that my accepting sigh? I haven’t seen my son for years! So I am happy to see him and think it will be fun to have him around. Just, oh there’s the sigh again, sad to see the space squish. At least this address is full of space outside, and lots of sky!

Just Jot It January is Linda G. Hill’s baby.

John Holton’s prompt is “Address.” You can visit John at his blog, “The Sound of One Hand Typing,”  Here’s his link:  https://thesoundofonehandtyping.wordpress.com/

 


Every January we go through traditions. Many choose the New Year to make resolutions to quit habits or institute new ones. A friend and I have used our New Years to write up possibilities. We feel resolutions are made to be broken whereas if you think ahead and wish to do better or see changes in your life you should write them down. They aren’t necessarily predictions, though they could work out that way, but rather shine a new light on our lives. The only prediction that comes out of this is as a counselor once told me: The best predictor of future behavior is past behavior. And of course, then continued with the solid advice that the only way that changes is if a person has hurt enough from that behavior and wants a change from deep in their soul.

When we see little changes happening for the better, they can put on the label of possibility.

I want to thank Linda G. Hill for asking for prompts for these Just Jot It January blogs. I had to take the time to think of what I wanted to put my thoughts and predictions. I will keep private my possibilities as I think it spoils the silent work I put into them if I share. Thank you, everyone, who used my prompt of Prediction. It’s been fun to see what you came up with.

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