This week we celebrate 🎉 the 175th edition of this wonderful prompt of Colleen Chesebro’s.
This week our prompt comes from Elizabeth, from Tea and Paper, chose the theme: ‘ The Day After’
I decided to write a Tanka today about a young person coming home from a binge night out. It can be read from top to bottom and bottom to top and means the same.
She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.
Well it’s still out there but lots of people have decided to flout the rules , not everyone but enough so as we notice more cars on the road, more people out. The weather has been lovely and so people have been venturing further afield. Those who flout the rules are selfish and stupid sadly they will only prolong the pandemic. Covid19 has not left the building. The line “Don’t act like a dick cos’ you’ll make others sick” really is true.
Politicians and businesses are wanting to open the country up but be honest it might take time but the country can recover from an economic crisis with time but once you’re dead you are dead!
Yes it’s confusing.
Groundhog Day.
Awake at stupid o’clock, see to Ruby, hubby up at sensible o’clock he took Ruby for her walk I did the house. The hubby had to take hearing aid batteries and wax guards to the hospital for his mum. The ward had rung and said as they were wearing masks and eye protectors she needed to be able to hear. That was another reason I couldn’t sleep, I was worried sick about hubby going to the hospital. But it’s his mum and so he went. He dropped off the batteries band wax guards, I managed to get him to wear a mask and he took his hand gel with him. He said the hospital was empty, he only saw two people when he was on his way to the ward.
We had a quiet afternoon, when he rang the hospital to see how his mum was the hospital told him she wanted some cloths and bits. Horror of horror, for me he agreed to go again the next day. So his brother who is staying at her place packed a suitcase for her.
In the evening we had a virtual drink with our friends who live up the road. We have a video call a couple of drinks and lots of laughs, boy we needed those laughs!
Queue happy song!
And so to Monday.
Not much sleep again, and the morning started just as yesterday did. Hubby walked Ruby, then he headed off to his mum’s house to pick up the suitcase. Then on to the hospital. I cleaned the house, and did my exercise class. Then hubby rang, how was the hospital was it quieter or busier……. It was the same. Did he wear his mask……. Yes he did. Then he dropped the bomb shell. They told him to come on to the ward? “You can’t stand in the hallway” they had said. He did as he was told. His mother’s nurse spoke to him , he had his mask on but she had taken hers off. She gave him an update. ….He didn’t see his mum of course. As he was just at the door end of the ward.
Well if I was worried for his safety before I was now scared ridged for him. It’s strange he does what he does for his mother because he loves her, I worry sick because I love him.
So home he comes, I find it hard not to show I am upset so I do the ironing, he phones the hospital and they offer to do a zoom call, as we have no idea how she is. We have the call in the afternoon , it was really difficult to tell how she really is. It was like the first call the other week. There is a lot of confusion but flashes of clarity, that’s a good sign.
I really can’t remember what happened the rest of the afternoon or evening, apart from it was stressful.
Queue Happy Song.
And so to Tuesday.
Another disturbed night though this time It was due to cramp . Another groundhog start to the day.. After breakfast we took Ruby for her walk, got soaked. Home did house Hubby did the shopping, we try to go once every 10days. I had several phone calls from friends and family. I warmed through a homemade vegetable soup for our lunch with some fresh bread rolls it was good.
Just before he took Ruby for her walk hubby checked the out the drains, it now looks like we have a problem with the downstairs toilet deep joy!
I have had enough. I am getting upset now, ever heard of the straw that broke the camels back?
Alone, well it’s got to be alone again by Gilbert O’Sullivan.
Gilbert O’Sullivan (born Raymond Edward O’Sullivan; 1 December 1946) is an Irish singer songwriter, best known for his early 1970s hits “Alone Again (Naturally)“, “Clair“, and “Get Down“.
Worldwide he has charted 16 top-40 records, including six No. 1 songs, the first of which was 1970’s “Nothing Rhymed“. Across his career, he has recorded 19 studio albums, up to his UK top 20 self-titled record in 2018. Speaking in 2009 he said, “I write pop songs. That’s all I want to do. I have no interest in just touring, and living in the past.” The music magazine Record Mirror voted him the top UK male singer of 1972.[3] He has received three Ivor Novello Awards, including “Songwriter of the Year” in 1973. Information from Wiki
Warren William Zevon (/ˈziːvɒn/; January 24, 1947 – September 7, 2003)was an American rock singer-songwriter and musician.
Zevon’s early music industry successes were found as a session musician, jingle composer, songwriter, touring musician, musical coordinator & bandleader. Despite all this, Zevon struggled to break through in his solo career, until his music was performed by Linda Ronstadt, beginning in 1976 with her album Hasten Down the Wind. This launched a cult following that lasted for 25 years, with Zevon making occasional returns to album and single charts until his death from cancer in 2003. He briefly found a new audience in the 1980s by teaming up with members of R.E.M. in the blues rock outfit Hindu Love Gods.
I want to live alone in the desert I want to be like Georgia O’Keefe I want to live on the Upper East Side And never go down in the street
Splendid Isolation I don’t need no one Splendid Isolation
Michael Jackson in Disneyland Don’t have to share it with nobody else Lock the gates, Goofy, take my hand And lead me through the World of Self
Splendid Isolation I don’t need no one Splendid Isolation
Don’t want to wake up with no one beside me Don’t want to take up with nobody new Don’t want nobody coming by without calling first Don’t want nothing to do with you
I’m putting tinfoil up on the windows Lying down in the dark to dream I don’t want to see their faces I don’t want to hear them scream
Splendid Isolationa I don’t need no one Splendid Isolation
Splendid Isolation I don’t need no one Splendid Isolation
Mother’s little helper by the Rolling Stones says it all about depression! I also think this particularly relevant to the situation with , young mum’s, middle age mum’s and older mum’s being in caught in 24/7 proximity with their children. Having to entertain, school and look after them. Not so bad if you have a big house and garden, and internet and TVs and a partner, that can be bad enough but in a tiny flat with no garden it must be so hard.
“Mother’s Little Helper” is a song by the English rock band the Rolling Stones. It first appeared as the opening track to the United Kingdom version of their 1966 album Aftermath. It was released as a single in the United States and peaked at number eight on the Billboard Hot 100 singles chart in 1966. The song deals with the sudden popularity of prescribed calming drugs among housewives, and the potential hazards of overdose or addiction. The drug in question is variously assumed to be meprobamate (Miltown) or diazepam (Valium).
“Mother’s Little Helper”
What a drag it is getting old
“Kids are different today” I hear ev’ry mother say Mother needs something today to calm her down And though she’s not really ill There’s a little yellow pill She goes running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper And it helps her on her way Gets her through her busy day
“Things are different today” I hear ev’ry mother say Cooking fresh food for a husband’s just a drag So she buys an instant cake And she burns a frozen steak And goes running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper And two help her on her way Get her through her busy day
Doctor please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old
“Men just aren’t the same today” I hear ev’ry mother say They just don’t appreciate that you get tired They’re so hard to satisfy You could tranquilize your mind So go running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper And for help you through the night Help to minimize your plight
Doctor please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old
“Life’s just much too hard today” I hear ev’ry mother say The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore And if you take more of those You will get an overdose No more running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper They just helped you on your way Through your busy dying day
Here is a real cute song to Bop to in your isolation! Solo by Clean Bandit, Demi Lovato. I especially like this because it an English group that sound like a Latino group.
“Solo” is a song by British electronic music band Clean Bandit, featuring guest vocals from American singer Demi Lovato and pitched backing vocals from Kamille. It was written by Lovato, Kamille, Grace Chatto, Fred Gibson and Jack Patterson, and was produced by Chatto, Gibson, Patterson and Mark Ralph. The song was released on 18 May 2018 by Atlantic Records.
Finally Confined. I chose Chains by Carole King.
Carole King (born Carol Joan Klein, February 9, 1942) is an American singer-songwriter who has been active since 1958, initially as one of the staff songwriters at the Brill Building and later as a solo artist. She is the most successful female songwriter of the latter half of the 20th century in the US, having written or co-written 118 pop hits on the Billboard Hot 100. King also wrote 61 hits that charted in the UK, making her the most successful female songwriter on the UK singles charts between 1952 and 2005.
So there we go we made by a party out of self isolation.
She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.
No where is safe, Covid 19 has reached every part of the world. This pandemic is to my mind in no way natural but man made. Our bodies have no idea what has hit us , we just don’t know how to combat it.
Finally above I got a video of street, at the back of ours, out cheering, clapping, bashing pot lids together. Hubby took it 💜 That’s me in the shorts banging a Tupperware container. We go go out the back every Thursday and join the neighbours behind and next to us to cheer all our support and Keyworkers, drs, nurses of all types, every type of hospital workers, dustmen , posties, courriers, transport workers, supermarket workers, lorry drivers, street cleaners, emergency services, gas, electronic and water services and any that I have not thought of….. Why do we go out the back because there are no houses opposite us and we would be doing it on our own 😁.
Groundhog Day.
Friday.
Up at stupid o’clock , fed and medicate Ruby, hubby up at sensible o’clock has breakfast. Pilates was at 10.30, later in the afternoon we took Ruby for her walk, checked up on family and friends. On the Mother in Law front no news yet about the Covid19 test. Not very good communication with the nurse who was looking after her but she must be busy.
Saturday
Started as everyday, I washed my hair and had a shower, did the housework. Ten seventeen we had a zoom call with the boys, the grandchildren and the youngest’s wife it was fun.
Then we got a text to let us know that Mother in Law’s tests were back and she definitely has Covid19. She was moved to the Covid ward. Hubby rang the hospital and was told by the doctor that her symptoms were mild but all we can do is wait and see. Fingers and toes crossed.
We took Ruby for a walk in the woods it was beautiful there.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “val.” Find a word that starts with “val” or if you’re not doing the A to Z Challenge, find a word that just has “val” in it, and use that word any way you’d like. Enjoy!
Valediction, the action of saying goodbye or farewell. It’s a not often used word though that does not make it any less valid no to my mind it is a melodic word. It comes from the Latin Vale Dicere literally to say farewell.
People make valedictory speeches, leaving jobs or graduation but we use valediction daily when we part, go to school, working shopping, leave the house our casual, see ya, tar-ra, laters, goodbye they are all valedictory statements.
We use Valediction at weddings, father and mother to daughter or son, at funerals to loved ones and friends though obviously the valediction varies.
Anyway I think it is a beautiful word and that is why I chose it. Shall we have a valedictory song?
It’s the third week of the month! Time for a #PhotoPrompt
Jude, from Tales Told Different, selected the photo for this month’s photo challenge. I chose to write a Nonet, a poem of nine lines, starting with a line of nine syllables descending in nine lines to one syllable.
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