Category: routines

Tuesday Tunes

Lyrics –

I dance around this empty house
Tear us down
Throw you out
Screaming down the halls
Spinning all around and now we fall
Pictures framing up the past
Your taunting smirk behind the glass
This museum full of ash
Once a tickle
Now a rash
This used to be a funhouse
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
I’m gonna burn it down
Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, fun
Echoes knocking on locked doors
All the laughter from before
I’d rather live out on the street
Than in this haunted memory
I’ve called the movers
Called the maids
We’ll try to exorcise this place
Drag my mattress to the yard
Crumble tumble house of cards
This used to be a fun house
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
This used to be a fun house
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
I’m gonna burn it down
Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, fun
Oh, I’m crawling through the doggy door
My key don’t fit my lock no more
I’ll change the drapes
I’ll break the plates
I’ll find a new place
Burn this fucker down
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do da da da da
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dodo do
Do do do do dodo doo
This used to be a fun house
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
This used to be a fun house
But now it’s full of evil clowns
It’s time to start the countdown
I’m gonna burn it down down down
I’m gonna burn it down

My 2 cents –

This is what the US feels like right now.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Saturday Thoughts

This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.

I didn’t get as much as I wanted written. I feel like I am going to end up saying that a lot of time. I struggled to get the poetry this week more than I did the story words. normally it is the other way around.

the appointment was actually helpful. I am going to be sent for one more scan and then I will be talking to what the doctor described as the best surgeon in the area for what is wrong with me. it was not a lot of forward progress but forward progress nonetheless.

I am starting to come to the other side of the winter sick. which means I’m starting to be a little more awake, with the insomnia starting to rear up again.

Tuesday Tunes

Lyrics –

“The Show Must Go On”

Empty spaces
What are we living for?
Abandoned places
I guess we know the score

On and on
Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero
Another mindless crime
Behind the curtain
In the pantomime

Hold the line
Does anybody want to take it anymore?

Show must go on
Show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

Whatever happens
I’ll leave it all to chance
Another heartache
Another failed romance

On and on
Does anybody know what we are living for?

I guess I’m learning
I must be warmer now
I’ll soon be turning
‘Round the corner now

Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I’m aching to be free

Show must go on
Show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly, my friends

Show must go on
Show must go on
I’ll face it with a grin
I’m never giving in
On with the show

I’ll top the bill
I’ll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on with the show
On with the show

Show must go on

My 2 cents –

Fun fact about me . I was a theater brat in high school. I did this song for an assignment on lip syncing.

Today is my appointment, finally with the gyno. I chose this song because Freddie was dying when he recorded it. He found the way to get up and be present even though he was in immense pain and suffering. while I am in no means comparing myself to him…it feels like a strong song for me to face the doctor with.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Saturday Thoughts

This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.

I didn’t get as much as I wanted written.

this week was a high pain week so I spent the whole week in a pain fog.

Tuesday Tunes

Lyrics –


My mother says I have Irish eyes
Irish eyes, Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
They go ever so blue under stormy skies
But they’re never so blue as when I let them cry
My father says I have English hair
English hair, English hair
Brown like the bark of an oak somewhere
Like the bed of a lake where the hemlock grows
Like the thorn in the stem of an English rose
I’m a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I’m a map of them all with my Irish eyes
My Nana says I have travelling feet
Travelling feet, travelling feet
Slippers for princesses don’t fit me
But I dance to my own drum, bright and bold
And my travelling feet always get me home
My sister says I’ve a restless soul
Restless soul, restless soul
Easy to catch, but I’m hard to hold
Like a song on the wind that you caught one day
I get under your skin, then I slip away
I’m a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I’m a map of them all with my Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
Irish eyes, Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
They go ever so blue
‘Cause I’m a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I’m a map of them all with my Irish eyes

My 2 cents –

I have been thinking a lot lately about the women I came from. I remember my great great grandmother on my father’s side. I really enjoyed my great grandmother on both sides. both of them were strong women. One taught me how to play scrabble when I was a toddler and I never once won. lol

I don’t have Irish eyes but I have enough of each one that I am a happy person.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Saturday Thoughts

This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.

This Week I have been focusing on Stolen skins. It’s for the fall anthology from Fae Corps. The Anthology is pirate themed.

I didn’t get as much as I wanted written.

the truth is that this week was not a health issue. not in the traditional sense. my monitor was dying and I was having a panic because of it. y’all that monitor has been strong for us for a while now and it dying was like losing a member of the family. we bought it when we were in Oklahoma for a tv and console monitor. it was an upgrade for the 19 inch we got before it. then I started to use it when the boyfriend got him a 50 inch smart tv as his monitor. I have been using it at least since 2017.  So it’s dying was not a good thing for me.

yesterday I was given an early birthday gift as my boyfriend could not stand watching me grieve for it anymore. he got me a 24 inch smart tv to replace it. yeah it’s smaller but it’s functional and I can watch tv on it too. so I am hoping to get some work done this week. (my birthday is in March)

Tuesday Tunes

Lyrics –

Gazing through the window at the world outside
Wondering will mother earth survive
Hoping that mankind will stop abusing her sometime

After all, there’s only just the two of us
And here we are still fighting for our lives
Watching all of history repeat itself time-after-time

I’m just a dreamer
I dream my life away
I’m just a dreamer
Who dreams of better days

I watch the sun go down like everyone of us
I’m hoping that the dawn will bring a sign
A better place for those who will come after us this time

I’m just a dreamer
I dream my life away
Oh, yeah
I’m just a dreamer
Who dreams of better days

Your higher power may be God or Jesus Christ
It doesn’t really matter much to me
Without each other’s help, there ain’t no hope for us
I’m living in a dream of fantasy

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

If only we could all just find serenity
It would be nice, if we could live as one
When will all this anger, hate and bigotry be gone?

I’m just a dreamer
I dream my life away today
I’m just a dreamer
Who dreams of better days
Okay

I’m just a dreamer
Who’s searching for the way today
I’m just a dreamer
Dreaming my life away

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

My 2 cents –

you know what… the world is too hard right now. dreams are good. be creative. be crazy. Dream. Dream Big.