Tag: No place like home

What a week!

Meme - Not today

So I know that I have been trying to get back to my usual for this week… and yes… I am scheduling it all on Sunday… but I got as far as Wednesday and I don’t know what to do with it.

I have so much going on, and I know that I can use it for telling you about it… but sometimes it’s not stuff that I know how to share.

This month especially is physically busy. It’s also busy with work. Okay let me explain.

Work is not usually physical for me. Work is writing, editing, and publishing. It can be incredibly mentally taxing. But I am often not up and moving around.

Part of the reason why is that I don’t have exactly good mobility. I will get unable to move if I do too much.

Well, in order for me to have an office…we have to clean out a storage room. Plus I have plans for the weekend to be at Milton Flea market with my resin art and jewelry. (Kiddo is doing yard sale stuff at the same time.) And the chickens are going to be getting a new coop from a old building in the yard – that also needed cleaned out to be useable.

So, I think that I am just overwhelmed and stressed out. Hopefully I can do a good post next week about the flea market.

Creative Intelligence and Generational Curses

So my daughter and I were talking. I told her I was happy that she was comfortable enough when the kitchen flooded to cuss at me. To me that feels like she was able to express herself without worrying that I would be angry about it. I am big on self expression, which should surprise no one. She said that her therapist encouraged her to use whatever language she felt the need to express the thoughts in her head. *This is where I should note that we really don’t know any other language except American English. We know a few smattering of words in other languages, but not enough to be a fluency of it’s own…but swearing…well…yeah We swear like sailors around here. She mentioned that my mom had said that swearing shows a lack of intelligence. I so completely disagree. I think that it often is looked down upon, but there are times when a good creative swear (note I said creative) shows more intelligence than not. And not always does the swear have to be dirty. One of my favorites is a foreign (for me) word that means shame on you.

I have tried to make my home a place that my kids can call to express anything. I don’t judge them for speaking their minds. They can literally tell me anything. I am their safe space. For me that is what home should be. It is not what all of us had.

Story of humor and headache

A quarter of a century ago I lived in the garage behind my current home. The house belonged to the grandmother of my boyfriend. We have been dating since we were 21. I moved into the garage with him after only knowing him for a week. It never occurred to me that I was being impulsive.

That door covers a smaller door into the small space that was our home. His grandmother put a bathroom on the back porch of the house – where the laundry room is now. We had a fridge and a gas stove. We slept on a couch against the back wall of the garage.

We would play D&d and hang out and live our lives in that garage. One night the boys got me laughing. I threw my head back in laughter. The garage is made of porcelain brick. I cracked one with my head when I threw my head back laughing. (nice little concussion)

Now that garage is behind my home. sometimes the little changes are huge.

Tuesday Tunes

Today I am sharing a song that I am honestly not sure who is the original artist. I got it off of a Nightcore channel. Nightcore takes songs done by others and pairs them with anime videos. They sometimes adjust vocals… Male voices /female voices/deeper voices …etc. The song was written by Toderick Hall.

No Place Like Home


[Pre-Chorus 1]
Pay no attention
To the man behind the curtain
He’s a brainless, heartless, coward
With no power
That’s just another trick of his
He ain’t no wiz so don’t feed his fire
Jump in my balloon
I’ll take you higher
Take you somewhere over the rainbow
Get your ticket to the show
Heels clicking, here we go
Cause you already know

[Chorus]
There’s no place like (home)
There’s no place like (home)
There’s no place like (home)
There’s no place like
(We’re straight out of Oz)
There’s no place like home

[Verse 1]
Is where the heart is
Some brainiacs will tell you home is where your house and car is
But if you’re brave enough to love the ones you hate the hardest
You might find (home)
You might find (home)
Cause sometimes

Home is where your deepest scar is
Society will try to cast you where they think your part is
Give awards and accolades to what they think a star is
But go find your (home)
Go find your (home)

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Pay no attention
To the lies they try to feed ya
It’s a wicked, twisted fable
He’s not stable
It’s just another box of tricks
Some crock of shit
And good dreams go
Wasted
Hungry for the fame
Don’t let them taste it
He’s been stealin’ dreams
9 to 5, Monday to Friday
Imma tell the story my way
Cause the only way home ain’t on this yellow brick highway

[Chorus]
There’s no place like (home) (hey)
There’s no place like (home) (hey)
There’s no place like (home) (oooh)
There’s no place like
(We’re straight out of Oz, there’s no place like)

[Bridge]
And if you’re lost out there
In the night, wishing on stars
Wonderin’ who you are
Just know that you’re never alone
And there’s no place like home

And we gon’ fight and we gon’ cry
And I’m gon’ fight for you until I die
Right there is right where you belong
And there’s no place like home

[Pre-Chorus 3]
Pay no attention
To the man who’ll try to change ya
He’s a dark, familiar, stranger
But that’s a danger
The storm is strong
But it won’t be long
And no matter where you roam
There’s no place like
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