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The Escapist Coloring Club Prompt – July 1, 2020

I made it while it’s still July 1st with your Escapist Coloring Club prompt. If you’d like to join the club, all you have to do is post pictures of your own colouring, your kids’ colouring, or that of anyone you know and have permission to share. This is a month-long prompt, which means you have all of July to link back here.

I finished my colouring my calendar page this month! I actually did most of it today, which is sad, because it would have been nice to look at this one completed.  Here’s what it looked like completely untouched:

And this is what it looked like when I got up this morning:

It only took me about an hour and a half to finish it. Here are the parts: (Click for a closer look.)

And here’s the whole thing:

I do love rainbows.

Thank you so much to everyone who participated in June! Here are all the projects from last month, in case you missed any:

Anita at anitashope

Barbara at Teleportingweena

Ruth at Ruth Blogs Here

Jenna at revivedwriter

I look forward to seeing your new projects throughout the coming month!

Please find the “rules” below.

1. This prompt is designed for relaxation. As such, I encourage you to take your time to link your own post here, BUT, when you comment, please click the “Notify me of new comments via email” button. That way you’ll receive a notification when someone else links their project and you won’t miss anything. As with all the prompts, the more you visit others, the more your community of like-minded people grows.

2. Ping back! It’s important so that I and other people can come and read your post. To execute a pingback, just copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into the body of your post. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

3. There will be a prompt on the first of every month. I will try to post the prompt here on my blog at 9:30am -5 GMT. The prompt will simply be photos of my own colouring project. If you would like to host this prompt on your blog on another week during the month, either once, occasionally, or on a regular basis, please e-mail me at hilllindagmaru at gmail dot com and we’ll get you set up. All I ask is that you have an active blog and that you regularly reply to comments and visit other blogs.

4. Feel free to use The Escapist Coloring Club badge in your post.

5. Have fun!


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What Day is it Anyway? Wednesday, July 1st, 2020

My day today so far–1:27pm: 

Alex dragged me out of bed at 7:20 again to go for a walk before it got hot. There’s no end in sight to this heat wave we’re having, so I suspect we’ll have a few of these early mornings. Time to start putting some real effort into going to bed before 2am.

I haven’t forgotten the Escapist Coloring Club. I also haven’t coloured much of my page, so I’ll try to get a bit more done before I write the July 1st post. Stay tuned.

Thanks very much for all the good wishes yesterday for my mother’s transition to the nursing home. The trip over there went well, though she was confused, understandably. She’s still walking okay, and she recognized me even with my mask on. She asked about a cigarette when we arrived at the new place–she was probably tipped off by the no-smoking sign at the front of the building. Hopefully now that she’s inside she’ll forget again.

I got a call from the nursing staff yesterday afternoon to say she’d been a busy girl. They were having a hard time keeping her in her room. To remind her, they put a gate up. Regression at its best.

She was apparently doing okay until the sun went down. She called me last night in a tizzy, asking to get out of there so she could look after the baby (me) and the dogs (who died back in the 80s), and to go home. I didn’t ask where home was, but she was probably referring to the house she moved out of in 2001, where I grew up.

Everything she owns that went with her yesterday was in quarantine for 24 hours, so she had nothing, nowhere, and no one she recognized. Last I heard, they were going to give her a sleeping pill.

Getting old really sucks.

Why I’m writing this post:

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 hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, 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.

I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.

Let’s keep in touch!


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What Day is it Anyway? Tuesday, June 30th, 2020

My day today so far–9:44am: 

I really need to start writing these posts again. I’m sooo lost now that “school” is finished. Not that school had much to do with my life, but I at least had an inkling of when the weekends were.

Alex and I have already been for a walk this morning. Even though the temperature was decent and there was a breeze, for a while I wondered if he’d make it home. The humidity really messes with his breathing. He was gasping for air by the time we made it home. He had to sit in the kitchen beside the window AC unit for half an hour to catch his breath.

In a few minutes I’m off to pick up my mother to take her to the nursing home, finally. I haven’t seen her since the beginning of March, a week before she went into hospital for a pacemaker. She’s being released from the hospital’s care today, though she hasn’t been there physically for a while.

The crazy thing is she had to have a Covid test on Sunday, then she has 24 hours to move into the nursing home after the negative result. But I’m allowed to transport her. It makes no sense. What if I was sick? One way or another, the hardest part is going to be not hugging her. I’d never live with myself if I did somehow have it and didn’t know it, and I caused an outbreak in the home. They’re isolating her for 14 days just in case, but still.

This plague seriously needs to be over already.

Why I’m writing this post:

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 hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, 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.

I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.

Let’s keep in touch!


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What Day is it Anyway? #SoCS Edition Sunday, June 28th, 2020

I just realized “No news is good news” has taken on a whole new meaning. I decided yesterday that I had to get away from it all. All the noise of the outside world that I can’t do anything about except stare at in horror. It’s like sitting in front of a train wreck all day, hoping somehow they’ll clean it up, but with every new piece of metal they move, there’s something even scarier or more insidious underneath.

And yeah, that’s the cheerful place I’m in.

Flirting with the next most morbid snippet is invading every minute of my day. And if it doesn’t stop, I’m going to turn into a clump of fat and bones with a brain that won’t turn off. I recognized myself in an article yesterday. I’ll link it below.

For now, it’s coffee, tea, or me. I’m going to get my morning coffee.

But what I really need to choose is “me.”

Article: Doomscrolling is Slowly Eroding Your Mental Health

 

2019-2020 SoCS Badge by Shelley! https://www.quaintrevival.com/

This positive adaptation of #WDIIA and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you by both. To join us in the SoCS tradition, click the following link where you’ll find all the instructions and the other participants’ posts in the comments. It’s fun! https://lindaghill.com/2020/06/26/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-27-2020/ Or you can link to this post if you just want to write a What Day is it Anyway? post.


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What Day is it Anyway? #SoCS Edition Saturday, June 20th, 2020

Well, the world is still going to hell in a handbasket. I wanted to write a couple of times in the past couple of days, but Alex has been bored and I’ve been trying to edit (and failing) and I really just want to give up lately. I’m so tired.

Tired of looking after the kids 24/7 for the last year (aside from a weekend in September when I went away … with a horrible cold).

Tired of looking for time I don’t have.

Tired of living in this tiny bubble between my house and the grocery store, and occasional walks around the block.

Tired of not doing a damned thing for myself for more than an hour or two at a time.

Tired of complaining, damn it!

It’s one o’clock.

I need to do this earlier next week.

Now, I need some zzzzzz…

2019-2020 SoCS Badge by Shelley! https://www.quaintrevival.com/

This whiny adaptation of #WDIIA and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you by both. To join us in the SoCS tradition, click the following link where you’ll find all the instructions and the other participants’ posts in the comments. It’s fun! https://lindaghill.com/2020/06/19/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-20-2020/ Or you can link to this post if you just want to write a What Day is it Anyway? post.


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What Day is it Anyway? Sunday, June 14th, 2020

My day today so far–8:05pm: 

I went for my weekly trip to the grocery store this morning and forgot half of what I went for.

Why, you ask?

I’ll tell you.

I was about two-thirds of my way through my shopping when a woman told me they had Lysol Wipes on the shelf.

“Oooh,” I said, and promptly looked for the aisle. But I was at the wrong end of a one-way “street” now that they have arrows on the floor for social distancing. So, being the good girl I am, I went down the adjacent aisle so I could come back the other way.

I turned up the correct aisle, and as you can imagine, I was shocked to find an older woman with a cart coming the other way. The wrong way.

“I know I’m going the wrong way,” she said, “but they have Lysol Wipes, and you don’t see those very often.”

She reached them just ahead of me so I waited while she plucked one off the shelf and put it in her cart.

“I’ll get out of your way,” she said and turned to go.

I got to the spot where she’d turned around. She’d taken the last one.

That’ll teach me not to follow the rules.

Nice guys always finish last, don’t they?

And so yeah, I forgot half of what I went for because after that I was distracted by the voice in my head chanting BITCH!

…concentrate on the pretty flowers, Linda…

(If you don’t get the reference, read yesterday’s post.)

Why I’m writing this post:

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 hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, 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.

I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.

Let’s keep in touch!


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What Day is it Anyway? #SoCS Edition Saturday, June 13th, 2020

Heartburn’s back.
Felt all day Iike I swallowed a bag of nails.
My only guess is stress.
Even our walk didn’t help with the pain like it usually does.
I got a picture of the tree that fell. If you zoom in, you’ll see where the yellow tape ends, that’s where the top of the tree is. I’m glad it didn’t land on anything but the ground.
And here are some caged flowers I found.
I took that last picture just before Alex and I were almost run over by a man on a bike. On the sidewalk. A man who decided, unlike the woman he was riding with, to take the sidewalk instead of the bike lane on the road.
A man who lives right next door to me.
What an ass. He almost gave Alex a heart attack.
… concentrate on the pretty flowers, Linda.

 

2019-2020 SoCS Badge by Shelley! https://www.quaintrevival.com/

This sad adaptation of #WDIIA and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you by both. To join us in the SoCS tradition, click the following link where you’ll find all the instructions and the other participants’ posts in the comments. It’s fun! https://lindaghill.com/2020/06/05/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-6-2020/ Or you can link to this post if you just want to write a What Day is it Anyway? post.


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What Day is it Anyway? Thursday, June 11th, 2020

My day today so far–4:55pm: 

We went for a lovely walk today in the cool spring breeze. They were calling for thunder storms last night after yesterday’s 100 degree humidity. That’s possibly when this happened at the park.

The tree that fell has to be 40′ tall. At least. Someone’s going to be set for firewood this winter.

Also, the peonies are blooming.

Pretty and pink. This is the neighbour’s plant. Winston killed mine.

Yesterday:

I got a call from a very helpful lady who wanted to rid me of the hacker who has infected my computer. She started by asking if I was on the computer. I said yes, and then I went through a few scenarios in my head: how could I waste this helpful woman’s time? Act dumb, of course.

Her: What are you doing on the computer?

Me: (very slowly) Playing a game. (I sounded a bit like Eeyore.)

Her: On the very bottom left-hand corner of your keyboard, what do you see?

Me: A button.

Her: What does that button say?

Me: C T R L

I won’t take you through the entire thing because I don’t want to waste your time, but she got me into the Window’s command one letter at a time (C as in charlie, etc.) while I “searched” for the right letter on the keyboard until I had “netstat” typed in. “Netstat” is what tells you what you have running on your computer at any moment. Hackers ask you to do this, assuming you’ll have no idea what you’re looking at, and tell you it’s proof that someone is hacking your computer just so they can do it themselves. Just as I got to this point, I hung up on her without a word.

A minute later she called back. I let it ring a few times before I answered.

Her: We got cut off, sorry. Are you on the computer?

Me: Yes.

Her: What are you doing?

Me: Playing a game.

I made her go through the entire thing again and hung up on her at the same time. It took a good five to ten minutes for each call.

Since then, though I haven’t answered, they’ve called me back 25 times using at least fifteen different spoofed numbers.

Insidious. I’m thinking about answering the phone and accusing her of stealing my car or something equally absurd.

Why I’m writing this post:

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 hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, 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.

I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.

Let’s keep in touch!


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What Day is it Anyway? #SoCS Edition Saturday, June 6th, 2020

I’m not a fan of the humidity, but I don’t mind a hot dry day with a cool breeze, and that’s what we got this morning. Alex and I went out for a walk around the block and found a cute little bun.

I didn’t get too close, because I didn’t want to miss the shot. Do you see him, sitting between the sidewalk and the pine tree?

We had a nasty storm this afternoon, but as I sit here in my room, writing this post, the moon is huge outside my window. Very low in the sky. I think it was supposed to be full last night, but it looks pretty full to me now.

I’m a fan of the moon.

I love the moon.

Have I mentioned I’m a fan of a Japanese band named Buck-Tick?

I must have.

I’ve gone all the way to Japan just to see them in concert.

It’s been a while since I shared a song of theirs, so here’s one.

It’s a sad song about a little boy who goes to the movies with his brother and while they’re there, the Nazis drop bombs on the city. It’s based on the true story of the bombing of Guernica in 1937, during the Spanish Civil War.

The artwork projected on the back of the stage is amazing. The audience of thousands was, I’m sure, stunned into silence at the end of the song. I’ve seen Buck-Tick do this live–stun the audience into not being able to clap. They’re that good.

 

 

You might want to read the lyrics in English if you don’t understand Japanese or Spanish. Here they are, courtesy of the amazing translation skills of Cayce at NotGreatestSite. Check the site for extra notes on the translation and an interview explaining the experience that drove Sakurai to write the lyrics.

Night of Guernica
Lyrics: Sakurai Atsushi
Music: Imai Hisashi
I gather up the stardust in my hands
Off into town, to the corner cinema
Just my beloved elder brother and I
Gazing up rapt at the night screen
 
I wanted sweets, but knew there would be none
Just one stick of gum for us to share
If Mama had come along with us too
I would have liked to sit on her knee
 
Suddenly the heavens rage flames and thunder1
Suddenly we disappear and are gone
 
Oh please don’t let me go
I’ll be torn apart
I won’t cry, I won’t tell lies anymore
Oh God have mercy on us
I’m begging please
Why, oh why? Why, oh why?
Please hear my prayer
 
Ah, no longer can I dance anymore
Marionette with my strings all cut down
Ah, no longer can I smile anymore
Marionette with my head cut away
 
I scrape the stardust up off the ground
Into a shape I could name Love2
You drip, you fall, you overflow on me3
Forgive me, onto you now I rain down
 
As you stared into the night’s black reaches
You were lost, you were not you anymore
 
Oh please don’t let me go
I’ll be torn apart
I won’t cry, I won’t tell lies anymore
Oh God have mercy on us
I’m begging please
Why, oh why? Why, oh why?
Please hear my prayer
 
Your body blows away
Scattered to the winds
All of the ones I loved
Carrying away4
Oh oh my city lies
In flames my friend5
How I love you how I love you
This is goodbye
 
And who am I to say?
And what should I do?
I who sing songs of love and romance to you
And how about you all?
How do you feel?
Someone is killing someone else even now
 
Your body blows away
Scattered to the winds
All of the ones I loved
Carrying away
Oh oh my city lies
In flames my friend
How I love you how I love you
This is goodbye
 
That was the dream I had, and then I woke up
I want to go home now, as fast as I can
I want to see Mama now, as soon as I can
(A note should be made that Sakurai, the singer and lyricist, lost his mother in his twenties. A tragedy he’s never truly recovered from.)

 

2019-2020 SoCS Badge by Shelley! https://www.quaintrevival.com/

This sad adaptation of #WDIIA and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you by both. To join us in the SoCS tradition, click the following link where you’ll find all the instructions and the other participants’ posts in the comments. It’s fun! https://lindaghill.com/2020/06/05/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-6-2020/ Or you can link to this post if you just want to write a What Day is it Anyway? post.


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What Day is it Anyway? Thursday, June 4th, 2020

My day today so far–1:00pm: 

I started off my day with my coffee maker pot somehow in the wrong spot and an entire cup of coffee on the counter and the floor. I really hate it when that happens.

No walk today since it’s getting hot out again. I wouldn’t mind going anyway, but Alex has a hard time breathing in the heat. So we’ll stay home and I’ll try to get some editing work done on my next book.

I’m procrastinating as we speak.

It’s not going well.

Yesterday:

We did manage to get out for a walk yesterday. I found some more painted stones.

Why I’m writing this post:

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 hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, 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.

I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.

Let’s keep in touch!