SoCS: The Organ of it All

Organ.

Hmmmmm…

Linda G. Hill requests I use the word organ in my post.

I wonder if she smelled Natasha’s chicken livers cooking the other night. I hate liver, an organ meat. I know this because I keep trying liver and it continues to taste disgusting. I will eat chicken hearts and gizzards, but liver?

No.

I’ll stick with my bacon and organic chicken eggs.

In other news, I’m officially on vacation. I left the organization that delivers my paycheck at 2:45 pm CST Friday and didn’t look back. This is my first official week off since Christmas. I’ve taken a few long weekends, days off here and there, but not a full week. I’m excited. The bike and I are packing up on Sunday and heading to the upper peninsula of Michigan early Monday morning. I’ll be communing with the “Yuppers” (the people of upper MI) and visiting a friend who lives on the shores of Lake Superior. The friend and I will do a little shopping, take a day trip to scenic Copper Harbor and catch up on life events. I haven’t seen her in over five years, so there’s much to talk about…and I want to drink coffee on her patio with the smell of Lake Superior wafting up my nose. On the way home, the bike and I hope to hit a new trail in Northern Wisconsin and do some hiking at a state park the following day. This is weather and old-lady-body permitting.

Note to self: Don’t forget the bug spray to deter those nasty little biting organisms.

After all of this, I’ll head home and prepare to be stressed out and disorganized at work for two weeks until I take another week-long vacation in August. I’ll be staying in Appleton that week, but helping out at my church’s arts camp for the kids. I did this two years ago – it was somewhat tiring, but fun. So, this is round two.

Word of the day:  Morganatic

“Of or being a legal marriage between a person of royal or noble birth and a partner of lower rank, in which it is agreed that no titles or estates of the royal or noble partner are to be shared by the partner of inferior rank, nor by any of the offspring of the marriage.”

That doesn’t seem quite fair, does it? Why would the person of lower rank agree to this kind of marriage unless living at the palace is better than living under a bridge?

Hmmmmm…

No clue.

Well, rather than ponder this, I’m going to step away from the computer and start getting organized for the week. There’s a bag to be packed, a bike to be made ready, and kitties to console over my pending absence.

Gibbs is going to be mad, unless Natasha cooks more organ meat to soothe his furry soul.

Have a wonderful week everyone! I’ll be away from blogging for a while, but some of you may catch vacation antics on Instagram and Facebook.

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’s prompt. It can be a word or words and sometimes bonus points are involved (my favorite). Linda asks us to write without editing, other than correcting spelling errors.

Just go with the flow.

Like a babbling brook, ambling stream or running river. Click HERE if this type of writing floats your boat or helps with your decision-making.

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