The Stream of Whatever

One thousand, five hundred and sixty-five. That’s how many blog-related emails were waiting in Outlook on May 5th. The Fourth could no longer be with me or help. I deleted them all. Yes, I did that. There’s no way I could attend to one thousand, five hundred and sixty-five emails. Sorry blogger buddies, don’t take this personally. I’ve been gone Monday through Thursday the last two weeks. The weekends have flown by. I’ve been packing, unpacking, doing laundry, re-packing, eatingRead more

SoCS: Lips and Gremlins

It’s been one of those weeks. Blipping tiring and frustrating. Mostly work related with a bit of messed-up weather. The Elevator Story I was out of town for a couple days this week, at a business meeting in Madison. One of my peers had been bemoaning the fact that “the gremlins” were after her all day Monday. Anything that could go wrong, went wrong. I sat next to her during the Tuesday portion of the meeting. At about 4:00 pm,Read more

It’s Okay!

At first, I LOL’d over Monday’s “Shame Your Pet” cat calendar page. I have a cat that yowls at 3:00 am out of pride for the smelly Baby Ruth he leaves uncovered in the litter box. Yeah, cats are weird. Then again… There are times when I think we’d all like to yowl about something at 3:00 am or any time of the day over the things that bring us joy. The first bike ride of the season. The coolestRead more

It’s Monday Again…

Monday again Five am the alarm gently wakes Crap! I cover my head Five-oh-five The paw pleads with his master Get up! Resistance is futile Five-ten the alarm seems louder Shut up! One leg over, then two Five-fifteen Moving, trudging, still waking Yeah, yeah, yeah… Two days went too fast Five twenty Hungry cat cries Feed me! Turn on the light, fill the bowls Five twenty-five Make the bed, scoop Stinky cats! Wash face, brush fangs Five thirty-five Must doRead more

Adding up the Weekend

I had one of THOSE weekends. The kind of weekend when not doing anything adds up to quite a bit. Therefore, it’s time for Monday morning math. Simple addition. Take one weekend, Saturday and Sunday (two points each). Add in perfect weather that looked like this: Temperatures in the upper 70’s, low humidity, blue skies, a few passing clouds (five points). Include time spent with friends and church community. (Ten points for friends at a birthday/anniversary party and an estimatedRead more

Who Can You Trust?

Monday afternoon was quite manic at work. Too much going on, all at once. The day started out great, with sunshine and a meeting of peers to discuss how we can make work life better for ourselves and fellow employees…short of retirement or having the winning lottery ticket or adding a wine bar in every office. We had a great discussion and came up with a few notable ideas. Then I drove back to my office and it kind ofRead more

“Where are you going now?”

Mom? Yes Gibbs? Where do you go? What do you mean?  I mean where do you go when you leave here? Many different places, Gibbs. Tell me. I go to work Monday through Friday. Are those the days you get up really early? With you, I’m up early every day.  Very funny. It’s true Mr. 4:00 a.m., but on work days, I don’t come home until after I’ve starved you to death. Ohhhhh…those days! Yes, those days. Where else doRead more

SoCS: So Far or As Of?

So far, it’s been quite the week for her. As of early Monday morning, March 5th, 2018, it hit without much warning. She knew she was in trouble, but not to what extent. It didn’t seem quite so powerful then, certainly not enough to keep her home from work. On Monday afternoon, trouble grew. Into tiredness, inability to think, her chest tightening,a cough developing. Quitting time became an hour before quitting time. That’s all she wrote. In her mind, she’dRead more

Sunday Rejuvenation

Sunday is as Sunday does A beautiful gift from God above Placid waters and winter’s wheaty grass Wondering if the attempt of warmth will last Sunday is at it rests upon wooden bench While rejuvenation seeks to be quenched Take in the view, smell coming of spring Listen to geese upon their honking wing Sunday is as one day in time It’s cool, calm energy feels sublime A walk along it’s graceful edge Removes the cobwebs from life’s head SundayRead more

Closing Monday

Monday is almost at a close Good thing, I suppose While not the worst, it wasn’t the best This Monday was a low-life pest From a cat’s paw digging into my face To a livelihood’s quickened pace “Just leave me alone,” was the anthem cry One more email and I shall die I’m sorry, I’m not the Cheers bar Your ridiculous questions go too far While it’s sunny and warm outside At a desk I must begrudgingly reside Reviewing, redacting,Read more

Fired from a Cannon

Monday is as Monday does Fired from a cannon with Sunday’s love It begins unobtrusively While snores commence noisily Then the alarm clock rings “Wake up!” the gray cat sings Monday is as Monday does Flying in on the weekend’s love A fresh start, of sorts A new weekday port Sailing into vacation play Or embraced by the office fray Monday is as Monday does Wheeling around on crazy love Calling for black coffee, stat Being a bit of aRead more

The Helium Chronicles

Let’s think beyond a single post written with a single focus, and lean toward the “weekly” part of “weekly writing challenge”: you’ll start your post today, but revisit and add to it over the next several days. MONDAY The sound of “helium” escapes from a Motorola cell phone. It’s a pleasant sound (in theory), one that manages to awaken a sleeping subject. This morning, at the start of the dreck that is called Monday, I dread helium as it officially signalsRead more