Mumbles … Arena

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A magical night

Relieved for weeks in her mind

Embracing the experience

Never to forget

A meet and greet behind the arena door

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Back when I was a teenager, a friend and I got the rush of a lifetime meeting some of our idols before a concert.  I will never forget how much I was shaking and how much I felt on cloud nine afterwards.  Of course the most memorable show was the one in the front row… but that story is for another time.

Now I have heard of at least a half dozen groups who do “meet and greets” for a price.  You get to have your picture taken, maybe ask a question and then you’re out the door and they get ready for the show.  I have seen price tags starting at $150 on up (beyond the ticket price)… it all depends on the group and how popular they are.  I know the costs of touring have really gone up and musicians were hurt when covid hit without being able to do what made them the most money – tour.  I would really like to see these events more attainable to the everyday person though, those who have to scrape together ticket money just to see the show.  I just don’t know how to make that happen.  Meeting someone like that can really be a moment to last forever in your mind.

A concert by a favorite act can always make me smile.  But there are some memories that will never leave me (like the band member walking barefoot through the bar looking for his shoes after one show).  An arena was a favorite place of mine in my past… I guess at 56 I am too old to holler and scream at a concert? Ah, hell no!  Bring on the bands!

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Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – arena

Mumbles … Yield

I will not yield

I have come so close

You will not stop me

I am determined

Slowing down now

Would be like defeat

So instead let me finish

With a final hour’s push

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I have read like five days’ worth of posts each the last couple of days and for the first time in MONTHS I see the days distinction in when the post was published instead of a date.  I see the light at the end of the tunnel so to speak and in my push to start fresh for February I just need this last day.  Then the month will begin my goal of keeping up with each day and posting more poems in the coming days and weeks.  I have really missed sharing my writing and challenging myself to write “off topic” of what I usually do with some of the more interesting word prompts I find.

So, by the time I fall asleep tonight I will be once again caught up, have posted for the first and will be ready to read a little more at my leisure tomorrow.  Thanks for sticking with me during my crazy long time I was behind and less visual.  Now, off to read my last five days.

(((HUGS)))

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Mumbles … Neither

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“Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” We have all heard these words and attribute them to the US postal workers… not really sure how it came to be that way as the words were attributed to Greek historian Herodotus back about 2500 years ago. I just couldn’t help but think about them in my own way…

Neither depression nor anxiety nor pain nor fatigue from fibro stops this writer from her trusty blogs. But life, that bitch always gets in the way! I just can’t believe I am now MORE than a month behind. I keep thinking I should scrap my plans to catch up but then again I feel bad for all the hard work you put into your blogs, I don’t want to miss something good. But I have to draw the line some where. So this is my commitment to read like a mad woman. I will try not to comment much, but sometimes I just have to.

By the end of the month if I have not made a sizeable dent in the past blog log, I will wipe the slate to zero with profound apologies (and don’t be afraid to recommend one of your blogs you are especially happy with during that time to me) and start fresh on February first.

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Mumbles … Flabbergasted (About Cards and Me)

December 4th.  That is outrageous!  I am just left flabbergasted and appalled at my lack of attention that I paid to WordPress the month of December.  The 4th is all the further I have gotten on reading posts from December.  No, I did not ignore the month completely, but considering I was already behind it just climbed from a hill to a mountain in a short time.

The amazing thing about December though?  I did get all my Christmas cards and letters made, written and in the mail on time so that they all arrived BEFORE Christmas this year.  I had three whole days to make candies and cookies at a leisurely pace.  And wrapping gifts was done well before 2 am on Christmas Eve this year.  So that has to count for something.

But as the holiday season wraps up, I have a question for you all and please give me your answer in the comments…

Do you enjoy receiving Christmas cards and letters?

I saw a talk show where the hosts pretty much said, “No,” to receiving them, and I have a asked a couple of people how they felt and got mixed reviews.  Personally, I love to get something in the mail that is not a bill, someone looking for money or advertisements.  It is a personal touch to the season, I think.  But I will admit I much prefer a personal letter to the “form letters” people just copy and send to everyone.  I don’t hand write my letters, but each word is written for the individual I am sending it to, not a copy-paste of the year’s highlights.  Some people want to hear more about vacations, and some want to hear more about home repairs, some may like concert information while others want to hear about the family.

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I am already giving serious thought to next year.  I send out about 30 handmade cards and about half of them get personal letters.  This year I got 6 cards only and just one with a letter, oh and one emailed card.  Heck, even businesses used to send cards, but now it is all email greetings that are free.  I only received one from Chewy of all places.

Please let me know your vote!  Yes or no on cards and letters?  And I promise I will try hard to catch up as quick as I can.  THANKS for sticking with me!

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Mumbles … Sample

I have done it again.  No, I have NOT fallen off of the face of the earth, no emergency trips to the hospital, I even survived close contact with someone who had covid but DIDN’T catch it.  I have no excuses, so I won’t even bore you with a sample of my day to day but sufficed to say I have just been caught up in life and have not put a priority on WP.  I aim to change that to a degree.

I want to at least get three posts in a week.  I think I can manage to do a word of the day, a picture prompt or some other kind of writing to “stay in touch” with all of you.  I feel bad for just kind of disappearing lately, but time has just been flying.  I mean the Fourth of July is already past, in the blink of an eye summer will be here and gone so I need to get my butt in gear!

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I will sample a bit of cold pizza when I heat up a couple of slices for a leftover dinner… it is so hard to actually cook for just one.  I live too much of a processed food life!  (Any ideas on EASY and quick meals for one?  I can use all the help I can get.)  I will be seeing you in the next couple of days.  Keep life simple and take a sample of nature everyday for some needed self-care.  Best to all of you! 


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Mumbles … Thirty-three Years

Today is a tough day for me.  It was thirty-three years ago that I was thinking about our destination number one on our honeymoon only a few hours after we had said I do, taken pictures and done all the tradition reception activities.  We lived as a couple for nearly 22 years.  The last few were hard.  Alcoholism twists and torments a family until it is hard to recognize happiness.  I separated from my long term marriage sure I had failed.  But an amicable decision to divorce kept us on track as friends.  And an extremely short 2 ½ years later he died.

I will always treasure the good years we had and the WONDERFUL daughter I was left with to go on.  But after 8 years now, the death has still not killed the last of my love.  I will always keep it tucked away.  But I do yearn to find someone and wonder if there is a chance for a second “true love” for me.

I dated someone for many years, it was nothing like that “true love” and did not last.  In middle age I wonder if I will ever get that chance for butterflies in my stomach and yearns when we are apart… I have to always hold onto hope.

Here’s a little something I wrote…

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(untitled so far)

The day you said you were mine

Will always bring a smile

Although it ended tragically

It was wonderful for awhile

The laughs the smiles the tenderness

Were magical, yes it’s true

In the end it was broken

Our partnership was through

I can’t say the love was gone

It is still here strong today

It leaves me here now weeping

Wishing you hadn’t gone away

Forces have ways of changing

The life you thought you’d live

This night I sit in silence

Wishing for someone to give

The remainder of these feelings inside

A second chance for me to love

A person who will care again

And fit me like a glove

Mumbles … Heat

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I thought it was time for a little Mumble… and by the time the heat hits 90 in the next few days mumbling may be all I am doing as it is just too darn early to turn on the air conditioner (my opinion my change on that if we truly do have 4 days of upper 80s and low 90s). But I planned ahead when I saw the forecast and made my way to the store to buy a pedestal fan to circulate some air. It is merely 9am as I write this and already mid 60s and humid from yesterdays two inches of rain.

If you haven’t noticed, I am still not caught up with old posts, but I am still trying. I have however begun to try to hit the current posts of the day so I don’t double up on being behind. Little by little I will get it done. I really want to read all of the A to Z Challenge posts of those I follow so I will keep plugging away.

I just wanted to pop in and say hi. I need to go and open some windows to get the cool air in now. It was often a saying of my folks that whenever the temp was climbing higher to say, “We’re having a heatwave.” I just can leave that alone so here is the most famous heatwave I know of… Marilyn Monroe (sorry it is a pretty poor quality video).


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Mumbles… Bonus

I live… I did not dissolve into a puddle in the rain (for those days I am a close cousin to the Wicked Witch from Oz)… I did not forget how to type… I did not vacation in the stars on an alien spaceship… I have just been silent for a bit.

Life has gone on since I decided to stop writing daily posts.  I did not disturb some cosmic force by changing things and I feel more relaxed.  So, in my book that is a win.  I did not really intend to take a break from reading too, but it seems I have done that as well.  But I will shortly begin reading through post soon.  Since I am more than two weeks behind I will probably not comment a lot.  But I will read all I can!

Things have been ok… not great, but not awful either.  I have dear friends I connect with regularly and I know I would be lost without this communication and love.  Still have my doctor visits and health issues to monitor but day by day I continue.  AND it is getting nicer outside all the time.  Today they are expecting near 70 for a high… bring on Spring!

I am hoping to start posting more pictures again and I leave you today with a bonus.  This was a small bunch I poured out of my bag of baby carrots.  You take these little surprises with a smile and be glad your life has been enriched in some small way.  May you all find a little extra today!  (((HUGS)))

Mumbles … Itinerant

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Itinerant – a person who travels from place to place.  As a writer we are itinerant like, traveling from story to story through the words we weave together.  However sometimes there are roadblocks and detours, and that is where I am at.

I don’t want to hate writing.  I don’t want to lose my muse forever.  Some changes need to be made to assure these things do not happen.  I have been close to a post a day for 5 years now.  Lately I am struggling to get posts done.  It causes me anxiety and guilt which I don’t need to complicate my life.  So, I had to come up with a plan.

I will no longer struggle to post a daily word prompt challenge (sorry Fandango!) but that doesn’t mean I wont occasionally join in on the prompt.  I need to clear my head and sometimes the best way to do that is to write it out.  I will be writing more on my own whether it be what I am feeling, hoping, reliving or just flat out dreaming. I will still come close to a post a day, but I will no longer demand it of myself.

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I hope my readers will not be offended by this change in course.  I feel I am just ready to relax a little and regroup my life.  And my writing is a part of it.  So, this week I will begin some changes.  I hope you will all bear with me and stay along for the ride.  I can’t promise it will always be fun, but I will always put a little bit of me into all I do.

Thanks for reading and sticking with me.  May you all have a wonderful new month and remember Spring is just around the corner – HURRAH!


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Mumbles … Renounce

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I hereby renounce all claims that I am punctual.  Ok, maybe not all claims.  I can make it on time to about 75% of my appointments, I am good at picking my niece up and taking her to work and appointments, but lately on WP being prompt with posts…  NOPE!  Doesn’t seem like it is going to happen.  I “reset” with the new year and am now a week behind again.  How does this happen?

Partially due to an absent muse.  Partially due to just plain and simply life taking top priority… like Monday I have an out-of-town appointment so there is the hour drive, the stress of all of it (dr appt, my first time seeing this doctor and the drive through heavy traffic) and I know that will cause me fatigue… so not a lot of fully functioning hours to get done all that should be done that day.

I know I have mentioned the spoon theory before, and it is excellent in explaining how chronic illness only allows you so much energy.  Heck, after a day like Monday it has taken me out of commission for a couple of days before, depends on how it all goes.  But I do promise to keep plugging along.

Hopefully soon my muse will whisper in my ear again and I will not struggle so with posts.  I will do my best to keep up a post a day but make no promises.  And if it comes down to it, I will do a reset again.  But for now, I will just focus on what prompt is next and read all your wonderful posts I have waiting.  Thanks for being patient with me!  Hope you all have a wonderful week ahead!


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