I am a widow since 2013 and live by myself in a small apartment. I use a wheelchair to get around, but I wouldn't consider myself disabled. I'm 11 years away from having bladder cancer resulting in a urostomy and I'm doing well. This cancer was a result of having radiation in 1995 because of uterine cancer. So have faith in yourself, a cancer diagnosis is not a death sentence. My first try at blogging was an attempt to help other people with my condition. I am a mother of three married children, and a grandmother to eight gorgeous kids, featuring them often here, and a great grandmother to two as of today, 6/7/25! I enjoy exploring my feelings and like to try the challenges. I like humor, music, movies, games, and some sports. I absolutely appreciate your reading and commenting on my blog. I am happy to read all of your blogs and learn more about you. Please comment however you like, ask whatever, and I'll answer honestly. Thanks for reading! Cheryl
I am an insouciant person, but I am not as free as my Bohemian days. Everywhere you turned there was someone willing to topple “normal” thinking. Every trail of a park you would hear a cassette playing a protest song. Whether it be about a bird about to become extinct, a speech chiding our involvement in a war we’d never win, or the illusorynotion we could actually obtain world peace, it was a sign of turbulent times.
These excursions to the park for some protesters sporting clenched fists of power usually ended up warranting a night in jail. But these well meaning actions caused a nascence behavior that is resurging today. With the political agenda seeming to be “power to the rich” in all forms and ignoring the statues of promise to “we the people”, “united we stand” is part of the answer to the current crisis. Those old protests need to be woken up, dusted off and put back into use.
The town was sending the wrong message again. The bench for the running team today was only half full and families not showing up for meets caused a box of complaints to pile up in the coach’s office. The sound of the teammate’s anxiety was prevalent. When the coach benched the team’s lowest performing students, there was a boycott.
1. How do you like your eggs? Any way☺️ 2. Do you have a cooked breakfast or something like cereal, fruit, toast etc? I don’t eat breakfast. 3. What is your favourite fruit? I love them all but Palisade Peaches my best. 4. Have you ever made wine or homemade beer? No but my uncles did.
Gratitude: I am grateful to have a doc appointment today. And the sun is shining and the grass is being mowed, so smells lovely!
Joe was sitting on the mat, in typical lotus position, trying to exhale deeply and begin meditating. His chi had been disturbed last night and now by a slight wind coming from where, he didn’t know. He always closed the windows and locked the doors because in order to meditate he needed a quiet atmosphere. At the same time he felt it, he was unaware of a ghost like shape high up in the corner of the ceiling. It made itself known by presenting weird glows of color. That got Joe’s attention and he was scared. He had received some voicemails warning of a coming electrical storm and since he had fallen asleep last night listening to a scary story, he figured there must have been some sort of electric spark that made him think it was a shape. Joe hurriedly left the room and noticed as he shut the door, the entire room was in colors. He decided to call the realtor the next day.
Hi everyone. Time for the fill-ins. I came up with the first two sentences and my wonderful co-host, Lorianne of Four-Legged Furballs came up with the second two. If you didn’t do a post for them, you can also answer in the comment section. Thank you to all who participate. Don’t forget to add your link to the hop so everyone can visit you. The link is open until Wednesday night.
1. If I were to start a museum, it would be a museum of wolves.
2. If I see a spider one more time I am going to lose my mind.
3. The Easter bunny is the strangest thing I believed as a child.
4. If my life had a mascot, it would be a wolf.
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This prompt via Di and Kymber😀 and a new prompt (for me) from the bloggers below:
Suggestions • Try to use the prompt words or at least conform to a general theme, as you see it. If the song you select does not meet the criteria, then please explain why you chose this song. • It would be good if you could post the lyrics to the song of your choice, as this is helpful for the people that want to follow along with the music.
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1966 was a great year, as I was married to the love of my life on July 3! Such an eventful time, the sixties decade, I can look back with happiness and sorrow. Living in Houston, Texas I can relate to the heat of summer. Even if I was lucky enough to have an air conditioned car, (I did not) I could burn myself getting in to ride anywhere. My tiny apartment did have a/c so it was a refuge. A trip to grocery shop never lasted long because most stores didn’t have much a/c either and the heat and humidity in that part of the US was intense. Some of the bands those days are comical looking, usually looking like this one or immaculately portrayed by the Kingston Trio. Since I brought them up, I included one of the videos and lyrics to the serious side of the sixties, “Where Have All The Flowers Gone” by The Kingston Trio.
“Summer in the City” by The Lovin’ Spoonful ‧ 1966
Hot town, summer in the city Back of my neck gettin’ dirty and gritty Been down, isn’t it a pity? Doesn’t seem to be a shadow in the city All around, people lookin’ half dead Walkin’ on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
But at night, it’s a different world Go out and find a girl Come on, come on, and dance all night Despite the heat, it’ll be alright And babe, don’t you know it’s a pity The days can’t be like the nights In the summer in the city In the summer in the city
Cool town, evening in the city Dressed so fine and lookin’ so pretty Cool cat lookin’ for a kitty Gonna look in every corner of the city ‘Til I’m wheezing like a bus stop Runnin’ upstairs, gonna meet you on the rooftop
But at night, it’s a different world Go out and find a girl Come on, come on, and dance all night Despite the heat, it’ll be alright And babe, don’t you know it’s a pity The days can’t be like the nights In the summer in the city In the summer in the city
Hot town, summer in the city Back of my neck gettin’ dirty and gritty Been down, isn’t it a pity? Doesn’t seem to be a shadow in the city All around, people lookin’ half dead Walkin’ on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
But at night, it’s a different world Go out and find a girl Come on, come on, and dance all night Despite the heat, it’ll be alright And babe, don’t you know it’s a pity The days can’t be like the nights In the summer in the city In the summer in the city
Where have all the flowers gone Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone Long time ago Where have all the flowers gone Young girls picked them, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?
Where have all the young girls gone Long time passing Where have all the young girls gone Long time ago Where have all the young girls gone Gone to young men, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?
Where have all the young men gone Long time passing Where have all the young men gone Long time ago Where have all the young men gone Gone to soldiers, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?
Where have all the soldiers gone Long time passing Where have all the soldiers gone A long, long time ago Where have all the soldiers gone Gone to graveyards, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?
Where have all the graveyards gone Long time passing Where have all the graveyards gone Long time ago Where have all the graveyards gone Gone to flowers, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?
The Bag Lady 
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