
As of my fourth day home from the hospital, the prompt fits well:
May your good health continue, and we all work to maintain or improve it.👍🏻🖖🏻
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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 23, 2026

As of my fourth day home from the hospital, the prompt fits well:
May your good health continue, and we all work to maintain or improve it.👍🏻🖖🏻
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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 23, 2026
On May 1, I was taken to the hospital. I was so weak I thought maybe I was having a stroke. Luckily I was not but my kidneys were failing and I was in very bad shape. It’s amazing how quickly you can turn dehydrated and in dire condition in a couple of days. Naturally all the hullabaloo in the ER and ICU worried my daughter and my family. This is the third time for such a scary episode. I feel so sorry about that. Today I am home and now on oxygen 24/7 which I dislike, but it is necessary for the short term.
I am writing this to warn you about watching your hydration even if you have no chronic disease. Take care of yourselves because this can come on quickly.
I did no writing and this is my first contact with my blogging friends. Send me your challenges as I will try to get back into the writing groove. Thanks for reading.
cjscan_1999@yahoo.com

One for My Baby
Song by Frank Sinatra
It’s quarter to three, there’s no one in the place
‘Cept you and me
So set ’em up, Joe, I got a little story
I think you should know
We’re drinkin’, my friend, to the end
Of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I got the routine, put another nickel
In the machine
Feelin’ so bad, can’t you make the music
Easy and sad?
I could tell you a lot, but you’ve gotta be
True to your code
Just make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
You’d never know it, but buddy, I’m a kind of poet
And I got a lotta things I’d like to say
And when I’m gloomy, won’t you listen to me
‘Til it’s talked away?
Well, that’s how it goes, and Joe, I know you’re gettin’
Anxious to close
And thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn’t mind
My bendin’ your ear
But this torch that I’ve found, it’s gotta be drowned
Or it soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
The long
It’s so long
The long
Very long
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Johnny Mercer / Harold Arlen
One for My Baby lyrics © Harwin Music Co.
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It’s Sunday, quarter to three and this always my first thought.☺️

“Whisper to me this night. Tell me all of your dreams. Make the script crispy and brisk. Crush my cold heart until all that’s left are the dim seeds of dust with their creamy shimmer.”
“Aww shucks, Marion. I could never hurt you like that…”
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Wordle 755

Well here’s a copy of something neat
In fact I think it’s hard to beat
Unless it’s a pair of linen pants
Ironed carefully so they fit a pretty seat
Oh well kind of got off track
My excuse?
Eating a snack☺️
Of course if you need to
You can heed to
“The Rhymer’s Companion”
And therefore abandon
My words.🤨
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Feel better soon, Miss Linda!


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Haiku Fridays with J-Dub #1

Z is for Zip
I’ll give you a tip
It means the end, closed, zipped up my tents
Closed the doors
A to Z will be no more.
We’ve wracked our brains
Searched all Google mains
Most battles won
Now end of the fun
For another year
Raise the cheer
For a job well done!
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Howdy y’all! It’s gettin’ down to the end and I for one am ready to meet up at the OK Corral for some heavy liftin’! No guns allowed but horses and mules may be your plus one, it’s fine with us. If the Lord’s willin’ and the creek don’t rise, I’ll see y’all later.
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I need to speak up – that’s what I learned this month, and that’s saying something since I’m almost eighty years old. You’d think I was done learning basic life skills, but no. I had grown quiet in the last few years because I’m basically alone most of the time. Of course I write here on the blog, do some yelling, and you tolerate my opinionated self, but to say something out loud is rare. I spend less time with my family so rarely feel free enough to say what I think. The opportunity to speak out is rare in the small community where I’m living, and I try not to stir up trouble. I thought I had a friend who accepted my voice and when told never to call or text again, I was surprised. I had said Trump was an ass😳🤨I tried to apologize many times, no answers. So basically I shut up to everyone. Very sad times. Then there was a group I wanted to be in so I said, yes I’d like to, too. And my daughter told me she was proud of my for putting myself out there. What? Funny how parent and child roles reverse as we age. I spoke up and learned it is okay.
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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts – April 28, 2026

Newspaper extra edition because of new urgent information covering breaking news. With this current administration the “extra special news” is often on Twitter, now X.
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