Tuesday, April 14th......
Okay..... this “Jungle Judy” resigns.
I have learned my lesson: I may be a ‘slow learner’, but I have always said that “God Loves the Slow Learner, as much as He Loves the Fast Learner”. It was ‘always my personal SAVE’.... when I just didn’t have the attention span to actual do the due dilligence.
That being said, and after staying home...... I have
A) Slit my arm with my saw-toothed curvy saw
B) Had a reoccurance of my Brown Recluse Spider Bite..... creating a “Half Blowfish Face” appearance
C) Fallen into the Fish Pond, spraining my foot..... compelling me to travel my house on top of my roller office chair
And now, for today’s piece de resistance!
D) I am chocker-blocked covered with Poison Ivy!
Everywhere except The Who Who.
I am not sure I am moving in the right direction-
From Half Blowfish face to a pinky tinted Jackson Pollock painting across the canvas of my body....
Now, waddling as I strut, so that I put no weight on my still hurting, bruised foot.
I feel like a DORK. Plain and simple!
Happy SOLOizing to you, in paradise!
Warmth, smiles
JudyA
Tuesday, April 14, 2020
Saturday, April 11, 2020
What a difference twenty years will make!
Saturday evening, April 11:
The day sandwiched between Good Friday and Easter.
And yet, another day in suspension.
In suspension on a Sandwiched day, I will leave you with this observation.
Twenty years ago I went to jail for testing positive to smoking Marajuana.
VS.
Now, when the world is in calamitous suspension with everything but the necessary OPEN:
Marajuana Shops are OPEN as it is a medical necessity!
I think that is FUNNY.
Gotta love life!
Cheers
Smiles
Warmth
Judy
The day sandwiched between Good Friday and Easter.
And yet, another day in suspension.
In suspension on a Sandwiched day, I will leave you with this observation.
Twenty years ago I went to jail for testing positive to smoking Marajuana.
VS.
Now, when the world is in calamitous suspension with everything but the necessary OPEN:
Marajuana Shops are OPEN as it is a medical necessity!
I think that is FUNNY.
Gotta love life!
Cheers
Smiles
Warmth
Judy
Staying at home seems more dangerous for me than the alternative!
April 11
Hi there.....
Today, My big “take-away” from my mini-and self inflicted calamities is this:
It is apparently more dangerous for me to stay home than it is to LEAVE my home.
AND
The universe STILL is screaming at me to leave the landscaping to the pros.
Hmmmm....Happy Saturday in Suspension.
Smiles, warmth
Judy
Hi there.....
Today, My big “take-away” from my mini-and self inflicted calamities is this:
It is apparently more dangerous for me to stay home than it is to LEAVE my home.
AND
The universe STILL is screaming at me to leave the landscaping to the pros.
Hmmmm....Happy Saturday in Suspension.
Smiles, warmth
Judy
Dating and Dog sites during SOLO izing
Good Friday,
I left you with my adventure into my cyber world as of late.... lest I forgot some details. As it is in the world of the internet: once I was unfortunately signed up for OUR TIME.... I became the winning recipient of ALL sorts of dating sites! All for the goal of having me sign up. If I was such a DORK to sign up for OUR time.....it MUST mean that I am super desperate and in need of: Match.com and MEET ITALIAN and BB MEET and Physically fit Singles! I am not Italian. Not that I have anything against Italians, as I have lived in Italy for 30 years.... Physically PFIT Singles? Really. I am physically Pfluffy. So.... I was then curious about what BB MEET could mean. I thought “Better business” meet. No no no no. It is BIG BODIES MEET!
Now, I really HATE ALL DATING SITES.
If pretend shopping, pretend dating were not enough of ‘cyber window shopping’ of a diversion....
I went looking for ‘MIN PIN’s. Miniature Pincher dogs. There were two darling ones who were besties and wanted to go to a forever home together....”Schnookum” and “Hallmark”. I fell in love and then had to RUN AWAY and delete the site from my sight.
I have decided that it is too dangerous to stay at home. I was swashbuckling in my back yard: fell into the FISH pond which is only 18” deep! Of course, with saw in my hand. It was only after I finished pruning that I realized that I had sprained my foot. I got my roller office chair to skooche around... a waste basket to hold lots of ice to soak my sore foot ! It took 3 days to be able to put weight on it.
It is still bruised, and so I limp like a little ‘ole waddling’ broad.
While my gait has changed since my Fish pond incident.... and probably while I was swashbuckling and filling my garbage bins..... did I do something to my back. Now I have a searing pain which goes down from my hip to my knee!
Thirty years ago, I was weeding in my back yard. It was the first time I had ever weeded.... and I evidently turned my back incorrectly....and became unable to walk. My daughter was 2 1/2 and I was unable to lift her or to leave my bed. It took me a year of every possible solution to my disability and finally it took surgery. No fusing. It was a beautiful thing.
My lesson thirty years ago was simple. It was the Universe’s way of directing me to NEVER WEED again! Lesson learned.
Alas: 30 years later, and SOLO IZING during Pandemic: I forgot my lesson.... and I put HAND to GARDEN and my body is reflecting my lapse of what had been ‘a lesson learned’.
I have now learned it.
No gardening
No swashbuckling with my saw
No internet pretend shopping
No MORE dating sites
No looking at puppies while SOLO IZING
So, what have I learned? After far too many friends talking about it, I watched the first three episodes of Tiger King.
It makes life in suspension seem NORMAL in comparison to a normal day in the life of those characters.
The moral of this story: My ability to life towards DORKDORM, hasn’t changed course.
Smiles
Judy
I left you with my adventure into my cyber world as of late.... lest I forgot some details. As it is in the world of the internet: once I was unfortunately signed up for OUR TIME.... I became the winning recipient of ALL sorts of dating sites! All for the goal of having me sign up. If I was such a DORK to sign up for OUR time.....it MUST mean that I am super desperate and in need of: Match.com and MEET ITALIAN and BB MEET and Physically fit Singles! I am not Italian. Not that I have anything against Italians, as I have lived in Italy for 30 years.... Physically PFIT Singles? Really. I am physically Pfluffy. So.... I was then curious about what BB MEET could mean. I thought “Better business” meet. No no no no. It is BIG BODIES MEET!
Now, I really HATE ALL DATING SITES.
If pretend shopping, pretend dating were not enough of ‘cyber window shopping’ of a diversion....
I went looking for ‘MIN PIN’s. Miniature Pincher dogs. There were two darling ones who were besties and wanted to go to a forever home together....”Schnookum” and “Hallmark”. I fell in love and then had to RUN AWAY and delete the site from my sight.
I have decided that it is too dangerous to stay at home. I was swashbuckling in my back yard: fell into the FISH pond which is only 18” deep! Of course, with saw in my hand. It was only after I finished pruning that I realized that I had sprained my foot. I got my roller office chair to skooche around... a waste basket to hold lots of ice to soak my sore foot ! It took 3 days to be able to put weight on it.
It is still bruised, and so I limp like a little ‘ole waddling’ broad.
While my gait has changed since my Fish pond incident.... and probably while I was swashbuckling and filling my garbage bins..... did I do something to my back. Now I have a searing pain which goes down from my hip to my knee!
Thirty years ago, I was weeding in my back yard. It was the first time I had ever weeded.... and I evidently turned my back incorrectly....and became unable to walk. My daughter was 2 1/2 and I was unable to lift her or to leave my bed. It took me a year of every possible solution to my disability and finally it took surgery. No fusing. It was a beautiful thing.
My lesson thirty years ago was simple. It was the Universe’s way of directing me to NEVER WEED again! Lesson learned.
Alas: 30 years later, and SOLO IZING during Pandemic: I forgot my lesson.... and I put HAND to GARDEN and my body is reflecting my lapse of what had been ‘a lesson learned’.
I have now learned it.
No gardening
No swashbuckling with my saw
No internet pretend shopping
No MORE dating sites
No looking at puppies while SOLO IZING
So, what have I learned? After far too many friends talking about it, I watched the first three episodes of Tiger King.
It makes life in suspension seem NORMAL in comparison to a normal day in the life of those characters.
The moral of this story: My ability to life towards DORKDORM, hasn’t changed course.
Smiles
Judy
Wednesday, April 8, 2020
Diversion a la internet pretend shopping
April 7th....
I have spent more time than normal on the internet. I don’t normally shop on the web, look at facebook... Shopping? I filled lots of carts. Didn’t buy anything. I shopped for an air fryers, housewares, Chico’s, Coats... all kinds of things. Given my short attention span, it didn’t take very much time to fill up my fantasy shopping bags. All items remaining in that ‘limbo’ space between make-believe and dress up and paying for those carts.
Moving on from those sites and as a travel junkie...I went onto travel sites.
I am planning a trip to the aurora borealis... and wanted added the fluff of additional destinations to what is yet ‘my pretend itinerary’ . My college roomie and I will lead the charge to a geodesic dome glass hotel where you can watch the lights dance across the sky in the warmth of being INSIDE, in bed..... not shivering, just marveling.... with my kids and my Italian sister are those making part of our traveling family.
Travel is one of those things that capture my attention and can occupy gobs of time, as I seek out the ‘out of the way’, the unique, the beauty in each destination. I love going off the beaten path, as those routes are normally the most memorable and impressive. For instance.... in my travel snooping, I found a home in Stockholm with a dungeon...! I’ve never stayed in a place with my own private dungeon. In fact, I have never thought of it before, but it sounds kinda cool. But, it must be centrally located. There will be no suburban dungeons in my traveling future! I’d need a citified dungeon.
So, as you can see... my imaginations were being stimulated. After playing with that project.... as bookings can’t happen until summer for next January. I must invent a new diversion.
So, where do you go after armchair shopping and traveling.... a dating site.
OUR TIME. I figured, I could ‘window shop’.... and KNOW it will not cost me more than $70.
I will admit right up front: it is a sign of desperate SOLO IZING. I hate the site. I am more of a ‘people to people’ kinda person and so find this avenue a bit challenging.
I was once told that “You only advertise what is not selling”.
That is profound. A funny man doesn’t need to tell me he is funny.... he needs to BE FUNNY on his profile. If a man is sweet, he needs to relate a story that reflects his being sweet.
This site is aesthetically unpleasing. It’s confusing and gets me nervous. It has too many little squares and the same men of 20 keep popping up. And.... despite that fact that I said I was interested in a MAN, they keep sending me “REEVAH “, a girl. Hmmmmm. And then, I found a couple of guys I know on the site. Looking at their profile it was interesting to see how I would have reacted to their profile had I not known them.... and what I really think because I know them.
None of it gives me hope.
So after two days..... and a total of 45 minutes: I wanted to cancel, and it would not let me.
So much for window shopping and armchair ‘dating’.
I believe it is all about chemistry. chemistry is quite personal. Up front. It is. Or it is not.
Hmm. Stay tuned to see what is next.
More swashbuckling with my saw?!
Smiles
Judy
I have spent more time than normal on the internet. I don’t normally shop on the web, look at facebook... Shopping? I filled lots of carts. Didn’t buy anything. I shopped for an air fryers, housewares, Chico’s, Coats... all kinds of things. Given my short attention span, it didn’t take very much time to fill up my fantasy shopping bags. All items remaining in that ‘limbo’ space between make-believe and dress up and paying for those carts.
Moving on from those sites and as a travel junkie...I went onto travel sites.
I am planning a trip to the aurora borealis... and wanted added the fluff of additional destinations to what is yet ‘my pretend itinerary’ . My college roomie and I will lead the charge to a geodesic dome glass hotel where you can watch the lights dance across the sky in the warmth of being INSIDE, in bed..... not shivering, just marveling.... with my kids and my Italian sister are those making part of our traveling family.
Travel is one of those things that capture my attention and can occupy gobs of time, as I seek out the ‘out of the way’, the unique, the beauty in each destination. I love going off the beaten path, as those routes are normally the most memorable and impressive. For instance.... in my travel snooping, I found a home in Stockholm with a dungeon...! I’ve never stayed in a place with my own private dungeon. In fact, I have never thought of it before, but it sounds kinda cool. But, it must be centrally located. There will be no suburban dungeons in my traveling future! I’d need a citified dungeon.
So, as you can see... my imaginations were being stimulated. After playing with that project.... as bookings can’t happen until summer for next January. I must invent a new diversion.
So, where do you go after armchair shopping and traveling.... a dating site.
OUR TIME. I figured, I could ‘window shop’.... and KNOW it will not cost me more than $70.
I will admit right up front: it is a sign of desperate SOLO IZING. I hate the site. I am more of a ‘people to people’ kinda person and so find this avenue a bit challenging.
I was once told that “You only advertise what is not selling”.
That is profound. A funny man doesn’t need to tell me he is funny.... he needs to BE FUNNY on his profile. If a man is sweet, he needs to relate a story that reflects his being sweet.
This site is aesthetically unpleasing. It’s confusing and gets me nervous. It has too many little squares and the same men of 20 keep popping up. And.... despite that fact that I said I was interested in a MAN, they keep sending me “REEVAH “, a girl. Hmmmmm. And then, I found a couple of guys I know on the site. Looking at their profile it was interesting to see how I would have reacted to their profile had I not known them.... and what I really think because I know them.
None of it gives me hope.
So after two days..... and a total of 45 minutes: I wanted to cancel, and it would not let me.
So much for window shopping and armchair ‘dating’.
I believe it is all about chemistry. chemistry is quite personal. Up front. It is. Or it is not.
Hmm. Stay tuned to see what is next.
More swashbuckling with my saw?!
Smiles
Judy
Friday, April 3, 2020
Filled garbage bins as my Flower arrangement
April third....
I bought a saw. Not a fancy electric saw. But, a saw with style. It will cut through eight inches! It is saw toothed CURVED saw. It wraps itself around my ‘target’... or foliage victim. OR me! I sawed through my skin on my arm ..... egalitarian as I am: on both sides on two separate ‘outings’ on the SAME arm.... I’m fine. I think I’ll have a permanent reminder of my budding landscaping techniques.
I must say that there is a feeling of ‘freeing’ the ALIVE leaves- a space for them to find their sun to survive and thrive as their sibling dead leaves drop to the ground. I feel much like a swash-buckler, a TARZANA Jane kinda gal. It feels powerful. It feels productive. It feels like outdoor exercise! I come back into my home and feel like I need a nap!
But, of course: there is more than merely cutting down dead leaves.
The next step leads me to put my “cuttings’.... into a garbage bin. I must say that stuffing my bountiful cuttings into a bin was like ‘flower arranging’. That is how my mind saw the activity, with the goal of shoving as much as possible inside each bin. My mind is an amusing diversion, as I think each filled garbage bin is a bountiful bouquet of dead palm fronds.... and a thing of ‘beauty’.
Thus: an explanation of my eclectic taste!
It is now FOUR BINS later. I am out of bins! I have a ‘recycle bin’ left.... and a bin with actual home garbage!
Soloizing life requires no more than ONE SOLO garbage bin weekly.
Now it is time to relax.... and to contemplate the rest of life in ‘suspension’.
Smiles, warmth
Judy
I bought a saw. Not a fancy electric saw. But, a saw with style. It will cut through eight inches! It is saw toothed CURVED saw. It wraps itself around my ‘target’... or foliage victim. OR me! I sawed through my skin on my arm ..... egalitarian as I am: on both sides on two separate ‘outings’ on the SAME arm.... I’m fine. I think I’ll have a permanent reminder of my budding landscaping techniques.
I must say that there is a feeling of ‘freeing’ the ALIVE leaves- a space for them to find their sun to survive and thrive as their sibling dead leaves drop to the ground. I feel much like a swash-buckler, a TARZANA Jane kinda gal. It feels powerful. It feels productive. It feels like outdoor exercise! I come back into my home and feel like I need a nap!
But, of course: there is more than merely cutting down dead leaves.
The next step leads me to put my “cuttings’.... into a garbage bin. I must say that stuffing my bountiful cuttings into a bin was like ‘flower arranging’. That is how my mind saw the activity, with the goal of shoving as much as possible inside each bin. My mind is an amusing diversion, as I think each filled garbage bin is a bountiful bouquet of dead palm fronds.... and a thing of ‘beauty’.
Thus: an explanation of my eclectic taste!
It is now FOUR BINS later. I am out of bins! I have a ‘recycle bin’ left.... and a bin with actual home garbage!
Soloizing life requires no more than ONE SOLO garbage bin weekly.
Now it is time to relax.... and to contemplate the rest of life in ‘suspension’.
Smiles, warmth
Judy
Wednesday, April 1, 2020
April Fool’s Day 2020!
A perfect day to re-enter my BLOGspace:.... April Fool’s Day- April 1, 2020
Hi there to all those out there in solo-izing in cyberland!
April Fool’s Day.
Quite appropriate name for an typical American Day where the socializing highlight was ordering “Hungry Mike Sub” with GRUBHub and having it dropped on my front door. I felt like I was being a good American citizen, keeping the restaurant business afloat, one SUB at a time!
Lots of good time for mind meandering. My question for today is a perfect one from an “American Studies” major..
Question: What is it about the American Character that buys MORE TOILET PAPER and GUNS in a time of challenge! There is a great story to this.
GRUBHub aside, I hope you are enjoying your SOLO-izing. I will check back later, gator.
Warmth and smiles. We need all of it, and more.
Judy
Hi there to all those out there in solo-izing in cyberland!
April Fool’s Day.
Quite appropriate name for an typical American Day where the socializing highlight was ordering “Hungry Mike Sub” with GRUBHub and having it dropped on my front door. I felt like I was being a good American citizen, keeping the restaurant business afloat, one SUB at a time!
Lots of good time for mind meandering. My question for today is a perfect one from an “American Studies” major..
Question: What is it about the American Character that buys MORE TOILET PAPER and GUNS in a time of challenge! There is a great story to this.
GRUBHub aside, I hope you are enjoying your SOLO-izing. I will check back later, gator.
Warmth and smiles. We need all of it, and more.
Judy
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