home cooked breakfast of fried egg, toast, bacon and jelly
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a flat container of farm fresh eggs of all sizes and colors
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funny fruit face made of 2 apples for eyes, a grape for nose, and banana smile
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pancakes shaped like Mickey Mouse with whipped cream eyebrows and chocolate chip smile
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1. How do you like your eggs? …
I really don’t like eggs at all, but I eat them every day almost for breakfast. Fried or scrambled, whatever doesn’t matter as I try my best not to taste or feel them in my mouth, by adding bacon, sausage or toast in there with the forkfull of egg. Why, because I think they are good for getting some protein.
2. Do you have a cooked breakfast or something like cereal, fruit, toast etc? …
We have cooked (see above) almost every day, except once in awhile we’ll have cold cereal and a banana.
First thing that came to mind with the word ‘shift’ is that is what we called a style of dress we girls wore in the 60s. It was very simple, no real shape, just straight down from the shoulders. Some had sleeves, some didn’t, but most were pretty short hemlines, as this is when the mini skirt also was popular. I know I had some of the shift dresses, some bought, some I’d sew together on the sewing machine. I did read that this style was popular back in the 1920s, too, the flapper, or jazz era. It was a protest against highly structured and corsetted fashions of earlier days. Women wanted to be free of all constraints.
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learned to drive in a driving course when I was in Jr. High school. The instructor would take a couple or three of us out to practice in an empty drive in movie lot. The car was a standard shift, so that’s what I learned on. I passed my official drivers test first time, in my parents long car which was a station wagon.
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And then there is a ‘shift’ in how we do things. Sometimes a good change, sometimes wanted sometimes not, but always different. I’ve had a small shift here on my blog lately. I started my blog to post my fan fiction story back in 2013, ‘Two Souls: Into the Fire”. I’ve posted it every year since then over and over and have had lots of readers. But I decided I’d not post it again. I don’t know if anyone wanted to read it again, as no one said they did (sad) and now I am missing posting it every Sunday, Wednesday, and Friday. I can still start it up again if anyone wants me to. But until then, it is a shift in my blogging routine.
Purple petals & Yellow elongated middle parts of the poisonous Silver Leaf Nightshade weed.
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Green & Pink
This plant is sometimes referred to as Frankenstein. It’s actually a Coral Cactus, aka Candelabra. It’s a grafted cactus and a succulent together. The shape of the upper part is fan-like and has a pink ruffle at the top and pink spikes. I saw this at a store one day. Oh, all parts are toxic, even if you just stick yourself with a spine.
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A heart shaped succulent that is half green and half yellow (in a white container)
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A nice bouquet that has little blue flowers in the middle with a white rose, and a white chrysanthemum around the edge.
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Artificial white flowers with blue leaves and berries as accents. They are placed in an old fashioned, tin milk jug.
This flower arrangement was in a doctor’s office waiting room.
July 12, 2026 – Song written or performed by someone who was born in the month of July
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I chose Ed Kowalsczyk, (July 16, 1971), lead singer of the band Live. They are still active in the present time. More of his biography can be found at the wiki article HERE
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Here’s a song by a band I really like. They have a lot of really good songs, and we do have their CD, “Throwing Copper”.
Singer Ed Kowalczyk said the lyrics were initially about “the state of the leader and led”, or the ways that political and religious leaders control the public. However, after recording, he realized it also applied to the band’s platform to reach audiences through music.
“Selling the Drama”, by Live is their first single from their 1994 album, “Throwing Copper”. It is credited to just Live as writers of the song.
This is a regular video of the band and song (not a live performance)
And to love a god And to fear a flame And to burn a crowd that has a name
And to right or wrong And to weak or strong It is known, just scream it from the wall
I’ve willed, I’ve walked, I’ve read I’ve talked, I know, I know I’ve been here before
Hey, now we won’t be raped Hey, now we won’t be scarred like that Hey, now we won’t be raped Hey, now we won’t be scarred like that
It’s the sun that burns It’s the wheel that turns It’s the way we sing that makes ’em dream
And to Christ a cross And to me a chair I will sit and earn the ransom from up here
I’ve willed, I’ve walked, I’ve read I’ve talked, I know, I know I’ve been here before
Hey, now we won’t be raped Hey, now we won’t be scarred like that Hey, now we won’t be raped Hey, now we won’t be scarred like that Scarred like that
And to love a god And to fear a flame And to burn a love that has a name I’ve willed, I’ve walked, I’ve read I’ve talked, I know, I know I’ve been here before
Hey, now we won’t be raped Hey, now we won’t be scarred like that Hey, now we won’t be raped
Hey, now we won’t be scarred like that Hey, now we won’t be scarred like that Hey, now we won’t be scarred like that
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “jelly.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
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Jelly … I like jelly. I have some every day, sometimes with toast and sometimes with peanut butter and crackers and apple slices. I see others posting about jelly, jams, and there is confusion. Then I see the British people have a whole other take on the word jelly and what it is. I think… maybe they are thinking it is like our ‘jello”. ?
I’d rather have jam. It is thicker and not wiggly. But since I have to have not so much sweet stuff, I get the jelly that is only made from fruit juices, with nothing else added to it. So it’s the wiggly kind but still not jello, which you have to mix up (or get in premade cups). We don’t do those any more, but they were pretty good.
My mom and grandma would always make their own homemade jellies each summer from real fruit. It seemed to be a lot of work, hot boiling the fruits, fixing the canning jars, and sometimes they’d melt wax to go on top to seal it in the jar. It always was very good, but it would be easier to just buy a jar at the store.
Then we get into other jellies, like jelly beans, which are good, too, but not at all wiggly.
And, here is another kind of jelly …
Coloring page shows two jelly fish. The top caps are colored dark pink, the middle stuff hanging down is purple, and there are multi-colored tentacles hanging down on both.
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So, however you like your jelly, wiggly or not, hope your weekend is a good one.
Can you tell a story in 60 words using the following words in it somewhere:
INSOMNIA
DARE
TAMBOURINE
DUST
FOX
FAN
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Midnight in the desert, where the insomniacs had gathered, as a fox yipped in the distance. Shuffling their feet in the dust, the fans of conspiracy dared each other to breach the fence line with the warning prominently posted. One sleepless person took the dare, as she rattled her tambourine in the air. Then she stepped over the line.
(60words)
Red & White button pin with words …
‘notice, unauthorized personnel, keep out, Area 51’
teleportingweena 
