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SoCS – First and Last

Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you every week by Linda Hill. Check out her blog for the rules and the contribution of other bloggers.

This week’s prompt:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “first thing.” Start your post with the words, “first thing” and go from there. Bonus points if you end your post with the last thing. Have fun!


The last thing I did before going to bed last night was think about Linda’s prompt for today, wondering what I would write about. This morning, the first thing that popped into my mind was Barry White – the master of the sexy song – a title I myself bestowed on him. Of course I thought of him because of the song “You Are The First, My Last, My Everything”.

And now that song is running through my head and I cannot think of anything more to write. This might be an ear worm that stays with me all day. Maybe it will be yours, too. I know, that’s the last thing any of us need.

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SoCS – The Sky’s the Limit

Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you every week by Linda Hill. Check out her blog for the rules and the contribution of other bloggers.

This week’s prompt:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “sky’s the limit.” Write about something that has or seems to have no end. Enjoy!


The sky’s the limit when it comes to topics for blog posts, but I am struggling these days. I am drenched in sorrow about what is happening in our country and it is hard to shake. How do we just go on as ‘normal’ after all that has unfolded? But try we must.

Don’t you miss planning a trip when things were calm and the world was healthy?  I am not a huge fan of flying, but I would have done it in a heartbeat to get to a desired destination. I could sit down at my computer and make reservations to go anywhere in the world as long as I had the money to pay for it. The sky’s the limit once you and your bags are on the plane ready for take off.

I asked my husband where he would most want to travel if and when we get beyond the Covid fog. He immediately named all the cities where our children and grandchildren live. Beyond that he mentioned Florence, Spain, Portugal, and New Zealand. I talked of Ireland, England, and Tuscany. What is life if you don’t have big dreams to aspire to?

Now, with the virus surging, we shop a lot online where the sky’s the limit on what you can buy. We have ordered everything from a load of building supplies from Lowes, to a lawn mower, soap, and even the cabinets for my studio. All done online and delivered to our house.

Outside of seeing our family, I look forward to just seeing faces and sharing smiles with strangers as we relax back into some sense of normalcy.  I am cautiously optimistic.

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SoCS – Corner

Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you every week by Linda Hill. Check out her blog for the rules and the contribution of other bloggers.

This week’s prompt:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “in the corner.” Write about whatever the image or thought of “in the corner” brings to mind. Have fun!


“in the corner”

In the corner was where my grandmother kept her brooms propped up. There were no closets for things like that. They were just leaned against the wall ready to grab. My hubby installed a rack to hang up our broom, mop, fan blade cleaner, Swiffer, etc. Thank goodness because I do not have closets like that either.

There is a song that comes to mind hmmm hmmm “brighten the corner where you are…” or something like that. I can remember the tune but not many of the words.

I like to write about my little corner of the world. Are there corners in our world? I feel like there are. I am nestled in the foothills at the base of the mountains.  Feels like a corner.

I remember my mom singing this song:

My hat it has three corners
Three corners has my hat
And had it not three corners
It would not be my hat

It was one of those song you sing in rounds. Each round eliminating a word and replacing it with a gesture. ‘Hat’ was replaced by touching the head, ’three’ was replaced by holding up three fingers, and ‘corners’ was replaced by gesturing a right angle with your fingers. Now I will have that song stuck in the corner of my mind for the remainder of the day.

I tip my three cornered hat to those doing ‘JusJoJan’ this year. I will be writing, curled up in the corner of my big overstuffed chair so I will not attempt it this year.

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SoCS – Box

Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you every week by Linda Hill. Check out her blog for the rules and the contribution of other bloggers.

This week’s prompt:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “box.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!


Box. Hmmm. Pandora’s box – or 2020 as we call it.

Music box. I love music boxes. I have a few very special music boxes. I was never a huge fan of Christmas shopping, but oh, how I did love stopping at the San Francisco Music Box pop-up stores. I found they did have an online presence, but the selections were minimal. I have a a Nutcracker music box my son gave me which I will give to his daughter someday.

We saved a lot of shipping boxes ‘just in case’. You never know when you will need an odd shaped box for Christmas presents. Now that Christmas has passed, we can safely break those down and recycle them at the landfill.

Box, boxing, hmmmm kangaroos.

When I was a kid a lot of cartoons involved a kangaroo that could box. They were often depicted with boxing gloves. I remember one cartoon (maybe Tom and Jerry) where a boxing kangaroo was mistaken for an overgrown mouse? That doesn’t seem right. There is probably some reason Kangaroos were shown as boxing kangaroos. I will look that up but not now because this is stream of consciousness.

Speaking of Australia (which I didn’t except I mentioned Kangaroos) I don’t think I follow any bloggers who live in Australia. So, if you know someone I should follow, drop their URL in the comments.

All that remains in 2020 is to take down the decorations and box them back up for next year, but I’m in no hurry. I am going to enjoy Christmas as long as the tree keeps its needles.

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SoCS – Wooly Willy

Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you every week by Linda Hill. Check out her blog for the rules and the contribution of other bloggers.

This week’s prompt:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “magnet.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!


From the time I was little, I have been fascinated with magnets. I loved trying to force the same poles of magnets together only to see the magnetic fields repel each other. I think all of us had one or two horseshoe magnets 🧲 around the house.

So many of our toys were simple and some were simply made of dangerous materials and hazardous to our health! We won’t go into that here, maybe another post. Some of the toys were ingenious use of byproducts of the manufacturing process. That’s how Wooly Willy was born.

The toy was invented in Smethport, PA in 1955. It was made of discarded metal filings from grinders, moulded plastic and a magnet. The original face was created by a local artist, Leonard Mackowski.

The magnet was used to drag the filings from the bottom of the plastic to decorate the face with eyebrows, a beard and hair. The magnet worked from the front of the package or the back. Of course, as soon as the toy was tilted upright, all the filings fell back to the bottom.

It was actually an ingenious toy. The plastic was necessary to encase the metal filings as well as keep them dry – otherwise they would rust. It was also used to act as a holding place for the magnetic wand. We always got our parents to slice the end of the plastic off with a razor blade so we could store the magnet for safe keeping. Not bad for the 29¢ investment.

Wooly Willy Took his place among the commonplace toys of the time – YoYos, balsa wood Hi Flyer planes, marbles, and jacks.

The background music in the video below is annoying, but if you listen carefully, up you will pick up the sound of the magnet clicking against the plastic case.