SoCS: ‘tion

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “-tion.” Find a word that ends with “tion.” Bonus points if you start your post with it.

Pay attention when you are typing in email addresses. I get them wrong the first time a lot.

If I get the address on my phone I have to type them into my computer on e-mail. I won’t email or gmail on my phone. I hate cell phones: it is only for texting and certain apps like the dictionary.

Anyway; this is about ‘tion’.

I was very lucky more than 50 years ago when we were forced to take typing in junior high. Thank Goodness. We did not know then the great benefit this would bestow on us! Another reason the keyboard, compared to tiny texting, is so much easier.

I got a last minute player for Balderdash and was typing in her email address. Her name ended in ‘ington’: my automatic typing kicked in and I just naturally typed in ‘tion’. When I saw it and tried to fix it; Windows 10 kept telling me I was spelling the name wrong.

I was in a hurry. I don’t want to go into confidential details but she lives a very isolated life due being traumatized by bullies. She was texting “that’s ok. it doesn’t matter” Oh hell, it does matter! OMG! You are joining this game!

(We had a really good game!)

Yesterday morning I went to pick up my shot for osteoporosis at the drug store and went on to the health center. They had told me to sit on the bench outside and someone would come out and get me. I was early so I sat out there for 15 minutes before I saw someone else go in. I got up and realized there was a sign on the door saying to come in. I was 10 minutes late; they changed their policy on how to enter. I didn’t pay attention.

I had to be home by 11:00 for a firewood delivery. He didn’t come until almost noon.

Satisfaction is another word that is pooping oops, popping into my head. Yesterday I got a lot accomplished.

I’ve been avoiding cleaning out the woodshed due to a hornets nest dead center in the roof inside. A few weeks ago they were flying in and out of the entrance so I couldn’t even go in. I had garbage in there and 2 opened, half used bags of manure. The first bag was on the other side of the hornets so I went and bought another bag, kept it in my wheelbarrow barely under the roof, and very carefully pulled it in and out of the shed.

Something tore up the paper cone so the brood was exposed. (I still can’t figure out what or how that got ripped open) I hated to do it but I blasted what was left with a Dawn/water solution. Then I put some boxes under it to make sure I wouldn’t hit it with my head.

I got all the garbage cleaned up and in the bin ready to take away. Threw all the wood left over from last year into the center, ready to stack today.

I thought he was going to bring another load today but he showed up about 5:00 with another load. Some people work so hard, you are just happy to pay them. I wish I had a handyman as good as this guy!

So: satisfaction! I got a lot accomplished yesterday!

SoCS: collar

Collar? Well, hell…. I am stumped. I have no collars in my life; physically or metaphorically.

All I can come up with is this;

“Well, you can collar my world with sunshine everyday….!”

It’s an affliction some of us have; turning every sound into a song. And there are so many songs in my memory files.

I know its ‘colour’ not collar. (Yes, colour is the correct spelling)

Now I’m just getting irritable. Should I even post this?

I’ll go see what everyone else came up with.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “collar.” Use it as a verb, a noun, or metaphorically. Bonus points for using it in all three ways!

SoCS: sharp

I’ve used this word in my emails lately describing someone’s dinner time. They eat at 7:00 sharp, he says; his wife is very strict about that time.

The reason I’ve been talking about dinner times is I’m getting together Zoom meetings between Ontario and B.C. which have a 3 hour time difference. Seniors have very strict schedules and dinner times, especially couples. Couples have dinner time carved in stone whereas us singles say just give us the time and we’ll eat somewhere around that.

We already have a Zoom Room on Sunday for chatting at 5:00 pm my time, 2:00 pm in BC. But one friend in BC runs at 2:00 everyday and starts dinner at 5:30. A friend in Toronto is the 7:00 sharp guy. I’m getting too tired to talk by 8:00. I know, its starting to sound like a math test question.

This is my new (and very sharp) idea: Zoom Balderdash. On Monday I send out the word of the week to the players by email or text. They make up a definition and send it to me by 7:00 pm Wednesday. I open the Zoom Balderdash room at 7:30 and when everyone is present, read out all the definitions along with the right one. Then everyone votes on what answer they think is right. You get a point for guessing the right answer and a point for every player who guesses your answer.

I thought it would be good to have 2 days to think up a good or very funny definition; we aren’t so sharp anymore as to think up something on the spot and it would take way too long.

You got to love technology. We can all sit in the comfort of our own homes and visit each others places; see and hear each other sharp and clear.

We sure are going to need it this winter.