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13: Gently Down the Stream of Consciousness

z13sky.gif1. My two favorite words heard recently are brouhaha and jalopy.
2. I keep getting the Jubilee and the Jamboree mixed up. We have both in Floyd now.
3. I’ve been calling the Station, the newly renovated old building in town with apartments upstairs, the Dakota of Floyd.
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4. While shopping this week I saw a bright gold bra with a smiley face on one of the cups.
5. My first trip to the Country Club pool resulted in some pictures of the tadpoles (a pre-beginner swim class), at least 13 of them.
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6. Learn why I have a brand new pink blow up raft not yet out of the package HERE.
7. I bought four new cushion lawn chairs that unfortunately required some assembly but when we opened the box to put them together, we discovered there were no screws, bringing a whole new meaning to “we were screwed!”
8. I just got a message from the little voice within that my rice cooking on the stove is burning. Be right back.
9. The rice was stuck to the bottom of the pan but still eatable.
10. Speaking of pan, I was recently asked in a meme that I didn’t finish to name a fictitious character who made a lasting impression and my answer was Peter Pan.
11. Because I grew up on a tiny peninsula in between Boston and Cape Cod, I’m fortunate that I can visit my family and have a beach vacation at the same time.
12. Whenever I say Cape Cod, I think about when I was a young girl picking wild blueberries there with my grandmother, which leads to remembering a poem I wrote about baking a birthday blueberry pie for my son Josh … I feel my grandmother’s wildness in me … navigating rough edges of coastline … as I steer the rolling pin like an oar … like an antique relic from her “roaring 20s” … it rocks back and forth … And especially this stanza: As I search the bowl of blueberries … for the bluest black ones … I remember 4 and 20 … blackbirds baked in a pie … and my son arranging battles … between blueberries and grapes … The blueberries always lost because he ate them …
13. I just this second remembered that Josh’s birthday is on July 10 and I may be away for his birthday, so now I’m going downstairs to find a card to send him.
More Thirteen Thursday fun HERE.

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