Wednesday, November 30, 2016

The “Aussiest Interview Ever” #1LinerWeds

Daniel McConnell and his wife live in an apartment near a chip shop in Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. About two in the morning, his wife woke him and told him that someone had crashed a car through the window of the shop, and McConnell, wearing only his undershorts, went to investigate. Here’s the story from The Age, but to get the full effect, you need to watch the interview between Daniel and an interviewer with their version of the “Today” show.

Laugh all you want at Daniel’s unique telling of the story and his “ocker” accent, the guy is a hero in the truest sense of the word, and his attitude is the one all of us need to have.


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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Two For Tuesday: Ella Fitzgerald


I know I’ve featured Ella Fitzgerald in a couple of Battles of the Bands (and she lost both times), but didn’t realize I hadn’t done a Two for Tuesday on her in all this time. Which I think is weird, because two of my favorite albums are by her (her Cole Porter and Jerome Kern songbooks) and, late in her life, she worked with one of the quintessential jazz guitarists, Joe Pass. And who could forget her work with Louis Armstrong in the Sixties?

Rather than trying to tell her story (which you can read on Wikipedia, like I usually end up doing), I’m just going to share a couple of songs from the two songbook albums I have. First is “You Do Something To Me,” from Ella Fitzgerald Sings The Cole Porter Songbook. Fans of the movie Blazing Saddles (admit it, you know you are) will recognize some of the lyrics.

Second is “All The Things You Are,” from Ella Fitzgerald Sings The Jerome Kern Songbook. Kern wrote this with Oscar Hammerstein II. Ella is accompanied by Nelson Riddle and His Orchestra. Beginning jazz guitarists learn this song as an example of the ii-V7-I progression.

Ella Fitzgerald, your Two for Tuesday, November 29, 2016.

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Monday, November 28, 2016

A Veritable Plethora of Christmas Music Posts


I promised I’d post a list of the Christmas music posts I’ve done since starting the blog. There is doubtless some overlap, but here’s the list:

12/24/13,Three For Christmas: Chicago Classics (ENCORE PRESENTATION)
12/04/14,Ten Christmas Songs
12/11/14,Ten Great Christmas Songs Written By Jewish Composers
12/18/14,Ten Christmas Novelty Songs
12/25/14,Ten More Christmas Songs
11/27/15,The Friday Five: Christmas Surf!
12/07/15,Monday’s Music Moves Me: Christmas Music, Week 1
12/14/15,Monday’s Music Moves Me: Christmas Songs, part 2
12/18/15,Five Christmas Novelty Songs
12/21/15,Monday’s Music Moves Me: Christmas Music, Part 3

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Christmas Music, huh? (Monday’s Music Moves Me)

In the last couple of years, I’ve done lots of Christmas music posts. I haven’t got my handy-dandy list of posts through two weeks ago, so I can’t say exactly when they were, but maybe when I get home, I’ll get a list together, maybe even build me a big ol’ playlist and tell you where it is. In the meantime, though, here are five songs that come immediately to mind, and no, “Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer” isn’t one of them. You may all breathe a sigh of relief.

Have A Holly Jolly Christmas – Burl Ives

Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree – Brenda Lee

Run, Run, Rudolph – Chuck Berry

The Twelve Days of Christmas – Allan Sherman

Merry Christmas Baby – B. B. King

And that’s Monday’s Music Moves Me for November 28, 2016.

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Sunday, November 27, 2016

The Fifth-To-Last Week That Was of 2016

Here’s Marshall Brodein for Siegfried and Roy’s Pocket Magic: mystifying tricks you can perform anytime, anywhere! Available at Walgreens and Osco Drug Stores!

I talked about Marshall Brodien back in January for Just Jot It January.

The Week That Was

So, Thanksgiving and Black Friday are over here in the US. I didn’t realize they have Black Friday in the UK as well. I saw some pictures of it here. Pretty wild stuff. Anyway, there are five more weeks in the year, so enjoy them! Here’s this week’s summary.

The theme for this past Monday was “I Am Thankful For (blank),” where (blank) was the name of a single artist or group whose music I’m thankful for. I chose Django Reinhardt, Gypsy jazz guitarist extraordinaire. I see that that the first video was taken down because of a copyright claim by Lobster Films. Sorry about that. You can probably find it out on YouTube somewhere else, unless Lobster Films’ lawyer has managed to take them all down.


Sarah Vaughan was the featured artist this week. Thanks to everyone who wished me a happy 1500th post. Scott Yanow is right: Sarah had one of the most wonderous voices of the 20th Century.


The battle over who does a better job of “Happy Days Are Here Again” was won by Ben Selvin and The Crooners by a slim one-vote margin over Mitch Miller. Alana said “thank you” for using her idea. It was a good one, Alana, and that was the general consensus. A close battle always makes it seem worthwhile. Thanks again for letting me use it. Arlee liked the GIF of Mitch Miller directing his singers, saying he and his sister used to imitate him for laughs.


I included a line I heard about the aches and pains of getting older from a guy at church. Uncle Jack mentioned my dear stepfather Jack Christian (known as “Tex” to the Holton boys) and how he would cook the turkey at Thanksgiving (and Christmas, and any other time we had turkey) on his Weber kettle grill. Tex did all the cooking on the big holidays, except for the cranberry relish; that was Mom’s job. Tex would spend most of the day cooking and peeling and mashing and running to the store a half dozen times for items he forgot; Mom would spend it in her “command module” at the end of the couch on the back porch, smoking Chesterfield cigarettes and talking on the phone to her sisters, each conversation ending with “I have to get off the phone, (insert sister’s name here), I have to make the cranberries.” More often than not, we’d have to hold dinner until Mom made the cranberries, which consisted of boiling the cranberries in sugar and water until they popped. (To be fair, we had one of the smallest kitchens in the Western Hemisphere, and only one or two people could fit in it at a time, fewer if Tex was working there.)

Do I miss them and wish I could have Thanksgiving dinner with them one more time? Oh yeah.

Also on Wednesday, I tested a new applet I added to IFTTT that would add information about each new post to the end of a spreadsheet in Google Drive. It worked perfectly, and I’m getting all the right information and everything. Janet was a little indignant about being “used as a guinea pig” for my test, but was happy it worked, and asked me for the “recipe.” For those of you who are familiar with IFTTT or would like to see what it can do, check applet (they don’t call them “recipes” anymore, I guess) #44681084d. I use IFTTT a lot to do the administrative work on the blog (e.g. filing the posts in Evernote, putting notices on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest, etc.). It’s a blogger’s best friend.

I was prompted for several lists of five things (five things about me, five things I’m knowledgeable about, five things I know nothing about, and five things I believe). Small Talk Mama said it’s never too late to start to learn dancing. Trust me, Mama, it’s too late; my dancing days, such as they were, ended with the stroke. Arlee says he’s as good at home repair as I am, i.e. no good at all. Janet said the only grease she gets on her hands when she has car trouble are from the AAA driver when he hands her card back. Trust me, it’s good to know your limitations and call in an expert before you make a mess of things. A $500 job can quickly turn into a $5000 job that requires the assistance of the electric company, the gas company, and maybe the fire department.

Funny story: we had the vinyl flooring in the kitchen replaced a number of years ago. A couple of days later, Mary noticed a small bump under the flooring, and the two of us determined it was a loose nail. I was ready to get a hammer and smack it in, and she said, “No John, let a professional do it.” So we called the company, and the guy who installed the floor (who, for the life of me, looked like Jerry Van Dyke) came out, saw the situation, took a hammer, and smacked it in. Mary, laughing like a crazy woman, called to tell me this, and hastened to add “He put a towel down before he hit the nail.” That’s the professional part.

I featured your songs whose titles are the names of cities only. Thanks again to all who contributed. Joey had suggested Frank Sinatra’s version of “New York, New York,” but I went with Liza Minnelli’s version from the movie of the same name, which for some reason I always preferred.


The prompt was “pretty,” so I discussed its use as both an adjective and as an adverb. Cathy had never thought about “pretty” as an adverb being a weasel word, but doesn’t mind being told she’s pretty. As I said, I have nothing against the word, just think it’s weak, but hey, if you like it, that’s great. My thinking it’s a weak word probably stems from its use as an adverb.

So that’s last week in a nutshell. We’ll do some Christmas music tomorrow, a Battle of the Bands on Thursday, and all the usual features this week. Thanks to everyone who commented, and hope you tune in!

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Saturday, November 26, 2016

Not At All Pretty #socs

Here’s a joke worthy of Bennett Cerf. For all I know, I got it from one of his joke books:

A man is walking and sees a little girl making mud pies. “Hey, you’re pretty dirty,” he says. She smiles at him and says, “Thank you! I’m even prettier clean!”

“Pretty” is a good adjective:

  • “She’s a pretty girl.”
  • “That’s a pretty dress.”

For some reason, “pretty” doesn’t work well when you’re talking about a woman over the age of fifteen. “Attractive” works, but “beautiful” might be too much. My favorite adjective in this vein is “gorgeous,” although that might be too much as well. “Pretty” doesn’t fit all the time, although saying a woman has pretty eyes might work. “Pretty” doesn’t work at all with men.

When it’s used as an adverb, it’s a weasel word. Wikipedia associates it with tergiversation, the use of weasel words to avoid making an assertion. Take this conversation, for example:

“Did you finish the project?”
“Pretty much.”

Answering with “pretty much” in this case sounds like you’re saying “no,” which is probably more true, but you can’t say that to your manager. So you say “pretty much” and throw it back to them and let them ask the question, “Well, what do you still need to do?” or “What percent still needs to be done?” When you say “pretty much,” you’re really hoping they’ll say “Great! Keep up the good work!” and leave you alone.

Or take this:

“How are you?”
“Pretty good.”

“Pretty good” in this case could mean anything from “I’m doing well” to “My eyes hurt, I have terrible sinus congestion, and I’m constipated.” But we say “pretty good” to avoid making a statement that might get you sent out of town at the last minute, or that might cause the person to say “Great! Organize the spice cabinet!”

I use “pretty” as a weasel word a lot, and I shouldn’t. When someone asks a question like “Did you finish?” I’ll say “No” and explain what needs to be done, and if I feel like death warmed over, I won’t answer the question “How are you?” with “Pretty good.” The world will be a better place.


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Friday, November 25, 2016

The Friday Five: Your City Songs

Happy Day After Thanksgiving, or Black Friday, as they call it. I’m writing this Wednesday, so I don’t know how mine was, but I’m sure it was great. We ate, might or might not have gone for coffee (not sure if they were open yesterday), and did what we usually do on Thursday, I’m pretty certain.

Last week I chose ten songs whose names are cities, nothing more. I couldn’t think of any others, so I left it to you to come up with some more. I think I got five from you, so here are your choices.

Kansas City – Wibert Harrison Arlee suggested this one, and I’m surprised I didn’t remember it, because I used to play this, though my favorite version was Muddy Waters’ from The Muddy Waters Woodstock Album. The Beatles also did a version on Beatles For Sale, but Wilbert’s was the single that reached #1 in 1959.

Kalamazoo – Primus Arlee also suggested this one. I think it’s based on “I’ve Got A Gal In Kalamazoo”, but Primus has their own take on it, to which I say “hot corn!”

Gary, Indiana – Ronny Howard Dan suggested two songs, this one being the one that fit the theme. From the film version of The Music Man, starring Robert Preston, Shirley Jones, Buddy Hackett, and this little fellow, who went on to some pretty big things.

Albuquerque – Weird Al Yankovic Janie Junebug came up with this one, and I have to say, it’s different. But that’s Weird Al for you.

New York, New York – Liza Minnelli Joey came up with this one. Most people know Sinatra’s version; this is the one from the movie of the same name starring Liza Minnelli and Robert DeNiro. Mary and I saw this when we were engaged, at the Granada Theater in Chicago, now torn down and either senior housing or another Loyola University building.

Thanks to everyone who contributed! That’s your Black Friday 2016 edition of The Friday Five.

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Thursday, November 24, 2016

Writer’s Workshop: Lists of Five

Today’s prompt is

Five Things. List 5 things we don’t know about you, 5 things you’re knowledgeable about, 5 things you know nothing about, and 5 things you believe.

Five Things About Me You Might Or Might Not Know

  1. I am the holder of the 1978 Production Management Key from Loyola University Chicago. I have no idea where it is, and Loyola no longer has a Production Management major. But trust me, I earned it.
  2. I’m really good at remembering numbers. I remember almost every phone number we had, my employee number from almost every job I had, both Mary’s and my Social Security numbers (she asks me when she needs it), multiplication tables up through twenty, various constants, such as pi to ten decimal digits (3.1415926535), Avogadro’s number (6.02 * 1023, the number of molecules in a mole), the square root of 2 to seven digits (1.4142135), various sines and cosines, the Golden Ratio (1.618), and 377426415375, which next year represents the first Tuesdays of each month. I learned that from my grandfather.
  3. I was born on Palm Sunday 1956. When it doesn’t fall on a Sunday in Lent, it’s the Feast of the Annunciation of Our Lord.
  4. I broke my right arm twice when I was a kid. The first time was when I was three and got pushed off a cabinet by a kid from down the street (I think I said I was Superman, and he wanted to see if I could fly). I was seven the other time; my brothers and I were horsing around and running around the house, and I slipped on a throw rug.
  5. My commencement ceremonies from grammar school and high school were both on June 6, four years apart.

Five Things I’m Knowledgeable About

  1. Math. It runs in the family.
  2. 20th Century Music. Well, maybe not rap or hip-hop, but most kinds.
  3. Baseball. It’s the only professional sport I follow. My favorite teams are the Chicago White Sox and the Atlanta Braves.
  4. Computers. I’ve worked with computers most of my adult life, and now I play with them.
  5. Business Travel. Mostly through experience, not all of it good.

Five Things I Know Nothing About

  1. Most Olympic sports. I’m really not interested in them. I do like figure skating, but that’s just to watch.
  2. Mountain climbing. Never done, have no desire to start now.
  3. Automobiles. I know how they’re supposed to work, but nothing about how to fix them when they don’t work like they’re supposed to. I was looking at cars once, and the salesman raised the hood and went into great detail about what was under it, and only stopped when I said, “That’s the engine, right?” I know enough to call AAA.
  4. Dancing. I’m like a crippled elephant. Mary and I once took a class at church, and after the second lesson the instructor, who’s a friend of ours, gave our money back.
  5. Basic Home Repair. When we bought the house, Mary made two rules: no paint, and no power tools. I inherited my father’s ineptitude at home repair. Although I can surprise myself sometimes, the fact is, I have neither the inclination nor the patience for it. I call the pros and pay them whatever they ask for to have things done. Remember “insure domestic tranquility” from the preamble to the US Constitution? Letting the pros do it is how I do my part.

Five Things I Believe

  1. Everything happens for a reason.
  2. Better over the hill than under it.
  3. God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy.
  4. In the land of the blind, the one-eyed are kings.
  5. We all have a story inside of us, and if people knew what it was, they’d be horrified.

Here’s Billy Currington with “People Are Crazy.” It’s where #3 comes from.

I’d be interested to hear how you’d fill in these blanks. Leave me a comment or link back from your blog.

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Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Testing Some New Functionality

So, I got the spreadsheet together (sorry I deleted the one that was on Google Drive), and brought it up to date. It was a lot of typing and cut-and-pasting, and that’s a drag, and I just knew that, if I had to update it manually after each post, I wouldn’t do it. Naturally, I turned to my go-to helper, IFTTT.

Long story short, I need to test my applet (they used to be formulas) and had to write a post to test it. Which is what this is…

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Heard At Church This Past Weekend #1LinerWeds

If it ain’t hurtin’, it ain’t workin’!

Saturday evening Mass at our parish brings out a lot of us who are on canes and walkers, it seems. We were getting ready to leave on Saturday and a guy we kind of know walked past us on a cane and said, “Man, getting old sucks.”

“Yeah, but it beats the alternative,” I said.

“You’re right,” he said. “I don’t even mind the pain anymore. Way I see it, if it ain’t hurtin’, it ain’t workin’!”

Thus we have today’s one-liner. It’s a good thing to remember. The stroke taught me the value of life, and never to take anything (your life, your health, etc.) for granted. Happy Thanksgiving!


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Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Two for Tuesday: Sarah Vaughan


I’ve told the story before, about seeing Sarah Vaughan with the Count Basie Orchestra on Valentine’s Day 1978, when Mary and I were a very young married couple (just over two weeks at that point). There were two men seated across from us at a long table right in front, one of whom was very excited to see Ms. Vaughan, and when she came out the guy practically jumped on the stage to say hello to her. By the end of the evening, we understood why. She had a magnificent voice (music critic Scott Yanow said it was one of the most wonderous voices of the 20th Century), and didn’t just sing the songs, she made you feel them.

She was the first to record the jazz standard “Tenderly,” and it unexpectedly became a hit for her in 1947.

Maybe because I remember it so clearly from that night, I always associate her with Errol Garner’s “Misty.” This recording from 1958 features her with the Quincy Jones Orchestra.

Sarah Vaughan, your Two for Tuesday, November 22, 2016.

Incidentally, this is post #1500. Thanks for hanging in there with me all this time.

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BATTLE OF THE BANDS: “Happy Days Are Here Again” Results


Once again, thank you to Alana, who hosts the blog Ramblin’ with AM, for suggesting this would make a good Battle of the Bands, then allowing me to actually turn it into this battle. The song, of course, was “Happy Days Are Here Again,” and the contestants were Ben Selvin and The Crooners and Mitch Miller and his gang.

This was quite a horse race, with each contestant ahead at one point or another. Here are the results.

Ben Selvin and The Crooners: 9
Mitch Miller: 8

Birgit and Alana both said that Ben Selvin’s version conveyed the sense they were singing the song hoping that it would come true. Kind of like “Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas,” which is anything but a merry little song. Kip said he voted for Mitch Miller because there were actually vocals in that one. I can understand the confusion: as with many songs done in that era, it begins with a lengthy instrumental, in this case a minute and twenty seconds, leaving one to wonder when they’re going to give the singers a chance.

I like both versions of this, the old-timey sound of Ben Selvin and the full chorus of the Mitch Miller Singers, and in the latter case, it’s fun thinking of Mitch Miller directing the chorus as they sing.


Congratulations to Ben Selvin, and kudos to Mitch Miller for making this a close one. Our next battle will be a week from Thursday, so be sure to join us then!

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Monday, November 21, 2016

I Am Thankful For… (Monday’s Music Moves Me)

So our prompt this week is “I am thankful for (blank),” where the blank is any ONE artist, solo or band. And that’s a real tough one, because there are so many artists I’m thankful for. But maybe the one that modern music owes a lot to is the incredible Gypsy guitarist, Jean Baptiste “Django” Reinhardt, the Manouche guitarist who influenced so many others, from B. B. King to Chet Atkins and by association all the musicians ever influenced by them. Much of Django’s music was made with his group, The Quintette de Hot Club du France, that also included Stephane Grappelli, violinist extraordinaire.

What makes so much of Django’s guitar playing so amazing is that his left hand, the one that covers the frets and allows a guitarist to play the notes and chords, was badly injured in a caravan fire when he was young, fusing the ring and pinky fingers. He taught himself to play with the remaining two fingers and his thumb, adapting to his condition and creating a technique that was hard to match. I’ve shared this video a number of times here, but it shows clearly how he managed to play so well with his handicap. Here is “J’Attendrai.”

This is “Minor Swing,” the theme song for the Quintette. Or so I’ve heard.

“The Sheik of Araby”

“Swing 42”

Finally, “Nuages,” probably his best-known composition.

Years ago, I had heard that all of his music was out of print, and none was to be had anywhere. With the advent of compact disks, somehow all that great music was found. There is a ton of Django’s music out on YouTube, and if you’ve liked this sample, there’s plenty more where that came from.

I’m thankful for Django Reinhardt, Gypsy guitarist supreme. That’s Monday’s Music Moves Me for November 21, 2016.

Monday’s Music Moves Me is sponsored by X-Mas Dolly, Callie, and Stacy, so be sure and visit them, where you can also find the Linky for the other participants.


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Sunday, November 20, 2016

The Christ The King Week That Was

This edition of The Week That Was is sponsored by Columbia House. Now on VHS: The Collector’s edition of Star Trek, the original series!

VHS is all but dead now, as are offers like this one. I don’t know whether the appropriate response is tears or “Good riddance!”

The Week That Was

2016 is rapidly drawing to a close. This Thursday is Thanksgiving in the US, followed by Black Friday (the day department stores finally make it into the black, i.e. turn a profit), Small Business Saturday, The First Sunday of Advent, and Cyber Monday. Before you know it, it’ll be 2017 and time to start thinking about the A to Z Challenge.

A2Z-BADGE [2016]
Won’t be long now!

Anyway, off to this week’s summary…

This week ended up being a freebie, and it coincided with the passing of Leon Russell, one of the great names in rock and blues, so my post was a tribute to him. Mark, who I’ve known since high school, said he learned a lot about playing rock keyboards from him. Mark was already good before hearing Leon, so you can imagine now. He also remarked that it shows no one lasts forever, even though, at 19, they seem indestructible. Fortunately, Leon left a great legacy of music, but it’s still been a bad year, not just losing him, but also Glen Frey, David Bowie, Dan Hicks, and too many more to count. Maybe my theme for Two for Tuesday next year should be music from all the musicians we lost this year…


This week I did a repeat of my Astrud Gilberto twofer from a year ago. I had too many more things on my plate to write a new one, and the lovely Ms. Gilberto was worthy of a repeat, anyway. Arlee said he’s been in love with her voice since first hearing “The Girl From Ipanema” when he was in junior high. She not only sings, she looks good doing it, too.


I’ll announce the winner of my latest Battle of the Bands, “Happy Days Are Here Again,” this Tuesday, so if you haven’t already done so, now would be a good time to vote. The contestants are Ben Selvin and His Crooners and Mitch Miller and his singers. On the former, listen past the first half of the video; the Crooners make an appearance then. As with a lot of older recordings, the band plays the first half and the singers pick up at the end. I haven’t paused to count just yet, but it looks pretty close so far.


I took my one-liner from a news story about a pair of twins who were born either side of 2 AM on November 6, the end of Daylight Saving Time, so although Samuel was born first, Ronan appears to be older. Dan wanted to know if Ronan would get all the privileges of the first born, even though he wasn’t. I hope they work something out before it becomes a problem. Wendy thinks common sense should have prevailed, and I reminded her that Daylight Saving Time is a creation of the government, meaning common sense doesn’t enter into it.

I chose “rust” as my prompt and discussed how rusty I am at technical things since I haven’t had to think about them in a couple of years, and of course had to get into a lengthy discussion of what the problem was and how I thought I needed to fix it. I tried again the next day, and lo and behold, everything worked great. And, as of last night, I built a spreadsheet with the post information, which you can see here. It’s complete through Monday. Admittedly, the post got into MEGO (My Eyes Glaze Over) territory, and Uncle Jack said he would go back to reading the obituaries in the Chicago Tribune. That prompted a story, which you can see in my reply to his comment. Dan, however, loves stories like this, and said he’d do such a project by sending himself an email every time it posted. There are a lot of different ways to do it; I’ve been using IFTTT to file them in Evernote and also append them to a text file in Dropbox. Janet said that, while she didn’t understand all the “mumbo jumbo,” it has inspired her to start keeping track of her posts. Believe me, it’s worth it.

It was a twofer Friday Five, meaning I came up with ten songs that were named for cities. You’re all doing a good job with coming up with more, so keep it up and I’ll feature your choices this Friday.


Linda’s prompt was “yes,” so I talked about my tendency to say “yes” when I mean “no.” It seems to be a common problem. JoAnna liked the flash card idea. Seriously, it works. You might also make little signs and put them up all over the house, e.g. on your bedroom mirror, the mirror in the bathroom, across from and above the toilet, on the refrigerator door… Anywhere you’re sure to see it. The same works with affirmations, but I’m sure you already knew that. Janie said saying “no” was the best thing she ever learned.

I know I left a lot of comments out in this week’s summary. I did that in an effort to shorten this post. Please know I appreciate your taking the time to drop by and leave comments. They make my day.

Barring any sudden developments, Wednesday’s post will be #1500. I have nothing special planned. All the regular features this week, and who knows what else. Thanks for reading!

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