<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866</id><updated>2026-10-29T06:52:50.633-04:00</updated><category term="National Days"/><category term="Musings"/><category term="Recipes"/><category term="My Weird Dog"/><category term="National Weeks"/><category term="National Month"/><category term="Quarantine"/><category term="funny"/><category term="Retail Problems"/><category term="Karen Stories"/><category term="Purse"/><category term="Christmas"/><category term="Girl Scouts"/><category term="retail"/><category term="crafts"/><category term="Costumes"/><category term="Family"/><category term="Journal Prompts"/><category term="RAOK"/><category term="Vegan Diaries"/><title type='text'>A Scary Journey Inside My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2172</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-5680187593172884233</id><published>2026-09-23T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-09-23T08:00:00.118-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Weird Dog"/><title type='text'>The Post Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It has been brought to my attention that I might be obsessed with the post office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This all started with&lt;strike&gt; one of my many&lt;/strike&gt; my announcement that I was going to the post office. My family thinks I go all of the time. They wonder what I do there. Why do I have such a need to always visit the post office?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my defense, we had a P.O. Box set up when we moved here. I have tried to get rid if it but it seems &quot;someone&quot; is having a problem notifying companies of our current address. I get emails from the post office* letting me know there is mail. I even get a photo of the letters! Along with visiting the p.o. box I do enjoy sending out cards, letters and small packages to friends and family. I do sell things online that I need to ship. And, hey, it&#39;s only a few blocks from my house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Personally, I don&#39;t think that I am ALWAYS at the post office. I probably visit more than the average person. I live in a small town and the postal workers are quite friendly here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do have a confession to make. I&#39;ve always wanted to work at the post office for a day just to see the amount of mail that passes through and how it gets sorted. Long enough to see the operations but short enough so I don&#39;t go postal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other day I was rushing out the door. RT was asking me where I was going. I said, &quot;For a walk.&quot; When I came back home, I had to confess that I went to the post office. RT said that I am starting to hide my &lt;strike&gt;numerous&lt;/strike&gt; post office visits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I do need an intervention?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you like going to the post office?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How often do you go to the post office?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;OK, maybe I am a little attached to the postal system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5680187593172884233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/the-post-office.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/5680187593172884233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/5680187593172884233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/the-post-office.html' title='The Post Office'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-3814451738853595199</id><published>2026-09-21T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-09-28T15:16:45.314-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>Do you remember?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you remember&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The 21st night of September&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love was changing the minds of pretenders&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;While chasing the clouds away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;The song, &quot;September,&quot; by Earth, Wind and Fire has become a national anthem for September 21st. The song originally came out in November 1978. With a little boost from Tik Tok in 2025, you can find the song playing on various social media outlets, giving the song another spike in mainstream attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&quot;September,&quot; has no hidden meaning. The band says the date just sounded good when singing the song. Some people believe the song refers to the autumnal equinox. In 2019, Maurice White&#39;s wife, Marilyn, says she felt a personal attachment to the song because her son was due on September 21st. The &quot;Ba-dee-ya&quot; that you hear in the refrain? That was inspired by Brazilian scat singing style that the band loved to listen to and use as vocal placeholders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Whether it was a musical choice, a seasonal reference or a personal memory, it became a musical hit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;This is the one day where there are multiple texts sent between our family members asking, &quot;Do you remember?&quot; The song, &quot;September,&quot; is either played and/or sung throughout the day, leading into a big dance party at some point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Do you remember the 21st night of September?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Are you going to belt out the lyrics to &quot;September&quot; today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey, hey, hey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ba-dee-ya, say, do you remember?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ba-dee-ya, dancing in September&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ba-dee-ya, never was a cloudy day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3814451738853595199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/do-you-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/3814451738853595199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/3814451738853595199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/do-you-remember.html' title='Do you remember?'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-7483063164759314417</id><published>2026-09-18T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-09-22T11:28:10.458-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Weird Dog"/><title type='text'>Blue Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Growing up, my dad always wore blue pants. In fact, his work or personal &quot;uniform&quot; was blue pants with a white button down short sleeve shirt. Didn&#39;t matter what time of year, it was always the same every day. At work. At home. They weren&#39;t just an ordinary pair of blue pants, they were work pants.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dad&#39;s wardrobe consisted of multiple pairs of these pants and shirts. I guess it made getting ready in the morning easier when you wear the same thing. It also made it easy to find him because you know what he is wearing. I have yet to figure out if this was crazy or pure genius.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has been hard for me over the years to wear blue pants without thinking they look like work pants. For the longest time, I couldn&#39;t even let RT wear navy pants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning, as I was getting ready for work, I put on a pair of blue pants. Unknowingly, I grabbed a white t-shirt. When I went downstairs for breakfast I realized I looked like my dad. Well, more like I was dressed like him. RT complimented the pants choice and said, &quot;they look good.&quot; I tried to explain that all I see is my dad&#39;s clothing choices.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is there an article of clothing you don&#39;t wear because of childhood trauma?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7483063164759314417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/blue-pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/7483063164759314417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/7483063164759314417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/blue-pants.html' title='Blue Pants'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-1210476470270942973</id><published>2026-09-16T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-09-16T08:00:00.116-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Weird Dog"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was at our old house and picked some of my kale growing in the garden. I came home and made a soup using the kale. I immediately realized I have become my grandmother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My grandmother would visit us and pick grape leaves in our yard. She would then make dolmades (Greek stuffed grape leaves) for us using the leaves she picked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I start to wander onto other peoples property and do this, RT might have to reign me in a little or explain that it is hereditary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you pick random plants and make a meal out of them?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1210476470270942973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/was-at-our-old-house-and-picked-some-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/1210476470270942973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/1210476470270942973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/was-at-our-old-house-and-picked-some-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-5139681505823541239</id><published>2026-09-14T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-09-16T10:31:23.168-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>Naked Barbies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I must really want to bring the traffic with that title!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have mentioned in previous posts about my journey wading through my storage locker. Trying to go through the boxes and get rid of what we don&#39;t need. It&#39;s not the quantity of stuff, more like the quantity of memories the items hold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My recent unearthing was a Barbie box. Barbies, clothes, Kens, furniture, tiny shoes. As I am going through the box I realized that all of the Barbies are naked. I started thinking back to my child playing Barbies and recall the dolls were left naked. Was Barbie not digging the outfit she was wearing at the end if playtime? Does she feel more comfortable in the box when she is naked? Do the Barbies mind hanging out together when they are naked? Do we need to stage an intervention to get Barbie to start wearing clothes?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you play Barbies when you were young?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If yes, did you leave your Barbies naked?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5139681505823541239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/naked-barbies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/5139681505823541239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/5139681505823541239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/naked-barbies.html' title='Naked Barbies'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-8884301050106169590</id><published>2026-09-05T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-09-05T08:00:00.112-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journal Prompts"/><title type='text'>Weird Random Journal Prompts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Journaling can be a great way to write down all those random thoughts inside your head. It can be a great place to work life problems out on paper. Many websites give you some basic questions to ask yourself as you write. I thought I would help you along with your journaling with a few interesting prompts that you won&#39;t find anywhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let&#39;s get started:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you could be a stuffed animal, what would you pick and why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What song describes your life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you could use only one kitchen gadget for the rest of your life what would you choose and why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It&#39;s turn into your favorite emoji day. Which emoji are you and why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you could travel back in time and relive a conversation, which conversation would you rehash, with whom and what new direction would you take?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope these prompts help you out. Let me know in the comments.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8884301050106169590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/weird-random-journal-prompts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/8884301050106169590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/8884301050106169590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/09/weird-random-journal-prompts.html' title='Weird Random Journal Prompts'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-1953762741083589310</id><published>2026-08-28T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-08-28T08:00:00.185-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>Sign in to Pay Bills</title><content type='html'>Security online is a must these days. When you visit some websites, they ask that you create an account. Along with creating the account, you are asked to come up with a password. Suggestions are usually random: 1XyZ47#aBc7 . If you don&#39;t want to challenge your brain to remember some random number letter sequence, you can come up with your own password.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I signed into one of these accounts so I could pay our bill online. Please note. I signed in. That means I entered my login and password. I clicked on &quot;pay my bill&quot; and was asked for my password again and some random questions to make sure I am me.&amp;nbsp; I guess I could be posing as myself. Oh, yea, and those pick out all of the wheels in the photo questions. Somehow those never work for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started thinking about all of this security just so I could pay my bill and thought if someone really wants to pay my bills, let them! I won&#39;t get upset. In fact, they can pay all of my bills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you a random password person or do you like creating your own unique password?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long does it take you to forget your unique password?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1953762741083589310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/sign-in-to-pay-bills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/1953762741083589310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/1953762741083589310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/sign-in-to-pay-bills.html' title='Sign in to Pay Bills'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-6550072484411490660</id><published>2026-08-22T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-08-22T08:00:00.180-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>Shake Down at the Local Walmart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;We don&#39;t have a lot of shopping options in my small town. The big name stores we do have: Meijer, Walmart, Hobby Lobby and Marshalls. We just got the Marshalls about eight months ago. It was a real big deal for us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The local Walmart is on the small side and is definitely third world (it&#39;s a little shady). You usually can find what you need. If you can&#39;t find it, you probably don&#39;t need it. Or someone thinks you will be fine without it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I made a quick run to our &lt;strike&gt;shady&lt;/strike&gt; local Walmart. I had to pick up a few things. I made it through self checkout (I had a great cashier) and was heading for the exit. At this time, I am approached by &lt;strike&gt;security&lt;/strike&gt; the greeter asking to see my receipt for my white vinegar purchase. Maybe that&#39;s a high steal item around here? I don&#39;t know. I hand over the receipt and tell him it&#39;s the last item I scanned. There are probably five or six items on my receipt so it shouldn&#39;t be difficult to find the white vinegar. In the meantime, a friend of mine comes up to me and we start talking. I realize the &lt;strike&gt;sheriff&lt;/strike&gt; greeter is struggling to find my white vinegar. I go through my bags and show him all the items that I purchased (still while talking to my friend). My friend realizes the stressful situation and says goodbye. I finally take the receipt from the sheriff and point to the last item that says, &quot;Wht Vinegar&quot; (aka white vinegar). I&#39;m not sure if that registered with him, but he did give up on me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the sheriff was upset he wasn&#39;t able to bust me on my white vinegar. Let&#39;s be serious, if I&#39;m going to steal, which I&#39;m not, but if I was to steal, I don&#39;t think it would be a $3.00 gallon of white vinegar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Small town life. You gotta love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would you steal a gallon of white vinegar?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6550072484411490660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/shake-down-at-local-walmart.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/6550072484411490660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/6550072484411490660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/shake-down-at-local-walmart.html' title='Shake Down at the Local Walmart'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-6961287477401003933</id><published>2026-08-17T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-08-17T08:00:00.111-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>National Thrift Shop Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Hey, Mackelmore, Can we go thrift shopping?&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s National Thrift Shop Day so get ready to pop some tags!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;A thrift store, also known as a resale shop, consignment store or charity shop, can be found in most towns. Items are donated to the stores and the staff stocks the stores with these donations. By shopping at a thrift store you are able to save money and find some hidden treasures (like vintage and unusual clothing). For some it&#39;s not just about saving money, it&#39;s about the thrill of finding the unusual items. While thrifting helps the budget, it also prevents these items from ending up in a landfill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;How can you observe the day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;If you have items at home that are not being used, pack them up and bring them down to the donation center at your local thrift store. This is a great way to clean up your home and give your items a second life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Check out some new thrift stores in your area.&amp;nbsp; Bring a friend along and make a day of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;And, of course, playing, &quot;Thrift Shop,&quot; by Mackelmore is definitely a must today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t forget! You can post your treasures on social media using #ThriftShopDay&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;How will you participate today?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6961287477401003933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/national-thrift-shop-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/6961287477401003933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/6961287477401003933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/national-thrift-shop-day.html' title='National Thrift Shop Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-2741366927799160023</id><published>2026-08-16T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-08-16T08:00:00.116-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>National Tell a Joke Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Knock, knock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Who&#39;s there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Boo, who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t cry, baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Today is National Tell a Joke Day. A day to laugh, celebrate and have fun! Join in on the fun today by telling a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Here are a few more to get you in the joke telling mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;What is the smartest insect?&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;A spelling bee&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;How does the ocean say hi?&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;It waves.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Why did the teddy bear say no to dessert?&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;He was stuffed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Name a tree that you can hold in your hand.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;A palm tree&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Why do ducks have feathers on their butts?&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;To cover their butt quacks&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Tell me your favorite joke in the comments below!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and don&#39;t forget you can post to social media #TellAJokeDay&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2741366927799160023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/national-tell-joke-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/2741366927799160023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/2741366927799160023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/national-tell-joke-day.html' title='National Tell a Joke Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-1878371002795278095</id><published>2026-08-05T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-08-05T08:00:00.225-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>National Underwear Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today is National Underwear Day!&amp;nbsp; A day that is used to honor the most intimate piece of apparel that many of us wear.&amp;nbsp; Originally celebrated to focus on emphasizing positive body image to women, men willingly joined in on the movement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Underwear was originally meant to protect clothing from sweat stains.&amp;nbsp; Included on this celebration are corsets, bustiers, boxers, sports bras and briefs.&amp;nbsp; If you wear it under your clothes, then it is a garment to be proud of!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to celebrate today:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Clean out your underwear drawer.&amp;nbsp; Throw out anything you wouldn&#39;t want to be seen if you were in a car accident (Mom advice).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Purchase some new underwear.&amp;nbsp; I think underwear is the last thing people think about when they update their wardrobe.&amp;nbsp; When was the last time you bought yourself some new undies?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a movie night!&amp;nbsp; Put on, &quot;Risky Business&quot; and watch Tom Cruise dance in his underwear.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Read about the history of underwear in, &quot;Unmentionables: A Brief History of Underwear,&quot; by, Elaine Benson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are feeling bold and have the courage to wear them out publicly, you can have a friend take (tasteful) pictures of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, of course, you can always just parade around (inside) your home in your underwear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and don&#39;t forget to post it on social media using #NationalUnderwearDay*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How will you celebrate today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;*Be careful! I don&#39;t have bail money for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1878371002795278095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/national-underwear-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/1878371002795278095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/1878371002795278095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/national-underwear-day.html' title='National Underwear Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-5710611624977771623</id><published>2026-08-03T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-08-03T14:50:45.153-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>National Grab Some Nuts Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just trying to get some new traffic to the blog....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Believe it or not, this is an actual &quot;holiday,&quot; celebrating the health benefits of nuts.&amp;nbsp; Toss them into salads or oatmeal, add them to your baked goods or just grab a handful for a healthy snack.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few things I learned along the way:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almonds and cashews are not nuts.&amp;nbsp; The almond is considered a stone fruit and the cashew is a seed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuts are a great source of plant based protein, fiber, antioxidants, and vitamins and minerals (such as vitamin E, selenium and copper).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to observe #NationalGrabSomeNutsDay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grab a handful of your favorite nuts to snack on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fire up the oven and add some nuts to your baked sweet treats&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toss some into your salad or a stir fry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don&#39;t forget to post about it on social media.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;*I&#39;m trusting you on this one.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m not bailing you out of jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5710611624977771623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/national-grab-some-nuts-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/5710611624977771623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/5710611624977771623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/08/national-grab-some-nuts-day.html' title='National Grab Some Nuts Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-5014676650778327111</id><published>2026-07-31T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-07-31T11:16:12.885-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>Get Rid of Your Shi#</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Recently I posted about give something away day, a day set aside to share a little of yourself and all of your life extras hanging around your home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally got a hold of the book, &quot;Nobody Wants your Sh*t: The art of decluttering before you die.&quot; I&#39;m always up for a decluttering, organizing, minimalist book, article or podcast. This one sounded like it had a humorous side. After clearing out both my parents and my in-laws house I don&#39;t want to leave too much stuff for my children to wade through after we die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is a book out there about Swedish Death Cleaning. Basically, decluttering your house by getting rid of stuff so it&#39;s not a burden to your loved ones. It will also make your life and home easier for you to manage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we moved (the big move out of state) I got rid of a lot of stuff. I was accused of not being sentimental. Just for the record, I do keep a few things that mean something to me, but I&#39;m not going to keep EVERYTHING I have accumulated during my entire life time (can you imagine?). I feel some items come into your life (either by purchase or inheritance) and are not all meant to be kept forever. I realized after that big move, I should have let go of more stuff. Luckily (or unluckily) I moved again within a year and a half of that big move and I now had another home full of stuff to make disappear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are down to the last of the boxes and some really hard decisions need to be made (tossing stuff). You have the non-sentimental person in one corner and the sentimental person in another corner. I&#39;m not sure if this is going to work. Prayers for my marriage are being accepted at this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you gone through the process of a death cleaning?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5014676650778327111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/07/get-rid-of-your-shi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/5014676650778327111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/5014676650778327111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/07/get-rid-of-your-shi.html' title='Get Rid of Your Shi#'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-7886435892706714897</id><published>2026-07-15T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-07-15T08:00:00.109-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>National Give Something Away Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy National Give Something Away Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most of us have more than we need to live. Today gives us an opportunity to give back and share some of our bounties. Giving benefits both parties. It helps put much needed services and goods within reach of those who need it while the giver gets the good feelings, while also teaching us gratitude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unsure what you can give?&amp;nbsp; Words can be a gift. Showing empathy, encouragement and compassion to someone in time of need may make us feel vulnerable but it empowers those we offer it to as well. You can share your time by volunteering. Of course, items like clothing, money and food are needed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to observe the holiday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How about starting the day by buying the person behind you a cup of coffee or tea?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Clean out your closet or garage and make a donation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Donate to a local food pantry or one of the many little reading libraries&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Volunteer your time or skills&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make gift baskets for the shelters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Start a fundraiser for your favorite charity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Help your neighbors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can share on social media using #GiveSomethingAwayDay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;RT is focusing his time and energy on raising awareness of human trafficking. He plans on climbing Mt. Elbert, the highest mountain in Colorado and is trying to raise $14,440. That&#39;s $1 for every foot of the mountain. That sounds like a lot of work and a lot of money, but every dollar goes to helping the survivors of human trafficking. $1 goes a long way. To donate, please visit givebutter.com/climbingforfreedom&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What will you give away today?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7886435892706714897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/07/national-give-something-away-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/7886435892706714897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/7886435892706714897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/07/national-give-something-away-day.html' title='National Give Something Away Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-4899934739516113644</id><published>2026-07-14T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-07-14T08:00:00.113-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>National Nude Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hey everyone, it&#39;s National Nude Day!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don&#39;t have any clean clothes to wear today? Well, there&#39;s no need to do the laundry today because it&#39;s National Nude Day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy an air bath. Apparently, Benjamin Franklin was known to take air baths by an open window, allowing the fresh air to drift around his birthday suit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nudist groups around the world celebrate this holiday and take it quite seriously. National Nude Day is in the middle of summer for a good reason. No one wants to walk around outside in the northern parts of the world in the middle of January.&amp;nbsp; Brr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wearing sunblock during outdoor activities today is advisable. Watch out for poison oak, ivy and sumac.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you do participate today, make sure you are at home or a nudist colony. I&#39;m not bailing anyone out of jail. Oh, and don&#39;t forget to use sunscreen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would also caution on what you post to social media, but feel free to use #NationalNudeDay when posting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now get out there and have some fun!&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4899934739516113644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/07/national-nude-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/4899934739516113644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/4899934739516113644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/07/national-nude-day.html' title='National Nude Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-7378181855068661407</id><published>2026-07-08T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-07-08T08:00:00.124-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>Jury Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have posted quite a bit here about jury duty. Especially how I seem to get called to serve more than the average citizen. I moved to another state and immediately received a jury summons. I sent in the questionnaire and was called a few months later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here we are, six months post serving on a jury and I receive another summons. I must have out performed as a juror and they really want me back. I am thinking that this might be my next career. Maybe they can give me a raise?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I forgot to mention that RT received a summons/questionnaire at the same time of my first summons and has yet to be called. I would like to know how he has avoided jury duty all of these years. His advice to me was to not show up. Apparently, that is what he did the first time he was called for jury duty. I told him I can&#39;t do that because it says that if you don&#39;t show up for jury duty they will find and arrest you. And with my luck, they will find me and throw me in jail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many times have you been called for jury duty?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many times have you served on a jury?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7378181855068661407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/07/jury-duty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/7378181855068661407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/7378181855068661407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/07/jury-duty.html' title='Jury Duty'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-3930964216370604161</id><published>2026-06-22T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-06-22T08:00:00.113-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>National Kissing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Pucker up, RT! Today is National Kissing Day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The earliest references to kissing trace back to India in 1500 BC. The historians state the texts describe &quot;kissing&quot; as the act of rubbing and pressing noses together.&amp;nbsp; Today, kissing is a form of communication. We use it to show love or as a greeting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interesting bits about kissing:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You burn 26 calories during a one minute kiss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;278 is the number of bacteria colonies that are exchanged during a kiss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The average person spends about 2 weeks of their life kissing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;79 is the number of guys the average woman kisses before marrying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1923 is when the term, &quot;French kiss&quot; came into use in America&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You use 34 facial muscles to kiss someone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lipstick print of Mick Jagger&#39;s lips sold for $1600&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to celebrate the day?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How about kissing the person you love?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can tell all on social media using the hashtag #NationalKissingDay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now to go find RT...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who will you kiss today?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3930964216370604161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/national-kissing-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/3930964216370604161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/3930964216370604161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/national-kissing-day.html' title='National Kissing Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-6849071015390471176</id><published>2026-06-20T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-06-20T08:00:00.113-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>Haircut </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I went in for a much needed haircut in my small town. I just wanted to say thank you for your prayers. I did not get the crazy covid stylist this time and my haircut, and overall experience was a huge success.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6849071015390471176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/6849071015390471176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/6849071015390471176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/haircut.html' title='Haircut '/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-7727330218810126687</id><published>2026-06-18T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-06-18T08:00:00.115-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>Shower Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;On Saturdays I meet up with some friends for some friendly conversation and watercolor painting. We meet locally, one of the buildings here has a common area between stores. They have plenty of tables and some games out for customers to use.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one Saturday, in the middle of my painting time, I receive a call from the child. She is in a panic and is talking a mile a minute. There are tears, a few screams and some pleas. My friend could hear some of the &lt;strike&gt;screams&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;crying&lt;/strike&gt; conversation. I immediately switched gears and put my mediator hat on and proceed to calmly talk her off the ledge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story goes...The child went to take a shower. While in the shower, she turns and notices a house centipede (long bug with lots of legs) on the shower curtain. Apparently, she jumped out of the shower, screaming. The bug is huge (she sent me a photo and yes, it&#39;s still on my phone - scary!). In my calm voice, I tell her she is a lot bigger than the bug and she can kill it. I wait for her to find something to kill the bug. She tries to waterboard it and finds that it is too big to go down the drain. And, yes, I tell her to grab some tissue, pick him up and toss him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once all is done and we are calming down I say, &quot;Would you like to say a few words? I mean, he (the bug) didn&#39;t know he was big, ugly and scary. He probably has a family. Maybe we can say a few words to remember him.&quot; Between tears I get, &quot;He&#39;s cute. I&#39;m sad that I had to kill him. I&#39;m sorry! I&#39;m so much bigger than him. I feel sad.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story isn&#39;t just about the bug and the fear. It&#39;s much bigger. It&#39;s about being faced with a problem (a bug, in this situation) and how you can handle it. Sometimes you can use a calming voice from the outside and a little encouragement. In the end, you find that you are able to handle all that comes your way. You also prove that you are fearless and brave. And, you also just saved your mom from said bug. (EEK!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7727330218810126687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/shower-bug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/7727330218810126687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/7727330218810126687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/shower-bug.html' title='Shower Bug'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-3452629436674025398</id><published>2026-06-15T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-06-15T08:00:00.111-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have you ever listened to a song and a memory comes to mind? Or maybe the song starts playing and a person, place or event comes to mind? I have a few songs that make the cut on these memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The song, &quot;Rio&quot; by Duran Duran brings back memories of a dance routine my friend and I did to get extra credit in PE class in high school. It involved a lot of dancing, laughing and almost getting my head knocked off. We got to listen and dance to our favorite band at school plus we got full credit. A win-win for us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There&#39;s the song, &quot;Unforgettable,&quot; by Natalie Cole and Nat King Cole that I danced to with my dad at my wedding. My dad isn&#39;t much of a dancer so all I remember is him talking about how cute my nieces were walking down the aisle as flower girls. I also got to hear him say the classic line to me, during the dance, &quot;Boy, this is a real long song!&quot; It cracks me up because every time I hear that song, I think of that line.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I thought of this prompt, the song, &quot;Rocket Man&quot; by Elton John was playing at work. That&#39;s the song that I would play in the car after I gave Pippen CBD to calm him down before we went on a road trip. I pictured his mind, worries and anxiety jetting off into space.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What songs bring back memories for you?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3452629436674025398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/3452629436674025398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/3452629436674025398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-2854767872290001628</id><published>2026-06-10T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-06-10T08:00:00.115-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>National Iced Tea Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&quot;One minute you&#39;re defending the whole galaxy, and then suddenly you are sucking down Darjeeling Tea with Marie Antoinette and her little sister.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Buzz Lightyear&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tea has been around for a long time. Iced tea didn&#39;t win America over until the St. Louis World&#39;s Fair in 1904. It happened to be a very hot day in St. Louis and Richard Blechynden, a tea plantation owner, started selling chilled tea drinks as a nice cold refreshment. And, as they say, the rest is history.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Benefits of drinking tea (hot or iced):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A great and tasty way to boost your antioxidants&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Healthy substitute for soda&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;How to celebrate the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Drink it like a Southerner. Steep some sweet tea, park yourself on the front porch and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Host an iced tea party. Serve up some tea with little tea cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Brew up a unique blend of iced tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t forget to use #NationalIcedTeaDay on your social media posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m thinking of having a white blueberry iced tea today. What tea will you make and drink today?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2854767872290001628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/national-iced-tea-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/2854767872290001628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/2854767872290001628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/national-iced-tea-day.html' title='National Iced Tea Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-315772393120416114</id><published>2026-06-08T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-06-11T11:06:09.540-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>The Covid Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When you think of Covid you think of Covid-19, the year 2020, Pandemic, Lockdown and Quarantine. Something that happened six years ago. Seems like a lifetime ago, doesn&#39;t it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to get my haircut recently in my small town. &quot;Small town,&quot; that&#39;s important. I have a tendency to wait a little too long between haircuts (4-6 months?) and my hair gets a little too long. It&#39;s at the point where it&#39;s overgrown and has no style to it. I asked the stylist if she had any suggestions for my hair. I knew I really needed a cut and it would look better, but I was trying to be friendly and start a conversation. I figured, why not get a few tips, have a conversation and make the time pass as she cuts my hair, right? Such was not the case.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The conversation started out friendly. She mentioned the dryness can be anything to do with age or even the weather (it was a rough winter). The stylist told me that her mother-in-law asked about dry hair and her hair falling out. &quot;I told her that she&#39;s old, and that&#39;s what happens when you age. I told her it could be the weather because it&#39;s winter. but then I got real with her. I told her it&#39;s because she took the Covid shot and that her hair will never be the same again. The covid shot messes with your follicles.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was hoping for some tips, instead I got a rant about her mother-in-law and the &quot;effects of the covid vaccine,&quot; according to this hair stylist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn&#39;t know what to say. I was just trying to make some a little small talk to make the time go by quickly. I didn&#39;t want to discuss Covid or the effects of Covid / Covid Vaccine, especially when she has a pair of sharp scissors in her hands and is cutting my hair. I was hoping for a good haircut with some friendly conversation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What did I do? I let her rant about Covid. She then asked what shampoo I use on my hair. I told her and she immediately tells me that (the one I use) has sulfates and is like putting floor cleaner on my hair.* She then decided that I needed to buy the shampoo that they sell. I said I would think about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&#39;m happy to report that I survived the ordeal and actually got a good haircut. This happened a few months ago and I am due for another haircut. I&#39;m asking for patience and prayers at this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever experienced a strange conversation while getting your hair cut?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*The shampoo that I use is all natural and does not have sulfates, parabens, etc. I do my research on the products that I use.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/315772393120416114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/the-covid-haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/315772393120416114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/315772393120416114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/the-covid-haircut.html' title='The Covid Haircut'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-2316634678757422337</id><published>2026-06-03T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-06-03T08:00:00.226-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>Repeat Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&quot;Pete and Repeat were in a boat, Pete fell out, who was left?&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is Repeat Day! Today is Repeat Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A day set aside to repeat an activity or adventure you already experienced. Maybe it&#39;s another visit to a spa, a trip to a favorite winery or reservations at your favorite restaurant. Repeating something can be wonderful, especially if it&#39;s an activity we love.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to celebrate the day:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make a reservation - at your favorite restaurant or spa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Repeat a donation to your favorite charity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Repeat a favorite workout or hike&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make and eat your favorite meal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch a favorite movie. Maybe Groundhog day?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don&#39;t forget to tag on social media #RepeatDay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What fun activity do you have planned for today?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2316634678757422337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/repeat-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/2316634678757422337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/2316634678757422337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/repeat-day.html' title='Repeat Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-6959801860479502661</id><published>2026-06-01T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-06-01T08:00:00.119-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="National Days"/><title type='text'>National Dare Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&quot;Truth, Dare, Double Dare, Promise or Repeat?&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is National Dare Day! Today gives you the perfect opportunity to break out of your comfort zone and do something different. Maybe you are a person of routine? this gives you the perfect excuse to try something new. Dare to be different!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;Montserrat, sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #33244a; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;I had a difficult time finding the origin of this day, but it might be along the lines of that childhood game Truth or Dare. Challenging another person to perform a difficult task and having the courage to perform said task. This is not a day for bullying someone into doing something, it&#39;s to have fun while doing some daring (fun, safe and legal) activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;Montserrat, sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #33244a; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;How to celebrate Dare Day:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;Montserrat, sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #33244a; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;Play Truth or Dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;Montserrat, sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #33244a; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;Do something challenging. Bungee jumping, surf boarding, kayaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;Montserrat, sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #33244a; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;Dare your friends to go on an adventure. A hike? Climb a mountain or sand dune? Go skiing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Some fun dares:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;perform a rap song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;write a poem or limerick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;learn a new dance (or go dancing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;kiss someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t forget to tag your posts on social media #DareDay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #33244a;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;What will you do today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6959801860479502661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/national-dare-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/6959801860479502661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/6959801860479502661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/06/national-dare-day.html' title='National Dare Day'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458256135862355866.post-539539843844784666</id><published>2026-05-26T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-05-26T08:00:00.114-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musings"/><title type='text'>Doctor availability in a small beach town</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;I never thought about medical care in a small town. We moved to a small beach town and my thoughts were all on the location. Close to the beach and the cute downtown area. My last thoughts were, &quot;Will I be able to find a doctor in the area?&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My first incident was with frozen shoulder, which happened to occur right before my trip to Europe. How convenient. I was asked for my current doctor, which happens to be the one in the town I just moved from. I made a mental note that I should find a doctor here in the area. I did a little research when I returned from my trip. I noticed that there isn&#39;t a huge selection of doctors here. Most of the doctors are, &quot;not accepting new patients.&quot; I gave up on my search, hoping I could just stay healthy and not need any medical help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few months later I developed an ingrown toenail. Unfortunately, I ignored the problem for awhile thinking it must be one of my weird foot pains. I eventually looked at it and started to treat it. A foot soak. One foot soak to be exact. That should make it better, right? We have a lot going on at the moment and its quite easy for me to ignore the pain and keep moving. It all came to a head the Friday before a holiday weekend. I tried to get in to a foot specialist. It turns out that they decided to take the Friday before the holiday off but will call me to schedule an appointment, possibly for the next week or two. Do I wait till the following week or try to see someone now? What if my toe falls off before I make it in to the appointment? I decided to take the plunge and see someone at another facility. I found out that it was a swollen nail bed. Easily treatable and no vanishing toe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember my grandparents visiting the doctor regularly. It seemed like they were going every week. I guess as we age we encounter more and more &quot;weird&quot; health issues which have us making a little trip to the doctor&#39;s office.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you noticed an increase in weird medical issues (aches, pains, stiff neck, skin condition, etc.) as you age?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/539539843844784666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/05/doctor-availability-in-small-beach-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/539539843844784666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5458256135862355866/posts/default/539539843844784666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scary-journey.blogspot.com/2026/05/doctor-availability-in-small-beach-town.html' title='Doctor availability in a small beach town'/><author><name>Fontaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08052350712138529165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhe5LfWjBt9Zpv6kHpSVhT3znz5EaMzAI_G3UjldnaDE8s2hbee23PxK-wMkwmM03GhzSl-u0SzaSt1I8aNBakuMD89b3Ubw3YBeaBFMq9HW50oFKBcoXLJvjzuAG_wo/s220/feb2012+008.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>