Monday Random: love and hate list

It’s time for a little transparency:

I hate:

  1. people being mean, especially to the defenseless
  2. reading ‘teh’ for the
  3. your instead of ‘you’re’
  4. ‘bitch’ becoming part of the vernacular
  5. judging and dismissing based on the body or face
  6. milk
  7. beets
  8. honey
  9. hot, humid days
  10. socks with holes

I love:

  1. humble people who listen
  2. words
  3. music
  4. poets- crazy, strange, and wonderful people
  5. chocolate
  6. coffee
  7. every vegetable and fruit except beets. I eye artichokes and okra warily
  8. pasta
  9. Bill Murray
  10. cool, rainy days

I wish:

  • I spent more time listening when my kids were kids
  • there were less 1-strike-you’re-out people and more listeners
  • spring followed autumn
  • you weren’t so far away, you know who you are
  • the wrong people would leave me be and the right people would see how time is slipping away
  • honey didn’t taste so bad because I seem to be the only one in the world that hates it
  • Kurt Cobain and Robin Williams didn’t give up
  • we could sell laughter for currency
  • Orson Welles lived now, still making films
  • no one was hungry

A song about love and hate:

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Monday Random – grumpy edition


  • When you write 28 tweets on the same topic in less than an hour, it seems like you are on the wrong medium
  • Twitter doesn’t work well for rants. Unless you are a haiku master.
  • Rantku, is that a thing?
  • Don’t steal it now, I might use that!
  • If a doughnut or bear claw is acceptable in the morning, then I can dip a chocolate chip cookie in my coffee
  • Don’t judge me
  • You say you want to be friends, but you balk at any real conversation beyond lol and milf
  • That was a subtweet subnote
  • I know, I know, not a real word
  • A little gratefulness is important every day. Thank you for this coffee. It is so good and black

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Monday Random: The war on junk food or How I learned to stop worrying and love kale

  • The trick in healing your liver with vegetables seems to be one of two things: Either hide the vegetables under and within other foods you like, or  b. find more veg that you like and embrace those, and leave off the rest.
  • After all it’s not a prison sentence, the idea is to feel good
  • Door b. is best for me because I like almost all veg, but it gets more complicated with Mr. Street. Still, we have found an accord. He has informed me of the following: He doesn’t eat (ever) eggplant or kale, and b. if I am going to hide kale in something, don’t tell him about it
  • Ignorance is bliss?
  • His shirts from last summer fit better. Next day he said, ‘you could probably put more kale in my smoothies’
  • He loves beets, which I can’t even handle a bite of, so we are a perfect match if you go with the opposites attract theory

But that’s not what I wanted to talk about. I wanna talk about kale-

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Monday Random: potpourri

  • I’m using this Monday as a do-over from last week. Last week sucked balls. And you know I never use that language. But seriously. Sucked. Donkey. Ba…..well you know
  • In all fairness much of the crappiness of last week was my own fault so I’m done complaining. But that felt good and circumvented hours of whining to the husband which would start off another bad week and we don’t want that, do we
  • Question: what do you do to calm and soothe yourself? You’ve got your yoga and eating the ice cream from the container with a spoon approaches. But do you do anything quirky for your decompression time?
  • For me it’s very bad Lifetime movies or if it’s really horrible, Hallmark Christmas films. Even when it’s not Christmas
  • The first Christmas without the kids I watched Christmas with the Kranks fifteen times. True story
  • Nah, didn’t really help until I ate the ice cream as well
  • Complaining really isn’t healthy and passes bad juju around. Sorry about that. I think I won’t delete it though. Transparency is very trendy and I don’t want to come off as perfect because that would be worse
  • I’m learning to make pepper steak tonight. Hubby says it won’t work because I bought the wrong beef, but he’ll eat those words. It will be delicious and that will show him
  • When I used to cook it for a family I worked for as a domestic, I always put slices of tomatoes in it at the end. But none of the the recipes I’ve found use tomatoes. Do you put toms in yours?
  • Enjoy this new wave 80’s song to start off the week sad and sweet, and hey, don’t eat all the ice cream, have some kale as well

Have a great Monday!

You know what, how about one more hit from the 80’s. It’s like a big hug


Monday Random

This is an old fashioned Monday Random in its purest form – a stream of consciousness – thoughts with no theme. Yesterday required a lot of talking. Today – everything I want to say is lined up in my mind like bullet points. So let’s get to it.

  • There is something to be said for pizza suppers with only two plates and two glasses to wash after I’ve left them overnight
  • Not paper plates because I don’t like to use many disposables
  • We are going on a trip this summer we cannot afford
  • To save money we are eating eggs at 2/3 meals and found this is a very easy way to cut down on grocery costs
  • Salsa is a great ingredient for putting tomatoes and onions in the eggs when I am out of produce
  • Plus you can’t get a good tomato in May
  • My mother’s day became very special with an unexpected phone call and I am utterly grateful
  • For someone writing with brevity I am using a shit-ton of adverbs
  • I’m really grateful and happy for yesterday
  • I promised I would spend nothing on myself last week then bought a book of poetry
  • It’s a disease
  • I learned something this week about negotiating conflict
  • Explaining well is no guarantee someone will agree with me
  • I can live with them not agreeing with me
  • Talking things out is less important for convincing someone of my side and more important for learning to listen and seeing what they have to say
  • It seems you can sell some very bad poetry when you include a photo of a bare ass

Have a great Monday, and I will try and do the same !


Monday random: refrigerator soup

  • I am cleaning out my refrigerator and making soup. I find it cathartic to get a shiny clean fridge at the end and a pot of fresh, comforting soup
  • First I braise a chicken. My mother taught me how to use all of the chicken, no waste. Herbs, salt, pepper, garlic cloves, a carrot and a stalk of celery, plus water to not quite cover.
  • Once it’s in the oven I can get back to the fridge and gather up the aging, flaccid vegetables that won’t get eaten otherwise,  but will look and taste brilliant in the soup
  • I wash and trim them, and it’s kind of how I feel about my life the last few weeks. I’ve been lost in thought and meditation, trying to take thoughts of death in the spring, and clean them up into something more healthy and fresh, that still has life in it.
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Monday Random: Words

  • Words matter, and to me they matter probably more than people which is wrong- I know it’s wrong, so I’m working on that. I do feel guilty for saying that.
  • Words get propers from me because they kept me going between the ages of 10-20, and now they are saving my life.  I have to be grateful for that.
  • I was in the best, coolest conversation this weekend and I interrupted at an important juncture, taking the steam out of a good story I was hearing. I still feel badly about it. I would like to say something now to the storyteller and apologize, but that’s weird. I recognize it’s weird to agonize about it now. But I do want to be a better listener-
  • I used to be a self-proclaimed grammar nazi, but I saw it hurt others and realized it is not important that I be the Wonder Woman of words. I guess it comes with age.
  • Isn’t it funny how age brings both patience and impatience? I can be so grumpy about things, you know the things, those situations that make me want to say, ‘I am too old for this shit!’ But I am also more patient and serene about things I was so passionate about before.
  • I sometimes correct spelling and grammar in an e-mail before I reply to it.
  • I do feel bad about that
  • I still have an issue with your vs. you’re. I won’t say anything, but it causes me internal pain.
  • Does anyone else cringe when they hear ta-day instead of to-day? Probably fussy of me. It is most likely a regional thing, like here in the Midwest U.S. they often say, ‘ I want to go with-‘.
  • My mother loved words as well. Her favourite word she said was onomatopoeia  and second was Artaxerxes
  • I had to look up onomatopoeia. Twice.
  • Some of my favourite words are mellifluous, ineffable, nefarious, pluviophile, serendipity, deluge, fester, iridescent, orifice, chocolate, and coffee. Too many to list-

What are your favourite words? Do you correct grammar in others? Have a great Monday! Don’t let it get you down- Tuesday is coming!

  • p.s. Do you ever get annoyed at people who use too many exclamation points?!
  • Are you silently correcting my punctuation in my post?

Monday random: Health


  • That should look very refreshing and delicious, if it did not have beets in it. I really thought they could hide in a smoothie. I believed the man and countless women on YouTube touting beets’ ability to detoxify the blood. I tried. I really tried. But that is the only vegetable that I don’t like. It tastes like dirt. This drink, this marvelous, healthy drink tastes like dirt and berries. Might as well drink it straight. There is no hiding.
  • It reminded me of the time my mother tried to hide liver in meatballs. I do like liver now, though. But it isn’t something you can hide. It is not subtle.
  • It is the first day of spring and I feel so terrific to know that even though Chicago may very well snow again, and again, it is the tail end of winter and that’s so sweet. It was 50 degrees Fahrenheit today, which is not usually barefoot weather for me but I did go barefoot anyway. I just had to. Felt good to both feet and sole. Soul.


  • Yep, I have big feet. I try not to complain about that which I have no control over. I  gained a half size from the first child, and another full size from the second.
  • I could live without okra and artichokes also, but I can eat them if that is what I am given.
  • We’ve had some kind of respiratory cold or flu for over 2 weeks Yesterday we got outside finally and went to a park. It wasn’t the big outing I had envisioned, but it was soothing and calm and once more, soul-healing.
  • I am really discouraged about something I have stayed close-lipped about, for good reason. It feels insurmountable. I find that when I open my heart up and my eyes and look around, everyone has something. Being kind is worth it. We don’t do it for ourselves but it does come back, doesn’t it? Met a nice lady this week in a tight spot. Somehow she turned things around and helped me instead. I’m grateful.
  • Writing like mad and cleaning out closets. I held onto several things I have not touched in 10 years. That’s a good clue where to start on spring cleaning.

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Monday Random: winter


When Chekhov saw the long winter, he saw a winter bleak and dark and bereft of hope. Yet we know that winter is just another step in the cycle of life. But standing here among the people of Punxsutawney and basking in the warmth of their hearths and hearts, I couldn’t imagine a better fate than a long and lustrous winter.

-Phil, Groundhog Day

  • One of my grown children has announced she might never return or at least live full-time again with four intense seasons like Chicago has. I think she meant winter.
  • It is clear that one’s tolerance or intolerance of winter is directly related to age of the car and ability to pay for good tires and repairs.
  • My body is confused about how to feel with yet another bout of warm weather in February. There is this ominous- how far is this climate change going to go- vs. hot damn it’s 65F, let’s go play!
  • Once a year I experience a walk through the first big snow. Can be very romantic – palpable -the crisp, clean feeling- the snow in my hair. Not being a ski-er or skater it loses it’s charm once I am driving.
  • If given the chance to move on,  would I leave four seasons for year-’round warm weather? I’m not  sure. I think winter makes spring that much sweeter.


Monday random-grumpy edition

  • No blog posts about menstrual periods. Yes it is part of real life. No I do not want to talk about it. Call it old age. Call it gross. Call it private. Just no.
  • Haiku is more than just 17 random syllables. Look it up. It is a discipline, not one I can lay claim to. I’ve dabbled a bit. But I’m no master. I’m not even good enough to be a novice.
  • My random thoughts are a bit grumpy. It’s not you, it’s me.
  • I am not fussy about brand names. But I like Heinz ketchup. You can count on it always being good. Hunts is a close second. The ones I don’t care for are too clove-y
  • Did you know that the United States is not the largest consumer of ketchup and that the product originated from a sauce in China? Back then it was not tomato-y because tomatoes were believed to be poisonous.
  • We have learned that people have different ways of learning and from and at various levels of understanding. For these purposes I believe it’s great to re-write Shakespeare or at least annotate it and include the original text. But this talk about totally dumb-ing it down makes me queasy. Don’t do it! Please! They are not just a bunch of random archaic words. They were placed there in an order and a cadence.
  • Barry Manilow is a talented songwriter and has always been underestimated. Even if you don’t care for that kind of music, you must admit the lyrics are stellar. Look up the story behind When October Goes. It started out as an unfinished song by Johnny Mercer. Just lovely.
  • I love fruitcake and no one sent me one this past holiday season. Send me all your fruitcakes left from Christmas. I have a p.o. box set up for that very purpose.