Frankie sang, “Luck be a lady,” and he’s right. Luck IS a lady. And the woman is a bitch.

nude woman sitting cross-legged in sunlight, wearing shamrock knee socks

Yesterday was my birthday.

If all had gone to plan, I’d have boarded a plane in the morning and then boarded a ship in the afternoon and been on my merry way toward the tropics for two and a half weeks.

All has not — obviously — gone to plan.

Because, coronapocalypse.

So while I recognize that I have a lot of good things in my life and I appreciate the fact that I’m healthy and financially stable enough to weather this Shut Down The World shit storm…

I’m also not particularly happy with Lady Luck.

She’s a fucking bitch.

And I am never EVER inviting her to my birthday party again. 😛

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A to Z Blogging Challenge 2020 — with a THEME, for once! (And oh, the irony.)

So my first venture into April alphabetical blogging happened in 2018, and honestly it came with a few lessons about community and expectations, but overall the actual writing bits were something I really enjoyed.

Then in 2019, I tweaked my approach (as well as my expectations) and posted a randomized infotainment-focused month of alphabetical bloggy-ness. Which worked well in terms of both the writing and the reading (as per my readers’ feedback) experience. And at the end of the 2019 challenge, I said to myself, Self (I often talk to myself thus), next year you should have a THEME.

And so here we are.

Not only am I going to have a theme this year, but I’m going to tell you what it IS.

Right now. Today.

(Because to actually do the entire A-to-Z challenge, this bit is part of it.) (And this may well be the only time I have it together enough to even *have* this theme-y bit, let alone tell you about it.)

And wouldn’t you know it? My theme…

…which was decided WAY before the coronapocalypse…

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Absurdities

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At a time when I am working double but earning half, when the non-refundable trip I’ve planned for and paid for is growing closer by the hour alongside the looming uncertainty of whether or not we’ll actually be able to go, when the introduction of something completely unforeseen and outside my own control has thrown a monkey wrench in the the works where life and livelihood are concerned…

absurd Whatsapp exchange about tasting penguins and other monkey business

…I’m damned glad I have friends who GET IT. And who ‘get’ me.

Absurdity.

It’s what’s for dinner.

(And in all seriousness: Ridiculous humor sustains me in a way nothing else does.)

Birds of a Feather

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Seriously…

This is US.

The whole yahtzee thing, the boobies, the song… My God, the SONG. “Steppin’ for your puffin muffin…”

If you’re in a long term relationship (and still like each other), I suspect you may relate.

(Or at least: LAUGH.)

(I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one watching this and thinking, “Damn but my husband would make one helluva stud puffin.”)

Enjoy!