Yesterday Once More

On a whim, I thought I would look back and see if I had anything interesting to share for Fandango’s Flashback Friday. Well, little did I know that one of my all time favorite posts was written five years ago on this date!

I haven’t been writing much for a few year now other than Blogging from A to Z in April and NaNoWriMo in November and it has been eating away at me. I have no one to blame but myself. Because of my loooonnnng dry spell, the only folks who know me are the ones who were around back a few years ago. I really need to remedy that!!

Until I get writing, here’s a look into what Teen Kat was like- a bit of an odd duck, to say the least!

Dandelion Fuzz

“If you were offered a recording contract, what favourite song would you record and release into the singles charts?”

This is the question posed by Hugh in his post- 51 Weeks: 51 Songs From the Past: Week 38. 

In 1973 The Carpenters released “Yesterday Once More” on the B side of their Now and Then album. This song kicked off an oldies medley that included 8 cover songs from the 1960’s as part of an old time radio show. (This video is 19 minutes long- the entirety of that side. You can stop after the first song, or listen all the way through.)

2017 Kat will be stepping aside to make room for Teen Kat to step up to the microphone.



Hi! It’s me, (Teen) Kat here. I’m here to sing the song that is going to skyrocket my name into the top selling hit charts of the year……

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All Swim

Summer will end soon enough, and childhood will as well.”

george r. r. martin

When my kids were younger, this was the time of summer when it felt like we were hitting our summer stride. We always took our family vacation in June, the week after school let out. That left the rest of June through to the third week of August for swim lessons and summer fun.

I guess I should mention I’m not an outside water lover when it comes to hot sunny days. I’m paler than a white sheet and I burn way too easily. Placing me in a body of water with the sun’s reflection added in is a disaster for me. Mix in wearing glasses or even contacts and water really is not my friend. For years I couldn’t see without my glasses and I even managed to have contact issues.

I spent years sitting beside pools in various locations while my kids took swim lessons. Not being a strong swimmer myself, I was determined to give my kids the confidence in water that I lacked. My friends and I would sign our kids up for the same time slots so we could enjoy some “free” time together outside of park playdates. Over the years this progressed to day at the local water park with us moms sitting in the shallow end of the pool to keep cool while our kids spent hours splashing each other and climbing the ladder to stand in line forever before they could fly down the water slide. Being old enough to do this alone gave the moms freedom. I like to think we earned it!

And wouldn’t you know- those swim lessons paid off. My middle child, who couldn’t dive, joined the swim team in high school and was swimming varsity before junior year. They were team captain senior year. I had four more years of being poolside but this time cheering on the team with different mom friends.

My oldest son who works in EMS earned water rescue certification. In all honesty I try not to think about what this means. I watched one of his training sessions and it was sobering to envision him in a rescue mission underwater.

These days are spent more often than not with Beej and the pups running around the yard, through the small pool and him standing in the middle of the splash pad trying to encourage the dogs to join him.

I hate to break it to him but they seem to have more fun on their own.

Summer fun

Ragtag Daily Prompt- Swim

Please excuse my incredibly clunky writing. I’m rustier than I realized!

Happy Summer Day (if it’s summer in your neighborhood)!



Along Comes a Dragon

“It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near one.” –

J.R.R. Tolkien

It all began with the A to Z Challenge last month. Or actually a few days before it began. I’m a planner and somehow April snuck up on me. I was chagrined to realize the month was just days away when I’m the first to make snarky remarks when people are surprised when holidays just appear out of nowhere- you know- like Thanksgiving or Christmas or Easter…As far back as I can remember April has always followed March.

After scrambling and filling up more lists of possible posts for three different topics than I could ever use, I ended up choosing my Winnie the Pooh quotes. I put in the work, found the quotes, took the photos, made the notes, and wrote some of the posts. Knowing I had a major family event coming up in May, I felt confident that I could handle the A to Z challenge.

Enter the dragon.

It took many forms and although I might have predicted every single roadblock I encountered two weeks into the challenge, and being the overthinker over worrier that I am I could have formulated plans a, b and c….. what I could not anticipate was that my anxiety was not only going to rear its ugly little head, it was going to full-on take over. The prepared posts, or at least the notes, the grandson struggle, the parent struggle, the grown-up kids’ struggle, the event chaos, and the sick pup- it wasn’t just one of those things that did me in. It was all of them.

At times I was able to take a step back and look at each one individually. I could study it and determine if it was a “me” thing or a “them” thing. I was able to place it on a shelf and walk away. But those “me” things were a much bigger dragon to deal with. And when the “them” things snuck in as smaller slightly troublesome dragons, I couldn’t always swat them away. These are my people! I’m not able to sit back and do nothing when someone I love is having a difficult time.

I had to drop A to Z. There were bigger dragons to slay. And with time (which was only two or three weeks but felt like so much longer), most of those dragons figured themselves out. All except the pup.

Our sweet Ari has been dealing with medical issues for a few years now and as she gets older they are growing in number and difficult to treat. We have yet another vet visit coming up this week to see what’s next. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that this visit will be simple in nature, not yet another ailment to add to the growing list.

Unfortunately, this dragon was there and we knew it. There is little we can do but live through it.

I’ve actually never read any Tolkien but boy does that quote speak to me!

I hope all is well in your corner of the world!


A to Z Blogging Challenge · Family

N is for Nothing #AtoZChallenge

“What I like doing best is Nothing.”

“How do you do Nothing,” asked Pooh after he had wondered for a long time.

“Well, it’s when people call out at you just as you’re going off to do it, ‘What are you going to do, Christopher Robin?’ and you say, ‘Oh, Nothing,’ and then you go and do it. It means just going along, listening to all the things you can’t hear, and not bothering.”

“Oh!” said Pooh.“

-a.a. milne

I love those “nothing” times. Recently my sister and I were just wandering around, doing nothing. We ended up peeking into the windows of an empty house that was for sale. It was at dusk and the lighting was questionable enough that we were half convinced that we would find someone peering out the window at us!

We unknowingly picked the busiest time of the weekend to explore a popular local venue. We proceeded to crash no less than three different weddings, hitting one of them twice in our failed attempts to get out of the area. I’m still convinced we appear in photos of all the weddings- these two middle-aged women (wait-what? maybe I should just say women of undetermined age) wearing masks (face masks for safety- not Halloween or superhero masks) in casual dress meandering in the background of every photo.

When the sun had fully set, we found out just how dark night can be on a street with no lights. Being avid readers of thrillers, we joked about how we were prime pickings for a serial killer on our way back home.

This was a different nothing than my post previously about nothing when I am busy all the time with nothing to show for it. Both nothings are so important. Everything can’t be about something. Sometimes it just has to be what it is.

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Are you ready for the weekend? I sure am!