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Friday:) Elvis Has Left the Shelvis

9 Jan

“If Elvis was alive today, he would be 83 years old. He’d be ALL SHOOK UP if he had to sing with a face mask to his HOUND DOG wearing his BLUE SUED SHOES.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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Today is Elvis’ birthday, and he would have been 83 years old. Like most talented performers who died too early, he will be missed. If Elvis was around today, he’d be in the senior category, getting his Covid 19 vaccine and wearing his face mask. In honor of “The King,” Elvis on the Shelvis has left the building… until next Christmas.

Note: Even Elvis is wearing his face mask and social distancing.

In honor of “The King,” I’m wearing my new hat and toasting to Elvis on this crazy Covid Black Russian Friday.

Cheers, Salud…

Friday:) Fixin’ This and That, and Mixin’ It Up With Elvis on the Shelvis

5 Dec

“ Elvis on the Shelvis is back for a repeat holiday performance this year. I’m all shook up.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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Friday already? I went for a flu shot this afternoon. I’ve only gotten one flu shot in my life about five or six years ago. I figured this year is not a good year to take my chances.

When I drove over to the Baylor pharmacy just a mile away, I noticed my low tire symbol on my car was still glowing red at me. It started the other day when it got cold. Silly me, I thought it would go away. No such luck.

So, I came home, got out the old handy Black and Decker air pump thingamajigy and the long extension cord. I even knew to check the inside of my car door for the recommended air pressure number. PSI in fancy dancy automotive lingo. I used the gauge to check the pressure. Man, each tire was pretty low, only in the 20’s. One tire didn’t even have the valve cap thingy. I remember buying some back ups a few years ago. I found it hidden at the bottom of the messy middle console storage. I had to take a bunch of stuff out to find it. Needless to say, I cleaned that up and organized it and threw out a lot of stuff. Why I have eight pairs of sunglasses, I don’t know. I did find a $20 bill. Woo hoo!

I plugged in the air pressure machine and proceeded to fill the tires. The old machine is pretty slow and makes a big racket. Then, my elderly neighbor Elke walked over and asked in her thick German accent, “You know how to do dat yourself?” She was impressed. I was detained by a long one sided neighborly conversation. About an hour to fill four tires. (Mostly distractions)

Later, I was looking for an electric power strip for my outdoor Christmas lights,p. When I looked in a mysterious buried bin, I found Joe’s old Elvis telephone. Last year I was in Chicago for Christmas and I used Joe’s holiday Elvis doll for the Shelvis at his house, but I didn’t think I had one here in Texas. It was Joe’s from a long time ago. I hope he doesn’t want it back. Yay! Now, I can keep up the tradition of Elvis on the Shelvis here at my house.

Since it’s Friday, Elvis is on the bar Shelvis .

Happy Black Russian Friday, my friends. Happy Black Russian Friday Elvis.

Friday:) From Sunrise to Sunset and More

21 Nov

Each time I see a beautiful sunset or sunrise, I have to pinch myself because I can’t believe that I’m awake and not dreaming.

– Anthony T. Hincks

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Friday’s are such fun days for me. I normally don’t get up early, but I offered to pick up my little furry friend, Bella and keep her for a few days while Mr. Mike is out of town. The upside is, I got to see the sunrise and morning sun. It was a beautiful day.

We took several walks during the day and enjoyed the perfect weather.

Sunset is my favorite time to walk and catch the amazing color show in the sky.

The time flew by and I hadn’t eaten all day. I was lucky that my good friend Jerry had given me a self rising supreme stuffed frozen pizza. I added a little spinach because I love spinach. Oh man… very yummy with a spinach salad on the side. Thank you, Jerry.

Now, I’m all nestled and snug on the couch, watching hokey Hallmark movies and enjoying my Black Russian Friday.

Cheers, my friends.

Friday:) Black Russian Karaoke Friday

24 Oct

Sometimes we should express our gratitude for the small and simple things like the scent of the rain, the taste of your favorite food, or the sound of a loved one’s voice.

~Joseph B. Wirthlin

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My week is all discombobulated. Without my regular routine, I’m all mixed up. I need routine, stability, schedules… I need a drink, is what I need. (Thank goodness it’s Friday.) I don’t do change well. This Covid stuff has me going crazy. Wednesday became Thursday, and Thursday I wrote a throwback Thursday memory, and today I’m singing karaoke instead of yesterday. Tomorrow, I’ll wake up and I will not know what day it is. Ah, but if that’s the least of my worries.

I was still awake when the rain and storm blew in between 2 and 3 a.m. I rejoiced at the sound of the pelting rain, we needed the rain. Plus, my sprinklers are all messed up, so I haven’t been watering like I should. Thanks up there.

So, today I’m singing my Quarantined Karaoke Black Russian Friday.

“”Rainy Days and Mondays.”

Ah, now for my famous Black Russian Friday… Cheers, my friends!

Friday Photos:) From My Walk, Following My Heart ❤️

5 Sep

“Sometimes I arrive just when God’s ready to have somone click the shutter.”

~Amstel Adams

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I love my daily walks, and even though I pass the same streets, houses, trees, and waive to neighbors and strangers, every day is a new adventure. I like to think of it as following my heart. Hearts always cross my path, too.

Sunset is my favorite time of day, and “Sometimes I arrive just when God’s ready to have somone click the shutter.”

Well, it’s Friday again…. Happy Black Russian Friday, my friends.

Friday:) Black Russian Friday Song

8 Aug

“If you can’t find a song to fit your theme, make one up yourself.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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Not much exciting going on here today. But, it’s Friday and you know what that means? Yep! Black Russian Friday. In an effort to be creative, I decided to compose a song for the occasion. OK, I stole the music from Henry Mancini and lyric ideas from Johnny Mercer. (MOON RIVER PARODY) But, I did think of the idea and sang it myself, and well before I started drinking. Just sayin’.

BLACK RUSSIAN

Black Russian, how you make me smile

I’m sipping you in style, today.

Oh drink maker, and cocktail shaker

Whatever you’re mixin’, I’m goin’ your way.

Two liquors, here inside my glass

You’ll knock me on my…( fill in the blank) just see

We’re after the same tasty blend, waiting round the bend,

My Russian cocktail friend, Black Russian, and me.

CHEERS, MY FRIENDS?

Friday Night Flights of Fancy

1 Aug

“Flying starts from the ground. The more grounded you are, the higher you fly.”

― J.R. Rim

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My days are filled with friendship, family and gratitude, and my Friday night always ends with a yummy chocolate ice cream Black Russian. This isolation and pandemic nightmare keeps us apart, but we have technology to keep us connected.

The early afternoon was a little cooler today, after a refreshing late night rain, so I went for a lovely walk around the pond. This beautiful bird was floating around the edge, I think it’s a crane? It made me think how lucky he is to fly and have that freedom.

LET YOUR HEART TAKE WING

A bird in flight, both day and night

What freedom that must bring.

To soar above, to fall in love

And let your heart take wing.

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis ( I just made this up on the spot. Pretty cool, huh?) I love impromptu poetry. How about you? I could write about a shoe. (Rhyme time- and I haven’t even started drinking yet. I’m just silly)

My day was so exciting that I took a nap in the early evening. Not that I was tired, I was just bored and it was hot and muggy. (Now, I’ll be up all night.)

But, it’s Friday night and time for my traditional Black Russian Friday.

Cheers, my friends.

Friday From My Quarantined Kitchen

23 May

“Show me a clean perfectly tidy kitchen, and I’ll show you a boring empty home.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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My kitchen is not only where I cook, but it’s where I dance, and sing, and bake and dream. And, because my small kitchen is open and visible to the family room’s TV, occasionally I wash dishes during commercials. I call it commercial cleaning.

I’m sure that most people know that the kitchen is the heart of the home, so if the kitchen is too tidy all the time, there’s something wrong there.

I was admiring all my memorabilia around my kitchen today. I proudly display my Mother’s Day gifts from the grandchildren.

Belle drew me a beautiful picture with sparkle paint. I told her that I saw a grandma holding a baby and she said, “NO! It’s a dragon!” Oops, my mistake. (Do you see the mother and child? Maybe you see the dragon.)

My fridge has a wonderful display of family photos and special memories.

My windows are flanked and counters filled with artwork and gifts from friends and family that must be showcased and displayed. These things make me smile every day.

There are dishes in the sink, dirty pots and pans still on the stove, oops, and an empty wine glass, but how blessed am I!

Happy Quarantined Black Russian Friday, my friends.

PS. The store was out of my chocolate almond milk. Had to make my own.

Cheers!

Friday:) Fourth Day of Elvis on the Shelvis and More

14 Dec

“You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within life, no matter how slight.”

― Elizabeth Gilbert

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Day 4~ ELVIS ON THE SHELVIS

It’s Friday night date night with Barbie on the Shelvis, too.

It was a nice sunny day here in Elgin. My sister and I went for a morning walk, and were bundled up enough to enjoy the trek. I continued a solo walk after she put in her time. I walked the neighborhood for a couple of miles. I even ran into Shaun, the mailman, who said, “Hey, if I knew you were out walking this long, you could have helped me deliver all this mail.”

The squirrels were out in full force today. I guess they we’re gathering nuts for the winter, so I had to be careful not to be captured by a band of bold renegade squirrels. I’ve been called a nut on more than one occasion.

My sister and I went to Walmart in the afternoon to pick up a few last minute things. I NEEDED chocolate almond milk and ice cream for Black Russian Friday. We roamed around the store for nearly an hour, and picked up a bunch of things, and we were in the long checkout line when I realized, “No chocolate almond milk. No ice cream. That’s what we came for!” I ran, literally, all the way to the other end of the store to the dairy section. Got ’em!

Happy Black Russian Friday, my friends.

Friday:) A Feather, Fall Weather, and A Black Russian

13 Oct

~”Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”

~F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Fall has fluttered in like a fluffy feather, heavy with raindrops. The steamy summer heat has slithered away, but the constant rain has put a gloomy damper on these October days.

I always smile when I find a feather along my way. Perhaps a message from an angel. “Feathers appear when angels are near.”

Such a dreary day. A good day for a movie, Olive Garden soup and salad, a misty walk in the rain and my traditional Friday night Black Russian.

Ah, Friday at last.

Happy Friday, my friends.