Conversation – 35

Getting our glow back one step at a time…
Setting boundaries and saying no to what drains you…feeling good about your choices, taking care of your soul and saving your energy for things that bring you joy and light…❄️ that’s self love and that’s getting us so back!

Good Morning Peeps and welcome to the HSN Community. 🎈😎
Enjoy what you do and stay safe out there.

NATIONAL CREATE A VACUUM DAY

National Create A Vacuum Day on February 4th explores spaces void of matter. On this day, we are challenged to create one.

A vacuum is created when the pressure inside a space is lower than the pressure outside the area.

It’s difficult in a world full of minuscule particles of matter to create a space that has absolutely no matter. However, we create partial or simple vacuums at home. One of the easiest ways is using a syringe. By plugging up the open end and pulling back on the plunger, the space inside will be mostly free of matter. There will always be microscopic particles remaining, though.

NATIONAL THANK A MAIL CARRIER DAY

National Thank A Mail Carrier Day (also known as Thank a Mailman Day) on February 4th reminds us that someone makes sure the mail gets through 6 days a week 52 weeks a year. The day reminds us just how important mail carriers are to our daily lives. Take time out of your day to thank the mail carrier responsible for delivering your mail.

NATIONAL GIRLS & WOMEN IN SPORTS DAY

Around the country, National Girls and Women in Sports Day is recognized by schools, organizations, and teams during the first week of February.

Athletics play an important role in girls’ lives. Besides helping to establish a routine for a healthy, active lifestyle, sports build confidence, leadership skills, and the ability to work with a team.

NATIONAL SWEATER DAY

If you’re feeling a little cold today and need an extra layer, look no further. February 4th is National Sweater Day! Today we are honoring one of the most appreciated garments of the winter months and raising awareness about climate change.

NATIONAL HOMEMADE SOUP DAY

February 4th heats up with National Homemade Soup Day. In every cuisine, soup provides a rich basis of flavor and history.

Sheba, Thanks for the TN information. Wonder if they have generators in the garage or buy one to help in the interim. Lets hope the electricity goes on soon. The thought of passing because of it is awful.

35! is an achievement and I enjoy the visual beauty of your posts.

I’ve been enjoying JK today. Hubs was working on cars and tires and things like that so I took a walk in the neighborhood. Hubs says when I run out it may encourage critters to chase, but they were far enough away that it wasn’t a concern.

Don McLean Lyrics
“American Pie”

A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they’d be happy for a while

But February made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn’t take one more step

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

So bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey ‘n rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him
‘Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

I started singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey ‘n rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone
But that’s not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lennin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died

We were singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey ‘n rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the halftime air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

‘Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey ‘n rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
‘Cause fire is the devil’s only friend

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in
Could break that Satan’s spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey ‘n rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play

And in the streets, the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

And they were singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey ‘n rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die

They were singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey ‘n rye
And singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

@shoelady60,

Good Evening I forgot the Super Bowl will be on Sunday. Well our guys are not playing but
I will watch all of it. 😎May the best team win.

I can’t wait for the Olympics I love it. 💕😎

Hey very sad about Savannah Guthrie’s mom being missing. I have never heard of
anything like this. This is awful.

Here enjoy a nice hot toddy and stay warm. 💕 I am going to jump in the shower
and take a nice Perlier Honey Shower and all the creams that go with it. 💕😎

All the animals are fed I am so happy to see every one of them.

Sweet Dreams and rest for both you and hubby. 💕