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Wake Up, Maggie

04/12/202604/12/2026 Maggie

Everyone knows the song Maggie May. When your name is featured in a song, it seems to follow you around forever. Such is the case with this one.

Why am I thinking about that song, you might ask. I was intrigued by the Spotify playlist of the Artemis II wake-up songs. There were some cool songs, but not the songs I would choose to be in my own personal Spotify wake-up playlist (of course I am not an astronaut, either).

(List of songs just in case you cannot see the Spotify Playlist – Sleepyhead, Green Light, In a Daydream, pink Pony Club, Working Class Heroes, Good Morning, Tokyo Drifting, Under Pressure, Lonesome Drifter, Run to the Water)

So… what better task to wile away the hours of a hot Sunday afternoon than to make your own wake-up playlist. What songs would you choose. You can leave your selections in the comments or make your own post and link back to this here. Either way, I’d love to see what you choose.

This is a good starting point for a few songs I am considering for my own playlist. Maggie May leads the pack of course.

(Just in case you cannot see the playlist – Maggie May, Morning has Broken, Angel of the Morning, Rock this Joint, I had too much to Dream, Let Me In, Running Down a Dream, Dream On, Dreams, Blinded by the Light)

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SoCS – Bookmarks

04/11/2026 Maggie

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “bookmark.” Use as a noun, use it as a verb, use it way you’d like. Have fun!

Do you remember back in the day when airlines printed actual thick boarding passes? The attendant would tear off the perforated edge and return it to you so you could prove your assigned seat if asked.

Those little slips of thin card stock were important at least until the flight was complete. Since I often flew in and out of small airports, it seemed my flights often stopped at larger airports to onboard passengers.

”Passengers, if you plan to disembark, please place the occupied placard in your seat and take your boarding pass with you. You cannot reboard the plane without it.”

At the end of the flight, the boarding pass had served its purpose and could be discarded. Unless you were my husband.

At the time, he traveled a lot for business. He was also a voracious reader. Every boarding pass made an ideal bookmark. Of course he did not save all of them, but he kept several on hand. They were the ideal size and weight to mark his place in a book without damaging the book. Months and occasionally years later he could look at the dates and airport codes and recall the details of the trip.

Now boarding passes are predominately electronic and many of the books he reads are on Kindle. I asked what he uses for a bookmark these days – business cards. Similar weight and function without the luggage and delays.

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The Last Time

04/10/2026 Maggie

Happy Friday everyone!

A conversation with a friend reminded me that as we age we slowly just stop doing certain things. Not intentionally, but influenced by age ability, or even access. I was thinking about this and thought I would pose the questions here.

My knee replacement and other maladies have slowed me down for sure and lack of access has also be a factor. Anything you would add to the list?

When was the last time you:

Rode a bike
Spun a hula hoop around your waist
Rode a roller coaster or a Ferris wheel
Went swimming in a lake, pond, or ocean
Ran a mile or ran at all
Played tennis
Rode on or.drove a motorcycle
Went camping and slept in a tent
Flew a kite
Ate a candied/caramel apple or cotton candy/candy floss

Now reflect on all the things you still do and enjoy the ride!

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In Retrospect – Tranquil Thursday #20

04/09/202604/08/2026 Maggie

A black and white photo of a solitary boat on a lake

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“You can’t plow a straight line while looking over your shoulder.”
— My Grandfather

This wisdom came from my grandfather who was not keen on dwelling on the past. Being a farmer, he found each day demanding, and the idea of spending much (if any) time looking back must have seemed a frivolous waste of time.

Some of you may remember my grandfather was a teacher in the Philippines in the early 1920s. When asked, he did enjoy retelling those stories but I doubt he spent much time looking back with regret.

Meme with a quote If you’ve been with me for a while, you know I am fond of looking back on the good times, languishing in the memories, and recalling with fondness the people and experiences of an era gone by. That’s nostalgia. Occasionally when I drop into deeper depths outside of comforting boundaries, I do have some regrets but I try not to dwell in that space.

Looking back can be healthy or it can be a tenuous expedition we might not be fully equipped to undertake. I do get what my grandfather meant. He valued moving forward, aligning ourselves and not wallowing in regret. He believed in focusing on the tomorrow you can change and not the rigid past solidified in what has already transpired.

A few questions to consider:

Do you enjoy nostalgic reading or writing?
Do you have any regrets and if so, do you spend much time in reflection about them?
We know not all memories have an air of nostalgia. Do you think your heart and your mind insulate you from the less pleasant memories?