What's happening upstairs

I know I need to write something, it's been a few days. However, my mind is a complete blank this morning. Nothing-bad, good or even indifferent is rolling around up there, and now that I think about it, that's pretty off. Oh---there is a song ...

It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty delta day..

there is always a song. I used to try and remember what was the first one that popped into my head every morning. Today, I guess this one would have to be it.

I was out chopping cotton and my brother was baling hay...

It's Friday again, that's awesome. It has been a rough week, and I'm happy to have it nearly over. I am feeling better, well -- the issues with the medication are over, and I am back to the problems that made me take it in the first place.

And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat...

We have been so busy at work, I can't even get a minute to gather my thoughts. That's a good thing, I am aware, but I know there are things that I am not doing, or not doing on time. I haven't been able to even put a decent list together all week long, someone is always standing in front of my desk, needing something.

And Mama hollered out the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"..

It's time to begin the planning for the Ice Cream Store. We are usually open by now, but this year, it just didn't make sense. I am not positive yet, but I hope I have most of the details worked out, in my head at least. It will be a much-scaled down version of the usual season this year, I just don't have it in me to oversee any more than what I'm planning on.

And then she said "I got some news this mornin' from Choctaw Ridge"...

In fact, I am sort of wondering how I will be able to do even this. It is still listed for sale and it wouldn't hurt my feelings at all if it sold, today. Right this second. However, that's not likely and to try and sell an ice cream establishment in the summertime when it's closed is probably not the best way to do it. So, I will figure it out somehow.

"Today Billy Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"...

It's Good Friday, Easter is Sunday. I am having the whole family over for dinner, it's been forever since we have all been in the same place at the same time. In fact, I haven't even seen my youngest since my birthday - so I am looking forward to it.

And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas
"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
And Mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow
Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge
And now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge...

And see...this is why I am braindead. My head is full of stupid song lyrics, that I haven't heard in years, and yet I can still quote the whole thing.

And what was Billy Joe throwing off that bridge?

Happy Friday! :)