I may put my left shoe on first and you may put your right one on first...I may eat and write right handed, you may eat and write with your left... I put my left leg in my panty hose first, you may put your right one in first...

I may post something here concerning the voices in my head that speak to me..You may take it as meaning something directly to you..

I am no different than you...My heart beats, my blood runs ...I don't wake up feeling wonderful everyday, do you?? I get upset at times knowing I can't share these feelings I have with a live voice...I also get upset when I do care to jot down my feelings here, for some reason, some people think it it totally about them...

Would seem that those of you that read my blog or comments anywhere would know I have no problem pointing out and bringing attention to said person...IF there is said person... I don't always feel like ha ha ing.... Is there a blog law against that??

Ha! TGIF!!

Who's Your Daddy???

Wednesdays...

Wednesdays were deemed, 'Spank Your Monkey' day, long before I came into the loop..If by chance your un-aware of what, Spanking Your Monkey' means...Read this book or, Ask Lilly! Spank it, Spank it good!!

BLATHER, BLATHER, BLATHER....

LET'S BLATHER!!!

SLOW DANCE..

I wanted to put this on my other blog but blogger is still actin up and I can't post there...grrrrrr.. Anyhow, this has a strong message for all of us..
Have you ever watched kids on a merry- go- round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever watched a butterfly's erratic flight? Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down. Don't dance so fast...Time is short, the music won't last..
Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask, how are you, do you hear the reply?
When the day is done do you lie in your bed.. With the next hundred chores running through your head??
You'd better slow down, don't dance so fast...Time is short, the music won't last...
When you run so fast, to get somewhere..You miss half the fun, of getting there...
When you worry and hurry through your day, it's like an unopened gift, thrown away..
Life is not a race..Do take it slower...Hear the music, before the song is over...

Pancakes

Six -year-old Brandon decided one Saturday morning to fix his parents pancakes He found a big bowl and spoon, pulled a chair to the counter, opened the cupboard and pulled out the heavy flour canister, spilling it on the floor....
He scooped some of the flour into the bowl with his hands, mixed in most of a cup of milk and added some sugar, leaving a floury trail on the floor which by now had a few tracks left by his kitten...
Brandon was covered with flour and getting frustrated. He wanted this to be something very good for Mom and Dad, but it was getting very bad.
He didn't know what to do next, whether to put it all into the oven or on the stove and he didn't know how the stove worked!. Suddenly he saw his kitten licking from the bowl of mix and reached to push her away, knocking the egg carton to the floor. Frantically he tried to clean up this monumental mess but slipped on the eggs, getting his pajamas white and sticky....
And just then he saw Dad standing at the door. Big crocodile tears welled up in Brandon's eyes. All he'd wanted to do was something good, but he'd made a terrible mess. He was sure a scolding was coming, maybe even a spanking. But his father just watched him....
Then, walking through the mess, he picked up his crying son, hugged him and loved him, getting his own pajamas white and sticky in the process!...
That's how God deals with us.. We try to do something good in life, but it turns into a mess. Our marriage gets all sticky or we insult a friend, or we can't stand our job, or our health goes sour...
Sometimes we just stand there in tears because we can't think of anything else to do. That's when God picks us up and loves us and forgives us, even though some of our mess gets all over Him.
But just because we might mess up, we can't stop trying to "make pancakes" for God or for others. Sooner or later we'll get it right, and then they'll be glad we tried...I was thinking. and I wondered if I had any wounds needing to be healed, friendships that need rekindling or three words needing to be said, sometimes, "I love you" can heal &bless! Remind every one of your friends that you love them. Even if you think they don't love back, you would be amazed at what those three little words, a smile, and a reminder like this can do.
Just in case I haven't told ya'll lately... I LOVE YA!!!
Never stop "making pancakes."

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Damnit Day!

Some odd (VERY ODD!) four or so years ago, I wandered into a chatroom on a Friday night called, " The Tennessee Madhouse"...I was not only introduced to Friday's being Damnit Day, I was also introduced to muh Sistah, Lilly... Happy Damnit Day Ya'll...Make the most of it!!

Fortune Cookie

A buddy and I had Chinese food for lunch Monday... Can you imagine, THIS was in my fortune cookie!?? The next one will prolly say, " For Five Minutes"...

My Pinky...

This is my dedication and post to the newest member of our 'circle'...Pinky...She came whistleing through our blogs, bringing her witt and wisdom with her..
Bob, Serenity, Lilly, AYE, Yvonne and I have especially enjoyed her visiting our places...(Well, Yvonne WOULD if she had one)..Lol..Pinky brings lots of fun and smiles with her..

Pinky, I would love to take full credit for this but, I can't...After many hours yesterday of wonderful instruction from
Serenity, she had to put the finishing touches on this..I am brand new to psp and with her kind,understanding instructions, I have learned alot....I have alot more to learn but she certainly has shown me most of what I know...Anyhow, my first attempt at this is dedicated to you,
Pinky.. I hope you like it...xoxo

My bus will be leaving soon for , THE CHURCH OF WHAT'S HAPPENING NOW..

HELP ME DR. LILLY....

Wrong Sauce...

Perhaps I drank the wrong sauce...Think I got hold of a bottle of this instead of a bottle of 'BUD'...