Don't Hurry...Be Happy

It all started so early this year...as if miraculously timed to pick up as soon as the electoral college closed for  another four years.  Not a moment's peace to heal the battered senses. Sleigh bells rang...I could hear 'um, and something deep inside me whispered..."Hide"

Lord have mercy, please tell me when did the Christmas Season, and yes,  I am using the C word; when did this beautiful season of peace and promise, turn into such organized and commercial chaos? 

I am surrounded by paper; bombarded daily with shiny catalogs and inserts, battered by seductive commercials for fragrances and fancy underwear and pretty much overwhelmed by the multitude of "holiday savings" available to me. 

I swear to the Lord herself,  I would rather pay you full price any day of the week than be caught up in a mob of grabby-crabby butt-heads tryin' to use last year's coupon for this years stuff.

Truth be told, it all just makes me want to shut down...put my wreath on the door...my candle in the window and stick cloves in oranges until January 2. But I won't.

I'm gonna save my own Christmas.

I'm not gonna bother yours...you do just as you like, but I think Buck and I will take walks just like always and I'll take pictures along the way.  We'll get through this, there are lessons out there and I expect to find them with humor and joy. 

The greatest gift you can give us is to come on over for a drink and stay for soup.  It's the givin' season, but all I want is your company...and your laughter....your "presence".

So take back your season...do it your way...and don't let all this other foolishness get you down. 

I'll be postin' Polaroids  along the way.

Word: To quote the poet: Three Dog Night

Joy to the World

Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea

Joy to you and me

Take it...and leave it

I tend to wrap up what I have to offer in lots of different ways; talk, ideas, plans. Thing is sometimes...there are just no takers and sometimes...you can't give a Hoot.

Thank you Lurlenistas!

Just a quick shout out to all my sweet friends who seem to enjoy "the voices I hear in my head"  both from the  

Book of Lurlene:  General wisdom that your Momma shoulda taught ya; and 

Wise-crackin with Mean Lurlene. (Inspired by the funny and talented Art Parts Clip Art by Ron and Joe, (www.ronandjoe.com) and yes I paid for it!)  

Putting these together has given me such joy, but not half as much as sharin' them with you and knowin' you get a kick out of them.  I'm overwhelmed by your response. 

While I never dreamed of actually putting them together for sale, I'm here to please. So thanks to Bubba and Robyn Allen and the team from my home-town printer, Dogwood Graphics in South Hill, Virginia  (http://www.weprintinva.com/) for making all this happen. 

I have many you have never seen...but we pulled together enough to make the following

• Four packs of 8 different cards
• Pack # 1 = Mean Lurlene - The Classics
• Pack # 2 = More Meanness or Meaner Lurlene
• Pack # 3 = Book of Lurlene #1 (Things your Momma should have taught you)
• Pack # 4 = Book of Lurlene #2 (Things you shoulda known jus' cause) 
• A joker in every pack with contact information (subject to change I'm sure)  

Why the packaging of  8 cards you ask?.  It all has to do with the magic of printing and set up...and pricing.  Everybody needs to pay the proverbial piper...and we want you to be able to collect them all if you see fit and to share the wisdom/madness/meanness.   

Packs are still only $5.00 if you order from me (Plus 1.00 shipping and handling on the whole lot...unless you are family or a neighbor and then I will just throw them at ya).

 If you purchase them at an outlet, I don't know because those folks have pipers too!   I'll try and figure out a better way to distribute in the New Year.  Until then...I thank you from the bottom of my tiny little "Black-bead of a heart" as VerDell used to say.

If you have questions or want to order, shoot me an E-mail at:  jorshipman@verizon.net (best) or teenalurlene@gmail.com and I will do all I can to see that you get what you want. 

Thank you again for your laughter, your support, your thumbs up and encouragement!  

(Note:  I pledge 10% of all profits (after I pay all my pipers) goes to The Alzheimer's Association to assist families doing all they can to cope while we wait for a cure.)

Laughter is incredible medicine....take in large doses!   

Love

Lurlene

Do you know the Muffin' man?

With the "Eatin' Season" upon us...you may want to clip this card and put it on the fridg. I was inspired by my own reflection this mornin'. Not pretty. Now just have a good day and avoid three way mirrors....til you have to.

Only the beginning....

I saw so much passion during this last race...so much divide. My prayer is...that the energy and funding that went into all of these races be pooled into moving this incredible country forward, that we put down the rope that we tug on so hard and use it to lift one another...up and over...and pull one another through.  Word:  Book of Lurlene

Did not...would not...could knot.

Every now and then the mess I'm in comes from my own doin' or inability to let go of the outcome I'm after. If it happens to you...think about playin' this card.
Have a great week everybody.

No blue ligts here...just folks...and memories and fleece robes

It's 39 degrees outside...November has a colder shoulder than Miss October. Great opportunity to wear the fleece robe I picked up in Ashland at the "Grander than we used to be" Opening of Roses. 

 I go there cause it reminds me of home and because I like to talk to folks about bargains and how early the Christmas decorations are out and try on hats and pick up a bag of roasted peanuts...all in the same place. Life is good in the village of Ashland.

Cookin' Lite with Lurlene

As you may well have noticed...or not...I took a little break during the month of October.  I did indeed continue writin' but just never got around to postin'.  It was my Jubilee birthday..and I threw that high protein diet right out the door.  But like a boomerang it's back.

 

I am just beside myself...it seems my month of birthday celebratin' has finally showed up in the midsection. I hate it when that happens. But with the eatin' season knockin' at all of our doors I thought I would share some of my most important calorie cuttin' tips. I do hope they work for you. I'll "weigh-in" with you on them later. Here's oneI tried last night.