The Void

I had this on my mind this morning.

Back when I was young and foolish...(and even when I was old and foolish) I recognized that some things...people included... just were not a good fit for me.

Even so, when I got the courage to cut them out of my life, there was a period of angst...a vulnerable time...that sucked! 


My guess is most of us can identify with that.

Get Wacky

Lord have mercy, stop tryin' to turn pigs into silk purses and yard dogs into lap dogs.  There's not a wand in the world that can do that...the wand knows! 

Spread your love and save your power for the deservin'.  

We all know the verse for this one.  

Matthew 7:6

⁶ Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine....etcetera and so on! 

Back up singers

Thessalonians 4:11

Common English Bible

¹¹ Aim to live quietly, mind your own business, and earn your own living, just as I told you.

I've been thinkin' about the Book of Lurlene and just how to pull her word together so that folks can see it's not just me actin' all sanctified.   Does anyone remember the show, Joan of Arcadia?  Well, that's kinda how I hear Lurlene. 

To be honest...I figure she is just my personal "Over Soul" whispering in my ear stuff that's been out there for years in formats perhaps a little more accessible.  Kinda like a spiritual "Flash Card".

I told VerDell the other day that I needed someone with some real trainin'....trainin' in the "Word" to help me sort out and perhaps add a touch of validity to what I was puttin' out there, and VerDell, being closer to God than I will ever be, said, "Well, just ask Miss Universe for guidance."  And so I did and found this really cool website with all kinds of references.  I'm tellin' you..."Knock-Knock".

I'll be workin' on my "Words" tryin' to find some legitimate back-up singers to support my insights...not that I'm goin' all churchy on you, but it's just part of where the old girl is takin' me.   It never hurts to have back up. 

Bitter Bubbly

I think I can count on one hand the times I have actually been honest to God-hoppin angry.  I'm not pretty when I get mad, and most of the time I like to maintain an element of glamour even if its just bedazzled flip-flops or fancy pants. 

It takes a lot to tick me off, but the other day, just when I had gotten myself situated for the long awaited "5:00 o'clock somewhere" Universal Happy Hour of Power...it happened. 

Surprised the hell out of me...but I was full out justified to be mad...so I didn't even think about my red face or slightly bulgin' left eye, nor the twitch in my right hand. 

You know how you know when your anger is justified...when you realize you don't regret a single thing you said. 

Heck, it was probably the first time in a long time I didn't dance around the facts, just put it out there and was done with it.  Only thing was....I was still a little PO'd when I was tellin' Buck what happened, and given I had already popped the cork, I thought, "Hell, no use to let good bubbly go to waste!"

But it did.  Next day...it tasted a little bitter.