Thursday, December 11, 2014

Why am I the only one arguing...Damnit!

The other night I caught myself "fussin'" because Mr. C wanted the shades down and I wanted them up. Why? "Because it's Christmas!" 
We reached what I thought was a compromise, they were down...but open. A few minutes later he asked again,"Can we close the blinds". I tried to explain to him that we had a compromise and left to do something in the kitchen. A few moments later I heard a crash and knew the window candles had taken a spill...the way they do when the blinds are closed. I took a deep breath and was about to say (in my huffy voice),
"We had a deal", when I realized that the only one capable of stirring up a big ole bowl of havoc...was me.
And so it goes. During the "Season" there will be times when you just gotta pass. (Even when you thought you had a deal)
Love you all!

Friday, October 31, 2014

Out of stock...unavailable

It has been a week of general "repairs".   They don't make stuff like they used to.  My mom's 1959 Frigidaire has only been moved to the back porch..still hummin' along.  Two "new" refrigerators have come and gone in that time, each lasting about ten years.   That's about the life of things made these days.  But here's the line I love..."they don't make parts for this one no more".   Made me think about gettin' older, I guess one day some young doctor is gonna take a look at me and say...They just don't make parts to fix what's wrong with you! 

Thursday, October 30, 2014


I often feel that a prayer needs to be perfect in word and precise in meaning.
Crafted so that there can be no mistake in my heartfelt request.

That being said,  I have often found myself stiffened and my words measured…choking the natural out of the process. 

I seem to do that in many areas of my life, judging and hesitating, when all that is needed is the gentle reminder that prayer is a mosaic of heart and soul

 The utterance need not make perfect sense for the intention already does.

Friday, October 24, 2014

Still Waiting?

I'm guilty...there are things I put off...just waiting for the perfect time, the right moment. I always have a reason for not doing, going, beginning. It's differen't from procrastination, I hesitate when I think I might be misunderstood, when my ego is on the line. These hesitations back up in my heart and I feel the fear. All I can say is to begin..and the Universe will show you the path. Have a wonderful weekend all!

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Late Bloomer...

I was never a "pretty" girl,in the classical sense of the word, but I smiled a lot...and laughed...a lot, and developed this quirky style that has gotten me through some very challenging times. I don't think we ever stop comparing ourselves to others in some shape, form, or fashion (literally). But we all adjust and settle in. This morning, for whatever reason I woke up with this little message from Miss Universe. You are Dah-vine! Have a great Tuesday, Sisters.

Friday, September 26, 2014

Two's company....three's an arguement

I'm sorry...

I've been thinking a lot about apologies...and how sometimes they turn into justifications.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

What to....Where?

My Daddy used to tell me..."Never let thinking that you "don't have anything to wear" keep you from showing up. Folks might...or might not remember what you wore...but they will remember how good it was to be with you.
Never let an "outfit" be the reason you didn't go." I remind myself of those words all the time. They're Part of the reason I developed my quirky style...I may look mismatched...but I'm here!
Now go put a pin on it and have a great time!

And BINGO was his name-o

Sometimes it feels like even the "free" spot comes with a price. But you know, when things line's a really good feelin'. Here's wishin' you a BINGO kinda day!

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Bumpy Ride

I bet there is not a survivor out there who thinks of them self as courageous. 
If you’re like me, it’s just about gittin’ through to the other side of whatever. 
I’m always grateful for the floaters I can grab onto for a bit, but trust me, it doesn’t take much courage to “hang in there”…considerin’ the alternatives.

Monday, September 15, 2014

Cap and Crown

I am blessed to know so many caring women.  I have to say they continue to amaze me.  But I worry too.  It seems most spend so much time taking care of others...that they forget to take care of themselves.  With all the hours in the day...and all the days in the week...all I can ask is that you claim one for yourself. 
Caps off  Sisters! 
(For Little Loddett)

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Life as Laundry

I promise you this...every single day there's gonna be somethin'.  Life's like that.  Like laundry.  Just when you think you're ahead of the game, you look down and there's another pile. 

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Shades of Truth

There is a change in the air and in the hue of late afternoon, you should be seeing it now...light changes everything. A tilt of the head and perspective is altered. I was thinking about that when the word truth came to mind. I know how I shade it. I do it to firm a position. Some might disagree, but I find I often do it to keep light flowing around the dark corners.

Sunday, August 3, 2014

At a loss for words....

I was talking with a friend the other day and we laughed about how our parents used to tell us, in times of crisis, to just "open the Bible" and read the first verse that we see...the answer will be there. You know...there are some really scary verses in the King James Version of our Bible..and taken out of context...well now, might bring jail time. Everything is open to interpretation I suppose. So we thought...what if we just opened Jules Vern or Robert Louis Stevenson instead. Might there still be answers? How about Little Women...or Valley of the Dolls? But I digress. I haven't tried it yet, but I am about to offer you a challenge if you dare. That being said...because it is Sunday...and because I believe the "word" is all round I found this. I thought it was absolute perfection and just wanted to share.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

*&%$# @#$?!

What is it about "bad" words that makes it feel so good to use them?
I have this theory;  it is more acceptable to use bad words than to express negative emotions.  A string of expletives will soon be forgotten, as Daddy used to always tell me, when you start cussin' folks stop listenin!

My theory is that a rant filled with four letter words is liken to weaving an invisible shield around my real feelin's.   It's kinda like a really long sentence...a lot'a shit gets missed.

Thursday, July 10, 2014


I've been called to do lots of things, some of them perfectly fittin' some of them left me wonderin' just how or why or what  Miss Universe was thinkin' when I was called to duty.   
Then it dawned on me.  There comes a time when you learn to say,
"Oh my word, sweetie, that is so kind of you...but you know..that's jus' not in my box of givens.  
We've all got a set...and a limit, funny thing is lots of times we forget about the limits and keep on tryin on stuff that's just not a fine fit.  

Lessons come until you learn'um...or realize how awkward you look tryin.    

Thursday, June 12, 2014


Each day is a mixture of divine and disaster, of choices that simplify or complicate life. 
Lately, I’ve been over thinking, overdoing, and overcrowding; and I am the only one who can stop it.

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Jus' Lookin..

 Lately, I’ve been spendin’ lots of time lookin’ down.   I had it in my head that if I could just find a four-leaf clover that I could glide through some of the rough spots that’s been jumpin’ out in front of me this year.  There’s plenty of clover around here…but I haven’t been able to spot a single “lucky one”. 
The other day I started thinkin’ about  my Grandma’s back yard and her Lucky Clover Patch,  seemed to me like luck was plentiful in that yard…and you didn’t have to hunt for it either. 
That’s when I heard her say… “That’s right”
All that bein’ said, I got an envelope the other day

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Lean on me

I know they knew, but I never forgot those who stopped to check and those who didn't. 

Our stick family

One more thing...and then I must get on with the duties of the day. The other day Mr. C noticed those little back windshield stick families that some have on the car. He had a grand time trying to figure them out and then asked me how folks might draw "old folks". I said, probably with a stick (what he calls his cane) He told me that Busser would need one and then asked if I needed one...I said no, I preferred a wand. So here you go, from our family to yours. Have a magical Sunday and a "wanderful" week.

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Coping Skills

Ah May, that sweet month filled with promise.  How did I get so far behind.  There has been some stress as the cards will tell, but I am posting them all for those of you who only find me here, away from the paranoia and publicity of  the dreaded frenzy that is  Face Book.  
Lets talk about this....

Contrary to popular belief, one can not "Take it back".  There are many things that cannot be undone, it is important to consider them prior to spilling your reaction all over the carpet. A strong re-action may indeed leave a permanent stain...or in some cases, a watermark, visible only when held to the light.    My sage advice is to understand that no matter how clearly you think you expressed yourself, those on the receiving end have a different set of filters that have the potential to distort in more ways that a carnival mirror.  

 Lets Chew on this...

For whatever reason, I do indeed feel that cookies are the building blocks to decision making.  They say nothing, they do nothing, they fix nothing, but I like to think of them as sweet munitions.


And no one is there to hear it

Ahhhhh, the proverbial "Last Word".  In my family it is fought for and valued beyond gold.  What a myth. It doesn't exist, the battle always continues.
I can argue for weeks without saying a word.  

About Face

Oh Lord, don't even get me started.  Do you have any idea how hard my face works?  How many tiny muscles and impulses run across that flesh canvas at any given moment.

Nostrills flare and twitch, pupils widen or narrow, lips tremble, vessels and capillaries expand.

I like to imagine that I am in control, but I know better. 

Okay then, that's about it for the month of May, I apologize to the faithful who continue to check the page.  Thank you for always checkin' out the "Book of Lurlene".

Monday, May 5, 2014


I am blessed to have a soft bed, a window fan, feather pillows and clean sheets. 

I am blessed to be at peace with the day, most of the past, and to live with anticipation of what joys tomorrow may bring. 

I sleep between a good man and an old cat, both of whom give me tremendous joy.

Almost all of my dreams are sweet, the rest...I simply forget.

Thank you Lord for the many blessings you bestow. 


Thursday, April 10, 2014

They say it their way....

Resilience has been shown to be more than just the capacity of individuals to cope well under adversity.[citation needed] Resilience is better understood as the opportunity and capacity of individuals to navigate their way to psychological, social, cultural and physical resources that may sustain their well-being, and their opportunity and capacity individually and collectively to negotiate for these resources to be provided and experienced in culturally meaningful ways.[34]

I say it mine.