--For some dang fool reason I’m constantly forgetting to remember the rules of this dang fool game we call life. Especially today where so much time is spent walking a tightrope of political correctness.
--Walking in to a store the other day somebody sneezed and before I knew it I said god bless you. Looking around I noticed a half a dozen people giving me the stink eye. Apparently I’d broken a rule or to and hadn't even realized it.
--But hey what can you expect from a man wearing a pink hat talking to himself and humming Christmas songs. Which before long also offended a few more people. Apparently humming Christmas songs before Halloween is a no no to.
--Of course my wife just goes about her business and tries to fill the dang fool cart as quick as possible. Because she knows the one thing that can get a pink hat wearing old fool riled is being giving the sink eye once to often. And when that happens he usually ends up making a spectacle out of himself and those around him. Or so I’ve been told, while humming silly songs in different voices on one of our shopping outing's when were out and about....
Saturday, October 31, 2015
DECODING THE LITTLE THING'S....
--Some time’s when I’m preoccupied I miss thing's. Like look’s, gestures, shoulder shrug’s and those oh so lovable eyeball rolls. When the children were little sometimes those little thing's were our only form of communication we had for day's . As a result it was important to keep up on their occurrences.
--But a funny thing happen along the way the way the little darling's grew up and discovered the power of words. As a result it lead to a easier way to communicate and less reliance on the more primitive forms.
--But like everything thing in life it seems the mulberry bush is still there and just when you thought the games were over your back to chasing that dang fool weasel again.
--I guess like everything in life if you don't use something it's just gets plain old rusty. But like all things with a little effort it's amazing just how fast you can work the rust out...
--But a funny thing happen along the way the way the little darling's grew up and discovered the power of words. As a result it lead to a easier way to communicate and less reliance on the more primitive forms.
--But like everything thing in life it seems the mulberry bush is still there and just when you thought the games were over your back to chasing that dang fool weasel again.
--I guess like everything in life if you don't use something it's just gets plain old rusty. But like all things with a little effort it's amazing just how fast you can work the rust out...
Thursday, October 29, 2015
WHEN WORDS WON'T COME...
--Usually when words won't come, it's because I’ve been stymied once again by a totally absurd incident. You know the one's where you pinch yourself to make sure your not in the middle of a dang fool dream.
--But like everything in life you realize it not a dream just the new reality we live in where anything goes and the more absurd the better.
--Lately it seems to be a almost daily occurrence. So I usually just end walking around mumbling to myself shaking my head. Trying to come to terms with another whack a doodle display of the new normal.
--I keep waiting for the shift in the consciousness of the universe. Where this whack a doodle ness is put back in its proper place where it belongs. Sooner or later is bound to shift back.
--Until then I find myself comforted in the fact that like many thing’s this new trend will loose it’s luster and eventually shift back where the normal was more give and take and not the constant take take take we are currently in…..
--But like everything in life you realize it not a dream just the new reality we live in where anything goes and the more absurd the better.
--Lately it seems to be a almost daily occurrence. So I usually just end walking around mumbling to myself shaking my head. Trying to come to terms with another whack a doodle display of the new normal.
--I keep waiting for the shift in the consciousness of the universe. Where this whack a doodle ness is put back in its proper place where it belongs. Sooner or later is bound to shift back.
--Until then I find myself comforted in the fact that like many thing’s this new trend will loose it’s luster and eventually shift back where the normal was more give and take and not the constant take take take we are currently in…..
UPSIDE DOWN SHAKE AND BAKE....
--Sometimes it seem like were constantly being coated with more and more of a shifting ingredient content. Half truths of gigantic proportions are being omitted from the labels flying around. Leaving us the consumer of these morsels without much guidance and as a result cast a drift in a ever changing sea of misinformation.
--While I applauded the access of the constant flow of information. I can't help but wonder on which side of the aisle to shop. Because just about the time you grab one and start for a checkout the right rest of the label appears explaining thing in more death.
--Myself it sort of makes me wonder if that wasn't the purpose in the first place. Take the first flashy label and run it with before the rest of the label appears explaining the ingredients in more detail.
--But what in Sam hill do I know I’m just a old fool trying to find a few bargains in a ever changing flow of information....
--While I applauded the access of the constant flow of information. I can't help but wonder on which side of the aisle to shop. Because just about the time you grab one and start for a checkout the right rest of the label appears explaining thing in more death.
--Myself it sort of makes me wonder if that wasn't the purpose in the first place. Take the first flashy label and run it with before the rest of the label appears explaining the ingredients in more detail.
--But what in Sam hill do I know I’m just a old fool trying to find a few bargains in a ever changing flow of information....
Wednesday, October 28, 2015
BAD DAY HICCUPS....
--Good day's are of course fun, and when one comes along I go out of my way to enjoy them to the fullest. Bad day's are a pain in the neck but hey they like every thing else are a fact of life. Call me strange but I’ve even turned a few of them around and found myself enjoying them as a result.
--The one thing I’m constantly being amazed by are the bad day hiccups. Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse whamo something pop's up to show you how wrong you were.
--Early on I figured there was a lesson there. Being a tad hard headed it's taken me awhile to get a grasp on it. But lately I’ve come to the conclusion it's probably a good idea to expect the unexpected. And not let it knock the wind out of the old sail's.
--My wife of course thinks the whole concept is a tad whack a doodle on my part. And she's probably right. She usually is even though I try not to admit it to often.
--But I will say being prepared for the other shoe to drop gets a tad tiring. It has enabled me to find comfort and more good days in this old whack a doodle world we live in. Of course when it’s usefulness wears thin I’ll have to find another way of dealing with things. But like everything in life I’m finding if you look hard enough things usually reveal themselves when the time is right.
--Most of the time the only difference between a bad day and a good day I’m finding the way you look at it....
--The one thing I’m constantly being amazed by are the bad day hiccups. Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse whamo something pop's up to show you how wrong you were.
--Early on I figured there was a lesson there. Being a tad hard headed it's taken me awhile to get a grasp on it. But lately I’ve come to the conclusion it's probably a good idea to expect the unexpected. And not let it knock the wind out of the old sail's.
--My wife of course thinks the whole concept is a tad whack a doodle on my part. And she's probably right. She usually is even though I try not to admit it to often.
--But I will say being prepared for the other shoe to drop gets a tad tiring. It has enabled me to find comfort and more good days in this old whack a doodle world we live in. Of course when it’s usefulness wears thin I’ll have to find another way of dealing with things. But like everything in life I’m finding if you look hard enough things usually reveal themselves when the time is right.
--Most of the time the only difference between a bad day and a good day I’m finding the way you look at it....
PAINTING'S IN THE SKY....
--Chilly fall day's are a wonder. Changing leaves provide a background for the painting's in the sky above.
--When we were children it seemed we had the time to notice the clouds and their funny shapes. But as we grew older for some reason they lost their luster. Which is a shame because little blessing can be found anywhere I’ve found. And anything that provides a little lift to a already over stressed day is a two for in my book.
--When the children were little we spent many a hour watching clouds. Now of course it's pretty much just me and the cat's. And even they grow a little tired of my early morning shenanigans especially if there isn't any food involved.
--Of course my wife just shakes her head when were out and about I point out something in the sky. And usually will remind me to watch where I’m going before I get hit by a car.
--But lately I have noticed her taking a covered glance or to. So I guess I’m rubbing off on her a bit.....
--When we were children it seemed we had the time to notice the clouds and their funny shapes. But as we grew older for some reason they lost their luster. Which is a shame because little blessing can be found anywhere I’ve found. And anything that provides a little lift to a already over stressed day is a two for in my book.
--When the children were little we spent many a hour watching clouds. Now of course it's pretty much just me and the cat's. And even they grow a little tired of my early morning shenanigans especially if there isn't any food involved.
--Of course my wife just shakes her head when were out and about I point out something in the sky. And usually will remind me to watch where I’m going before I get hit by a car.
--But lately I have noticed her taking a covered glance or to. So I guess I’m rubbing off on her a bit.....
Sunday, October 25, 2015
RUNNING FROM THE LIGHT....
--I don't know why but I’m constantly amazed at the way in the course of a single day most of my time lately has been consumed with trying to shed a little light on thing's.
--I’ve pretty much accepted the fact that no matter how many curtains I open or how much time I spend outside during the day, there's going to be thing's that remain a mystery to me. It's a fact of life I guess.
--Along with my own limitations in certain area's I’ve also learned to accept the fact that limitations do not always mean being hamstrung within the confines of those dang fool limitations.
--I’ve always had a problem being told what to do. Being dictated to by your own body as to just what you can do and can't is a argument I’m seem to constantly be having. So far it's been a give and take. Usually we come to a draw at the end of the day.
--If there's one thing I have learned is the most powerful light and most comforting, comes from within. No amount of extra sun help warm the mental fires if we give in to the dang fool whispering limitation gremlins.
--My wife usually shakes her head while I hobble around on those dang fool day's When even with a cane getting about is a adventure in itself. But I figure as long I keep moving at lest I’m not teetering on the brink waiting to take the plunge into the dark pit of despair playing patty cake with the limitation gremlins whispering in my ear.....
--I’ve pretty much accepted the fact that no matter how many curtains I open or how much time I spend outside during the day, there's going to be thing's that remain a mystery to me. It's a fact of life I guess.
--Along with my own limitations in certain area's I’ve also learned to accept the fact that limitations do not always mean being hamstrung within the confines of those dang fool limitations.
--I’ve always had a problem being told what to do. Being dictated to by your own body as to just what you can do and can't is a argument I’m seem to constantly be having. So far it's been a give and take. Usually we come to a draw at the end of the day.
--If there's one thing I have learned is the most powerful light and most comforting, comes from within. No amount of extra sun help warm the mental fires if we give in to the dang fool whispering limitation gremlins.
--My wife usually shakes her head while I hobble around on those dang fool day's When even with a cane getting about is a adventure in itself. But I figure as long I keep moving at lest I’m not teetering on the brink waiting to take the plunge into the dark pit of despair playing patty cake with the limitation gremlins whispering in my ear.....
RIP VAN WINKLE DAY'S....
--Maybe it's old age or maybe it's just the passing of another dang fool season. But lately I find myself scratching my head in wonder allot. Some day’s it's a full time occurrence.
--On a whole I’ve never been a fan of raking over the coals of the past. Other than the few occurrence’s where I’ll go back to see if I can figure out if the current conundrum is from failing to learn a dang fool lesson somewhere. But other than that Zippo. Because just getting through the dang fool day ahead is hard enough without dragging all the dang fool luggage of the past along.
--That said it just seam’s like I’m beginning to feel a little Rip Van Winklish.
It's seam’s the daily occurrence’s of what in the Sam hill is going on are happening more and more. It almost starting to feel like the inmate’s are running the asylum.
--But what in Sam hill do I know I’m just a old fool who's trying figure out where in Sam hill summer went while starring at the first few peeks of a impending winter.....
--On a whole I’ve never been a fan of raking over the coals of the past. Other than the few occurrence’s where I’ll go back to see if I can figure out if the current conundrum is from failing to learn a dang fool lesson somewhere. But other than that Zippo. Because just getting through the dang fool day ahead is hard enough without dragging all the dang fool luggage of the past along.
--That said it just seam’s like I’m beginning to feel a little Rip Van Winklish.
It's seam’s the daily occurrence’s of what in the Sam hill is going on are happening more and more. It almost starting to feel like the inmate’s are running the asylum.
--But what in Sam hill do I know I’m just a old fool who's trying figure out where in Sam hill summer went while starring at the first few peeks of a impending winter.....
Friday, October 23, 2015
BIRTHDAY WISHES...
--Usually when birthday's roll around I’m the first one to smile because another year has passed and another is on the way. Then of course the fun begins.
--A hodgepodge of emotions runs through me leaving me with tear filled eye’s for most of the day. Until the last candle's blown out and then I’m good for another year or at lest till the next dang fool birthday rolls around.
--My wife firmly believes it's because I’m a sentimental old fool and that's why I go through this. She's probably right of course. It seems she usually is.
--Myself I learning towards the fact that it might just be the whole cake and ice cream thing. Because there nothing like a piece of birthday cake with a glob of ice cream to make that first cup of coffee go down even better....
RETRACING YOUR STEPS....
--I love the days where you find yourself retracing your steps to try and figure out just where in Sam hill you made the wrong one.
--it gives you plenty of opportunity to rethink and even though it can be a pain in the neck. Sometimes you do find the misstep. and you just have to chalk it up to circumstance.
--Usually though it was you. And circumstance is nothing more than the gremlin of pride just trying to cover it up.
--It's a big giant puzzle box this thing called life. We do the best we can, but being that were all cursed with the same affliction of being human we make missteps. The trick is learning from the dang fool thing's so they don't become a habit.
--Of course finding ways to pass this on to your children is a bit of a mind bender at times. Especially as they get older. And are busy with their own up's and down.
--But I will say one thing no matter how old we get we all need words of encouragement from time to time. More than we need more gloom and doom. Life's hard enough a smile and a hug go a long way towards smoothing over some of the bumps....
--it gives you plenty of opportunity to rethink and even though it can be a pain in the neck. Sometimes you do find the misstep. and you just have to chalk it up to circumstance.
--Usually though it was you. And circumstance is nothing more than the gremlin of pride just trying to cover it up.
--It's a big giant puzzle box this thing called life. We do the best we can, but being that were all cursed with the same affliction of being human we make missteps. The trick is learning from the dang fool thing's so they don't become a habit.
--Of course finding ways to pass this on to your children is a bit of a mind bender at times. Especially as they get older. And are busy with their own up's and down.
--But I will say one thing no matter how old we get we all need words of encouragement from time to time. More than we need more gloom and doom. Life's hard enough a smile and a hug go a long way towards smoothing over some of the bumps....
Saturday, October 17, 2015
CLEANING UP THE COBWEBS....
--I am constantly amazed at the amount of cobwebs that can be acquired in one place.
--Running a feather duster, and vacuum around a house is not only a mind bender but it seems a never ending chore.
--Of course my wife and children look at me usually like I’ve lost my mind but hey they don't seem to mind when the dang fool cobwebs are gone.
--I will say one thing the house is less dusty, we don't seem to have as many colds as we used to. So it's a two for in my book. Now if I could just figure out how in Sam hill to clean out some of the mental cobwebs I’d be doing something.....
--Running a feather duster, and vacuum around a house is not only a mind bender but it seems a never ending chore.
--Of course my wife and children look at me usually like I’ve lost my mind but hey they don't seem to mind when the dang fool cobwebs are gone.
--I will say one thing the house is less dusty, we don't seem to have as many colds as we used to. So it's a two for in my book. Now if I could just figure out how in Sam hill to clean out some of the mental cobwebs I’d be doing something.....
WORKING THROUGH THE FOG....
--Usually when the day turns foggy I take advantage and take a break. Once in a while I try to work through it. Not very often because it's not only a pain in the neck but I end up paying for it later.
--But when push comes to shove the feeling of frustration of being trapped in a endless routine, corks my griddle and I hang in there working my way through the dang fool fog.
--It's hard to explain but any sense of accomplishment counter balance's the feeling of frustration leaving a positive outcome. And that's all that matter when I get to that point.
--Oh it's not much, but when it gets down to brass tacks and nails I’ll take anything I can get if it helps me get through the day. ....
--But when push comes to shove the feeling of frustration of being trapped in a endless routine, corks my griddle and I hang in there working my way through the dang fool fog.
--It's hard to explain but any sense of accomplishment counter balance's the feeling of frustration leaving a positive outcome. And that's all that matter when I get to that point.
--Oh it's not much, but when it gets down to brass tacks and nails I’ll take anything I can get if it helps me get through the day. ....
Monday, October 12, 2015
BEAUTIFUL SIGHT'S....
--Lately I find myself drawn to the over powering realization that even the dang fool so called bad days have their fair share of beauty embedded in them.
--To often we get bogged down in the torment of the moment to glance any further to realize it.
--My wife usually gives me such a look when I’m up to my butt in troubles and then I sigh and say something like well at least the sky isn't falling.
--It's not that I’m addle minded. Or maybe I am. It just seam’s such a waste to have a couple of bad moments ruin a perfectly good day.
--To often milking the negatives I find only produces more of the same. Accepting the fact that bad thing's happen, and getting on with the rest of the day usually gives the positives a chance to blossom and appear .
--I know it's all in how you look at it. But it seam’s to work for me. Since I’ve been doing this even bad days have turned good before the sunsets and that’s what matter in my book.
--Now if I could just get my wife and children to give it a shot I’d be doing something. But I figure sooner or later they'll come around because everybody likes a good day.....
--To often we get bogged down in the torment of the moment to glance any further to realize it.
--My wife usually gives me such a look when I’m up to my butt in troubles and then I sigh and say something like well at least the sky isn't falling.
--It's not that I’m addle minded. Or maybe I am. It just seam’s such a waste to have a couple of bad moments ruin a perfectly good day.
--To often milking the negatives I find only produces more of the same. Accepting the fact that bad thing's happen, and getting on with the rest of the day usually gives the positives a chance to blossom and appear .
--I know it's all in how you look at it. But it seam’s to work for me. Since I’ve been doing this even bad days have turned good before the sunsets and that’s what matter in my book.
--Now if I could just get my wife and children to give it a shot I’d be doing something. But I figure sooner or later they'll come around because everybody likes a good day.....
THE GREAT EXCHANGE....
--Every year it happens as the days slowly pass. The clock turns and we hopefully learn from those moments known as the past.
--On certain days we gather round the table full, to pay homage to those tender moments held so dear.
--the great exchange is made as we celebrate, oh what a sight to see.
--Unfortunately sometimes in our celebrating we miss a few and this is kind of sad.
--But I’m sure somewhere there's a smiling crowd looking on, and their smiling to. For there’s power in the love of a table full paying homage to a day held so dear....
--On certain days we gather round the table full, to pay homage to those tender moments held so dear.
--the great exchange is made as we celebrate, oh what a sight to see.
--Unfortunately sometimes in our celebrating we miss a few and this is kind of sad.
--But I’m sure somewhere there's a smiling crowd looking on, and their smiling to. For there’s power in the love of a table full paying homage to a day held so dear....
Saturday, October 10, 2015
WHAT A AMAZING TIME....
--During the course of the day I’m constantly amazed at all the little wonderful thing's that happen that can both bless and curse your day. Of course most of them are a mere matter of all in how you look at it.
--But being that were all cursed with the same affliction of being human. How many of us actually take the time to look before we leap.
--It seam’s that many of us spend to much of our time reacting to every given moment. That we never glance at the long run before we leap.
--If we did we'd probably see the blessing hidden in the curse on which were so quick to jump.
--Maybe if we took a moment before that fatal leap, we'd realize it's just not worth it. But then again I guess that's part of being human both a blessing and a curse so to speck....
--But being that were all cursed with the same affliction of being human. How many of us actually take the time to look before we leap.
--It seam’s that many of us spend to much of our time reacting to every given moment. That we never glance at the long run before we leap.
--If we did we'd probably see the blessing hidden in the curse on which were so quick to jump.
--Maybe if we took a moment before that fatal leap, we'd realize it's just not worth it. But then again I guess that's part of being human both a blessing and a curse so to speck....
SOMEBODIES GOT TO PAY....
--Walking through a store these day’s, is worse than walking through a field with a flock of locusts. The constant chatter of the prices going up is a mind bending experience.
--The dang fool notion that it's a fact of life is a conundrum that seems to be running a muck. When the simple solution would be to stop encouraging this type of milk the people for all their worth mentality.
--If enough people stopped buying into the dang fool notion and stopped buying those thing's with such unstable prices for one day to the next. Perhaps the prices would flat line for a bit or at lest remain stable enough for more than a few days.
--But until that happens it seam’s were always going to have these type's of shenanigans.....
--The dang fool notion that it's a fact of life is a conundrum that seems to be running a muck. When the simple solution would be to stop encouraging this type of milk the people for all their worth mentality.
--If enough people stopped buying into the dang fool notion and stopped buying those thing's with such unstable prices for one day to the next. Perhaps the prices would flat line for a bit or at lest remain stable enough for more than a few days.
--But until that happens it seam’s were always going to have these type's of shenanigans.....
Thursday, October 8, 2015
LITTLE BIG STEP DAY'S....
--I love watching the days when all the hard work of a uphill battle come together and little big step day are the result. Seeing the progress and being apart of it on the sidelines reaffirms the faith that with a little hard work it is possible to overcome and move forward.
--Of course watching it all through the eyes of a parent is a added plus also. Because you get to see and enjoy the growth in each of the children as they make their way through life's up's and down's.
--You would think after all these year's it would be a old time feeling but it's not. With each new instance it’s like a life affirming recharge you wouldn't believe.
--I guess that's what parenting all about....
--Of course watching it all through the eyes of a parent is a added plus also. Because you get to see and enjoy the growth in each of the children as they make their way through life's up's and down's.
--You would think after all these year's it would be a old time feeling but it's not. With each new instance it’s like a life affirming recharge you wouldn't believe.
--I guess that's what parenting all about....
QUICK ANSWER'S FOR BIG QUESTION'S.....
--I love when big questions pop up. watching the minions of reason run around with their quick answer is like watching ant's after a sugar cube. Their all is such a hurry to be the first to stake a claim they end up falling all over themselves. It sure is a sight.
--Mean while the big question remains unanswered because quite frankly it never was about the question just being first to stake claim to the sugar cube.
--To actually sit down and try to find a dang fool answer for the big question would require that the minions of reason forgo their master's and remember just why in Sam hill they were in wonderland in the first place.
--Until we stop the dang fool notion that big question's require quick answer's we'll probably always be cursed with big question's.
--Until we stop sending minions to wonderland who seem to forget what really got them wasn't having there ego's stroked by their puppet master's with bags of jingle but the trust of the people they spend so much time keeping distracted with quick answer's. We'll probably always be stuck with a hodgepodge of divided loyalties in wonderland.
--It sure seems simple to me but what in Sam hill do I know. I’m just one of the many who the wonderland minions figure as long as you keep us distracted with quick answer's for big questions we'll never notice where their loyalties really lie.....
--Mean while the big question remains unanswered because quite frankly it never was about the question just being first to stake claim to the sugar cube.
--To actually sit down and try to find a dang fool answer for the big question would require that the minions of reason forgo their master's and remember just why in Sam hill they were in wonderland in the first place.
--Until we stop the dang fool notion that big question's require quick answer's we'll probably always be cursed with big question's.
--Until we stop sending minions to wonderland who seem to forget what really got them wasn't having there ego's stroked by their puppet master's with bags of jingle but the trust of the people they spend so much time keeping distracted with quick answer's. We'll probably always be stuck with a hodgepodge of divided loyalties in wonderland.
--It sure seems simple to me but what in Sam hill do I know. I’m just one of the many who the wonderland minions figure as long as you keep us distracted with quick answer's for big questions we'll never notice where their loyalties really lie.....
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
UPSIDE DOWN MINIONS....
--As the hour's start counting down, and night has slowly fallen I realize it's once again time to go to bed and start the upside down minions game. The funny thing is I’m not in the lest bit interested in the rematch to come.
--Instead I opt for a new game called catch me if you can.
--Since were only talking about 2 hours sleep before the little darlings wake me up to remind me of their presence with their whack a doodle shenanigans. I figure I’ll take a lesson from the whack a doodle cats, and try a few cats naps.
--I’ll say one thing about the little darlings there quick to adapt. But so am I for that matter.
--The night passed with me snoozing for a hour then waking up to change position. It seemed to work pretty good. And quite surprisingly when the sun finally broke across the rise it's hard to say just who got the best of who.
--Routine’s are nice, but they can also become a double edge sword. Every once in awhile I like to break a routine up, because I’ve found a little change is nice to even if it's a small one. To often the prospect of floundering in the same old same routine is worse than anything else.
--In the end of course it all boils down to just how in Sam hill you look at thing's that help's the most.....
--Instead I opt for a new game called catch me if you can.
--Since were only talking about 2 hours sleep before the little darlings wake me up to remind me of their presence with their whack a doodle shenanigans. I figure I’ll take a lesson from the whack a doodle cats, and try a few cats naps.
--I’ll say one thing about the little darlings there quick to adapt. But so am I for that matter.
--The night passed with me snoozing for a hour then waking up to change position. It seemed to work pretty good. And quite surprisingly when the sun finally broke across the rise it's hard to say just who got the best of who.
--Routine’s are nice, but they can also become a double edge sword. Every once in awhile I like to break a routine up, because I’ve found a little change is nice to even if it's a small one. To often the prospect of floundering in the same old same routine is worse than anything else.
--In the end of course it all boils down to just how in Sam hill you look at thing's that help's the most.....
ECHOS OF THE PAST....
--I love the days when a page out of the past comes up and taps you on the shoulder and whisper's remember me? It used to be a mind bender that usually lead to a server case of trying desperately to shovel my way out of the doldrums.
--Now it's just another reminder to count my blessing.
--Over the years there were times when the only thing that kept me going was a stubbornness to get closer to the light at the end of the tunnel. Which at times was just a flickering whisper of my own creation.
--Thankfully things have changed for which I’m eternally grateful and I thank God and the universe for everyday. Twice on Sunday.
--It's one of the things I’ve tried endlessly to pass on to my children. No matter how hard life seems tomorrow another day. Count your blessing's and hang in there sooner or later the sun breaks through those cloud's.....
--Now it's just another reminder to count my blessing.
--Over the years there were times when the only thing that kept me going was a stubbornness to get closer to the light at the end of the tunnel. Which at times was just a flickering whisper of my own creation.
--Thankfully things have changed for which I’m eternally grateful and I thank God and the universe for everyday. Twice on Sunday.
--It's one of the things I’ve tried endlessly to pass on to my children. No matter how hard life seems tomorrow another day. Count your blessing's and hang in there sooner or later the sun breaks through those cloud's.....
Sunday, October 4, 2015
THE FIRST FEW MOMENTS....
--The first few moments after waking up are like walking out of a snow storm and you can finally see where in Sam hill your going.
--Once you talk yourself into cracking open your eye's. You realize it's time to throw caution to the wind leave the comfort of that fluffy goodness known as your pillow and find a different position to lie in. Before the aches and twitches realize your awake and start their shenanigans.
--It's a stupid game you've been playing for years not by choice but necessity. Right then your not really thinking about that just trying to stay ahead of the game before round two starts.
--My wife asks the age old question we both ask each other when the other awakens in the middle of the night. Then we reassure each other with a gentle pat and words of comfort. So the other can get back to sleep.
--As you sit there listening to the sounds of the night you realize it's the little thing's that make the whole of it endurable. It's these that you thank god for as you slowly drift back to sleep.
--Of course sleeping and walking are not a good combination. Doorways are missed, and furniture turns into rabid animals bent on your destruction. But like everything in life it's amazing the amount of things you learn to endure in that quest for the first morning cup of coffee....
--Once you talk yourself into cracking open your eye's. You realize it's time to throw caution to the wind leave the comfort of that fluffy goodness known as your pillow and find a different position to lie in. Before the aches and twitches realize your awake and start their shenanigans.
--It's a stupid game you've been playing for years not by choice but necessity. Right then your not really thinking about that just trying to stay ahead of the game before round two starts.
--My wife asks the age old question we both ask each other when the other awakens in the middle of the night. Then we reassure each other with a gentle pat and words of comfort. So the other can get back to sleep.
--As you sit there listening to the sounds of the night you realize it's the little thing's that make the whole of it endurable. It's these that you thank god for as you slowly drift back to sleep.
--Of course sleeping and walking are not a good combination. Doorways are missed, and furniture turns into rabid animals bent on your destruction. But like everything in life it's amazing the amount of things you learn to endure in that quest for the first morning cup of coffee....
WITH THE BEST INTENTIONS....
--Starting each day with the best intentions and preconceived notions is like trying to walk a fine line with one leg tied behind your back. Even though you take that first full of faith that you'll finish. When gravity takes over you realize good intention are one thing but digging yourself out of a hole filled with self doubt takes more than giggles and twitches. It takes hard work and a firm hand.
--Bad days are a blight that can only be over come by a firm hand on the tiller. There's not much time for the whispered shenanigans of self doubt.
--I usually hope for the best, prepare for the worst and keep my eye on the prize. Realizing of course everyone’s in basically in the same boat so patience goes along ways when dealing with people through the course of the day.
--Oh at times I’ve been accused of being to patient. And there have been other times when despite the best intentions even the sounds of growing grass has gotten on my nerves. The curse of being human I guess. But being human the power to learn for our mistake’s is a gift from above. Instead of a curse from below. The only excuse for not enjoy it is that stubborn little gremlin called pride who refuse’s to admit when your wrong.
--Becoming a parent is a blessing and a curse. Because you quickly realize there’s power in a smile, and a hug goes along way when words are at a loss.
--The self indulgent day's where you can sit around and curse the universe for your misfortune are a blight you can no longer afford to indulge because words also have power and it's amazing how much turmoil the wrong ones can cause.
--It's a fine line we walk together, and sometimes it's better to take a moment before going whack a doodle in a effort to re inflate your day at the expense of somebody else's. I guess it‘s all in how you look at it....
--Bad days are a blight that can only be over come by a firm hand on the tiller. There's not much time for the whispered shenanigans of self doubt.
--I usually hope for the best, prepare for the worst and keep my eye on the prize. Realizing of course everyone’s in basically in the same boat so patience goes along ways when dealing with people through the course of the day.
--Oh at times I’ve been accused of being to patient. And there have been other times when despite the best intentions even the sounds of growing grass has gotten on my nerves. The curse of being human I guess. But being human the power to learn for our mistake’s is a gift from above. Instead of a curse from below. The only excuse for not enjoy it is that stubborn little gremlin called pride who refuse’s to admit when your wrong.
--Becoming a parent is a blessing and a curse. Because you quickly realize there’s power in a smile, and a hug goes along way when words are at a loss.
--The self indulgent day's where you can sit around and curse the universe for your misfortune are a blight you can no longer afford to indulge because words also have power and it's amazing how much turmoil the wrong ones can cause.
--It's a fine line we walk together, and sometimes it's better to take a moment before going whack a doodle in a effort to re inflate your day at the expense of somebody else's. I guess it‘s all in how you look at it....
Saturday, October 3, 2015
GIGGLES AND TWITTERS....
--Being surrounded by a bunch of whack a doodle children taking about the latest game their playing is quite the experience. Usually I try to stay out of it because quite frankly I’ve no idea what in the Sam hill their talking about half the time when their full giggles and twitches.
--Every once in awhile I’ll happen by and take a gander at the latest craze. And listen patiently as they explain to me what’s going on and the mechanic’s of the game.
--I do the best I can to get a handle on the whole thing. Some I get and some not so much.
--My wife says it's a generation thing. Our generation just doesn't get the fascination with virtual reality and the whole game craze.
--Myself I like to think I’m pretty open minded about things. But some of the content seems a bit marginal at the most. Why in Sam hill they figure a game should have to be tittering on the edge of reason in order to be good is beyond me. But I guess it takes all kinds.
--My wife seems to think I’m a throw back to a different time. And need to accept that it’s it's a different world these days. Myself I kind of figure that once you throw out common sense and good taste out the window all your left with is useless drivel. But hey what do I know.
--I do think entertainment doesn't have sink into the gutter to be entertaining. It just takes a little bit more work to try and raise the bar a tad. And there lies the problem. It’s so much easier to just lower the bar and produce the kind of stuff that’s been passing itself of as entertainment these days.
--Someday people will realize easy is not always better. But until that happens I guess we just have to make the best of what’s available. And remember these always the on off switch to fall back on.
--We all have a choice and once we start compromising our common sense and core values just for the sake of a few hours watching a movie or TV show or playing a video game. It gets easier and easier to accept more and more. Until we find ourselves no longer being able to face the man in the mirror. Something I‘m just not ready to give up just yet. But hey what do I know according to some people I‘m just a throw back to a generation when common sense and values were something to take pride in not apologize for ever time some over sensitive whack a doodle with a axe to grind makes a fuss…..
--Every once in awhile I’ll happen by and take a gander at the latest craze. And listen patiently as they explain to me what’s going on and the mechanic’s of the game.
--I do the best I can to get a handle on the whole thing. Some I get and some not so much.
--My wife says it's a generation thing. Our generation just doesn't get the fascination with virtual reality and the whole game craze.
--Myself I like to think I’m pretty open minded about things. But some of the content seems a bit marginal at the most. Why in Sam hill they figure a game should have to be tittering on the edge of reason in order to be good is beyond me. But I guess it takes all kinds.
--My wife seems to think I’m a throw back to a different time. And need to accept that it’s it's a different world these days. Myself I kind of figure that once you throw out common sense and good taste out the window all your left with is useless drivel. But hey what do I know.
--I do think entertainment doesn't have sink into the gutter to be entertaining. It just takes a little bit more work to try and raise the bar a tad. And there lies the problem. It’s so much easier to just lower the bar and produce the kind of stuff that’s been passing itself of as entertainment these days.
--Someday people will realize easy is not always better. But until that happens I guess we just have to make the best of what’s available. And remember these always the on off switch to fall back on.
--We all have a choice and once we start compromising our common sense and core values just for the sake of a few hours watching a movie or TV show or playing a video game. It gets easier and easier to accept more and more. Until we find ourselves no longer being able to face the man in the mirror. Something I‘m just not ready to give up just yet. But hey what do I know according to some people I‘m just a throw back to a generation when common sense and values were something to take pride in not apologize for ever time some over sensitive whack a doodle with a axe to grind makes a fuss…..
NO STRING'S ATTACHED....
--Usually when I come across a offer that starts out with no strings attached I get nervous and start feeling for my wallet.
--Most of the time they end up shredded and in the cat box, where they'll do the most good. Rather than me trying to wade through the twisted writing to try and figure out just where in the Sam hill the catch is. Putting myself on the road to a brain aneurysm.
--My wife claims if I took the time I might find out they were good ones out there. But that’s only another or her not so subtle attempts to hear me rant about the shuffle and muffle writing they usually contain. Where they shuffle the truth by muffling it with big words.
--Over the years if there’s one thing I’ve learned everything has a certain amount of strings attached. You do the best you can by trying to find the ones with lest amount of strings. It's a adventure just trying to figure out which is which.....
--Most of the time they end up shredded and in the cat box, where they'll do the most good. Rather than me trying to wade through the twisted writing to try and figure out just where in the Sam hill the catch is. Putting myself on the road to a brain aneurysm.
--My wife claims if I took the time I might find out they were good ones out there. But that’s only another or her not so subtle attempts to hear me rant about the shuffle and muffle writing they usually contain. Where they shuffle the truth by muffling it with big words.
--Over the years if there’s one thing I’ve learned everything has a certain amount of strings attached. You do the best you can by trying to find the ones with lest amount of strings. It's a adventure just trying to figure out which is which.....
Friday, October 2, 2015
THE OLD PICKLE BARREL....
--In a old country store I happened across one time while wondering a back road shortcut. I found a old pickle barrel in the corner of one of the allies. It seemed for 1.50 you could get a pickle, some sliced cheese, a small tub of crackers .
--Well always game to try new things I handed the fella 1.50 and asked if I could have the pickle special. While the old fella rounded up my stuff I looked around the store and found it to be quite nice. It had a rather well thought out use for just about all available space. After shopping in so many new store’s with their preplanned attention manipulator's at every angle it was a welcome relief.
--When the old fella passed the brown paper bag to me, I took one last look and headed out. It was a nice old store on a old dirt in the middle of nowhere. Like a old weathered oasis on a hot day it sure was a welcome sight. And pickle and cheese and cracker's were not bad either.
--I guess it just goes to show sometimes life’s little blessing find you when you lest expect it. But when you sure can use the pick me up...
--Well always game to try new things I handed the fella 1.50 and asked if I could have the pickle special. While the old fella rounded up my stuff I looked around the store and found it to be quite nice. It had a rather well thought out use for just about all available space. After shopping in so many new store’s with their preplanned attention manipulator's at every angle it was a welcome relief.
--When the old fella passed the brown paper bag to me, I took one last look and headed out. It was a nice old store on a old dirt in the middle of nowhere. Like a old weathered oasis on a hot day it sure was a welcome sight. And pickle and cheese and cracker's were not bad either.
--I guess it just goes to show sometimes life’s little blessing find you when you lest expect it. But when you sure can use the pick me up...
IT COULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED AT A BETTER TIME...
--Usually when something really stupid happens it's at the worst time. Like slipping on a rain covered porch while both your hands are full and your trying to use a dang fool cane.
--Now guaranteed not a fun experience anytime of the day. But for the like of me I couldn't figure out just when it would be that it would be better. Anytime has it's down side that’s why were careful when we do things. To try to prevent these little dang fool mishaps.
--It doesn't make it any easier to get a handle on them just puts them in perspective. Sometimes bad things happens. Keeping yourself from taking chances because of a fear of falling flat on your butt gives more power to those dang fool little mishaps. And they slowly start to effect your whole day instead of being just a bad moment in a otherwise good day.
--Of course if after getting yourself up off a rain covered porch you happen to fall back down. It might be a good idea to take a serious look as to just why in the Sam hill your wondering around on a rain covered porch in he first place. Depending on the reason it might be time to take a break or keep trying. Just being allot more careful.
--But like everything in life I guess it’s just in how you look at it that helps the most….
--Now guaranteed not a fun experience anytime of the day. But for the like of me I couldn't figure out just when it would be that it would be better. Anytime has it's down side that’s why were careful when we do things. To try to prevent these little dang fool mishaps.
--It doesn't make it any easier to get a handle on them just puts them in perspective. Sometimes bad things happens. Keeping yourself from taking chances because of a fear of falling flat on your butt gives more power to those dang fool little mishaps. And they slowly start to effect your whole day instead of being just a bad moment in a otherwise good day.
--Of course if after getting yourself up off a rain covered porch you happen to fall back down. It might be a good idea to take a serious look as to just why in the Sam hill your wondering around on a rain covered porch in he first place. Depending on the reason it might be time to take a break or keep trying. Just being allot more careful.
--But like everything in life I guess it’s just in how you look at it that helps the most….
Thursday, October 1, 2015
MAPLE LEAF UMBRELLA….
--Sitting under a tree while it’s raining probably isn’t the smartest thing you can do. But for some dang fool reason hearing the patter of raindrops as they hit the maple leaf canopy overhead is kind of comforting.
--I guess my wife has rubbed of on me over the years after all. Because that’s where I found myself this morning waiting for waffles to cut out his shenanigans and concentrate on just why in Sam hill we were out there in the gentle sprinkling rain.
--Of course the dang fool had to go through his whole barking like the hounds of the devil were after him. But when he finally realized I was wasn’t going back in until he did his duty he got down to the business at hand.
--I will say one thing if you put aside all the other aspects of a cool rain, aches and twitches it does sound kind of cool under a maple leaf umbrella…..
--I guess my wife has rubbed of on me over the years after all. Because that’s where I found myself this morning waiting for waffles to cut out his shenanigans and concentrate on just why in Sam hill we were out there in the gentle sprinkling rain.
--Of course the dang fool had to go through his whole barking like the hounds of the devil were after him. But when he finally realized I was wasn’t going back in until he did his duty he got down to the business at hand.
--I will say one thing if you put aside all the other aspects of a cool rain, aches and twitches it does sound kind of cool under a maple leaf umbrella…..
WAITING IN LINE....
--As much as I hate to admit it waiting in some sort of dang fool like is a fact of life. Waiting in general is a pain the neck. But waiting in a line takes on a whole new meaning of pain in the neck sometimes. Depending where the line is or the place it can be a mind bender.
--Like everything in life it teaches patience, and that’s a good thing. Because no matter how we may profess we have bundles, I’ve always found there’s always room for a little bit more.
--Having a partner to share the experience is nice, keeping each other company and chatting away the time. It makes for a less trying experience. And actually can be quite nice.
--In general the prospect of being condemned to standing in a little waiting for your turn just doesn't rate that high on my annoyance meter anymore. Maybe I’m getting a little wiser in my old age. Or I’m just to dang tired to work up a full head of steam for things I just can't seem to control. Only time will tell I guess....
--Like everything in life it teaches patience, and that’s a good thing. Because no matter how we may profess we have bundles, I’ve always found there’s always room for a little bit more.
--Having a partner to share the experience is nice, keeping each other company and chatting away the time. It makes for a less trying experience. And actually can be quite nice.
--In general the prospect of being condemned to standing in a little waiting for your turn just doesn't rate that high on my annoyance meter anymore. Maybe I’m getting a little wiser in my old age. Or I’m just to dang tired to work up a full head of steam for things I just can't seem to control. Only time will tell I guess....
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