Today's Poem...Mother Goose I am a brozen lock I am a brozen key I am a silver lock I am a silver key I am a gold lock I am a gold key I am a Don lock I am a Don key
Tag: quirky
Being Profound
Finding the words to write everyday on a blog or on Facebook or in a story to be published can be difficult. Some days it doesn't happen at all. The words don't come, you feel ill, life distracts you, a myriad of reasons. Thankfully now there is imbedded media. A couple of unprofound sentences and … Continue reading Being Profound
Tis’ the Season…
I meant to post yesterday but I was a bit busy: The cornbread is going to be crumbled up for dressing today and I am making candied sweet potatoes as well. I didn't have two round pie dishes so the square one I used for Apple pie. My grandmother makes a fabulous pie crust. Alas … Continue reading Tis’ the Season…
We’re All Mad Here
Boredom can kill you. Boredom is also a sneaky bastard, striking when you least expect it or for unknown reasons. People will see me in the midst of doing all sorts of things and I will mention I am bored and they will be perplexed by this. It is because my brain is not engaged. … Continue reading We’re All Mad Here
Important Friday Note: Cut the Negative from Your Life
If a friend doesn't headbang to Bohemian Rhapsody you should stop being friends with them. You don't need that kind of Negativity in your life. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fJ9rUzIMcZQ
A Lazy Sunday Post (With Pictures!)
I was challenged to do the Seven Day Black and White Picture thing. I posted my final picture today on my Facebook Page. So I thought I would share on here. Perhaps you might glean insight into my personage. Perhaps not. Either way enjoy! As a bonus for those visiting/reading this blog, three pictures I … Continue reading A Lazy Sunday Post (With Pictures!)
…Or Wait 20 Minutes
I am awake. Having already posted twice today I debated about the value of posting again. Or I could wait 20 minutes and my post would be the first of a new day. Thinking about the length my post tend to be (and take me to write) it my still be the first post of … Continue reading …Or Wait 20 Minutes
