I'm not here today...but here

Today is a first for me. I am the guest blogger on Throwing Quaters/podcast.  It seems only fitting since Adam was the first to be a guest on my blog.

Go have a read and give Adam all the comment love you give me. Follow his blog, you will not be disappointed.

Sunday Rerun

 Originally posted August 25, 2008


This poem was inspired by a girl friend of mine who writes the most beautiful poetry. She is so talented with imagery and metaphor.


Poor Man's Poetry



Poor man's poetry,
Is what I write.

Nothing ornate.
Thoughts in plain sight.


No metaphors,
Or fancy rhymes.
A point is made.
In simple lines.


I love to read the flowery verse
The imagery astounds.
Creating such a feeling,
Of emotions that abound.



Styles are so different,
There is a place for both.
The rich and the lucious,
And mine, the poor man's oath.

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 This one was written after I was told I would "never be Robert Frost"....ouch.

Amateur
 

Amateurish and simplistic is what I write,
Plain and simple is my plight. 

Depth in thought is not apparent,
Shallow thoughts are what's transparent.

I have never strived to be Robert Frost,
Just scribble my prose so the ideas not lost.

To be appreciated is certainly a goal,
But at what price to the soul.

I write what comes into my mind,
Often it is misunderstood and maligned.

The readers adapt the words to their own,
Conclusions drawn are theirs alone.

Photo Phinish Phriday

Welcome back to Photo Phinish Phriday below are a  few photos I took over the week.

 This is what greeted me on a Tuesday evening on the way home from Worcester.  Reason number 15 why I work nights.

Saw this book in Barnes and Noble and thought after living half a century I deserved it.  [didn't buy it, but might ask Santa for it]

 

Found this in Barnes and Noble as well. It is one of those puzzle a day calenders....each one is an erotic dot to dot puzzle. I do need a gift for my husband..........

Happy Thankgiving

from

Vodka Logic

xx

Wordless Wednesday-The love of my life

I don't know who to credit for Wordless Wednesday but it is a great idea....especially when blocked for a post. idea.

I would like you meet the love of my life......

Justifiable Homicide Tuesday-Me

This is the third week for Justifiable Homicide and I have decided to take a different tact. The topic is I am why I don't work retail. This could also include other areas such as customer service, greeters or any job involving the public.

Basically I am a terrible customer. If I had to deal with people like me I would quit. When I was much younger I was a waitress and did quite well. I was pleasant, jovial and smiled nice for the customer. Many years have passed and my patience has grown thin. On my behalf I also think store employees have gotten "worse". As the saying goes "it's hard to get good help". It seems stores are understaffed and undertrained.

When I go into a store, whether to buy something, or look around, if I have questions I expect answers. If you can't help me find, someone who can. Just because you are a body in the store doesn't make you qualified and I can usually spot a fake. If  you are unfamiliar with the store and its inventory/product make it a point to educate yourself. It looks good for you and the store.

Case in point, a year ago or so I went into a large electronics store to buy a printer. The salesman, and I use this term loosely, helping me had no clue what any of the printers could do. All his answers were "I think so". I said to him, I don't want "think" I want "know". I finally sent him to get someone that did know. I did leave with a printer after awhile.

This next example happened just last week and is a prime reason why people like me would make Me not want  to work retail. I went into the same electronics store to buy a computer [side bar-I keep going back to said electronics store as it is the most convenient and has the best prices. There aren't a lot of choices in my area, except for Wally World and Target]. Soo I go to the computer department and I find what I am looking for and proceed to look for someone to help me..........no luck. A woman walks by with a name tag, she doesn't work there it turns out [is there selling wirless thingies that allow the laptops to get wifi anywhere] but she will find someone for me. I thank her, I can be polite, and we wait and we wait. There is no sign of anyone in the department at all. I would understand if they were busy helping someone else but that is not the case... there is NO ONE. I leave the daughters and head to the Geek Squad [opps a hint] and by passing customers I announce in my outdoor voice. "Would someone like to sell me a computer". A woman says "I will be right with you"... and she was. :)

I left with my computers, debt and satisfaction.

Now before all you retail gurus yell at me, I know there are some out there that are very knowledgable and helpful. When I bought my Macbook, the Apple salesman knew all about the laptop and the employee in the pc section of the store knew the windows laptops. I was happy in the knowledge I had made a sound decision made with sound advice.

Good lesson for my daughters? I don't know, but they do get service in stores.

Bottom line if I saw me coming into a store.. I would be a topic of some bloggers Justifiable Homicide Tuesday post.

Music Monday

From time to time I am going to do a Music Monday.  The idea and "logo" comes from Steven @ No excuse, No Explanation and being a big music fan I thought I would share some of my favorite music once in awhile. 

If anyone looked at my ipod playlist they would notice something glaringly missing. Woman singers. I have some Amy Winehouse and a Duffy cd. I enjoy them but more often than not I skip them, it all depends on my mood.

One I have recently rediscovered is Dana Owens. You may know her better as Queen Latifa. I know nothing of her rap library but I do have The Dana Owens Album. I had seen her on some talk show and couldn't believe how beautiful she sang. The album consists of covers with a "standards" sound. She has a big voice and pulls them off very well.

The playlist consists of

Baby Get Lost
California Dreamin'
Close Your Eyes
Hard Times
I Put a Spell on You
If I Had You
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy
Simply Beautiful

I didn't recognize any strictly by the title but once she sang them it was an "oh yeah" each time. Even the songs I didn't know, I liked. I also have a couple of her songs from the soundtrack Hairspray



Tomorrow Justifiable Homicide Tuesday my surprise you. My subject that is.

Sunday Rerun

I was going over some of my original posts....when No one and I mean No one read my blog...if they did I didn't know it. Anyway, I like this one, it was obviously written during a bit of a difficult time and it was nice to reread and know this toxic friend is no longer a bother to me, it took a long time to realize it even after I wrote this. I hate to admit failure but in the end I am better off for it.... A lesson learned.



Farewell
Farewell my friend,
I am going away.
It may sound dramatic,
But it is better this way.

To any who read this,
And think it is them.
There won't be an outing
No reason to condemn.

I treasure my friends.
For who ever they are.
The part that they play,
From near and afar.

As they ebb and flow,
With the tides of time.
Each leaves a mark
In this life sublime.

Most friends delight me,
And offer direction.
These friends I cherish,
By returning affection.

There is always one,
All they do is take.
Wasting your soul
For their own sake.

To this friend I say,
Farewell to your malice.
Let someone else be martyr
In your ice palace.

I walk away,
And with few tears.
And be thankful I'm smarter,
Immune to your jeers.

Photo Phinish Phriday

Photo phinish phriday, took me awhile to come up with that. I so crack myself up. [sidebar. I am so tired that I take no responsibility for this post]

This is what my biohazard bucket looked like after my shift last night. There must be a million test tubes in there. And that was after getting to work late, I kinda over slept...well not kinda, I did. I was so disoriented when I woke up that I staggered around like a drunk [and no I don't drink before work], of course the shoes in the middle of the floor and the laundry basket didn't help, in the dark. Figured since I was already late I might as well get coffee for me and the co worker.

Is it too early to add some Bailey's to my Starbucks mocha latte? After all it is my night since I work nights and sleep during the day. Are you following me? And of course there is the old saying. "It must be after 5 somewhere in the world" I'll just pretend I am in Australia. Aww look at that koala..

Isn't this the most adorable martini glass you have ever seen? My friend Rush gave it to me the last time we were in Boston. [it is a Christmas ornament] She wants pictures of me having a drink out of it !! Three of those would have been a better idea than the three I had at Lucky's the Sunday night we hung out in Boston. [remind to tell you that story sometime]

And...

The husband surprised the girls with tickets to the Trans-Siberian Orchestra last night. I stayed home and slept. They really liked it, especially the Christmasy portion. They didn't get home until just before I staggered to work. Even though they called just after it was over to make sure I was awake, I blame them for me over sleeping. If they had been home they would have made sure I was awake earlier...well that's my story anyway.

Hope you enjoyed Photo phinish Phriday. Not sure it will be a regular.... we'll see.

Justifiable Homicide Tuesday.. I know it is Wednesday

I know it is Wednesday but since I had a guest blogger yesterday I decided this post could wait for today. Thank you all for being so generous with your comments to Adam. I hope you keep reading him, he has a great blog.

Oprah is my subject today... she just pisses me off. Before you all blast me I know she has come a long way from when she was young. I know she has given a lot to help people less fortunate..... but, and this is only MY opinion, she seems so self absorbed to me. Surely doing good makes one feel good and that is great and justified, but I get the sense it is an egotistical thing with her. She knows the "power" she weilds and uses it to its full advantage.

She has given away cars, and numerous giveaways on her "Oprah's Favorite Things" show. I have watched a couple of these shows and she will show socks that cost say $30. Who can afford this. In googling for this blog I learned that in 2008 she scaled it back for the sake of the recession. Way to go Oprah, bet that audience was diappointed. Again, I don't know this is all my perception.

So much of my opinion is based on her body language, nothing I am an expert on just what I have seen. She is always throwing her arms up in the air with such grand gestures.. and the crowd cheers. She struts as she walks, cockadoodle do, I am a rooster.

For all the good she has done, we can also thank Oprah for Tom Cruises couch episode, Dr. Oz and the best of all Dr. Phil... eeekkkk...

What put me over the top was this piece I read on Perez Hilton. I know it may not be the most reputable reference but I would think he has to be somewhat careful to not be sued....but regardless it showed me the hugeness of Oprah's ego.

Aha!

Mutual of Omaha has withdrawn their lawsuit to gain the right to use the phrase "aha! moment" in one of their advertising campaigns as they have settled with Oprah's media company, Harpo, for undisclosed terms.

Harpo objected to Mutual of Omaha's recent tagline of "proud sponsor of life's aha moments" because it's a phrase that they believed was associated with Oprah by the public since she uses it often on the show.

They must have settled amicably because Mutual of Omaha is still using the tagline in question on their website.

To be honest, that phrase is older than both of them, but people can get finicky about their trademarks.

"Bananas" and "that's hot" anyone?

PerezHilton.com

I googled and also found this link. DailyFinance.com

And last but not least we can thank Oprah for Obama. I am not going to discuss politics other than to say he was not my choice for president. She had him on her show twice. Sarah Palin,  (regardless of your feelings about her) who was the first woman on a Republican Presidental ticket was not allowed on her show, widely watched by woman. Los Angeles Times
I know, I know it is her show she is entitled I suppose, just showed me her open mindedness or lack there of.

I could go on and on but will leave it at this.....what pisses you off?

PS. Any authorities that may pick this post up on google or what ever, I have  no desire to kill or see Oprah killed......just incase  you were wondering.

You're so Vain [guest blog]

Today I am proud to announce my first guest blogger. Adam from Throwing Quarters blog/podcast has written a great post about how blogging can affect your life. What you thought was just between you and the internet can hit close to home. It fits nicely with I have been writing about lately myself.
So let's welcome Adam....

You're So Vain

Hello to all you Vodka Logicals [can I say I just coined a term for all you Vodka Logic fans or what?]

If you have never heard of me, that's fine with me, and up until August, I was delightfully obscure in my own little blog world.  Only a small handful of readers, and all of whom I built a unique relationship with read my blog, or so I thought.

From reading mommy bloggers to photog bloggers, to reading about the mundane intricacies of life, I was a realtive unknown.  I would write exactly as I was feeling, about any subject I care to write about.  From the cult like properties of the Catholic Religion to explaining why Obama was NOT my candidate, to why I will never buy a GM vehicle for as long as I live, to going off about the hell that is becoming my job in retail.

Oh my job.  So like I stated before, up until August I was unknown.  29-30 followers, all of whom read and commented my blog.  Then Blog of Note happened.

Google and Blogger plucked me from obscurity and put me in the public eye.  My daily hits went from 400-500 a month to 400-500 and hour.  Within minutes my blog had more traffic than I have ever had since keeping traffic records.

I was delighted.  I would giggle as I read the enormous amounts of comments, I would giggle at the amount of traffic I was getting, and humbled by the amount of downloads my podcast was getting.

Then it happened.

My boss found out.  How?  Well it seems, as it turns out, my colleagues followed by blog with devotion.  They followed anonymously and would keep comments to themselves.  Then one day they started texting me and congratulating me on the success of my blog.

When I blew up, I continued posting as I felt I should.  No holds barred style.  I would use words like but not limited to, fuck, shit, bitch, fucktard, asshat, and cunt.  I would write about all you stupid retail customers.  I would write about my family.  I would write about anything.

Well one day, after attending several weddings over the summer, I shared with my readers an observation.  Why would you wear jeans to a wedding?  I went off.  I made up a fictional character which was a combo of every person I have ever seen at a wedding with jeans on, and I picked on them.  I used a line, which I now wish I edited out, 'I know you. I work with you. I know you have nice slacks and a tie'.

That line alone caught the attention of some coworkers.  Instantly all my colleagues who read my blog began wondering who it was.  One person was at a wedding with me and assumed the whole blog was about 1 person that we worked with.  So they took it upon themselves to tell said Jean Wearing coworker about it.  They said, "Sorry dude about what Adam said about you on his blog."

He was ignorant.  He didn't know.  Soon an entire store [not mine] was pissed off.  They took it upon themselves to print it and give it to my boss' boss.  She in turn, read every curse word, every phrase, and every disingenuous thing about it to my boss, and demand that I take it down.

Too late, by the time it got that far, I was tipped off and I took it down as to not piss off any more coworkers.

Too late the damage was done.  I was not fired, written up, or even sternly talked to.  It ruined my reputation in my boss' eyes, and her superiors eyes.  I was up for a promotion that I did not get.  I was considered a leader, now, I am nothing but a swearing asshole.

My employer can't fire me.  I never mentioned a name.  I never mentioned where I work, but somehow that post alone has put me into a place at work where managers think I am toxic, unpromotable, and just a downright asshole.

So as you read a blog that pokes fun at people, keep your opinions on the blog.  Share it with friends if you think to, but if you think a blog is about someone, and it never mentions their name, you are more guilty than I for pointing it out.  I didn't mention a name.  Since that person fit the description and you say, dude, 'that guy wrote a blog about you', you are basically saying it was not OK to wear jeans to a wedding, without the original thoughts behind your words.  You are saying something to someone without having to say it and somehow it protects you from being guilty.

The way I see it, you, my friend, are the asshole.  You, my friend, are the dickhead.  You, my friend, are the toxic one.

You're so vain, you probably think THIS blog is about you.

Follow-ups and Blog Follower Fluctuation

First of all I want to thank everyone for their imput on my Chicken Logic post.  I guess I have to expect some evolution in my blog over time. I started the blog originally to post my poetry but as I have explained poems can't be forced. They just pop into my head and end up on paper, good or bad. And since I didn't want too long of gaps in the blog I added more traditional blogs. Anyway I have said all this before so won't go over it again.

I have tried to respond to most of the comments that I have received lately. They come to my Blackberry so it is easy to type of a quick reply. The insight in some of the replies has been heartwarming and helpful. The back and forth emails a learning experience.

This brings me to my followers. I have noticed a fluctuation of the numbers over the last few days. Don't know why for the most part. Maybe some have stopped reading blogs or aren't interested in mine anymore, I don't know. I do know that some follow and then never come back. That's cool too. I have to admit it is a bit heady to see the numbers go up. Nice to think that people are enjoying and maybe getting something out of what you write.

 I follow a fair amount of blogs and do my best to keep up. But with a full time job, a family and just life I can't always.. we all understand. Sometimes I find myself not enjoying a blog  much anymore so I may stop reading it for awhile. There are a few that I  visit and comment on and I have noticed they don't reciprocate. That for the most part is fine, but, and think most of us will agree, the comments often  expand on the post. It also lets the blogger know what people think. I admit I am more inclined to comment on the ones that I see around the blogosphere commenting away, and on mine too.

I try to relate my comments to the post at hand and depending I "try" to be funny or insightful, at least be appropriate. Well it seems I have put off one of my followers. She didn't see the humor in my comment and felt insulted. She let me know with a subtle comment on one of  my posts and has stopped following me. Not having had direct communication with this blogger I don't know that I am right in my assumption but never the less I sent an email appologizing for the misunderstanding and hoped they understood I was trying to be funny. This blogger has a fun blog and I never thought I would be offending them.  I have done what I think is right to this point and they can either take my word or not. So be it. In the grand scheme of things we are strangers and I won't lose sleep over it. This blogger has a very large following so I would have thought they have had a misunderstanding or two before. Regardless I will continue to enjoy their blog. They even wrote once that they don't drop blogs just stop reading, I guess there is a first for everything and it was me.

I also had a lot of fun replies on my last post I am full of Glee. So nice to see so many enjoying the show. As someone pointed out it is the quirky shows that get dropped..let's hope this one survives. I like having a name for us all too.... Gleeks.

On my right side bar I have posted the awards I have been honored to receive. Soon I will pass the newest  along to some of the great deserving blogs I have come across. In the meantime please know I am flattered. This blog world is certainly a wide open place full of different and interesting characters... I see reality show..now that  I would watch.

I am full of Glee

I love the show Glee. It is about a high school teacher, Will Schuester played by Matthew Morrison,  that decides to resurrect the Glee Club. It had been popular and successful when he had been a student at the school. The cheerleading squad [the Cheerios] coach, Sue Sylvester played by Jane Lynch, isn't too thrilled about it and tries to ruin the clubs chances. [there is only so much funding after all and recognition]

The characters are quirky and endearing. Even Sue who, in the beginning, showed no redeeming value has emerged as a character to care about. Recent episodes about her dating and some background in her family have really changed my perspective on her. Will, has been fairly consistant as Mr. Nice Guy, except for one instance when he recruited the star quarter back for the Glee Club. A little blackmail goes a long way.

Finn played by Cory Monteith, is the star quarter back. His character is conflicted about doing the right thing with his pregnant girl friend [ Dianna Agron played by Quinn Fabray] and playing ball and showing an increasing affection for Lea Michele who plays Rachel Berry. Poor Finn, we all know that he isn't the father of the baby.

The other characters include a boy in a wheelchair [who was the center of the last episode] a black girl who fights for songs that aren't too vanilla. A great line in the last episode was when Mr. Shuester told her there would be a song "she could dip in chocolate". There is a Jewish boy who feels guilty for not loving the Jewish girl [Rachel, who has two dads btw], he also happens to be the father of Quinn's baby.

The football coach is in love with the health teacher, who is in love with Will, who is married. I don't think Will loves his wife any more but she is "pregnant" so he feels obligated to stay with her. She is faking her pregnancy, after finding out she was not really pregnant.

One of my favorite characters is Kurt, played by Chris Colfer. He plays a gay boy who has finally "come out" to his father. His father, a mechanic, is the kind of father you would think would hate that his son was gay, but has embrassed it. He doesn't necessarily understand it but he loves his son. Their relationship is one of the more interesting being developed recently.

I can't really take time to go over all the plot lines and characters without getting too lengthy and boring [for those not into the show]. I am somewhat surprised how much I am liking it as musicals aren't really "my thing". The music is well done and I believe the actors sing their own parts.

If you want a show that is quirky, funny, poignant and full of character development  watch Glee .

The show is available on hulu.com

Chicken Logic

I have started three blog posts over the last couple days, none of which have made it to the front page. I have one started about all the wonderful awards that my fellow bloggers have given me.. God I love my followers. That didn't sound too egomaniacal did it?

Another blog is about the tv show Glee, I love that show. Quirky, funny and last nights show was so real. The character development is shinning through.

There is also a half written poem somewhere too. If they don't flow out in the beginning chances are it will stay hidden and half written.

Sooooo what to do about this clog in my brain? Who knows...... I have a lot on my mind these days it seems. This happy go lucky blogger you see most of the time [I know I lie too] is really only a front for the real one trying to get out. Sometimes I do, mostly via my poems, but a lot of what is inside me stays there. I should change the title of my blog to "Chicken Logic" cuz that is what I am.

Afraid to speak out. As much as I don't "know" most of you that read my blog, I do know several. Family members and a few RL friends some blogger and internet friends that are like family to me as well. They hold me back lest I be judged. Why should I care...thing is I don't really so what's the problem?

Ok, if you are still with me after that disjointed and rambling opening thanks, it does feel good to get that much out. Now on to what I need to do for myself, what will make me a more open and comfortable with what's inside? It all makes me feel like a poser.

No worries, I will blog along as I usually do, but maybe once in awhile I will let out pieces of me... pieces that make me cry or laugh or squirm.. I don't know just stick with me please and let's see what happens.

I would be interested in what you all do, when at a turning point. What you decide to keep in and what you decide to write about.. I really am interested in your thoughts and ideas.
Thank you..

Poems Plight

I must pretend,
To smile pretty.
When in a rut,
And not so witty.


Rhymes don't come easy,
To me some days.
The mind a fog,
Thoughts in a haze.


I love to write them,
Read them, recite.
But I can't force it,
Never, not quite.


When they appear,
Behind my eyes.
They scream to come out,
My pen, it cries.


Writing quickly,
Before it is lost.
Onto the paper,
At any cost.


Many a poem,
I have forgotten.
Driving my car,
Trying to remember, I'm rotten.


Home I get,
And sit to write.
Out of my head,
The poem took flight.


Gone somewhere,
I never know,
Until once again,
It decides to show.

Justifiable Homicide Tuesday

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Welcome to Justifiable Homicide Tuesday. I know it sounds a bit dire but I had to have somewhere to post those gripes that just about drive me over the edge of sanity... and believe me I am close enough to insane as it is.

To get my point across here is a perfect example ... happened on Saturday on the way to Logan Airport to pick up a friend. We are in line at a toll on the Massachusetts Turnpike, we have been in this line for what seems like hours [I am not very patient]. We got in this line because the signs, a mile back, indicated the right two lanes were for Cash... the left two are for the EZPass Users. As we get closer to actually paying the toll, the losers that either didn't see the signs or chose to ignore them now want to cut in front of us. They have run out of room and need to get in the correct lane. Guess what, I am not feeling so generous and you can sit there with your blinker on and wait like the rest of us. I suppose some good samaritan let them in but it wasn't my turn to be nice today.

So now you get the point, come back on Tuesdays, if you'd like and read what pissed me off this week. Air your gripes as well if you'd like, here or on your own blog. I always feel better when I get things off my chest, and know someone else understands. Just grab the badge and join in.

I love the badge, made with the skilled hands of  Nap Warden.

I'll be back...............

I have been on a bit of a break it seems from reading and writing blogs. I have had a nice weekend in Boston with my friend Rush, and hopefully the  mojo is back.

Our Rob Thomas concert was cancelled, apparently he had some family emergency, but rescheduled for December. Saddly I don't think Rush will be able to fly out again for the rescheduled date.

We went to the Northend in Boston and  had a great Italian meal and then to a club called Lucky's and had a fabulous time. The martinis were large and delicious. There was a Frank Sinatra cover band that was fun. The bartender was a doll and I wanted to take  him home apparently. But alas I am married.....lol.

Rush got me home safely to the hotel and I am feeling fresh and ready for a day of some Christmas shopping.

Be patient with me and I will be back soon.
xx

Cold Confusion

Is feed a cold and starve a fever or starve a cold feed a fever?

I think I'll feed both just in case, I have a big weekend ahead
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Tag your it.........the green in my life

I was tagged awhile back by A Brunette Making it One Day at a Time to do a green blog but forgot all about until I read Smell The Coffee Lisa's blog today. [and I think I am finally caught up]

Looking at Lisa's post I see it was supposed to be seven things...opps. I have five, four from work and one from home... forgive my exhaustion.

Kimwipes have been around since I was in college 100 years ago. They say delicate but they are far from it. They are like sandpaper. If you have a cold DO NOT use them. Although a handy tissue size they are for spills, the roughness will remove your nose.

This signs shows where the eyewash station is in the lab. There are two in fact.  I had to use it once and was drenched to my waist.

 I guess it looks kinda yellow but it is green. Our lab has a million [and I do not exaggerate]  clipboards. We have to keep track of everything. This list is what the night shift is responsible for every shift...and it is the longest in the lab.

This roll of stickers is to place on blood products that .... you guessed it can't go in the fridge or cooler. Blood leaves the lab in coolers often and the nurses/docs want to put the platelets in there too. So we literally cover the product with these and hope they stay at room temperature. Believe it or not it doesn't alway work.. sigh

These plants are in my front bay window. In the background is a Snake plant and the foreground is a Thanksgiving cactus. They spend the summer outside and we mostly remember to bring them in before the frost. The cactus blooms beautifully like this every year despite the abuse it gets. Fun fact, the Snake plant is also called "mother in laws tongue" because you can't kill it...the cactus was given to me by my mil... interesting ...and my mil......she will be 95 years old this year!!

There you go, a bit of the green in my life.....what about yours??

Balance

This poem was originall posted on December 23, 2008. I am reposting this poem as my blog mojo is lacking at the moment. I have a few ideas in my head but need to expand on them.

When this was posted I think I had maybe two followers so I figure this will be new to most of you...and I am so thrilled to have so many followers now.

If I recall the inspiration was a tough time my youngest was having with a school chum and my own disillusion with a friend of my own....


Balance

I finally get it,
Although I always did.
I hate to admit things,
To be told the truth, god forbid.

Avoidance is something,
I don't understand.
Why not be honest,
And say what is at hand.

Easy come, easy go,
It is easy to say.
Too bad I don't buy it,
The price too high too pay.

As I have said often,
It was always for fun.
But it appears that's too much,
So it's easier to run.

Some play mates and friendships,
As I see them are one sided.
Another thing I don't get,
Since that is always misguided.

Young or old, it happens,
And let's hope only once.
For what friendship needs,
Is faith, truth, and balance.