This Road of Mine

Hmmm. Seems I've been gifted yet another birthday. They sure do keep coming. I love em! As I do most gifts... And I'm happy to report that this could have been the best year ever! I mean, there were tears. GOOD GRIEF there were tears! There were disappointments. Minor and major. But I'm feeling satisfied. I took care of myself, Stood up for myself, Spoiled myself with a new car and other yummy things money buys. Speaking of money, made more of it than years before. And THAT, is a grand success. I've made decisions that pissed a couple folks off, but I had to do it for me. Has that ever happened to you? You've got to make a decision to either not be happy but everyone else will be, or be happy, follow apparent destiny and risk getting screw face (a face in which displays displeasure at your actions) from people around you? Yes, there are screwfaces in my periphery.  But there is grand joy in front of me. It's been a good year. Not mad at

So, I've got some free time.  I mean really free.  I am sitting in a quiet space, with nothing to do, and free time to do it. It's a good time to write a post, I think.  So, I turned on my computer to write a wonderfully profound, life-altering, meaningful post.  But I've got nothing. You already know to live your life fully. You've got that for sure. You already know to love the ones your with today, cause tomorrow, well you know.... You already know to think positive thoughts instead of negative thoughts, surely. You already know all the wonders of me, since you've read previous posts. So, yeah, I've got nothing. I am going to turn this thing off and go and look at the company I am keeping today. I'm going to look at them and enjoy the quirky little things that make them them. I'm gonna laugh with the little giggly girl, tell the man making awesome burgers that they are terrific indeed. I'm gonna tell this one over to my left (I mean ri

Yes, I saw a mouse where I spend a bunch of time last night. The smallest of smallest mice ever.  While we were on the chairs freaking out, he/she was running around freaking out too.  I get why little mouse dude was in a tizzy.  We ARE giants compared to it.  We are so big, we could smash it to smithereens with one foot.  Just like that.  I'd be terrified if something 100 times bigger than me was hovering around me.  You too, right? But what the heck is MY problem?  Why on earth am I afraid of such a little thing? It really cannot do anything to me.  I know.  But when I am confronted with mice or spiders, (look back at older posts, those guys are another whole story) my mind does this strange and creative thing. My mind sees it (mouse/spider) as something that could magically and instantly turn into a monster.  A monster that's definitely after ME. That will stop at nothing to get me. To eat me. To torture me. To make me cry. To make me hurt. I am just sure