Thursday, December 06, 2007
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Is There Chocolate Cake In Heaven?
If its a two layer,
Coacoa cream frosting,
Plied thick and smooth,
Still moist and warm,
Yet not enough to be melty,
Then it is a living gift,
Joy in the expression,
A memory of earth,
Time of gathering,
In candle lit song,
Warm hand of the baker,
At rest on his shoulder,
Love reunited,
In celestial chamber.
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
They've found us
The sanctity of the Blog is no more.
I don't want commercials in the comments!
Go away! And don't try to sweet-talk me with the same compliments that I just saw on two dozen other blogs! (you shameless teaser)
If I want to go shopping I'll shake my piggybank in the real world thankyou.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Is It Just Me?
I have a real knack for pissing people off. And most of the time I'm not even trying to. I have what my husband refers to as "sourchasm". Its hard to hold my tongue after I hear that one... Either I'm not as fun as I think I am or some people just have no sense of humor. I even irritated a priest today, and usually they're pretty forgiving so that's not easy to do. Well, OK, except for me I guess. I also annoyed my realtor, people in a chatroom, and some other woman who I think was a Nun. Even before I woke up this morning I evidently left some thing out that put hubby in a bad mood.
Maybe its a low Social Biorythm day,. Or maybe its just me.
Saturday, August 06, 2005
notascared
I'm home alone! Can't remember when that happened last. I don't even .......oh man ! the door bell. Fun while it lasted. now the dog's barking.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
DAD WAS A STATE-OF-THE-ART GUY
He always had the latest issue of "Consumers Best" . He would research, examine and test any piece of stereo equipment, automobile or gizmo he was considering. I think he would have done the same with computers if he had more time. The thought of computers in Heaven seems as contradictory as televisions . It's bizarre maybe but I picture him in some heavenly hammock wearing earphones and listening to Chuck Mangione. Maybe he's popping some unsalted peanuts into his mouth as he's nursing a Ballentines . Something tells me the old man is tuned up and plugged into the web. Well if so Dad, log on to this... I still miss you after six years and I love you. See you later on, and give Mom a kiss for me.
