Undeniable

Reality knocks until either the door caves in or you fall down.

Ziplock Fresh

I'm an old hand at writing and blogging, I really had fun on friend finder for a time, but I got bored.  I think I should take IT classes just to navigate the Internet.  I guess I am showing my age, but I decided to start writing again because it felt good.  Plus this place does not feel like some choke chain (but I POSTED you on facebook) and don't you check email site.... I purposely do not get on that site daily. It drives me nuts.  So those of you seeing my party fouls, sorry.. do realize how much poodoo one must know and do differently for each thing. I know, I'll get the cheese.

Outside the Box

The ridiculous expression of love gift has been a hammock with a cypress frame and luxury redefines itself swaying under a leafy roof lit by tiki lights and flesh glows under the spin of two fans.  Swaying legs, balance carefully maintained..  let go for a moment for days weeks and months until a year ... and it wasn't terrible Maurice... where the Wild Things Are..

The Bed is still warm.

but I got out of it...

and that people..thank you very much.

*muah* what a crowd..

Something

There are days I have so much to feel with no adjective wanton enough for the emotion.  No parody or comparison feels plausible enough to describe the desert.  Rooted firmly in the middle of this is me and oh that is something.  Really?  Big Head.  Overcompensation for something.  This desert gets crowded and loud, feeling so much without words.  The thing that never shuts up. Forever speaking but not talking.  Rooted in the moment, judged, weighed..

and found lacking by the sand

So I empty something out of my shoes..

SHUT UP

now that would be something.

Buffet and Sneeze Guard

Everyone gets that first clean plate, when heading like cattle to the buffet.  Did you ever watch this activity later on?  Waitresses around the country groan as they herd kids on a mission to destroy any beautifully clean set of tines with mashed potatoes and macaroni.  Using the same plate, parents plod up to angrily dare the staff to say a thing to their offspring while they dish out more gravy... on dirty plates.

I've seen this and get grossed out.  Forget sneezing on the glass up top.  How about paws off the food and on clean plates and stop wasting?  Since when did the buffet become organic as in free range child rearing? 

MooShoo
SmuckYou

Another sandwich whipped up sheerly by epiphany grossed out...