her tightly pinched lips
sickly white from forced pressure
pushing love away.
giggles erupting
uncontained mirth engulfing
overtaking us.
no smiles found her eyes
wary, watchful orbs untouched
by life’s happiness.
prayers heard solemnly
lovingly tucked in warm beds
sweet dreams little ones.
slippered feet silenced
anxious to avoid conflict
too quiet children.
holding on tightly
waltzing in circles of joy
her love unrestrained.
Peace, people!
You know,
getting pretty is not for the faint of heart.
But totally worth it. Thank you Laura at Fuel Salon + Store in Tallahassee for making me look human again!
Peace, People!
I have a great many corks. How shall I recycle/reuse them?
I believe I have enough to spell TEXAS.
Or to make a pair of these.
All I need is glue.
At 58 my brain doesn’t work quite the way it once did. I had more to say, but it escapes me.
Every now and then I feel the need to celebrate the humble beer. My first beer was an ice cold Schlitz. It was awful. I might have been 16 at the time and decided I could live quite nicely without ever having another sip of that foul stuff.
Later in life (18) I decided beer wasn’t that awful. After all, I was a poor college kid and all the other poor college kids were drinking it. Brand didn’t matter back then; I drank whatever was available.
For many years I was a Coors Lite drinker. I just thought all beer tasted that way. Then someone introduced me to Shiner. Oh my! Before long I was drinking all sorts of beers and discovering a world of different textures and flavors.
I’m still a wine girl, but sometimes this wine girl likes a really good beer.
For a combination Mother’s/Father’s Day gift our daughter had this made for Studly and me. It’s a beautiful reminder of all we’ve been through and of just how far we’ve come.
The border lists all the places we’ve lived in our marriage. In the lower right hand corner the names of our children and grandchildren are written. All around our names are our interests and Studly’s famous sayings, “Don’t say whoa in a mud hole,” “Second Sucks,” and “Can’t never could.”
The “Really, Really” is how Studly signs his cards to me. He’s been doing so since before we married. The one time he forgot I thought he wanted to leave me.
Notice the cow in the upper right hand corner. That represents Salem Sue, the huge Holstein that adorns a hill outside New Salem, North Dakota, where we lived for 18 months. The town, not the hill; although, I always told people we lived behind the left udder.
The remainder of the picture contains little bits of our lives, our hobbies and activities. Studly golfs. I drink wine. We both follow the Dallas Cowboys and ride motorcycles. Oh, and we both look like idiots trying to climb out of our kayak.
When I get old, this will be my touchstone, my connection to our past. What a wonderful gift!
it’s easy to spot
the serious gentleman
he’s notating joyce.
a pen in one hand
he scribbles in the margins
frowning all the while.
can he not see that
frowning creases his forehead?
oh, i suppose not.
I’m a souvenir junkie. Last week when we were motorcycling in northwestern Arkansas I picked up this little piece. Its elegant plastic curves embellished with the aggressive Razorback mascot of The University of Arkansas just screams “class!” Don’t you agree?
Instead of going on and on about what a pitiful excuse I am for a domestic goddess I thought I’d share a recipe that Studly Doright and I really like. If that isn’t progress, I don’t know what is.
FIVE INGREDIENT CROCKPOT RANCH CHICKEN
1 boneless, skinless chicken breast per person
1 pkg. dry Ranch dressing
1 small potato per person
1 sweet onion
1 frozen small corn on the cob per person
–Wash potatoes and slice
–Slice onions
–Create foil packets and put potatoes and some of the onion in one for each person along with a pat of butter and some of the Ranch dressing.
–Wrap individual corn on the cob in foil packets along with a pat of butter and a bit of Ranch.
–Place chicken in crockpot.
–Pour a half cup of water, along with some butter, Ranch dressing, and onion over the chicken.
–Place veggie packets on top.
–Cook on high for 4 hours.
No kidding, this is one of the best, easiest meals out there. One can substitute kale for the corn packets for a healthier option, and obviously butter needn’t go into every ingredient, but oh my! It’s so good.
walked into the bedroom
stopped beside the dresser
something nagged inside my head
what was it i was there for?
left the room, went down the hall
thinking all the way
whatever might i have needed
in the middle of the day?
glasses i had on my nose
sandals on my feet
ipod was in my left hand
cranking a steady beat.
passed the mirror in the hall
oh, now my lapse was clear!
i’m naked as a jaybird
and should cover my derrierre.
Praying for Eyebrowz 