Yesterday a spider formed a strange bond with my husband, Studly Doright. We were sitting outside and the little guy kept jumping into Studly’s ankle. I thought they made a cute couple, but arachnophobic Studly wasn’t smitten. Or bitten.
Cute, isn’t he?
Peace, people.
My blog has a new follower:
Me.
I “like” my own posts,
But I haven’t gone overboard
With praise for my writing.
That would be pure vanity.
Neither have I critiqued it
Negatively, though.
I’m fairly certain the writer is daft
And I’d hate to hurt her
Feelings.
If you give a girl a lime, she’s going to need a knife to cut it into wedges.
After you give her a knife, she’ll cut her finger slicing the lime, and ask for a band-aid.
You’ll get her a band-aid, but the sight of blood will make her woozy, so she’ll ask for some gin.
And once she has some gin, she’s going to need some tonic water.
Of course, she’ll need a glass to put the gin and tonic in.
Since she has a band-aid on her finger, she’ll ask you to squeeze the lime into the glass for her.
Once the gin and tonic and lime are in the glass, obviously, she’ll feel the need to stir, so she’ll ask for a swizzle stick.
After she stirs the gin and tonic, she’s going to need an ice cube or two.
Now that her drink is mixed, she’ll ask for some privacy.
If she repeats these steps several times, the girl is going to need another lime.
Studly Doright brought home one lime a couple of days ago. What’s a girl to do?
I couldn’t resist sharing this photo from Facebook. Sorry about the language, but it made me laugh.
Peace, pigeons.
If it’s always darkest before the dawn, then is the opposite true?
Before the dark sets in, is that when the light shines brightest?
Maybe we’d notice then, and make ready.
But then we’d always be wondering, is this it? Is this the brightest light? How could anything be brighter? We must be doomed.
Or maybe we’d just celebrate the light.
Peace, people.
Discover Prompts: Light
Let’s call this one “I Bought Tulips.”
This article appeared on my Facebook timeline, and I thought it worth sharing. It certainly fits how I’ve been feeling.
https://hbr.org/2020/03/that-discomfort-youre-feeling-is-grief
Peace and love, people.
Experts weigh in on the topic of love’s opposite.
Peace and love, people.
WordPress blogging friends, how does one turn off comments for a post?
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