Wednesday:)What’s Happenin’ In My Wacky World?

11 Aug

“Do anything, but let it produce joy.”

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

(Words to live by, Walt. Thanks)

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I woke up early again today, deciding I was going to roll over, take the day off and not walk. My knee was acting up, I didn’t go to bed til after 1am, and I was tired. All good excuses, right?

I have this imaginary Angel/Devil on my shoulders argument thing going on in my head all the time. The Devil on my left shoulder says things like, “Don’t walk, stay in bed, or eat those brownies, or you don’t have to go to church today. 👿 Then, the Angel on my right shoulder says, “It’s a beautiful day, go enjoy the birds and get some exercise, drink more water, have a smoothie for breakfast, and I’ll see you at church on Sunday.” 😇

I’ll confess, the Angel doesn’t always win, especially the eating brownies part. But, she’s usually right, so I got up and went for a nice walk before it got too hot. I got in two miles. (Thank you Angel.)

Me and my shadow.

Today, I was really looking forward to our Words With Friends writing group over at The MillHouse at 1pm. Melissa Cantu is such a talented and inspirational facilitator/host. I am ever so grateful that she started this group.

Thank you, Melissa! 🤗
Our guest speaker today was Rachel Francis (second from left) who conducted a thought provoking poetry workshop. A beautiful group of talented ladies, all bringing their own unique and wonderful ideas and insights to each meeting.

I tend to bring the comic relief, with my weird sense of humor and outbursts of silliness. I read to them my Country Western Poem/Song that just needs a catchy tune and fabulous country singer to make it fly off the charts. It’s called, “I’ll Just Have Another Beer.” I’m thinkin’ Garth Brooks or Blake Shelton should sing it. It’s about this guy, and his girl left him and stole his truck and his dog. Typical country song, but funny. I read it with a thick southern twang. 🤦‍♀️

Now, saving the best for last. Remember how I’ve been praying and doing my best Navajo rain dances. Well, this afternoon, I heard big thunder booms. The sky got dark, but no rain. Friends were posting on Facebook that it was pouring rain by them, just a few miles away on the other side of town. But, no rain here. So, I went outside, lifted my hands to the sky and chanted my best rain chant. Finally, a nice little down pour. (You’re Welcome!)

It only lasted about 5 minutes, but I’ll take what I can get. (Maybe someone up there didn’t care for all my singing and dancing.) I should have stuck to show tunes like, “Singing in the Rain.”

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