Restless mind in a lazy body


When I’m lazy, as some days are, I stay at home or don’t go far.

My mind can’t stop and my body won’t go, so onto social media I flow.

Sometimes I rhyme and then I might stop.

I let the words fill up the white space on the page, and as I do so, my breathing slows. It’s like a tap, dripping my thoughts.

Drip – why am I so lazy?

Whisper – Sometimes your brain can’t choose what to do so it chooses to do nothing.

Drip – How can I do things I’m not capable of doing?

Whisper – Depend on My power.

Drip – what if I am not doing enough?

A whisper – even non doing is doing with the right mindset. Simply be.

Drip – I’m afraid I might let you down.

Whisper – I have not given you the spirit of fear.

Drip- what if I can’t do it all or do it well?

The quiet whisper from the land without time, you already did.

Drip – I love you Lord.

Whisper – I loved you first.

Reality Check


If you are looking for a funny cat video or pictures of beautiful people smiling, check the rest of the internet. I interrupt this regularly witty blog for a shot of reality, which unfortunately is a hard thing to come … Continue reading

Update


Haven’t been here in a while. Lots of things have been going on, and just in case anyone out there still comes by here, here’s an update.

Last year we had some bad storms. My in-law’s home was destroyed, but my mother-in-law saved me a few pieces of rubble which I’ve been making jewelry out of. I would like to sell them, but is that morally okay? People died in those storms.

I had a couple surgeries this summer. I have a sneaky suspicion my surgeon just has a thing for robots. My left leg used to be longer than the right (since the 1st surgery) but now (after the second) I think the right’s longer. It’s weird.

I’m still doing a clinical trial for a drug, and they extended the trial indefinitely. I’m pretty sure I’ve been on a placebo, but in a few months I get the real thing. It should be interesting.

We got a puppy. We still have our other dog. Puppies have sharp teeth. Like razors. And bad breath. And more pee than logically makes sense. I’m still more of a cat person.

My kids have been sick. Me too. Like, “wish I was dead” sick, but hopefully it will pass one way or another soon.

Lastly, I’m not sure about writing. I’m doubting my abilities. Being sick isn’t very inspirational either. I’m thinking about deleting this blog. If I ever started blogging again, I’d use my hypothetical pen name.

Signing off for now,

Grandma Got Runover By Some Rain Gear: Illustrated Version


I think this is the favorite out of my remade Christmas songs, so I thought I’d make some pics to go with it. Now, please don’t be too harsh on the drawings, they are just for fun. Real…Karaoke Grandma got … Continue reading