It's Monday.

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Somebody has a case of the Mondays.

I have been up since 6:00. Showered, made the kid's lunch, fed the cats, let the hounds loose, fed the hounds, checked my email, played angry birds {2 stars only thus far on todays episode}, shared a banana with the pups, talked with the kid who had stopped by to pick up his lunch and am now sitting on the back porch with a pup on either side of me drinking my second cup of coffee and chilling out. {I am drinking my coffee and they are chilling out, for the record}

Any questions? Fire away.
What?
Seriously?
Nothing?
Okay fine - I'll start. {Caution - These questions may or may not be applicable to everyone specifically.}

• Who's running the asylum?
• Are you hiding me from your significant other? And by hiding me I mean no longer willing {or able} to participate in my bloggy and just letting the friendship die a hard and fast death.
• What is the price of tea in China?
• What is the temp in your land as you read this?
• What did you have for breakfast?
• Does the shit ever fall far from the bat?

That should keep you busy for a while. Provided you 1. hit the blog and b. take the time to answer. I will indeed answer all questions left for me with my typical blunt honesty. :-)

Happy Monday!
love and hugs,
~ b

All of It.

Happy Steak and BJ Day!

;-)

Convince me otherwise.

tick. tock. tick. tock.

Whatcha got?

{HT to Rudy for the great graphic}
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Prompted.

Usually when I blog I like to write about sex, drugs and rock and roll {okay not really but rather sex, my idiot x,coffee, wine and the fact that Sarah Palin is not as harmless as she would like you to believe} but today is a little odd,because the prompt that T left me in a comment last week has been on my mind since reading it.

I have mentioned before, to Rudy, that I should make good use of a couple of websites I know of that have nothing but writing prompts. I obviously enjoy writing but have gotten out of the habit of doing so. T prompting me just might be the kick in the pants I needed to get me moving.

I think that my problem with the lack of writing is that I am generally happy and most of my previous writings come from a dark sad place where I am filled with angst. I need to find a way to rewire my thought process to enable me to write about things flowery and bright and happily ever after since that is the path my life is on. Using a prompt several times a week to just write could most definitely help me find a new comfort zone for getting what is in my brain and heart out onto the screen.

To that end I am going to start using prompts. I will probably up my writings here for you to read and critique. Don't be shy. {I know you aren't and I won't judge you while you judge me. tee hee!}

Thanks my dear T, for the prompt. It certainly did impact me even if it took the slacker me a week to respond to it. LOL!

Happy Monday!

That's How.

Heh. You know it's true.

Happy Flag Day!

Celled.

Eggsactly!

In like a ??

We woke to a very sunny day which has since turned to less sunny with a fair amount of breeze which I am guessing will turn to wind.


QOTD:
At what point in the day does one determine if March has come in like a lion or a lamb?

A Case of the Mondays.

2.01.10

QOTD:
What would you like to say to February 2010?

So True.

Directions:

Take twelve fine, full-grown months; see that these are thoroughly free from old memories of bitterness, rancor and hate, cleanse them completely from every clinging spite; pick off all specks of pettiness and littleness; in short, see that these months are freed from all the past—have them fresh and clean as when they first came from the great storehouse of Time.

Cut these months into thirty or thirty-one equal parts. Do not attempt to make up the whole batch at one time (so many persons spoil the entire lot this way) but prepare one day at a time.

Into each day put equal parts of faith, patience, courage, work (some people omit this ingredient and so spoil the flavor of the rest), hope, fidelity, liberality, kindness, prayer, meditation, rest (leaving this out is like leaving the oil out of the salad dressing—don't do it), and one well-selected resolution.

Put in about one teaspoonful of good spirits, a dash of fun, a pinch of folly, a sprinkling of play, and a heaping cupful of good humor.