happy place

5 03 2016

IMG_0180wow… it has been a while…  sit down and get comfortable.. grab a coffee and relax.. close your eyes and let your imagination take you away…see the sights in your mind.. feel the breeze, smell the smells…

where are you?…. where is your happy place?… are you in the mountains surrounded by tall trees?… are you walking down a wooded path, a lost love one by your side? where does you imagination take you?.. it might be a beach or an open field, sand or grass for as far as you can see.

me, I am at the ocean ,most of the time… there is a berm with a path that leads to the beach… I am about 10 feet up from the sand that stretches out for 100 or so feet and there is the water… the sun is rising and the breeze cools me as the sun warms my face… stop… breath deep… hear the sea gulls as the chatter in search of food…the sound of the waves is thunderous but not bothersome…. crash, roar…. and then the hiss of retreat…. over and over… there is a cabin to my right, I am at roof height and I can see smoke coming out of the chimney that is made of stone… the siding is weathered from the constant ocean air and sand that it endures everyday… yet it is a sturdy place, safe and secure… the front looks out onto the water and there are two steps that lead to a large covered porch, a swing and two Adirondack chairs( probably AdIrTomdAcks)….a long table in front of them all…. I hear my mothers voice…”coffee or tea?” she loved her tea. …. never see her just hear her. or feel her… and we sit and enjoy the noisy silence of the new morning….

take some time…. turn off the tv, kill the I-pad and boil some water…. sit back and relax… let your inner you take the wheel….go sit in that tree stand..go walk that trail…go sit your ass on that mountain and take in the vista….. just because your a responsible adult does not mean you have lost the imagination of a child….love to the kids….and grand kids.. linda… you still are rocking this shit, keep it up….





Nanny….

2 03 2013

God he got a gift today
He took her from our hands
We did not give her willfully
We know he understands
The center of our universe
Our loving guiding light
Bright and beautiful in the sky
Like the moon that guides us through the night
We know he knows what he has
This loving soul he took
And our hearts are filled with tears
For she is everywhere we look
Yes god he got a gift today
That we did not want to give
But she will be with us everyday
As long as we all shall live…..

Nanny, a day will not go by that we will not miss you
And a day will not go by that you are not with us, in our hearts.
We will fall into that hole left in our hearts many times,
But in time we will stop, and know the beauty, the love, and the joy , that is you…..





Here we go again…

20 09 2012

Wow…yup it is election time again..yup we get to choose who will be the leader of the free world…and god help us they both are idiots…we have our president…barak obama….he has been there 4 years and he wants 4 more…what has he done?…what has he not done?…am I better off now then 4 years ago…hmmm…well I am still working…but I lost a factory job because some international company bought out my company and shipped it to Mexico…so no I am not…is that the presidents fault…well his opponent would like me to think it was, when in fact he is a venture capitalist and buys companies so he can ship them over seas…oh boy!,…this is giving me a head ache…now the president wants national healthcare…everybody should have insurance…that is not national healthcare..that is national give everybody insurance and make the people who are struggling struggle more to pay for it….now his opponent wants to give everybody vouchers…what the hell is that….you see he is so wealthy he has lost touch with reality…as a matter of fact all politicians have lost touch with reality…you see the problem is that politics was never meant for politicians…it should never have been a profession…our fore fathers wanted a government for the people by the people…not for the wealthy by the wealthy…hell we had a revolution against that back in 1776 …. I mean Obama will not raise my taxes, but he will tax my befit package as income so I can give free benefits to someone without them…hmmmm. So I get penalized for having a good job…now mitt says that a guy working two jobs at 9 dollars an hour is the American dream…oh boy…we are so fucked…love to the kids and linnie ya I have not forgotten you…oh no …and Debra…you are the grin on the face of life…nice





Another story

24 11 2011

Wow…you know you can love it or hate it…but deer season is here…and what I love most of all…is not trekking through the woods and freezing my culunes off….or sitting in my stand waiting for ever to see nothing…nope it is the stories…deer hunting makes stories, and those stories become memories…it may be about the one you got…it may be the one you missed…it may not be about hunting at all…my brother in law has a dusey about his brother in law … Getting stuck in the mountains….. These stories may be told by an …adult or by a child…they are common in their theme…but different in their details…they all have some point where the teller goes…BOOM!…and scare the bejesus out of ya…but they are heart felt and detailed…they grow as soon as they are planted…I shot a doe at 10 yards walking by …becomes I shot a monster buck at 100 yards hanging upside down…I never get sick of them and I will never stop telling them…love to the kids…Linny…you are going strong…deb…my deepest prayers are with you…I think of you every day





fair??

26 08 2011

fair

1   /fɛər/ Show Spelled [fair] Show IPA adjective, fair·er, fair·est, adverb, fair·er, fair·est, noun, verb

adjective

1.

free from bias, dishonesty, or injustice: a fair decision; a fair judge.
2.

legitimately sought, pursued, done, given, etc.; proper under the rules: a fair fight.
3.

moderately large; ample: a fair income.
4.

neither excellent nor poor; moderately or tolerably good: fair health.
5.

marked by favoring conditions; likely; promising: in a fair way to succeed
     wow….who ever said life wasn’t fair??….life has nothing to do with it…life is a gift, the alternative is much worse…but like any gift we tend to compare our’s to what everybody else got….damn i got this stupid thing , but what johnny got is much cooler….we tend to envy our neighbor and forget what is sitting in our laps….our gift…our life….we can’t trade it we can’t bring it back for a refund….”this doesn’t fit i need another size”….”do you have a reciept”…”well no god didn’t include a gift reciept”…”well here’s a store credit…thanks for shopping at wal-mart , NEXT”…fair “1. free from bias, dishonesty, or injustice: a fair decision; a fair judge…well life can be neither dishonest  or injust…it has no moral values and it has no motive….it is a thing…a section in time….like a rock our life starts rolling down the hill of time…sometimes it goes fast some times it goes slow….it may hit other rocks bounding down the hill..your rock may share the path of another rock as it travels along….now these tumbling rocks are all different…some more fragile then others…some wear quicker during their downward flight….some will make it along ways down the hill some may get caught up in the grass or collide with other rocks and stop rolling….sitting still in time waiting to be set back into motion……..some of us spend too much time focused on where we have been and not enough time on what is there in front of us…because unlike the rock we do have some control on where we are going…we may not be able to control how long we will role…but we can control where……we can enjoy the now…the place we are because we never know when this ride will end……learn from where you have been….plan for where you want to go, even if you never make that goal, plan for it….and most important…..live for now…now is the most important day….love to the kids….linney..still truckin…and new to the prayer list, deb keep going with a smile and a sigh cause you rock, now keep rolling 

 

 




when the lights go out

11 07 2011

what will you see when the lights of life go out?….will it be heaven,.. or hell???…you know like when you are in a room all lit up. …this is your life ,.. your room…when you turn out the light and the room is plunged into darkness….what do you see??….what image is burned into your mind??….what did the room look like when the lights went out…..will it be a neat clean image, one with everything in order,….everything has a place and everything in it’s place…will it an image of filth…everything in disarray…cushions tossed about….things turned over….what will you see….maybe it was a party…lots of hootin and hollaring going on…music playing …people dancing….a real fun time…and boom….lights out……so what will you see??…..linney….keep it real girl, you ain’t goin nowhere…..love to the fam…and the kids





life at 50

15 01 2011

wow..yup i figured out why the love life dies at 50…you see when you’re in your twenties she roles over and there is this slim muscular man, six-pack abbs and sweeping hair…damn she wants him, and with a single kiss the fire begins, and an hour later when you are both exhausted from multiple encounters you crawl out of bed and shower..he make coffee and breakfast while she readies for the day…remember those days, ya me neither , but that is beside the point, bear with me…

now, today..she roles over and if it wasn’t a gastric release that woke her, one is soon to come, there she see a lump of a man with hair everywhere except his head,the ears , the nose, and eye brows so bushy you could sit a plant on them. he need a a shave bad and the bristles are all shades of gray, but love is blind and so is she without her glasses…she kisses him and he stirs and grunts, this is where the gas comes out if it already hasn’t……then he pops up his head fattening her lip….now he is awake and ,needing to urinate,  in the ready for love but she is bleeding, he quickly gets up and gets a wash cloth and tends to her lip, probably uses the bathroom which is attached to the master bedroom.. and fills the area with sounds and such that can only truly be imagined….and if by some miracle when he returns she hasn’t fallen back asleep, fat lip and all, it’s where the hell are those damn blue pills…ya ..good luck with that…love to the kids…linny here’s to another year..keep it up…and baby…how you manage is beyond me…i do love you