Bitten

       I was just bitten by a bug. Here I am, sitting on my couch, minding my business, listening to an online class, when.... "Youch!" 

       I reach to the back of my thigh and feel a tiny little beetle like bug. It instantly squashed. No bigger than the head of a pin and completely foreign to me. Now my leg itches and my mind itches right along with it. "What kind of freakin' bug is THAT? Gross! I've never seen one of those."

       Gross. I don't like being bitten by a foreign bug I know nothing about. I would rather be bit by a mosquito. At least I am familiar with them. It's like the difference between taking a lick of your kid's ice cream cone and that of a complete stranger kid's cone. Don't know who they are, don't want a lick!

       Yeah. My mind works like that. Strange? Perhaps. But don't judge unless you're willing to dump some of the crazy that runs through your mind! ha ha ha ha

Busy Days

Yesterday

Went to House On The Rock

Finally had the guts to walk out here...

Went hiking by a waterfall

here

You'll have to scroll down the link to see the waterfall.

I burned out my batteries at our first stop.

Long drive.

Body retaliating.

Exhausted family.

Good times.

Fun.

Today

Second born turns teenage!

Happy celebration day!

Received phone call from friend.

She was in a bad accident.

Young guy on drugs t-boned her.

She has a shattered pelvis.

Waiting for surgery.

Plates, screws, pain.

I'm worried about her.

Grocery Shopped.

Got in a fender bender.

Both of us backing out.

Both of us in blind spots.

Both our fault.

Decided we would deal with our own cars on our own.

No cops. No insurance.

Left each other with a hug.

No lie.

Off to the amusement park.

Praying for safe travels.

Life is strange.

Wishing all of you a happy and safe weekend

full of the good stuff.

Ponderings

Ponderings

How is it that something can suck and blow at the same time?
Do these words not have opposite meanings?
 Remember Henry from yesterday?

I could not bear to take a picture of what he has been reduced to.
When the kids arrived home yesterday to see him out there
headless and... well... pretty much everything-less...
they were sad.
Losing him so soon.
It totally sucks and completely blows.
See what I mean?

bumper sticker

I was thinking about our country and its issue with over-consumption and gluttony.
Then I thought of a new bumper sticker to replace
America The Beautiful.
How about...
America the Big and Full?
I know. Bad taste.


Behavior
I often stand in line at the grocery store and imagine everyone as giant toddlers.
It makes me laugh so hard inside!
It also makes time fly.
Imagine if we were all toddlers acting on impulse and curiosity.
What if you turned around and just stared at the person behind you
or shouted whatever came to your mind.
"Why does her hair look so funny?"
What if the guy in front of you had an overwhelming urge to
scream out his frustration at wanting to exit the store in a more timely manner.
What if he just started yelling at the top of his lungs?
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!!!!!"
Sometimes I wonder what people would do if I just walked up and hugged them
or poked them
or grabbed things from their cart.


Exposure
Perhaps I have exposed too much of my internal dialogue in this post.
Perhaps I am the only one who thinks these things.
Perhaps not.
What if we all let our quirkiness fly?
What if we let loose more often?
Found humor in life?

How about you? Any strange ponderings lately?
Don't be shy!