P. S. to Share Your World 11/3/20

Well alrighty then, My meme offended someone. Take a gander at the link if you want to see what I am talking about.

Share Your World ~ 11/3/20

I’m truly at a loss. Can’t win for losing. To post that meant I am privileged because no matter which way the wind blows, tomorrow I will wake up, going about my merry business. It means I don’t know struggle because my life is not in jeopardy.

So let me ponder that a bit.

My buddy George is in jeopardy. Though I cannot speak for him, sadly I know it is true. In fact, I have seen with my own eyes the prejudice he faces. For no reason other than the color of his skin. Yet he chose to post something positive. Knowing him, he will wake up and be the happy, kind, and gentle soul who we all know and love.

And truth be told I am scared. I am sick with worry. But what good does that do? There are things beyond our control to include the outcome of this election. Sure we all get one vote but the final tally is a mutherfreaking wild card.

With that I am FIN. Ten/4 good buddy. I’ll see you on the flip side.

As always, more to come.

Share Your World ~ 11/3/20

Today would have been my brother-in-law Danny’s 55th birthday. No matter what else is happening in this world, we choose to remember him especially on this day. We even sang happy birthday and lit a candle on our pie from the turkey dinner this past Sunday. Good times I tell ya. Simple memory that makes me smile.

Now on to the main event. Thanks Melanie for hosting once again. Copy cat that I am and awaaaaayyy we go!


Which meal is your favorite: breakfast, lunch, or dinner?

All of the above. Seriously, what’s not to love about each meal. I have a favorite in each category. Omelets with hash browns and toast for breakfast. WD Deli for lunch. I could work my way through their menu and never be disappointed. Any and every family dinner – more for the company than the meal because what makes a favorite doesn’t always have to be about the food.

Who do you admire most in the world? Hard to say. I know there is someone (maybe even several someones) but I’d really have to think about it. Okay, now that I have pondered briefly, in no particular order I admire B, his dad, my sister, and my kids. Each in their own way make this world a better place to live in, even if only on a small personal scale.

With the obvious restrictions in place, what do you regret not doing in the last year? Nothing. I have no time for regrets (or ragrets as the misspelled tattoo says). Do I wish I would have taken that trip? Maybe? Or not.

Something my former therapist imparted on me was to stop saying would have, could have, should have … we can’t go back there; we have to move forward.


Feel free to share something you’re grateful for.  

For today in this moment, I am grateful that all is right in my bubble. For that I am most grateful. But hold on and “Fasten your seat belts, it’s going to be a bumpy night,” Wake me up when the election is over would ya. As my buddy George posted and I took a screenshot of