I haven't written in a long while and even then, it's been few and far between and I'll tell you why. I have so much - too much - I want to write about. It just becomes a blob in my mind and so I put it off. I've decided that there is no rule that says I can't write about a bunch of stuff in the same post? I get very hung up on things like that. An example is one I grew up with. You just don't have the same thing for dinner two days in a row. That's a "rule" my mom lived by. I'm not sure which of her rule books that came out of, but it's a hang up for me and my family loves to tease me about it. If we had broccoli on Monday for Potato Night, then no way can we have it on Tues with alfredo and pasta. I poo-pooed that rule last week and darned if we didn't live to see the next day! So is it okay to talk about something funny AND something spiritual in the same post? I keep thinking God has this rule that I can't talk about my faith and something else at the same time. Oh no! That's just not done. Well, what do you suppose that that is just one more hang up of mine - one I made up in my mind? So I'm going to give myself permission to give that up. I'm saying good-bye to "only one topic per post" and " either make it spiritual or not." Whew. I feel better.
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Here's some things I'm thinking about - not in any special order. (Something in me says I really should start with spiritual things, or only write about spiritual things, if anyone is going to take me seriously. Sounds like a hang up! )
Hillary and Sarah Palin. Okay. Check this out. Is this rich or what? If Sarah Palin makes it into the White House, she will have accomplished what Hillary has been killing herself doing - with not much effort at all. By that I mean that all of these months Hillary has been fighting and brawling her way to try to be President, draining her finances and everything else while Sarah Palin has just been quietly living her life, governing Alaska and out of the blue, she has a good chance of being Vice President without having to campaign etc. That means that if John McCain keels over, Sarah will be the first woman President. Sort of by gosh and by golly. I would never want anything to happen to McCain! But how interesting, huh?
Vacation Stories- Nice Kitty/Wrong Place at the Wrong Time.
Here's a pic of a nice kitty cat that came near out cabin this summer. My hubby was nice enough to chase it to get this picture. We've all heard the stories of people getting attacked by moose, buffalo, elk, etc., trying to get The Picture. Fortunately that didn't happen here. The amazing thing is that my father (rest his soul) spent over 60 years coming to this cabin and never once laid eyes on a mountain lion. He'd be jealous if he knew! It also makes me wonder why this kitty felt comfortable enough to mozey by one morning. It was evident (detectives Willie and Bob were hot on the case!) that it was tracking a deer. The morning breeze and the nearby river (loud) served to keep him ignorant of the two guys cooking breakfast, talking and singing praises to God just yards away. I'm not sure mountain lions like hash browns, eggs and pancakes on the griddle anyway.
Now for the more amazing story. I would show you a picture of this too, but I'm afraid I'd get reported for inappropriate content and then Blogger would kick me off this site. It's a sad story of being in the wrong place at the wrong time and being impulsive to boot. There is a lesson in everything?
There was once a little packrat. We'll call him --- "Nitwit." He's been known in these parts for a few months. Even peeking in windows at night scaring all of the women in the cabin. Shame on Nitwit. Well, one day Nitwit's nest was discovered in the shed and mean old Bob tore it apart and cleaned it out. This was cause for Nitwit to take revenge? For he struck out to find a new site for a nest and what a nice place this little green car would make? Ahh. Home sweet home. Right inside this nice engine compartment. There's even a little towel stuffed in there to add comfiness the new home. Nitwit had been enjoying his new home in the little green car for over a week when one day it started moving. Oh my! What to do? Stay put for now seemed like a good idea - UNTIL! WATER! NO! There's water splashing up into my new home. My new home is going through a small stream of some sort. Nitwit decided to abandon his new home and thought that that neat little serpentine belt would help him escape. And that it did. It helped him escape into that Big Packrat Place in the Sky! Little did Nitwit know that this would be his last day. For when the people in the little green car wondered why in the world the engine stopped so suddenly, they stopped to look and soon discovered little Nitwit - or what was left of him at least. The End
