This is hilarious!

http://www.wimp.com/cats/

I've not kept up with my journals/blogs this past week. Life got busy, and my brain got fuzzy. I just couldn't seem to make words out of the atmosphere between my ears. I'm still struggling with that. Sick kids, friends in need, stuff to do...it all piles up ( Read more... )

Who are you?

Lisa...who are you?

Do not forget who you are...you did not make yourself.And that has been much of my week. A reminder that I did not create myself, I did not make up my calling, I did not equip myself to walk this path. My life is not my own ( Read more... )

I'm an aunt! I'm an aunt! Woohoo ( Read more... )

The RPS
Current mood: creative

Yes, it's that time again. Time for a convention of the Random Poet's Society.

Oh, my effervescent cereal bowl,

Overflowing with tokens of marshmallow fortune.

Why must I eat the unluckies?

Ok, I was just warming up on that one.

Who shall paint my erring cat ( Read more... )

I went to a wedding yesterday. It wasn't fancy. Neither the bride nor the groom have much cash to sink into ceremonial stuff. It didn't matter to me, though. It didn't affect my favorite part. Weddings have many good parts to me. I like to see the decorations, I like to look at the flowers and the colors. I like to hear the music. But those ( Read more... )

I lit some candles and it smells nice in here. Which beats the dog fart smell that was lingering before. These dogs can overpower candles, though. They can pretty much peel wallpaper with their wafting odors. I hate it when the air molecules that were once in their nasty butts end up in my nose ( Read more... )

Owie...owie...owie ( Read more... )

Sometimes when you get knocked down you can just pop back up. Other times it's harder to get your feet under you again. It's been harder for me this time. But I'm still moving...I'm still getting up...I'm not giving up ( Read more... )

The church picnic yesterday was misery redefined. It was so hot and miserably humid. And breezes were rare. I am not one of those overly sweaty persons, but I was drenched head to toe. My hair looked like I'd gotten it wet. All that sweat, and too much humidity for it to dry. Ew. Still, the experience was redeemed with one good conversation ( Read more... )