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Rated: 18+ · Book · Comedy · #2161749
Just shooting the poop with Lori
He travels the world on the backs of others
Insignificant in his stature and size
His journey carries no mission
Randomly roaming at the will of his host
Sated enough to never question his trek
Life is an open adventure without worry
If the excitement of his dusty trail dulls
Another bus awaits to grant passage
With a furry friend to carry him home
Ah the wonderful life of a flea
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August 3, 2021 at 9:58am
August 3, 2021 at 9:58am
#1015020
Howzabout, a beautiful Tuesday of wonderful weather. I have to give Mother Nature a thumbs up for a beautiful day. It feels so cheery outside.I return to work for the next 2 nights but then I'm on vacation. Yeah Me!. Seriously though sipping coffee on the deck while the dogs play in our semi-fixed fence is awesome. Hopefully, we will eventually have real gates, but there is no anticipated date for that. They did at least come by and close up the holes so the dogs can run. The first time we let them out was hilarious. They looked at us like we had lost our mind by not hooking up the leash. Both dogs just stood there frozen. We had to coax them outside. I think they thought we were kicking them out for good. Once outside the littler dog continued to run in the same circle he always did.Round and round the tree hunting for the nonexistent rabbit. Just goes to show what creatures of habit we all are. Now, the disappointing part is that neither dog will play fetch outside. Inside they are ball and frisbee maniacs but give them a yard to actually play in and they lose interest. Who'd of thunk it? Have a great Tuesday.
August 2, 2021 at 8:32am
August 2, 2021 at 8:32am
#1014874
My faith in God...I really don't know where to begin. It is like a warm furry blanket to pull over me when the world is cold and dismal. It protects me from the elements out to bring me down. It doesn't mean I won't experience bad days, only that I won't be alone through the worst of it. Faith is the strength I need to carry on. It is so comforting to have a chat with God to lay out all your worries. All the stressful items you rolled about in bed trying to push to the back of your mind in an effort to find the illusive sleep, seem to melt away in one dedicated conversation. They don't have to be biggies, just things that keep you from the purpose of life or slows your momentum. God is better than any bartender could ever be, without having to feel the mental fog of drink, he will listen to all the silliness pushing at walls of your mind.God is the best friend we always hope for, and he's sitting in your heart just waiting for you to need him. He is the beauty in the world that we seek so desperately. He guides us on a good path but forgives us when we stray. I never want to feel the aloneness of not knowing the goodness God brings to my life. This and all these things are what makes a tired Monday, doable.
August 1, 2021 at 8:46am
August 1, 2021 at 8:46am
#1014827
So in 12 days I turn the big 60. I am saying it out loud to remind myself. Do I feel 60? No!. If I had to guess, what number I would attribute to myself mentally, it would probably be 42. One might ask how I arrived at that number and there are a number of factors that entered into the equation. I am not a kid in my 20's sowing wild oats and wondering if I payed the power bill. I am not the young adult chasing kids and stress for breakfast. I am not a 40 year old woman busy connecting with high school chums for drinks on Friday. I am a bit past that by still liking to go out, still liking to try new things, and still forgetting that I am not 20 by lifting things that I shouldn't. Any activity pursued the day prior is certainly felt the day after. Physically, I do not resemble the actresses and models who somehow manage to to look like they are 20 on their 70th birthday. I have earned each and every wrinkle.I have also earned the love of a fantastic family. So truly, it is all a numbers game, so let's eat cake.

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