Oh Well!!

What would we do without fairy tales?   I would hate to think of all the good reading and fun we would have missed if we had not had wonderful writers to tickle our funny bones on one hand . . . Puff the Magic Dragon . . . or squirm in fright as the monster spewed fire and created fear in its pathway . . . much like life in general . . . the dragons abide . . .come to think of it so do the angels so on with the tales and enjoy the read.



A 'typical' good old boy?   He has his say and what he said was, "We Americans got so tired of being thought of as dumb asses by the rest of the world that we went to the polls this November and removed all doubt"  And the sad part of that tales is that we really did, not all, but half of the population, yet, we all pay the price of the decision that was made.



So remember when times get tough. the tough get going.   When you see the need, reach down and help someone up.



And I hear the words, "I want my daddy home."    . . .

So today, can you believe it is Friday already.  Are you ready for your weekend?    The weather news this morning has a long line of storms heading for our coast.    We are going to be 'blustry' and yesterday I was out in the back gardens clipping the tea tree.  It does look much neater after a trim.   It is too bad the weather is going to be stormy as a lot of folks will be traveling home for the holiday.    It never fails, every year we see and hear about holiday storms;   it would be nice if they would hold off until after the holidays but then think of all the adventures one would miss.
I have told this tale before, but maybe you will not remember, or forgive me . . .   One year I was stranded in an ice storm in Connecticut and it was lucky my daughter had a school chum who lived there and her mother graciously allowed us to stay overnight with them.   No electricity, no heat. . .but, she had a fire place and put it to good work.   We had such a fun time we didn't even think of the storm until we put our feet on the ice cold linoleum in the morning.  One does move fast when the feet hit the cold floor and the goose bumps stand tall.   So, stormy weather or not, go and enjoy your weekend and see if you can find something adventuresome to do.    We cannot do anything about the weather but we sure can do something about our attitude and we can find ways to survive the storms of life and weather.   Put on your smiley face, open up those arms and make welcome those in need if they should show up on your doorstep.  You will be amazed at what a good storm offers.     Go carefully,  Go gently, . . . isn't there a poem that starts with that?   I think so . . 'softly into the night' . . . sound just right.   Hugs to all.