
Is it too much to ask for?

Happy Thanksgiving Day to all those stopping by today. I hope your day will be blessed with good times, good food, and most of all blessed to be able to share it with family and friends. Those having to be on the road traveling may your journey be a safe one and you find your loved ones standing at the door with open arms, hug them tight and let them know just how much you love and appreciate them being a part of your life.
For those, where perhaps family and friends are no longer, gives thanks for the time you were able to spend with them, thanks for the lessons learned, thanks for them being a part of your life for ever how long it may have been. Remember them with love, cherish and keep their memories alive within your heart.
When we come into peoples lives it is for a reason, the road we travel together may be a lifelong journey or perhaps around the next bend, our paths in life will lead us in different directions, but remember it was for a reason. And whatever the case, the reason, our paths did crossed, you became a friend, and there will always be a place for you in my heart!
Happy Thanksgiving Day.........

It was hard nipple cold this morning...........time to warm up with a hot shower.
I know I have impeccable hygiene, heck, I shower twice a day, whether I need it or not and rarely do I leave home without a fine mist of cologne but something tells me it was neither the body wash or the cologne. When a complete stranger walks up to you and whispers, "You smell so good, you need to have sex with me." What do you say?
Someone needs to call the plumber, God's toilet is overflowing........
Thank-you for all the rainbows you sent me, I'm feeling so much better......your emails and comments were better than any Doctor prescribed medicine........
It all began as an overcast day, a dampness hung in the air, a fine mist, but without any wetness, if you know what I mean. Certainly not a good day to be outside, but none the less, that's where I ended up, outside. Some free time, away from work, away from home, away from everything and everybody was just what the Doctor ordered and who was I to argue. I stopped the truck, stepped out, heard the click of the locking door as I walked away, never once looking back. The first warning should have been the shiver that ran up my spine, but it wasn't. Even the dark, grey clouds that circled and swirled overhead was ignored. I walked and walked thinking about everything while thinking about nothing. Well, needless to say, the dampness in the air got thicker and heavier, the swirling clouds turned the mist into rain and I got soaked! Too far from the truck to make a mad dash, I hunkered down under an oak tree, its limbs giving me some protection during the heaviest of the downpour, but I still got soaked to the bone. It wasn't cold, but I guess with the slight drop in temp and along with being drenched, I couldn't shake the chill that had set in. Cold, wet, and shivering I sat there until the worst had passed then I retraced my steps, back to the truck and the welcoming sound as the door lock clicked open. The truck's dryness, its warmth cradled me, but when the truck's heater failed to warm the chill away, I knew I was in trouble. When I heard that little nagging voice whisper, "Don't let it be said, I didn't try and warn you. Far be it from me to say, I told you so." I knew I was in for trouble, I should have listened, but I didn't and there's no one else to blame. It's my fault, all mine. In the back of my mind, I saw the flashing red lights, that nagging voice in the back of my head whispered warnings of danger, but I didn't listen. Did Will Robinson ever heed the "Robot's" cry of danger ahead? NO! And like Will, I am suffering the consequences of my stubbornness along with plenty of reminders: chills, fever, hacking dry cough, rattling in the chest, wheezing, sneezing, watery eyes, sore throat........................
Aimlessly wandering...............
Wondering if I will ever find my way through the desert.
The struggles, the battles, the wars, too many to recall. Way to many what ifs or should have beens to worry about, what is done is done, there is no going back, there is no do-overs. If I am to survive, there must be a compromise...