The Common Distortion Of Negativity

I am married to Mr. Negative, which is a good thing because I am Mrs. Positive and we balance each other out. My husband’s negativity amuses me, but sometimes it’s a bit too much, then I have to remind myself that my husband’s behavior is to be expected, my endless optimism, on the other hand, is not normal.

Inward Peace

Till poverty knocked at her door
She never knew how bare
The uneventful days of those
Who have but want and care.

Do You Know Where I Went Last Night?

Yesterday I had an affair, today I am back at my desk, trying to relax! Trying to shake my irritation off. What a week?

Please, remember!

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The neighbor whose kids wave at your every morning

The nurse who takes care of your parents

The grocery clerk, who helps you find what you need

Getting My Laughter Back

Every morning I come online and ask the internet to entertain me. I am not looking for wisdom or drama. I don’t want to be educated, informed, or manipulated, I simply want five minutes of giggles and bellylaugh. What started as a quest to forget about all the negativity around me, has become now a treasured morning routine.

Are Humans Stupid?

One could, without exaggeration, jokingly or seriously say that humans have conspired in their intelligence to extinguish the human race. Too sarcastic? Too exaggerated or even too conspiratorial? Perhaps not look at us! I don’t like to use the word stupid, yet, while writing this, it seems the perfect word choice.

The Ultimate Question – When? Where?

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What time and place would I travel to if there would be a time machine? My blogging friend Peter, from Peter’s pondering, asked me that question a while back, and as so often, I didn’t have an answer right away. However, I thought I found a clever way out because he had mentioned there would be no return and a one-way ticket in a time machine didn’t seem desirable at all.

The Unknown Citizen

He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be
One against whom there was no official complaint,
And all the reports on his conduct agree
That, in the modern sense of an old-fashioned word, he was a saint,
For in everything he did he served the Greater Community.

The Perfect Life

She walked into my workroom full of life. She was ready to learn as much as she possibly could in one week. I had agreed to give a 40-hour block class from Monday to Friday because the student was eager to learn my trade -the simple craft of furniture restoration and upholstery. She had flattered me with her request. She came from out of state, an 8-hr drive. She stayed in a hotel nearby. How could I not be flattered? How could I possibly say NO to the money?

Slow Blogging – Or just another useless blogging advice?

There is a new trend in the blogging scene. So it’s not that new, it’s been around for so long that it’s even been reported in the media. But I have the feeling lately more and more bloggers are joining the movement and are blogging about it as well. What am I talking about? Slow Blogging!