Jabber Jaws

WHAT DOES A CLOUD WEAR UNDER HIS RAINCOAT?

"THUNDERWEAR!'

We had rain last night - good ol' thunder and lightening RAIN!!  Our crunchy grass is so happy today and I didn't even complain when the dog tracked mud into the house.

Some of you have asked about my eye.
Thank you for caring enough to ask. . .it is getting better each day.  Still using the eye drops and should be good as new by Friday, so the doc says. In the meantime no contact lenses and I am so lovely going about my business in my huge, old "Coke bottle" glasses.  "Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me."

Lest  you think I've totally lost my mind with yesterday's post about "dill pickle ice cream".  That little story was meant as a "parable" to reflect what is going on in my life, but it actually sounded as though I meant it LITERALLY.  *blush*  I think I'll leave the parables to Jesus from now on, 'cause I obviously don't have  the knack for writing them.  The cake, the ice cream, the pickles, they were each meant to represent something.  This little episode never really happened.  There was no Hot Fudge Chocolate Lava Cake.  Yep, I'm still on this dang diet.  And certainly I would never accept Dill Pickle Ice Cream - not even on my wackiest of days!

My life is going through some changes right now and my emotions are bouncing all over the place.  It's nothing bad, but it is change, difficult change.  It will be ok, but it simply takes a while to wrap one's head around change sometimes.  That's where I am now. . .I will share it with you soon, but right now it's not mine for the telling.  What would I do for therapy if I didn't blog??  Run Mister and my real-time girlfriends CRAZY!  Blogging is such a healthy thing, probably even better for us than raw spinach leaves.
 Just sayin . . .

I'm outta here girls, and off to slay a few giants before the day is done!