Saturday, January 06, 2007

Maybe if I didn't have so many of these kind of days, I wouldn't have to connect so many dots!

~ Meesharie

You may have it, too. It manifests itself like this: This afternoon I decided to water the lawn, but as I reached for the hose, I noticed the car needed washing, but as I headed for the garage to wash the car, I noticed the mail that I brought up from the mailbox yesterday was still unopened, so I laid my car keys on the table, started going through the mail, throwing the junk in the garbage, but noticed that the can was full, so I decided to first take out the garbage, but then I thought since I was going to be near the mailbox when I took out the garbage I might as well pay some bills first, so I found my checkbook and started to write a check only to notice that it's the last one, so I went to my desk to get another book of checks, where I found a can of Coke that I had opened this morning, but as I moved the Coke to dig for the checks I noticed it was getting warm, so I decided to put it in the refrigerator and headed for the kitchen, but I noticed the flowers on the kitchen counter needed water, so I set down the Coke and discovered the reading glasses I had searched for all morning, so I headed for my desk to put them away, but first, I'd better water these flowers, so I put my glasses back on the counter, filled a pitcher with water, and suddenly noticed that someone had left the remote control on the kitchen table, which means that, when we try to watch TV tonight, we'll start looking for the remote but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decided to put it back in the den where it belonged, but first I'd better water these flowers, but as I started to pour water into the vase it dripped on the floor, so I put the remote control back on the table, found a rag, wiped up the spill, and then headed down the hall trying to remember what it in the hell it was that I was going to do today!

(Found posted by MansonM at JoeUser.com)

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Where do I begin? Well, that would have to be with what I cherish the most... my son, Cody. He's a tough act to follow but I'm his mom so it can't be that tough... right?
Captured by Cody
Cody drew this picture of a man he saw playing guitar down by the beach where we live. I have never met him nor have I heard him play, but his music will forever warm my heart.
Mr. Music Man...
May you feel the warmth of all the hearts you have touched...
Thank you for touching mine.
~ Meesharie