...have skipped July altogether.
You know, try as you might, your attempt at keeping an even keel (what is that, anyway?) and wanting a normal routine, peaceable coexistence at home with everybody on the same page and heading the same direction can be flat-out ruined when it's not, shall we say, important to all interested (or disinterested) parties.
I know. That was the longest run-on sentence and it just barely makes sense.
I am currently at a crossroads. Continue with how things are, or....what? Answers are elusive. I can't do any more changing in the attempt at pleasing when there is no pleasing to be had. That half-full cup is always half empty, you know.
This all might seem pretty vague to you, but you'll just have to read between the lines or disregard. I'm pretty sure that any speculation as to what may or may not be going on with me would pale next to the reality.
I know, many say that God is good all the time, and that's nice. Others have more serious things with which to deal, and perhaps I can "endure." Someday I might tell you why I dislike the word "endure."
So, this is me, feeling kinda blue and bewildered.
Cheers (eyeroll)
Shawn
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Sunday, July 30, 2017
Saturday, June 24, 2017
I'm awake...
...and I'm mad.
Good manners. It's always been important to me to remember the little ditty my mother (the one who reared me, not the bio mother who deserted me without ever looking at me) ---anyway--the little ditty my mother basically branded on my fanny:
We love you, and we want other people to love you, too.
What that meant was this: Always be polite and use your best manners and people will love you, or like you, or at least enjoy your company, or at worst tolerate your presence.
Do you know what? Not necessarily so. HAH.
It has come to my attention that I can do all the right things and be as proper and polite as can be and say "please" and "thank you" and make sure the person with whom I deal or am depending on for help and am causing inconvenience knows how much I appreciate it....and BAM!!!! It backfires.
Have I been duped? Good manners are considered to be "pretentiousness." Is that even a word? My attempt to show gratitude (which has been genuine, by the way) has been basically flung back in my face.
It's beginning to dawn on me that some of the words I heard and took to be concern and care might have been something else. In other words, I've been giving credit where it wasn't necessarily due.
Lesson to me: Get real. Quit being a sap. Sometimes people aren't as noble as you'd like them to be. Or need them to be.
In the middle of the night, Texas time.
Shawn
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Good manners. It's always been important to me to remember the little ditty my mother (the one who reared me, not the bio mother who deserted me without ever looking at me) ---anyway--the little ditty my mother basically branded on my fanny:
We love you, and we want other people to love you, too.
What that meant was this: Always be polite and use your best manners and people will love you, or like you, or at least enjoy your company, or at worst tolerate your presence.
Do you know what? Not necessarily so. HAH.
It has come to my attention that I can do all the right things and be as proper and polite as can be and say "please" and "thank you" and make sure the person with whom I deal or am depending on for help and am causing inconvenience knows how much I appreciate it....and BAM!!!! It backfires.
Have I been duped? Good manners are considered to be "pretentiousness." Is that even a word? My attempt to show gratitude (which has been genuine, by the way) has been basically flung back in my face.
It's beginning to dawn on me that some of the words I heard and took to be concern and care might have been something else. In other words, I've been giving credit where it wasn't necessarily due.
Lesson to me: Get real. Quit being a sap. Sometimes people aren't as noble as you'd like them to be. Or need them to be.
In the middle of the night, Texas time.
Shawn
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Sunday, June 11, 2017
June sneaked up on me and...
...you wouldn't believe what's been going on at the Love Shack.
Earlier today I heard someone say that it wasn't a good idea to let yesterday's disappointments dictate tomorrow's decisions.
Or something like that.
Anyway, it gave me something to consider. I have lots of time on my hands these days to do plenty of thinking, and I'm starting to wonder if that's a good idea. I used to not mind alone time and enjoyed my own company, but that was when everything I loved doing was close by and I was being creative and doing just what I pleased, pretty much. Other people were near by who shared the same interests and appreciated my gardening or efforts in the kitchen. The antique dealers liked to see me coming because they'd obtained items with me in mind and I could be separated from my $$ pretty easily- haha! Now the alone time is something I do not enjoy. At all.
I think what I started to say was that rather than doing some of the things I love to do, I've been limited (for various reasons) to just thinking about them. I can reminisce, wonder how to do them here in a totally different world (or so it seems to me) or plan on a future that seems far off in the distance.
Whatever happens, I am going to try and not let the past negatives have such an effect on the potential future.
Toodles!!
Shawn
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Earlier today I heard someone say that it wasn't a good idea to let yesterday's disappointments dictate tomorrow's decisions.
Or something like that.
Anyway, it gave me something to consider. I have lots of time on my hands these days to do plenty of thinking, and I'm starting to wonder if that's a good idea. I used to not mind alone time and enjoyed my own company, but that was when everything I loved doing was close by and I was being creative and doing just what I pleased, pretty much. Other people were near by who shared the same interests and appreciated my gardening or efforts in the kitchen. The antique dealers liked to see me coming because they'd obtained items with me in mind and I could be separated from my $$ pretty easily- haha! Now the alone time is something I do not enjoy. At all.
I think what I started to say was that rather than doing some of the things I love to do, I've been limited (for various reasons) to just thinking about them. I can reminisce, wonder how to do them here in a totally different world (or so it seems to me) or plan on a future that seems far off in the distance.
Whatever happens, I am going to try and not let the past negatives have such an effect on the potential future.
Toodles!!
Shawn
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Thursday, May 11, 2017
Catching up with May...
...Whew!!
Thankfully, a blog reader left a comment which I stopped by to answer, or I may not have ever gotten something said in May.
I really don't know what to say, other than lately my stress level has been stuck at "whiny" much of the time. Things will get pretty excruciating over the next month or so, and then we should be able to breathe deeply and feel it's safe to peek out from under the sheet on most mornings. I know I'm being somewhat vague, so will just drop a clue when I say "Oh, did you hear about the couple who sued their bank?" Boyhowdy,
We're going to manage just fine, thanks. I'll be back soon and have something to say. Maybe something actually meaningful.
Good evening!
Shawn
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Thankfully, a blog reader left a comment which I stopped by to answer, or I may not have ever gotten something said in May.
I really don't know what to say, other than lately my stress level has been stuck at "whiny" much of the time. Things will get pretty excruciating over the next month or so, and then we should be able to breathe deeply and feel it's safe to peek out from under the sheet on most mornings. I know I'm being somewhat vague, so will just drop a clue when I say "Oh, did you hear about the couple who sued their bank?" Boyhowdy,
We're going to manage just fine, thanks. I'll be back soon and have something to say. Maybe something actually meaningful.
Good evening!
Shawn
****
Monday, April 10, 2017
FB trolls be advised: We support compassionate interventions in Syria, even when conceived by the likes of Trump
I'm no Trump fan, but I care about the Syrian population's
plight and would be ashamed if we, the USA, sat on our hands and still did
nothing to retaliate against the use of gas by the Syrian government on its own
people.
If you want to moan and groan about Trump "starting a
war" or distracting from XYZ, then go ahead, but I won't be agreeing much
with anyone who's not had word one to say about those who've lost everything
and everyone, just because they had the misfortune to dwell in a country that
is being systematically destroyed by the monster at the top.
You who are disgusted and wish to complain about the USA
doing something to put its foot down and shake its saber at Syria's corrupt
leader are entitled to your opinions, but until you've watched the news, seen
the videos, been FB friended by people who live in that hellish situation,
please just hold your tater when passing near my newsfeed. I beg your pardon,
but—
--it appears my Irish is a bit up at the mo
Shawn
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Shawn
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Saturday, April 8, 2017
Just fell into 'a day late...'
...and a dollar short, as they say. The 7th was the anniversary of my Mama's death back in 2000 and this meme states her attitude in a great way. She truly had it down, being grateful along the way. ;)
Me? Still working on that.
Shawn
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Me? Still working on that.
Shawn
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Saturday, March 18, 2017
Thursday, March 9, 2017
Monday, March 6, 2017
Thursday, February 23, 2017
The big question...
...the other day was asking what you'd tell your younger self. You know, the words of wisdom that you'd share with the younger you that would make your life so much nicer.
I questioned myself and came up with the "don't throw away those letters or pictures" and "be more forthcoming in your journal and keep it up." I think really there must be a journal's worth of good ideas that the younger me would have been able to use, had the younger me been so inclined.
Meanwhile, this picture says it all.
Shawn
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I questioned myself and came up with the "don't throw away those letters or pictures" and "be more forthcoming in your journal and keep it up." I think really there must be a journal's worth of good ideas that the younger me would have been able to use, had the younger me been so inclined.
Meanwhile, this picture says it all.
Shawn
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Friday, February 3, 2017
Happy Birthday, Grandma...
I wish for you all the lady luncheon style shows, shopping sprees to Seattle, Frango chocolates, designer linens, Finnware, Best Sellers, camellia and rhody bouquets, pastries and plain cake donuts, pots of coffee, meat market sausages on a string, lime molded salads and finger sandwiches you shared with me. Annual holiday shopping trips to Seattle to see what color Frederick's and The Bon would do and visits to Santa were a delight to me. Coming home with something new to show Grandpa, the giant shopping bags and Christmas Carolers singing were the stuff of my dreams.
You didn't know how much your kindnesses to others and trips to the library and historical museum would stick with me. It meant a lot that you didn't tire of going downstairs to see Ezra Meeker's covered wagon and the mummy every single time we visited.
You didn't know that the trips you took to far away places inspired me to do the same, and your letters meant the worlds to me.
You couldn't imagine that your baby picture would hang on our bedroom wall in Texas, but it does.
Thanks a million, as you'd say.
Shawn
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Monday, January 23, 2017
Friday, January 20, 2017
In the early morning hours...
...of Inauguration Day, I'm thinking about the last 8 years and all the hope and dreams.
Are they yet to be fulfilled? Were they lost? Did I just up and hand them over to someone else who didn't want to be my dream keeper?
Over share them?
Where are they now? Gone? Or just on hold?
Shawn
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Are they yet to be fulfilled? Were they lost? Did I just up and hand them over to someone else who didn't want to be my dream keeper?
Over share them?
Where are they now? Gone? Or just on hold?
Shawn
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Saturday, December 31, 2016
Friday, December 23, 2016
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Friday, December 16, 2016
I wrote the following a year and a half ago. Nowadays I am so aghast at our anomalous president-elect that I am temporarily kind of dumbstruck, but it looks as though some of my prior commentary still applies. Well, in my opinion, anyway.
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| John Kleese does Hitler |
"Maranatha, come Lord Jesus." -Michelle Bachman
U.S. politics has so polarized that any complementarity the
factions might once have acknowledged has hardened into stubborn partisanship. That’s just as unfortunate, certainly, as
President Obama makes it sound; however, at least it clarifies things – much like
dialing the “contrast” setting all the way up on an old television.
Didn’t people once recall with nostalgia a “simpler time,” exemplified
by movies in black and white? Now an era
is upon us when the issues are pretty clear-cut. In fact, it all seems to be shaping up into a
frank battle between good and evil. Optimistically
speaking, it’s reasonable to hope for a favorable outcome (eventually, anyway)
because the good guys are intelligent and the bad guys are idiots.
As I have shown before, liberalism is associated with
education, science and progress while conservatism is based on willful ignorance,
misleading religion and backwardness.
The distinction is even plainer on a global scale than it is
here at home. The U.N. and NATO, though
somewhat ineffective to date, represent hope for the Family of Man. Where does one see the opposite of that? Syria and Iraq, of course, in a foul and
subhuman social disease known as ISIS, next to which Hitler’s goons look like the
Beatles. But that axis of absurd cruelty
bears out my theory, for their depravity is directly related to conservatism
founded in the extreme ignorance of perverse, medieval religion.
I’m sure most will agree that ISIS is fully half again as
bad as the American Family Association.
On the sentinel issues such as marriage equality, reproductive
freedom, gun control, immigration and separation of church and state, you’d
think America would have settled matters for good by now – but danged if
conservatives haven’t come down squarely in the wrong and stayed there for
decades, fouling up society something awful.
As if all that weren’t bad enough, abuses of the extreme
right wing persist and worsen ad nauseam in the life-and-death matter of environmental/energy
policy. The gods must surely be dismayed
to see Alberta, Canada laid to waste by the filthiest industry in history, whose
ambition is to export the ooze of that disaster to the rest of the world. But isn’t a similar malady afflicting Texas? What could be stupider than poisoning the
groundwater while raping the drought-stricken earth night and day? Signs no less ominous than seismic tremors
are being ignored by the corporate lapdogs our elderly keep sending to Austin. I don’t understand why responsible Texans
aren’t out there toppling rigs.
Insanely reckless industrial pollution is attributable in
large part to distorted religion, of the sort that teaches “the world” (our planet)
is a thing to be disdained and abandoned; that these are the fabled “end times”
and nothing Man can do but hosannah hallaloo and pass the ammunition. Subterranean Texas would appear to be as
outta luck these days as polar bears and unarmed black males.
******
SGTex
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
It's been December....
....for awhile, now.
I haven't really known what to say, for some reason. I still don't, but have been thinking about the Father Christmas collection that was lost and now long gone, so I will just put up a lovely picture and imagine nice things that I wish had come to make happy the lovely, lost children of Aleppo.
Season's Greetings
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Shawn
I haven't really known what to say, for some reason. I still don't, but have been thinking about the Father Christmas collection that was lost and now long gone, so I will just put up a lovely picture and imagine nice things that I wish had come to make happy the lovely, lost children of Aleppo.
Season's Greetings
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Shawn
Friday, November 18, 2016
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