Thursday, July 22, 2010

What is to be in my life?

I've taken some time to think over these past two days, just basically lazing about the house in my drawers - or less - and considering life in the slow lane. Work has been taking it out of me and I needed some recoup time as well, so this has been a functional laziness, thank you. What do I really need in life? What do I really want in life? I think we so often get our needs and wants cluttered with junk, spur of the moment junk. Now, don't get me wrong, feeling good for the moment is great. Frankly, it's what gets me through my days. I just want more, and less - I don't want to have to work my life away, but I sure like to eat. So, I am just trying to figure out how to play that one. Further, I am often so concerned with "appearances". Apparantly, being happy has not hit on that topic, so I need to find some solution to all of that. When thinking on all of this today, as often happens a song starts going through my head. Sometimes it makes me laugh to realize what song it is. That was the case today, and I wanted to share it with you. Don't you all feel so lucky. Chime in as you feel....I'm open to all opinions.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Waiting for Miles to make it back......

Hey Miles; Cheezy grins running wall to wall waiting for your return to us all.
(thanks to the originator of these borrowed pics.)

Friday, July 16, 2010

A bit of beauty found floating about....

tired...... I am always careful now days about what I put on the site. All too often, and most recently in a friend's very G-rated boy site, folks call themselves the "last bastians of decency and morality" fighting the "good" fight of "right" vs. what is in actuality quite beautiful. I'm somewhat tired of that, I guess. I am somewhat tired of hiding my visions of what is beautiful under what is "acceptable" under these "moral watchdogs". God - who I do believe watches over us, knows us, and loves us - made flowers and puppies, sunsets and rainbows, and the most beautiful of all he placed over them all: man. These young men are a vision of beauty. I see the wonder of God imbued in flesh and spirit, mind and soul. I think of my German friend who wrestles under the punks who masquerade as watchdogs, and I am tired of it all. There are some people out there who, quite frankly, need to get over themselves.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

I saw this and just had to share it...too funny!

Suddenly, I think I should be drinking more water.