MY SHTICK: UH, DYSFUNCTIONAL OR ASSISTFUNCTIONAL?

I may be lil and a lil old-fashioned, but I carry a big shtick. Have a fun day. Here's some of homemade shtick humor for today: Uh, dysfunctional & assistfunctional explained. Here goes. Well, all of us and our families all a lil dysfunctional, right? All needin assistance from above and within to function, right? Uh...yes! I like to say our fam is assistfunctional cuz uh... dysfunctional sounds so warped. Assistfunctional sounds faith inspiring. There are other times we are blissfunctional [oblivious to life's horrors], wishfunctional [functioning on the well wishes of others and wanting to please them], listfunctional [can't function without a list, that's me always], misfunctional [kind of like a misfire, almost functional], pissedfunctional [anger keeps us going] and finally riskfunctional [when it's risky for you to even wander out in the world. Have a functional day. How do I funktion? With a lil assist and a lil funk! Signed, She Carries Her Shtick To All Funktions

Bumps & Beat!

I was talkin to someone this evening 'bout bumps in the road. Roads off the beaten path. I'm pretty much one of those "off the beaten path" kind of people when it comes to anything. Sometimes, I go off the beaten path and beat the odds. But, then other times, things get a lil bumpy and I feel beaten. Tho, I do try to stay upbeat. Mostly. Def not perf by a zillion heartbeats. But, unless I go off that beaten path, I won't know what I can beat. Don't that beat all. We gotta have an "I can beat this" attitude with everything. A beat-itude. Beatitude. Be in the attitude of grace and blessed be's! Well, blessed beats. Signed, And The Beat Goes On

Mother Trucker!

Saw my dream truck on our way home from graduation and moving our daughter back home. Look at those cool side windows. Got me thinking... We have been sharing a car for 17 years. Many reasons, but not because we don't work very hard. I got sick a few years back and almost died. What I could have done if I hadn't gotten sick... But, what I can do because I did... We lost a lot. Mostly, all of our money. To keep me alive. But, we still have each other. God. Music. My daughter is going to get a job helping youngsters and still sing. And, we share our music out and on social media to make a diff. Husband still a day job in drafting to live. Work on music in our spare evenings, weekends. Recording, learning. So we can take it out to the streets. I always say it's not the church building. It's the building up the church. People. Our church is the world. And, my writing stories I share to lift others up, hoping one day to make a decent living and have a 2nd vehicle. We have sacrificed much to do what we think is important to God. Put a friend thru school when I worked at the Space Center and made a huge living. Paid off debts and got others out of jams. Jail, etc. Lots of secret stuff between us and God. I don't complain. I won't complain. These few things we were so pleased to do. Wish we could do more. No. I will pray, though. And, keep working hard, doing our best. To get a truck or something to get around in. My broom is old. PIMP LOL. And, to really be able to do so much more out there. To keep on truckin. Til then, our vehicle is faith. And, we pop a lot of reallys! SIGNED, She's A Mother Trucker