The Sky's The Limit. Even In Storms.

Finding The Whoas In The Woes!

Some seek to find the whoas in their woes. While others seek to find the woes in their whoas. Both must wade through a lot of wahs. Yet one ends up overjoyed. The other? Annoyed! Which are you? I guess, sometimes we are both and a mixture of the 2. Praying and working towards getting my book going. Part of this will be the main title and sub. Signed, The Delighter In The Writer

SHAPE UP OR SHIFT OUT!

“SHAPE UP OR SHIFT OUT!” What? So, we’re coming up to the last season of our Netflix many month marathon of watching Deep Space Nine. Superb writing and no commercials. Stellar combo! In this particular episode, Odo, the Changeling Shapeshifter, who is a cool looking metal liquid and can change into anything, even blending in with surroundings, was being disloyal to the team and getting sucked in with the evil Founders. Literally. They refer to the humans as “solids”. Well, I yelled out: He better shape up or shift out. PIMP LOL. Well, he did later in the story and actually chooses to stay in solid form and live with the solids. He shaped up! PIMP LOL. So, anyways, we were tired of the high costs and commercials and still nothing engaging or non-low standards to see, so we decided since they didn’t shape up, we shifted out. And, shifted into Netflix and antennas. Got rid of cable a long time ago and opted for the $8 a month Netflix. It’s our only entertainment expenditure. We provide the music and humor. Keeps us in shape and shifting gears. And, loyal to our standards and beliefs. Sometimes, we all must shape up or shift out. You know? Get ourselves together (in shape) or shift gears. And, be aware of the shape of things. Being called “solid” is a good thing. And, yes, I know the saying is actually “shape up or ship out!” Have a stellar day. Be a solid human. Oh! And, the photodrama? Me, somewhere out there in "Outertrace", trying to get back into shape! In solid form! TNT LOL. I like being a solid person. Someone to be counted on! And, remember? Change, though, tough is always the shape of things to come. PIMP LOL. Signed, The InterNetfliXbox360-er In H-er

PAWS & BEAR IT!

PAWS & BEAR IT!” What? You’ve heard of grin and bear it, right? Well, this is paws… And, bear it! PIMP LOL. I do a lot of both! So, what did Mama bear say to baby bear? Um…we can bear anything. Because that’s the stuff-ing we’re made of. Have a fun day. Folding our hands keeps US from folding. So, we can bear it! Yes! If we “paws” every once in awhile to pray and be thankful, we can def bear it. And, don't forget to grin and bear it every once in while, too. SIGNED, The Paws-er In The Ma's-er

EXPAND YOUR HORRORIZONS!

“EXPAND YOUR HORRORIZONS! What? So, sometimes, when we are told to expand our horizons, they seem like horrorizons. Until we get used to them, all we can see are the horrors of change. Fear. The horrors of stepping into the impossibles. But! As we face our fears, the horrors become comedies. And, then dramas. And, then? Realities. Possibles! Oh! And, that sunset photograph? Was from a trip I took many moons ago! PIMP LOL. It’s in Texas! At that very moment I was standing outside that 455 Trans-Am and looking over the mountains, I could have never imagined all the horizons I would face and step into over my lifetime or still will. Nor, the cop that would later pull me over for doing 125. PIMP LOL. That was a new horrorizon and I learned my lesson. Racing is for the track. Signed, The Horror In T’morrow Is The Next Day’s Yays

♪♫JINGLE BILL ROCK!♪♫

♪♫JINGLE BILL ROCK!♪♫ What? So, I am always surprised and thrilled at how much money our antique change jar yields us. I love pouring it out of the jar and into a bag and then into the machine and having it turn into big bucks. Dollar bills. I love the jingle sound. Sounds like Christmas. Only, it's Jingle Bill Rock!" PIMP LOL. To coin a phrase? It changes my day and makes cents to me. Saving your cents just make sense. And, dollars. When I buck up and save our change? We exchange our change at the machine and go to the gas machine. Because the buck stops there. In more ways than one. Have a fun day. Change is good. Now, I bet you are singing ♪♫Jingle Bill Jingle Bill Jingle Bill Rock!♪♫ Am I right? I know I am! Oh! And, am I embarrassed to go into the store and do this? Heck no. No sunglasses. No hat. No big bag. No disguise at all. In fact, I sing that song the whole time. Signed, The Sense Maker In The Cents Saver

MUSTS & ACHES!

“MUSTS & ACHES! What? So, whenever I talk to someone about having to adjust, I tell them that when they have to “face” an adjustment in their life to remember mustaches. Why? Because being flexible and compromising is a MUST! Something you MUST face. And, it ACHES to do so. “Must-aches!” Yep! Being flexible and making adjustments is like mustaches. You MUST face them and they are an ACHE to keep up. Mustaches and must aches! Must be faced! Even if a pain. Or, an ache. PIMP LOL. Signed, The Must Ache Humor In The Mustache Groomer

Blowin' Away My Worry Is Just Dandy! And, I Ain't Lion!

“BLOWING AWAY MY WORRY IS JUST DANDY! And, I AIN'T LION!” What? Well, my story is about worry and dandelions. But first, I’m going to start with a rap poem.

WORRY, FOR ME, IS...

When I get caught
Up in a thought
Become overwrought,
Tied up in a knot.
When I should have sought
The One without haught
Because He already fought
To take care of that thought
When it was still naught

So, is that naught what it is for you? When we worry about tomorrow today, our today is lost, and, will even quicker be a yesterday. If we don’t watch out, our today’s become todaze. Take each day AND each daze to the One without haught. The fury you find in all that worry can only make you blurry! PIMP LOL. Taking our worries to God is curing. Because He is caring… Oh. And, the photograph? Well, I was thinking of those dandelions that I used to pick as a kid. You know? The white fluffy ones that you could blow and they would all come off the stem and go off in the wind. You could make a wish. Don’t you wish worries were like that? That’d be dandy just like the dandelions. Maybe that’s what God wanted us to see in them. That life is not always dandy. That we CAN’T just blow them all away, but He can blow us away with love if we take our white fluffy worries to Him. So, I’m jus’ blowin’ ‘way my worries in the wind. And, that is jus’ dandy! and I ain't lion! PIMP LOL. Signed, Trading Worry For Cure-y