SPREAD IT AROUND! YA DIG?

"SPREAD IT AROUND! YA DIG?" What? Oh, it may look like I’m spreading the dirt, but! I am spreading the love. Cuz, sometimes, you gotta get your hands and knees dirty to stay grounded and spread the love. Hard to grow things if you stay out of the fertilizer all the time. Just a li’l advice? Wear boots! You may have to get in deep! And, don’t worry. The photo is a few weeks old. I wasn’t out there shoveling the dirt today. I was resting. But, I will be soon. I'll be in deep and spreadin' it around! And, I sure wouldn’t Mind if YOU threw some love and fertilizer my way. Spread it around. Have a great week. Pick up a shovel and dig. Ya dig?

SIGNED, Spreadin’ Love, Deep In Fertilizer, Growing

PINK NAILS & PLUG NICKELS!

"PINK NAILS & PLUG NICKELS!" What? So, my girl did my nails pink last night and straightened my hair today to make me feel better. Love her... Watching her driving off to Youth Group to lead singing and interning during the week at the office is preparing us both for her to go off to Flagler. Gonna be incredibly tough... Gonna be incredibly inspiring. For all of us. Gonna take it like we paint nails. One nail at a time. One step at a time. Anyways, I did her nails, too. Posted her photodrama last night. Anyways, it inspired me to get dressed in pink. I like to live life in color even when things are gray. Have an inspiring day. Spend time together. Off to watch The Great & Powerful Oz and eat a few of my boiled peanuts with the family at the homefront. Make someone feel better today. It only takes time. Inspire. It only takes heart. Inspiring is free. And, freeing! Okay! I must have a joke. A li'l bit of humor with my hope. I need it. So, let's see what I can come up with on the fly. Okay! So, yes, inspiring doesn't cost you a plug nickel. But, it might get you a plug! That makes you feel like a million bucks. PIMP LOL. Just kidding. That's not why we inspire. But, sometimes, giving someone a plug by telling someone thank you for inspiring...is worth a million bucks. And, don't cost ya a dern plug nickel! SIGNED, Resting In Pink, Living Life In Color

Storms...

I know He feels the storm inside me... Because He orchestrates it in His light and sound show in the sky tonight right outside before my eyes. And, I know He knows. And, I know He cares... Trace

Hanging Out With Humor And Hope! And, you! I hope!

Just hanging out and sharing some of my home-made humor from this week: 

Our inclinations in situations get perspiration from the heat of desperation and rationalization. Reminding us of our limitation. Bringing on stagnation, complication and devastation. Unless! We call on the Improvisation of the Inspiration. Bringing on the jubilation. DUH LOL. That's a wrap! And, a rap! SIGNED, Inclined To Believe In The Irrational & Rational

Feeling Old Age breathing down my neck. I wish that darn cat would go lay somewhere else. PIMP LOL. Yes, having a cat name Old Age is purrfect for keeping humor amidst the hopeless “old age” animal that chases us. He also sneaks up behind me. Do you know what Old Age says? Ummm..me-owch! PIMP LOL. SIGNED, The Hopeful Comic In Me 

Have an army friend who said he was fighting a bad cold today and I wanted to make him laugh. So, I said be a soldier and sneeze the day! PIMP LOL. Carpe Diem! Whatever you're facing? Seize The Day! SIGNED, The Seizing Soldier & Comic In Me 

Well, it’s almost nine and I’ve been in deep Flagler college fund financial figuring & feet-to-your-prayers finagling all day and needing some space now to relax. Hmm… Nine, deep, space… You know how my space-y mind works. Guess that made my mind up for me. Escaping to Deep Space Nine to get away from all this college stuff. Tomorrow’s escape? The Vinyl Frontier: the b.a.s.i.c. band studios! SIGNED, The Space In Me 

Having a cow trying to dig around to come with all the monies for college, band stuff & just life stuff. Umm...guess that'd make it moo-laH ‘stead of monies. PIMP LOL DUH LOL. Prayers work moo-re better than having cows in any situation. Keeps ya from buying the whole farm. Course, I have enough cows now to start my own farm. Have a fun weekend. Do some farming. You know? Dig around. Put feet to prayers. It’s good for ya. But, do the praying first. Or, you won’t have a leg to stand on and put those feet to. SIGNED, MILKING 4 MOO-LAH, SINGING LA LA

Waging War! The Woes vs. The Whoas 2013!

"Waging War! The Woes vs. The Whoas 2013! Who Will Win Your War?” Woe is me... Nah! More like: Whoa! Is me! Well, at least, whoa! I'm gonna have a thankful weekend, anyways. Cuz, the spirit is willing. I mean, the spirit is whoa-ing, Even when the body, mind or feelings are woe-ing. No woe-ies. As long as you can see the whoas in the woes, you are good ta go. Hope you guys have a whoa weekend. SIGNED, The Whoaman In Me

A TAPESTRY TALE!

“A TAPESTRY TALE! 2 TUFF, 2 GRUFF or 2 PUFFED?” What? Well, I was listening to Carole King earlier and singing and got me thinking about tapestries and how the 2 parts of tapestry are both seen on the finished product. What’s underneath as well as on the surface. And, I had been talking to my girl about when I worked at the Space Center running an office. We were talking jobs and bands and family and being a leader and follower. I said, “Don’t let sentiment and kindness and grace and love get IN the way of command decisions in leadership. Let them BE the way.” What? I know it seems contrary to popular leadership opinion, but … Whether in an office, on a team, family, band, church, government, etc., it’s what I believe. I know you gotta be tuff when things get ruff, sometimes, gruff, but never puffed! Up! I know sentiment sometimes gets in the way, but kindness and grace and love? ‘tis the way. To lead. Do most think niceness has no place in leadership? That nice guys finish last? Maybe that’s true. Maybe that was a “leading” question. PIMP LOL. And, you know? I hear being last is like being first in God’s city. Get outta town! And, I hear the best leaders sometimes get mistaken for ordinary folks who work hard. What?!? To me, what’s underneath is just as important on a tapestry of leadership as what’s on the surface. Should weave together to show a true blend of character. Anyways, song for this story? “Where You Lead, I Will Follow” by Carole King. Been singing and learning from her since I was a kid. Learned a lot from her Tapestry album. Oh! And, the photos? All my tapestries are connected to jeans! Of course! Each of our lives is a tapestry. Let both sides show. Here's the song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hoNEJyuWhUI SIGNED, Outta Town, On A Tapestry

SAWIN' LOGS or SAWIN" THE LIGHT?

"SAWIN' LOGS or SAWIN" THE LIGHT?" What? So, I was going to sleep in late today and saw some logs. And, get some extra rest, but I was awaken at the crack of dawn from sawing logs to sawing the light! What? Our neighbors have an arborist there all week cutting down their pines and oaks cut down right by our house. They kept a lot of light and heat away from our home but the pollen was heavy. Heavy, man! I’ll be missing and pining for those trees in the bottom right photo, but not the pollen. I always loved the woodsy feeling they gave me in Florida. Yes, I’m a Pennsylvania hillbilly who became a southern belle. Now, I’m a “Hillbelle-y”! PIMP LOL. Oh! And, what did the arborist say to all the trees it just chopped down? Now, I can saws the light! Okay. One more joke? Most folks who saw wood, lumber. When I saw logs? I slumber. Didn’t saw that one comin’, huh? PIMP LOL. So, yes, it's been a war zone here for 2 days. It’s The Arborists vs. the Humorists. The Arborists pack a mean bark, but we humorists have roots and know how to “treet” each other in times of war. We pack a big shtick! DUH LOL. Here’s the whole story. If you’re logged in! PIMP LOL. SIGNED, IF YA CAN'T SAW LOGS, SAW SHTICK

In The Nicks Of Time! For shawl!"

"In The Nicks Of Time! For shawl!" What? So, I accidentally vacuumed up my Stevie Nicks/Bonnie Raitt stage shawls. Almost. They both got caught in the vacuum but I got them out in the Nicks Of Time. PIMP LOL. But, really? It happened and that joke popped in my head. That's how my mind works. I thought of Stevie's last name and one of my fave songs of Bonnie Raitt's called Nick Of Time. And, voila! The humor just sucked me in like the vacuum did the shawls! For shawl!

Trace