Throne Rooms!

Yep. I admit I have gone to the throne room of God via the other throne room. Of odd! Just sayin'. On more than 1 OKsion. Might not seem high and mighty but it is private and humbling. What? God magnificently and humorously designed us, not me. I'm OK with that. Besides, I don't like to waste time and praying helps you not to have potty mouth. PIMP POL. The throne room. The great equalizer. Both! Cuz we all gotta go there. Yep. I went there! Both throne rooms help in figuring things out. 'Specially when you got nothing else to go on. Signed, Don't Give Her Grief 'bout Her Odd Belief

IT’S UH…FAMILY UH…FAIR?

"IT’S UH…FAMILY UH…FAIR?” So, after talking to a dear friend about trouble in her family, I have come to this humorous conclusion that has nothing at all to do with my family. Just heart felt funny thoughts of relatives we shouldn't be: If you feel like an outlaw to your in-law or a bother to your brother or you get a sasster instead of your sister? Feel like a woof instead of a wife? A has-been 'stead of a husband? Smaller than an ant to your aunt or hear cussin’ stead of hearing from your cousin? Or get the cold shoulder from your chilled-dren? Gotta twist an ankle to hear from an Uncle? Feel like Mum’s the word with your Mom. Or, dead to your Dad? There’s always a fam member who is no farther than your time. Our Father. God. He won’t feel you’re a bother to ask or sass you for pouring your heart out nor curse you. Nor make you feel small. But! He won’t twist your ankle ‘til you say Uncle to spend time with Him. He likes real sons and daughters. Real fam. Not wooden puppets who care more about things than people. He’s only time away. And, I think He’d remind us all that we’re imperfect family members, too, and that Grace and Charity make the best relatives. We should always invite those 2 to all gatherings! In our fam and in our extended fams and all of God’s fam. Life isn’t always uh…fair, but it is always a family affair! Time and time again. Photo collage is shots from the sun dial frog fountain at the Ponce Deleon Dorm/former hotel at Flagler College in St. Augustine because I wanted a time photo. A spitting image of a clock to represent my story. Signed, It’s A Family Affair To Readily Care & Steadily Be There

Old Rockers!

Old rockers. And, the loyal friends like Gibson that stand by them. PIMP LOL. If you're in tune with your friends needs and not just your own, you won't have to string them along or fret. Have a fun, fretless day! Signed, Life A"chord"ing To The Vox With The Jokes at www.basicband.biz

WBW! Way Back Whensday!

WBW! Way Back WhensDay. So, this was taken in the mountains in Texas way back when I was 17. I took a trip and drove this 455 TransAm across country from Cocoa Beach, Florida to see a friend going to college in New Mexico. Ended up in jail in Mexico trying to visit Texas via getting lost at the border. We were strip-searched for good reason and the car was taken over by sniff dogs. Having Florida tags in Mexico made us appesr to be drug dealers they said. Then, I was pulled over on the way home in Jackson County, Florida for going 125. He said, "We don't give tickets, we slap ya in jail for those speeds, but I'm impressed a little old girl like you is driving this baby. Are you the daddy of this race car?" I started balling and pointed in the passenger seat to my sleeping boyfriend, "No. He is! Please don't put me in jail!" Well, he gave me a ticket. That's all I will say. And, these are the only 2 parts of my month long trip that I can talk about. PIMP LOL. I learned alot. Have a fun day. Learn some thing new every single day of your life. Some things we learn on purpose. Some things we learn on ignorance. And, some? On stupidity. Did I mention I paid for a new AC in my boyfriends car? Before leaving. Upon arriving back home in Florida, he loved his AC more than me and I learned more about stupidity. Guess i wasn't as cool as the AC? Though, I did get to race a fine car. Anyways, I suppose and propose all learning has purpose. Keep traveling the road of life, learning... SIGNED, She Has Tips 'bout Trips

Being Boss Without Cost!

Hoping to kick a li'l boot today and get this day rockin'. PIMP LOL. Working tis good for the soul and bod. Whether physical, musical or accidentical. You don't have to be bossy to be boss! Be boss! As in cool! Kinda sounds like bouse! PIMP LOL. And, def not be chairman of the bored. Make it fun. Enjoy! Working side by side keeps from being a behind by thinking you're out front. Helping someone without pay doesn't make you better than others. Just a better person. It pays to help others freely. That's bouse! Being bouse don't cost ya a thang!  SIGNED, She's Boss Without Cost

Flock & Flick Or Flack?

Tuesday evenings at our home is Family Flock & Flick night! Our son comes for supper and a movie. And, next week at this time, we will have more of our Family Flock here for the Flick. We are going up to St. Augustine to bring our girl home for summer this weekend. Okay, now have a fun evening. Don't give anyone any flack. Make 'em feel part of your flock. He does. SIGNED, She Feeds The Flock That Rocks (and speaking of rock? Above is a brand new song clip and for the whole song listen or YouTube vid or album stop by my website at www.basicband.biz

Defenceless?

In the game of fear, on the field of life, sometimes the best de"fence"? Is to get offdafence. When you finally find it more offence-ive being on the defence than the field? You win. Fear is a must for courage to show up on the field. Fear "must"ers up courage. My uniform? The full armor of God. Looks great on all the players. Classy. Have a fine Sunday. Whatever your fear? Off it. Offdafence it. Signed, She's Got Relentless Kneeing 'bout Not Being A Defenceless Being

Phone-y?

Was talking to my Mom on the phone and afterwards I got to thinkin'... With all this texting, IMing and social media, people don't use the phone often as a phone. I like to hear a voice. A real one. I like to be real. Not a phony. But, a phone-y. Someone who still uses a phone to talk. I do like all the other uses. Jus' sayin'. We should still reach out and touch. With a phone call. Which I call phonificate! My phone etiquette? Keep it real. Whether social media, text or phonificating. Be a phone-y, not a phony. BTW? The photoghraph? It is an Eiffel phone. Some may call cell phones "The I Fool" phone because we fool them with our phony. PIMP LOL. Let's not. SIGNED, Her Bologney 'bout Da Phoney