Hello Folks!

I heard Santa shilling for Ford the other day.  Honest to goodness.   Ho, Ho, Ho-ing about how early in the season it was for him to be talking to us. And then he urged us  buy a Ford.

It crossed a line.

I wasn’t happy.

I wasn’t any of the other dwarves, either, in case that’s where your mind was going.

But seriously, folks, what would kids listening to that think?

I know, I know, Santa has been drinking Coke for ages.  Somehow that’s different.

DANGER….NO TRANSITION…..DANGER….NO TRANSITION……

I had one Halloween mask when I was growing up.  And I saw it in the movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s last night.  I have never see the whole movie, so I thought I’d watch a little of it while channel surfing.  Good thing I was by myself because if anyone else had been trying to watch it with me, they would have been distracted by the shriek of “That’s my scarecrow mask!!!!”

Talk about a blast from the past.

AGAIN…..LOOK OUT……..NO TRANSITION……

It’s the little things that matter.   Little…simple…love.

Today’s poem is called The Orange, by Wendy Cope.

 

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—-

The size of it made us all laugh.

I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—

They got quarters and I got half.

 

And that orange, it made me so happy,

As ordinary things often do

Just lately.  The shopping.  A walk in the park.

This is peace and contentment.  It’s new.

 

The rest of the day was quite easy.

I did all the jobs on my list

And enjoyed them and had some time over.

I love you.  I’m glad I exist.

 

An orange hug to you all,

Janet