tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609424440381386554.post6632818346679637820..comments2023-12-24T09:46:52.681-08:00Comments on Carnivale Selah: Power Cosmic and Love Supremecafe selavyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15326753057795689263noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609424440381386554.post-60806390953501712262020-09-06T06:07:32.311-07:002020-09-06T06:07:32.311-07:00Enjoy the long weekend, working girl :)Enjoy the long weekend, working girl :)cafe selavyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15326753057795689263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2609424440381386554.post-42172881082631814872020-09-05T04:46:15.462-07:002020-09-05T04:46:15.462-07:00I have a three day weekend. Imagine - getting pai...<br /><br />I have a three day weekend. Imagine - getting paid for not working? Who invented that concept. Wow. Lucky me. <br /><br />Last night I thought, upon being released , "Wow it is a beautiful night - a kick off to a holiday weekend that promises loads of blue sky and sunshine - a banner weekend for the close out of the Season (what season, fuck). I'm going to do something." <br /><br />I went to the liquor store bought some Blue Moon low carb Citrus Wheat beer (it is funny to me that they put the "skinny beer" in skinny cans.). <br /><br />But I didn't have anyone to play with. I could have gone to see the G.B. He has been texting a lot. I've not been too attentive. <br /><br />I wasn't up for that tho. <br /><br />Instead, I drove home and sat on the deck - Hannah wandered about - I drank two beers and realized I was tired by 9:15. I settled in with a cup of coffee (had a slight headache) to watch a video and fell asleep. <br /><br />I finished the vid this morning with another early coffee. The sun is up - not a cloud in the sky. I've got two dogs wedged on either side of me as I write from a now re-prone position. <br /><br />I'm thinking. Of things I should chase from my mind. It is going to be a long weekend if I go and allow that kind of thing to happen. They are enchanting tho - the pictures and stories I can make up in my head. <br /><br />This morning however, I will clean. Being a working girl, I guess Saturdays are chore days. I'll put the radio on loud and tackle that task early. Well. 9 is early for me. <br /><br />After that I'll make a foray to the Thrifty shop on the quest for money-making gimcracks and baubles. Tonight I may see my hairdresser. I miss her little kid. <br /><br />Perseverance. That was the third word. Passion, Purpose and Perseverance. <br /><br />That's the hardest one isn't it. The Passion and Purpose, well they come easy. It's the grit that can be more difficult to muster. <br /><br />I'll give you some of mine - for the book or whatever it is you need it for. I'm generous like that. <br /><br />I really enjoyed reading up there when you were all watermelon sugar-like. Silversurfer diggin yourself. <br /><br />Course it didn't last long enough. I dunno, maybe you should stand at the end of the driveway and get some Lenore. You float with that juice. See, the empath in me has difficulty with that last paragraph. Think about your readers and their disabilities and sensitivities. <br /><br />Oh wait this is your blog. :)<br /><br />Okies. <br /><br />I leave you with a song. My Ma used to play this 8Track when I was growing up. On Saturdays when she was cleaning. It went with some others like Simon & Garfunkle and Elvis Presley. <br /><br />https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tf1d65OHYXo<br /><br /><br /><br />Lisa Nickersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02748824411772434531noreply@blogger.com