Poor Esme....Poor Gwen

Today Esme (my Doxie) is trapped in the kitchen. This has been accomplished by propping a card board box at each entrance. She is not pleased. I feel slightly guilty since I really should let her out and pay attention to her. Instead, however, I am writing this blog.

Sometimes I feel as if I, myself, were trapped in the Kitchen of life....held back by my own card board boxes (flimsy at best....but indestructible for me). And the Higher power I talk to so often .....is just checking his facebook.

Hell hath no "furry" like a woman scorned

Well, its one thing to be scorned by the male of our unpredictable species. I have had my share of disappointing men....hmmmm....there was "piano man" who spent all his time with me, but ended up asking out my best friend, there was "computer geek boy" who asked me to go out sometime and then disappeared off the face of the planet (only to call me months later to inform me that he was locked in a fridge at work and could I come get him out).....ah....no.., and most recently there was "Turtle guy" who gave me his number and his email and then never followed up when I called him.....what a looser!

Still these slights are trivial compared to the the boy who stood me up this morning.........Jake, our lab/husky! I decided to spend the wee hours outside playing with him before I got ready for work. He let me pet him for maybe two minutes before hightailing it back to the house....humpfh. Sigh.
You know its bad when the dog doesn't even crave your attention.......

~Hope deferred makes the heart sick~

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There once was a girl: Bonnie Lou

Who wanted to go to SAGU

but she has no money

and (no) its not funny

What is our young hero to do?

She decided on art classes this year

but she was still queasy with fear

her heart full of strife

from her dead social life

her future was more than unclear.

So perhaps my dear readers you'd lend

her a shoulder, a hug, or a friend

for don't you all see

that that bonnie is me

so thanks in advance and THE END.

Monday morning Poem

More About People

When people aren't asking questions
They're making suggestions
And when they're not doing one of those
They're either looking over your shoulder or stepping on your toes
And then as if that weren't enough to annoy you
They employ you.
Anybody at leisure Incurs everybody's displeasure.
It seems to be very irking
To people at work to see other people not working,
So they tell you that work is wonderful medicine,
Just look at Firestone and Ford and Edison,
And they lecture you till they're out of breath or something
And then if you don't succumb they starve you to death or something.
All of which results in a nasty quirk:
That if you don't want to work you have to work to earn enough money so that you won't have to work!

~Ogden Nash

Thankfulness

I started the GF (Gluten free)/DF (Dairy free)/ Soy free life style on the thirteenth of this month (hmmm I'm not too superstitious) . Since then I have noticed an incredible amount of clarity in my thinking that even Prozac can't give me. It's as if, for the first time, I comprehend my own power. First and foremost I am surprised at the peace that I have eating this way. I am truly thankful for all the food I am allowed to eat. The key: I'm not doing this to loose weight.....if i was it wouldn't work. I want to feel like doing cartwheels, and getting up at god-forsaken hours every morning! I love my adventures and my little challenges for myself and this one tops them all. That's why I know I'll stick with it for sure.
My new favorite food ( so far ): Coconut milk yogurt.......so good.
Least favorite: rice tortillas......tastes like wet cardboard....terrible with a capital Yuck!