ALICE IS BACK......

She is traditionally bewildered, but more importantly, modernly bedecked and bedazzled! One of my favorite books is Alice in Wonderland and Disney is coming out with a new movie with a goth twist, directed by Tim Burton. My favorite Tim Burton movie is James and the Giant Peach, except it wasn't directed by Tim Burton, or even remotely connected to Tim Burton, but is the Best Tim Burton type movie I have seen. Kinda like my life right now: I have fallen down a rabbit hole of my own petard and must hoist up the flag, so to speak. But I regress, my favorite character is the Mixed Metaphor, and back to the trouble at hand, as I was saying, most importantly, Disney commissioned Tom Binns to create jewerly to market with the release of the movie and I am getting my piece tomorrow! Ta DA! Over there>>>>>>>>>>>>[arrow arrow]


Don't think I even had a clue who Tom Binns was before this rather affordable line came out, but now I want them all. Check some of them out at this link that I am too tired, dumb, and/or old to figure out how to do the linky thingy, so I would suggest googling Tom Binns Alice Jewerly Give It To Me Now, or TBAJGITMN for the shortcut, I am sure Google is all over this trend as we are making history together as we blog drool.
TTFN.

HIDE AND SEEK

Say, say, playmate, won't you come play with me....Jackie O (the dog) and Jake Blues (the cat) in the garden.

Remember the days when play was a vocation? What did you do today was a question answered by lists of games, friends and sugar treats. When did it all get so serious. When did riding a bike become exercise? When did eating a cupcake become death by a thousand calories? Do yourself a favor and carve out some playtime today --- TAG --you're it!

This is my post for Magpie Tales. Being new to blogging, I have no clue how to do links so hopefully some of you will find me.


Waits


He waits for me in the silvering night

where plumey lilacs dress the breeze

and tiny daisies blanket the leas

Underneath the sentinel stone

beyond the fallen tower



No sound he makes, yet sure he calls

and I no anwer give at all

Yet still he waits for me

Underneath the sentinel stone

beyond the fallen tower



One day I shall join him there

lain to rest one morning fair

and together wait in the silvering night

Underneath the sentinel stone

beyond the fallen tower

Today was not like any other day, I pedaled my bike today, I walked today, I smelled beautiful flowers today, I ate Del Taco today, I cooked banana bread today, I got out of the house today. Today was not a BS day, those are the days you wish you could delete, the days you really need a backspace key -- I don't know how MAC users can live without a backspace key. I love my Backspace key, it takes care of all my oopss, my oh shupks, my deer guds, my darnes, my whoa I must be drunkes! Yes, BS is a valuable key in life. I suggest having your own BS key made, wear it every day and when you have a moment you would like to erase just whip out that BS key and take that step backwards and then get right on moving forward again. Too many times we get caught up in the BS, lugging it around with us, ruminating over it and flogging ourselves for creating it. Free yourself from your own personal BS, don't be shy, call it when you see it and then delete it! BTW I have no idea what this picture is, my son shot this at the San Diego Botanic Gardens so I know it is probably someone's plant project, but looks really gross to me and reminds me of BS. Eeeeuwsss.

I have figured it out. Except, I forgot it. Honestly, I did know it because I poured it, then I drank it and I even washed it when it came back up and over everything. I think, or is it thunk. Maybe it was a flashback to 1985, or maybe it is the serial electrical pop-storm of dementia burning its way down the lit fuse to ingnite the dynamite of all female storms....FORCE FIVE HORMONAL STORM...EVACUATE, small children hide, husbands stay in the bathroom, and everyone will be