Here are lucky 7 of the at least 77,777 bloggers doing cool things.
ONE. Guess who’ll be laughing it up in NY, NY this coming Sunday morning?? Katie West and her Levity Project gang!! And guess who’s posting this teary-eyed because she won’t be joining them in the flesh? (Me.) If you’re gonna be in NY on May 2nd, go play for World Laughter Day at 10:00 a.m. for an hour and a half. Or if you have a brother, sister, aunt, friend, co-worker, blogging bud who lives in NYC? Tell them to register! The Levity Project is a global celebration of simple joy that’s big, Big, BIG fun — and growing.
TWO & THREE.I wasn’t even going to read Betsy Wuebker’s and Lori’s Hoeck’s co-authored “The Narcissist : A User’s Guide” because I didn’t know a narcissist (or so I thought.) But I read it for my daughter’s sake. And you know what?!! I learned I was allowing a certain narcissist to make themselves feel better by making me feel like less. Yuck. But, no more, baby!! I was absolutely gripped for the entire 50 minutes it took me to devour this free e-book. This guide is helpful, helpful, helpful with concrete ways to understand and move on from difficult people.
FOUR. Holy cow — has it really been one one full year plus a day since I first touted Ma Vie Folle Sheila’s magical vanilla kisses that instantly transport to forests of delights? Far far too long to go without raving about her natural, organic, handmade Aventine Hill wonders of the earth!! And you know what?? Her body products are not only gorgeous to soak in and to slather on — but when you’re reading and writing blogs you can keep her sun-saturated namaste wares right beside you to bask in the sight, smells — and yes — even the sounds of, like this…
Mothers’ day is coming up — perfect time for Aventine Hill!
FIVE. When I first crashed Jeanne’s old blog a year and a half ago she had maybe 47 signatures on her (tho she calls it “our”) Endometriosis e-petition. Now she has 578 signatures – and growing! If you haven’t yet signed it, PLEASE pop over to Jeanne’s Chronic Healing blog or straight to the Endometriosis Petition and take 1 or 2 minutes to sign and make a difference in the lives of millions of women (and the ones who love them) who are not getting the correct diagnoses and treatment they need. THANKS! Thanks SO much!!!
SIX. Laura Hegfield of the Shine The Divine blog! Her young daughter, Rosewillow – as part of her preparation for her Bat Mitzvah — has taken it upon herself to captain a team for the upcoming MS Journey Of Hope Walk in Hanover, NH on May 22nd. Please consider sponsoring Rosewillow with a small donation for this wonderful very worthy cause. It ALL adds up! With the support of her generous family and friends, Rosewillow has so far raised $1663.00 of her $2000.00 goal. (I plan to sponsor very soon!)
SEVEN.The Pioneer Woman — I LOVE The Pioneer Woman!!! If I had to choose between giving up her blog or giving up donuts and beer, I most definitely would get used to cake and wine. Ree doesn’t know me from Adam and possibly never will, but that matters not one whit. She is sweet, funny, giving, loving, and kind. Yes, she’s now THE top female blogger, and will most likely remain so, but that’s not why I read her, ’cause she’s all popular and such – I read her because of the sweet, funny, giving, loving, kind part. Oh yes — and she is wildly creative. And a little naughty on occasion!
Posted with love by Jannie Muffin on a Friday afternoon.
1 … who learned that Keri bath oil tastes nothing like mouthwash? Not even remotely. Yuck. Took 2 days of brushing my tongue 10 times a day to get rid of that perfumey soapy residue.
2 … who has at least 3 pairs of scissors in the house and cannot find a fricking one of them!?!?
3 … who has at least 3 pairs of reading glasses in the house and cannot find a fricking one of them!?!? (Had I been wearing my glasses, I may not have mistaken the bath oil for mouthwash.)
4 … who has not painted my toenails in over 6 months? (Most of you men are excluded here.) With Texas now in the mid-80s every day, it’s gittin’ on time to shine up the olde toesies. (Maybe even go wild and shave my legs.)
5 … who sometimes actually kneels on the floor at my desktop computer to type, so I won’t disturb the cat sleeping on the chair?
6 … who spent my hair root dye money on champagne?
7 … who spent my running shoe money on gas and groceries?
8 … who can’t pass by a rosemary bush without smooshing some of that wonderful smell onto my fingers to enjoy all day? (Sometimes when no one’s around I rub my whole body on a rosemary bush.)
9 … who can’t pass by a set of wind chimes without giving them a good ol’ tinkle? (a lengthy process in the wind chime section of larger stores.)
speaking of tinkling…
10. Am I the only one who finds this having-to-pee-all-the-time business majorly inconvenient to my busy lifestyle? I mean, I’d be a much more productive blogger, kelp bikini knitter and songwriter without this constant running to the loo.
And a bonus…
11… Am I the only one who worries I might be getting lopsided because I often prop up my left leg on the armrest as I drive, like this…
And this…
I think my left leg is a teeny bit slimmer than my right because of all this flinging-up. More stretched out. Should I maybe spend the next 30 years in a right-hand-drive car, so I can fling my right leg up and get evened out?
Just wondering. On all.
P.S. The hand sanitizer in the top photo has nothing to do with this post, other than to make that nice appealing trio. (except darnit — it was crooked on the library scanner.)
Just a little ditty I wrote, inspired in part by a George Carlin bit. God rest his funny soul.
For anybody who does NOT know what a wedgie is, see the second definition here.
Wedgie Wedding Lyrics
1. The church was filled with flowers
And three hundred close friends
My gown of lace was white as snow
And I had no split ends
Everything was perfect, just as it should be
Except for one small detail that was
Tugging at me…
I had a wedgie on my wedding day
It crept on up as Dad gave me away
I had a wedgie but I tried to smile
Takin’ the trip down that long, long aisle
2. The groomsmen and the bridesmaids
We had ten of each
Guys in black tuxedos
Gals in satin peach
Cold champagne was waiting,
Steak and lobster too
All that I could think of was where my
Undies had gotten to…
I had a wedgie of atomic force
I would’ve loved to give it a yank, (of course!)
I had a wedgie but what could I do
Standin’ at the altar with my love so true?
3. Your undies may be borrowed
Your undies may be blue
But never ever let your undies
Get the best of you
Listen, everybody, don’t do as I have done
If you can’t trust your bloomers
You’re better off with none!!
I had a wedgie that was just plain wrong
My French-cut undies turned into a thong
I had a wedgie, I’m tellin’ ya , man!
It really wasn’t part of my wedding plan.
I had a wedgie on my wedding day.
I had a wedgie –what more can I say??
Friends, I have exactly 100 of my “I Need A Man” CDs left from my first printing. And once they’re gone — they’re GONE!! There may be a second printing someday, but with changes. So these are unique.
Get one here — only $10.00, plus low shipping. Mailed with moonbeams and mystic loving meanderings directly from ME!!
So what about this wild and crazy poem of mine above?? Well…
The other day I Stumbled on this site called _____ will ______ you. Fascinating place. LOVE the concept! Very poetically inspiring for me.
One disclaimer – please enter there at your own risk, much of the content is definitely R rated.
Since I discovered ____ will____ you, I’ve been infiltrating daily and dropping little “poetic love bombs” like the lines above. My hope is if I leave at least 20 non-crass thoughts there a day for the rest of my life, eventually the crasser ones will show up maybe only once in every 100, unlike once in every 3 to 5 as they seem to now — my reasoning being people are starving for nice thoughts. Do you think?
Am I completely crazy?? (Wait – don’t answer that!)
Be well my friends!! Be well and speak in poems of love wherever you are.
