When I Do Not Come To Your Blog — a poem

Kelp Knitting, Photography, Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 22 June 2011 @ 4:39 PM 30 Comments

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it’s not because

I’ve fallen out of

love with you

 

or dumped you for

some younger, older or

buffer blogging buddy.

 

It’s because I’m sculpting tunes,

practicing guitar and spying on peeps

from trees in my kelp knitted bikini.

 

One day I even washed the dishes,

another did a whole load of laundry,

and last Friday I baked an apple!

 

Other times I do not come to your blog

I’m in the ocean of my mind, helping starfish

fill out applications for their dream jobs.

 

Many starfish long to be pilots,

pro baseball coaches and assistants

to make-up artists on movies.

 

The pink one I met today

wants only to be a mermaid

who sells peas at the circus.

 

(boiled with butter, on a tray with 2 bottles of beer!)
 
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I swim wild here in my ocean.

I bob like some guy named Bob

in pockets of rainbow ripples.

 

But back to what started this poem…

 

When I do not come to your blog

it’s also probably because Blue Bunny

and I are singing on street corners

 
where the saints imbibe.

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iPhone pix recently of Kelly at her friends’ outdoor saltwater pool with a plexiglass viewing area.

Posted with love by Jannie, who is behind with blog-reading again, but hopes to get out soon.

xoxooxox

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Up My Tree

Kelp Knitting | Posted by Jannie on 5 December 2010 @ 10:53 PM 57 Comments

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Hello.

I am hiding under my blanket as I write this so the marshmallow goblins don’t get me.

Anyway, if you are 1 of the 5 peeps who won a poetry book, whooo-hoo.

And if you are not 1 of the 5 peeps, whooo-hoo.

If you did your dishes lately, whooo-hoo.

If you like shrimp scampi, whooo-hoo.

If you’re a vegetarian, whooo-hoo.

If your socks match, whooo-hoo.

If you like life, whooo-hoo.

If you dance, whooo-hoo.

If you sing, whoo-hoo.

Whoooooo-hooooo.

Whoooo-hoooo.

Whooo-hooo.

xxooxxoo

How To Go Viral On Twitter In 15 Easy Steps

Kelp Knitting, Rooftop Yodeling | Posted by Jannie on 26 August 2010 @ 6:51 PM 75 Comments

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1.  Post something awesome to your blog
2.  Tweet your post
3.  Link with FaceBook
4.  Have some friends
5.  Be a friend
6.  Bust some Internet butt
7.  Go for a walk
8.  Get more friends
9.  Love your friends
10. Drink wine in a tree
11. Sing a little song
12. Do a little dance
13. Make a little love
14. Get down tonight
15. Repeat until viral

This has been a Friday Flash Fiction in 55 words for The G-Man.

Jannie
xoxoxoxo

P.S. the itty-bitty “t” icon below is for Twitter. Tweet if you must.  :)

What Canada Day Means To Me (an incredibly deep poem)

Kelp Knitting | Posted by Jannie on 1 July 2010 @ 1:43 AM 36 Comments

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Beer.

Moose muffins.

A parade.

More beer.

More moose muffins.

Maple cones – you know

the little ones like this.

I love to chew them frozen.

(I mentioned I have fillings

in all my remaining teeth, right?)

Hotdogs.

Dessert beer.

Nice people flitting about

like bonfire sparks.

Morning coffee by the sea.

A sunset like this…

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 (That’s a still off a video I took at

Mom & Dad’s cottage last year.)

 

Happy Canada Day, Canada!

Happy 143rd Birthday,

my home and native land!

 

I miss a lot of the people you

have tucked under your wing.

 

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(end of incredibly deep poem.)

 

Hey, did you see a little blue somebody up in the picture with the 3 girls on the tree house deck??

 

Are you excited about Canada Day?

Ever had those little maple cones?

Ever had morning coffee by the sea?

 

Posted with Canadian Love & Funsterment by
The Jannie
xoxoxo

Edit: A moose muffin is delicacy my family invented, that’s starting to catch on for miles around my parents’ home.  They’re made with moose meat, honey, cheese, beer and turnips — baked in muffin tins.

Am I The Only One…? (2)

Kelp Knitting, Mysteries | Posted by Jannie on 27 April 2010 @ 11:08 PM 50 Comments

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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…

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And this…

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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.)  :)

Oh!  I did post a first batch of these crazy meanderings a few months ago.  And boy — how did I ever live with such small photos back in them thar dark ages?!  :)

Posted with love late on a Tuesday night by,

Jannie Junebug.

xoxoxo