Welcome Reader:

Whether you've just now tuned in to my life, or have been keeping up with my inner thoughts for quite some time now,
I welcome you.

Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.

As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.

By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...

...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.

Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Melancholy Military Friend

Today, this is the most important news I received:

David Michael Mosley

David lost his battle with cancer Tuesday morning.

He will always be with us.

Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers.

I knew Michael when he called himself Michael, not David. Michael and I were stationed at Edwards AFB in California together in 1981-1982. He was one of my closest friends.

For years, Michael was long lost to me...as were all my other
Air Force friends. (Though I recently found Dwaylon Calhoun in L.A.)

Dwaylon knew Michael, too,
but he did not approve of Michael's preferences. That was his choice and his loss.

I found Michael on Facebook a few months ago,

was elated,

and then deflated,
when Michael told me he was at the end of his life span.

Cancer had sneaked into him, ravaged him, waiting to withhold his final breath and kill him.

At this moment, I am sad for those he left behind.
Those who have lived in his world since the last I saw him. I am sad for those who darkly mourn him now.

Me, I still envision him the clean cut, blond airman from Mississippi who befriended the small town girl from New Hampshire. In our own ways, at that point in time, we were two souls drifting in melancholy, military time, far from childhood homes, and rooted to a desert where our friendship grew amid the cacti.

He'd knock and barge into my room to play to me the new tape of some hot new band he liked: The Go-Gos; Joan Jett & The Blackhearts; David Bowie. I'd stay up all hours of the night on weekends and play billiards with Michael in the dorm's rec. room. Michael drove me to L.A. once and we climbed the desert hill up to the famous HOLLYWOOD sign. I have pictures in a old photo album.

Michael Mosely was a friend put in my life for a season and for a reason, but not for a lifetime. My loss.

(Photo: Michael Mosley on left with high school friend)

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We're thinking this is at least a 3-yoker!
We'll let you know when Ray fries it up in a pan!
The Farmers,
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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

No Such Thing as Circumstance

Have you ever loved someone deeply and then lost them?
How did they get lost?

Did you lose them to heaven, or hell,
or did they disappear from your life to the unknown?

Did they go unexpectedly,
or did you hope they would fade away
and save you the trouble of instigating
their disappearance, whether fast or slow?

Have you ever despised someone deeply, lost them,
only to have them show back up in your life?

Did you purposely do all you could
to keep them hidden from you
and your current loved ones?

Did you think that by closing your eyes
you would summon the power
to make them stay out of your sight?
Did you think that closing your heart
would make them stay at bay...
...stay far, far away?

Making people stay away is not in your power.
Making people resurface is not in your power.
Making situations turn in your favor is not always
in your power. Sometimes you just have to let go.

You may take baby-steps with intention,
but you should know
there is no such thing as circumstance.

I believe
the Source
whom in your little life
comes and stays for how long;
and whom goes away for moments or unfathomable forever.

I have found that
wishing someone would come or go -- don't make it so!

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Gardiner's Maze





(Photo by Lisa (Allen) Kennard,
Prescott Park, Portsmouth, NH)
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Betty Boop in Heaven?

Betty Boop is scandalous! Look at her mini-skirt!

Clearly, she has no morals or scruples.
Her favorite expression is probably

My alter-ego might be Betty Boop.
Look at my Blog!

I just wanna have fun, too,
I have religious morals and scruples.
My favorite expression is

Being a christian, I must remember
not to judge Ms. Betty Boop.
If she ever did me wrong,
I must forgive Ms. Betty Boop
so my Creator will forgive me.

My friend,
allow God to give YOU justice in your life,
and deal with the wrong-doer Himself.
Don't deny God's forgiveness and let your
trespassers take your joy from you, too.

Maybe I'll see Ms. Betty Boop in Heaven.
Maybe I'll see you?
It's not too late to redirect your course.
I'm happy to be your flight attendant!

(Photo by Lisa (Allen) Kennard)
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Sun Bathe at Clean Windows

It doesn't happen often that I have a full day at home.
Today was one of those days.

Instead of sitting around, relaxing,
I decided to begin my spring-cleaning.
Even though spring isn't even near,
I took down all the curtains
and gave them a washing machine bath.

I used a steam-squeegee to wash
all the windows and mirrors
to remove the dirt, spots, and streaks.

I kept the windows open for a while,
airing out the house
until my husband questioned my intention,
fearing the heat-loss was not worth the clean-air.
(I totally disagreed, but put the windows back up.)

Now the windows are so clear one would
question the glasses' presence.
Now the closet door mirrors are so shiny
I can actually see my newly formed curves!

Spring may not be upon us yet,
but I declare to put a spring in my step,
and stand at the clean windows and sunbathe!

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Mimicking a Mommy

Affixed to my wall
for all visitors to see,
is a sign that implies
loving kindness from me.

Hugs and kisses
and milk and cookies,
I offer free babysitting -
the offer is generous and befitting.

Never a mother,
only an auntie
but shining about my head
is a golden halo mimicking a mommy.

Hugs and kisses
and a kind word, two, or three,
eager to invest in children
who I can play with and bounce on my knee.

Never a mother
in the biological world of birth,
but as a compassionate love-filled friend
I'm sure the kids I love, understand my worth.
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Ice Skates Hanging

Ice skates
hanging on the porch,
waiting for the wearer
to wear them.

Ice skates
hanging around,
recalling the feel of the blade
cutting into the ice,

Ice skates

(Photo by Lisa (Allen) Kennard)
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Puke on my Arm

Lucky me,
I got to bottle feed
one of my new
great nieces...
She was a doll in my arms,
a joy in my heart,
and smelled of baby
as she puked on my arm!
I wouldn't
change one
moment of my joy
would do it again,
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Flip Flop Birthday Cake

My 8 year-old niece had a Luau birthday party today.
I made her cake(s)...flip flop sandals.
One chocolate and one Funfetti.
She wanted her guests to have a choice!
I was given strict instructions on how they should look.

I decorated them with neon blue butter-cream frosting,
flavored with a touch of peppermint.
I twisted blue and pink fondant for straps,
and sprinkled brown sugar for beach sand.
My mother, niece and I made roses that
I put around the outside of the pan
to mimic roses often found at the seaside.

Was a big hit!
I was pleased as punch!
This is my second decorating adventure this year!
Next cake...Mom's, in my new flat, tiered pan.

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Thursday, February 4, 2010


Last night my sleep was disrupted.
At 3:00 in the morning my eyes snapped open.
Though awake, my thoughts lingered.

The events of my early morning dream
turned from good to bad,
those wilderness years haunting,
as the innocent dream evolved
into a nightmare from the past.

I lay on my side of the bed,
my earplugs in,
unaware if my husband
was alive and healthy beside me.

(It is his night-noises that lead to earplugs,
that leave me wondering
when I awake during the night
if his chest is actually rising and falling...
..I do NOT want to hear the snoring!)

Paralyzed, my slow breath was weak;
visions of a kaleidoscope twirled in my head.
Since I had to fast the prior night,
I knew my medicine was not causing this event.


It was the Almighty One talking to me,
in my dreams, while I am quietest,
making me relive things and see more clear,
and ponder other people's points-of-view.

Oh the horror! The person, the event,
nearly 28 years forgotten,
now pounding in my heart and head
like an aneurysm.

But like the gory-writer, Stephen King,
my mind would not turn away from the bad.
It oozed and goozed and matted itself into a glob
that held my great fears prisoner!

If I had not been afraid,
paralyzed into submission,
I would have turned over and laughed the
'dream-gone-wrong' away.
But no...in my mind it stayed.

Sleep did come, eventually,
but my mind is not the same.
Even this morning,
with the sun shining and my monster vanished,
the sadness stays.

So, I told my best friend who snores in the night
of my early morning fright,
he is so good,
but today not as good as I needed.
He could only listen in one ear
and wonder about my sanity
as it escaped out the other ear.
Only his massive brain could impede my worry's path.

"Well, I just wanted to share that I am sad,
just so you know why I might be a little quiet today."
He nodded his head,
and I said,
"I'll get that little girl over here today and she'll make me laugh!"

I immediately felt a calm fill my heart.
There is nothing so bad
that a little 8-year-old girl,
who is silly herself,
cannot cure.

Which Cake are You?

If all these desserts below were sitting in front of you,
which would you choose?
Pick your dessert, then see what psychiatrists think about you.
Make your choice before you check the meaning.
Here are your choices:
1. Angel Food Cake
2. Brownies
3. Lemon Meringue Pie
4. Vanilla Cake With Chocolate Icing
5. Strawberry Short Cake
6.. Chocolate Cake With Chocolate Icing
7 Ice Cream
8. Carrot Cake
Think carefully about your choice,
and though tempted, don't change your answer.
1. ANGEL FOOD CAKE -- Sweet, loving, cuddly. You love all warm and fuzzy items. A little nutty at times.Sometimes you need an ice cream cone at the end of the day. Others perceive you as being childlike and immature at times.
2. BROWNIES -- You are adventurous, love new ideas, and are a champion of underdogs and a slayer of dragons. When tempers flare up you whip out your saber.
You are always the oddball with a unique sense of humor and direction. You tend to be very loyal.
3. LEMON MERINGUE-- Smooth, sexy, & articulate with your hands, you are an excellent caregiver and a good teacher. But don't try to walk and chew gum at the same time.
A bit of a diva at times, you set your own style because you do your own thing.. You shine when it comes to helping others and have many friends.
4. VANILLA CAKE WITH CHOCOLATE ICING -- Fun-loving, sassy, humorous, not very grounded in life; very indecisive and lacking motivation. Everyone enjoys being around you, but you are a practical joker. Others should be cautious in making you mad. However, you are a friend for life.
5. STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE -- Romantic, warm, loving. You care about other people, can be counted on in a pinch and expect the same in return. Intuitively keen. You can be very emotional at times but a true person in every way. You like to do things for yourself and help others learn about themselves.
6.. CHOCOLATE CAKE WITH CHOCOLATE ICING-- Sexy; always ready to give and receive. Very creative, adventurous, ambitious, and passionate. You can appear to have a cold exterior but are warm on the inside. Not afraid to take chances. Will not settle for anything average in life. Love to laugh.
7. ICE CREAM -- You like sports, whether it be baseball, football, basketball, or soccer. If you could, you would like to participate, but you enjoy watching sports. You don't like to give up the remote control. You tend to be Self-centered and high maintenance.
8. CARROT CAKE -- You are a very fun loving person, who likes to laugh. You are fun to be with. People like to hang out with you. You are a very warm hearted person and a little quirky at times. You have many loyal friends.. You were meant to lead and teach others.
A wonderful role model.
*Came to my attention through an email from one of my sisters*

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

The Value of Friends

In my nearly fifty years of life,
friends have been my driving force.
They have kept me company,
kept me from feeling alone,
and kept me feeling loved...
...even when romance was gone!
In my years of life,
I have come to realize that
sisters can be friends,
and friends can be sisters,
(men can be lovers and friends)
and whether near or far by distance...
...it is never far to a true friend's house.
Friends are gifts from God!
I truly feel a friend is a guardian angel.
Thank you for being my angel!
During my life I have come to believe:
Friends are with us
for a reason,
for a season,
or for a lifetime.
No matter how long you are
present and active in my life,
I thank you and love you my FRIEND!