Can't You Be Happy For Five Minutes?

Actually, yes, I can. And so can you, friend.
I see entire cultures and civilizationzoinks working very hard at trying to be happy, amused, thrilled to be alive.
If it comes that hard, maybe happy isn't for you. I've known peoples who only felt 'right' when they were miserable.
I used to cook midnights at this restaurant. This old couple probably in their 70's came in every night and arguefought through their nightly meal. Top of their lungs. Recriminations and accusations with coffee and pancakes. They were lovin' it.
It really isn't that hard to be happy:
Be content with what you have. Even non-Christians and pagans can follow that Scriptural admonition.
I would never want to get rich in this world-too much temptation to think better of myself than I do.
With that said, enough is plenty enough, but we must all eat and we prefer to sleep under roofs, bathe in hot water, etc. So we work. Whatever God wants me to do, I do.
God has blessed me with plenty. I am content. The picture I took many summers ago, but each time I see it I am reminded of that beautiful day. That makes me happier than if I had my weight's worth of gold sitting in the bank.
May God so Bless you that you forget to be unhappy.

Tree Hugger Holiday

I was going to use a picture of an Ironwood tree growing on our property, but those pics are part of the great unscanned collection.
Hug away, tree lovers. Nothing wrong with Earth Day, if you remember that all of Creation is the work of God's hand. We merely populate what He has made. We don't 'own' the earth anymore than we own stardust (excepting Hoagy, of course.)
Look up into that ole buttermilk sky and see clouds and stars; look down at your feet to where you're walking. It's all God's stuff; if you look in a mirror, what do you see? More of God's stuff.
Much of it is beautiful. I love God's slightly marred creation in which we now live-Heaven will be Perfect!
Cherish what He has Blessed you with. He even made the eyes you use to read these words. Mighty cool.

Deaf By 23 Oh I'm Sorry Were You Leaving?

Sometimes fun is where you find it. I listen to my iPod for fun and to help make the moments pass delightfully while working. I treasure the gift of hearing. God has Blessed us all with so many fine gifts-it would be a shame to not thank Him.
Hopefully, by God's Grace I will continue to be able to listen and hear for many years to come.
Here, in this little literary nibble is a mild 'ra'-barely half a rant. Things I gotta say:

Hey! Life is precious! Drinking, smoking-they are bad for you! (As if you didn't know.)

We each have a limited number of days to live-God keeps the count-but you make choices. Choose to invite cancer into your body and you will have a worse time of it. Choose to drink alcohol and watch all your aspirations go down the drain. 

Fun is where you find it. But if you 'fun' actually is debilitating and harmful, what kind of fun is that?

I have fun exercising. It feels good now and pays dividends later in life. 

I have 'fun' reading God's Word. It is medicine for my soul, and food for my mind. It is one of the 'healthiest' things that I do, paying dividends for eternity as I learn more about God.

Fun doesn't have to involve harming your body with drugs. You do realize that you are merely tampering with your emotions, right? Drugs/smoking make you FEEL. Emotions? You will jeopardize your health over emotions? Wha?

It's been said too many times, but by now you're probably not reading this anymore, so:

Emotions are the seasonings which make life more palatable. But letting your emotions rule you-making decisions based on how you feel rather than what is real...crazytrouble.

Who needs crazytrouble?

Beer Summit 2011

There. All of you who just can't enough of Ann, here she is diplomatically trying to save Libya from American aggression...or whatever. P. Obama is offering a lager not to the liking of Malomar the insignificant.
Ann has a new book out June 7th. She's been moderately quiet lately-I assume she will be making the rounds promoting the as yet un-named book.
P. Obama has been an embarrassment since the day he took the oath of office. He will probably be defeated for re-election but whatever happens, happens. We survived Carter; we can survive Carter II.
Who will step up on the Republican side? It's wide open right now-I think that whoever get the brass ring on this go-around will have many Liberals thankful that we still have a secret ballot...so they can vote against Obama.
You see, when it comes right down to the nit/grit...nobody wants to pay more taxes than they have to. No one wants the Government to order their lives. Live Free Or Die is ingrained into us. So the slogan of 2012 may just be: "Yes we can! Change our minds!"
See you on the other side, Rhodes.

More Wag...Less Bark

I love it. I love seeing a car window sticker with such thoughts as: "More Wag...Less Bark". Simply elegant.
The pup driving the cah is from Meg Frost's site Cute Overload which I've noted here before. If you need some smiles, go check it out.
I'm feeling good right now-left work early as I have an appointment in the morn. Eating a pastrami on foccacia sandwich which is all good. I used to make sourdough foccacia by the sheetpans back in my baking days. Good stuff.
Some days just feel better than others. I could list the troubles global and personal that have cumbered us with cares...but naw. May God Bless you today. Wag wag wag.