tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247993722024-03-07T03:40:10.336-05:00Ramblings of a Skinny Little BlondeNothing but a Skinny Little Blonde Rambling On About Living, Loving and Learningskinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.comBlogger335125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-31480642239152269422010-11-15T07:30:00.005-05:002010-11-15T07:40:57.927-05:00The Rising SunMy mom was always big on the notion that there was something good to be seen or said about everyone.As a little girl I told her I didn't believe everyone was good, some were just not good at all, in any way, shape or form.She said 'Really? Like who?'I said 'Well, like the Devil !"She smiled and said "I dunno Paige...he's really good at making fire'skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-56726760387755283682010-06-21T01:19:00.010-04:002010-06-21T08:56:25.811-04:00Home Sweet Home This much I know is true...1-Everything changes and sometimes somethings change in just a heartbeat.2-Lightning can, will and does strike the same place twice, and sometimes twice over again.3-Mother Nature & Father Time call the shots, as they see fit.4-I am very, very blessed in so many ways.Thank you Great Oak, Momma Nature & Father Time for reminding me...skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-85076564105834060492010-06-08T01:23:00.006-04:002010-06-08T01:34:44.618-04:00Do Not Leave Pumps UnattendedI guess it all starts and ends with you and me...I have decided that when I die, I definitely do want to be cremated. Would it be evil if I asked that my ashes be called Pixie Dust?If not, then perhaps those ashes could be tossed into the eyes of all the assholes of the world...BP Execs along with Joran van der Sloot, Child and Animal Abusers might make the short list.Liars, Cheats and Thieves skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-52278206474406219422010-06-04T00:14:00.001-04:002010-06-04T00:16:07.003-04:00 “It is the nature of the ego to take, and the nature of the spirit to share.”skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-39488794177747651262010-05-31T23:09:00.004-04:002010-06-01T20:51:10.466-04:00Butter Butt the HellhoundHis bark rolls like thunder and if you stand close enough, it rattles the core of your bones like a coal-loaded train out your back door. He's a Mastiff.... a 'devil-dawg'... a 'hell-hound'And he's full of terrified love...Because of his size and his apparent ferociousness, people fear him. It's their instinct.He senses their fear...and questions what they have done, what they may do...Agnostic skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-44231896860832030422010-05-25T06:59:00.001-04:002010-05-25T22:27:55.652-04:00Old Reminders in a Small TownOh, such a good, good man.I just hate the fact that the mere sight of me made his skin turn red with anger & his hands tremor with adrenaline.Not that I ever did him any wrong.I never did.I'm just a reminder to him...And he, the good man that he is, calms himself...steps away...comes back and reminds me that we live and learn.I smile because I should.I know some folks just live...'Yes, and I skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-75256269004292162432010-05-20T06:09:00.003-04:002010-05-21T03:17:42.067-04:00Dragonflies are helicoptersWhere the dragonflies are helicopters and the weeds are wildflowers, this is where I had a late lunch today.... Thank You Mother Nature. I Love You...skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-91111110562496592132010-05-10T23:59:00.001-04:002010-05-13T00:00:08.141-04:00Things Aren't Always as They Seem...If I do not counsel you or have sex with you, pad your pockets or your falls from grace, feed your belly or feed your ego... it still doesn't make me worthless. For when I feel like I have nothing else to give that is valued and appreciated...I still have me & I, for that, I am grateful. And I would never rub my dirty little feet all over you...it doesn'tskinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-76545671075979541592010-02-09T20:18:00.003-05:002010-02-11T08:08:43.395-05:00...and as sure as the waves lap the sands and as much as the sea spits shells at our feet, I have thought of you...skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-39147797292543070012009-12-23T04:58:00.000-05:002009-12-23T04:58:00.096-05:00Ding, Dong, Ding, DongAh....skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-21370432776603310612009-12-13T14:25:00.002-05:002009-12-13T14:34:24.417-05:00The Retailers Pixie ... RevisitedIf there is such a thing as reincarnation, I'd like to drop my name in the box for Pixies.Pixie...a fairylike or elfin creature, especially mischievous. A playful sprite.Toothfairies, flowerfairies & the sandman all have a good life... but perhaps, just a little too good for me.All this peace & love needs a little spit & fire.I'd build my wings from sticks & twigs. I hold them skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-31549775366341866542009-11-27T00:24:00.000-05:002009-11-27T00:25:10.618-05:00Black Friday, the Cree and All the MoneyWhen all the trees have been cut down, when all the animals have been hunted, when all the waters are polluted, when all the air is unsafe to breathe, only then will you discover you cannot eat money. Cree ProphecyHappy Black Friday People...Please don't put us retailers through too much hell :)We value you more than skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-12748487835769949122009-11-18T09:44:00.005-05:002009-11-18T10:10:33.749-05:00Flirting with the WorldUndeniably, I have learned a lot so far this year...One of the more interesting and entertaining things I have been learning is 'flirting.'As a teen, I simply didn't do it, in my twenties I was too afraid and in my thirties I was too busy to be bothered.Now, I am in my forties. While I am still ever so busy and have 100 things going on at once, I am free from the fears. I am wiser.No matter how skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-59214853284658085432009-11-18T02:23:00.001-05:002009-11-18T15:10:40.045-05:00Shaniya Davis, Caylee Anthony...Little Angels with Big WingsI don't know why Caylee Anthony or Shaniya Davis were dealt the cruel, painful, unfair cards they were.I don't understand any of it.My Mother has told me that the good Lord needs angels of all ages, sizes, strengths, wisdoms and speeds and for that reason he sometimes puts some people through some pretty harsh stuff and sometimes he takes a young life, sometimes in a very tragic way.Maybe she skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-41021528031999789882009-11-06T07:46:00.003-05:002009-11-06T07:59:50.535-05:00Silly Bird....rant and rambleThis is MY blog.It is one of the few things in my life that is all about me and whatever I want.It was given life by me and can be taken out by me.I do not have any sponsored advertisements on here because I don't want to.So what is it about some folks who think they can bury their advertisements deep with my history's comments.I am not interested in providing free space for any of these folks toskinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-14545855635050602612009-10-29T08:10:00.003-04:002009-10-29T08:22:44.267-04:00Ghost Stories...The Golden ArmHalloween will be here before we know it...Below is the Ghost Story of "Who has My Golden Arm," as I recall it being told growing up....Mother's voice changing tone and pitch, as needed, surrounded by a circle of children sitting indian-style upon the wooden floors, huddled in a circle, hanging on every word...Enjoy! Again and Again...Once upon a time there was a very,very rich man. He lived in skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-47969195296326458602009-10-22T08:00:00.007-04:002009-10-22T08:16:46.860-04:00Haystacks, the Wind and 3 Little Pigs“There's no need to fear the wind if your haystacks are tied down.”Irish ProverbThe big, bad wolf called out ' I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow you house in.''Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin...'Back in town now, I snapped the above pic while on the road. A free wish for all of us! Tomorrow the adjuster comes to look at my leaky roof, so I'll introduce us to a new wish...which can be skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-20901348839482023322009-10-20T06:57:00.001-04:002009-10-20T08:41:09.990-04:00Butterflies, Slugs & PerceptionsAny caterpillar who tried to "know himself" would never become a butterfly. ~André Gide"I'm a boot-ee-full butterfly" ~ Toy StoryI saw another wooly Slug last week-end and when I pointed him out to everyone, they all wanted to kill him. I scooped him out of harms way using a Magnolia leaf. Yes, they will sting the molasses out of you, but everything...even those things in life that are painful skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-36413313431076811842009-10-16T08:13:00.005-04:002009-10-16T08:32:19.840-04:00Ocean Blue, Ocean Blue...Leaving town again, I will leave you all with some pics, quotes and well-wishes..."Peace. It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart. " ~ UnknownSome people say that if you gently pinch yourself as you watch the sunset, your wish will come true...Other people say that if meditate skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-45381051753302197522009-10-15T08:34:00.005-04:002009-10-15T08:44:03.474-04:00A Thousand Hollow WordsBuddha "Better than a thousand hollow words is one word that brings peace."Sometimes that word isn't a word at all, but a sweet, simple breath of air... a sigh of relief.On a different note...as I recall from my childhood...if it someone else birthday and you too would like to make a wish when they blow out the candles... take a ring off your finger and drop it around one of the candles. If they skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-22484967132227403922009-10-14T07:03:00.001-04:002009-10-14T07:03:00.206-04:00Wishing WellWhen I see a car with one headlight, a pop-eye, I put my fingers to my lips, kiss them and then touch the roof, making a wish. I count them and when I get out of the car my counting stops.In fact, I wished this way onto Deans List and all through college. I wished my way into one decent job when I had been working three. I wished myself into a house when I was renter. And I'm wishing now...skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-52792252512161234912009-10-14T06:33:00.002-04:002009-10-14T06:33:00.105-04:00Hmmm...While I was out of town, I scheduled new little posts to pop up each day.It's the closest I have ever been to any kind of format here.I kinda liked it.Hmmm...maybe more of a format to come...While I wasn't able to respond to comments as I normally would, I did read them all upon my return...Orhan and Scott from Oregon, I agree with you...I believe dogs do know jealousy. They are very soulful skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-258902276873532562009-10-13T06:48:00.001-04:002009-10-13T08:25:35.340-04:00Sunning and RunningAll men should striveto learn before they diewhat they are running from...and to...and why...~James ThurberPrompted by one of Dear Sweet Mel's comments, I post this quote...along with one of the many pictures she so enjoys...I so adore her.Personally, I may sprint when called into action, but I rarely ever run. I always end up twisting an ankle anyway ;)skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-82306980966797522402009-10-12T08:16:00.006-04:002009-10-12T08:32:48.746-04:00Humming...Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head...Sleeping, I distinctly heard the sound of a dog tinkling.What on earth?I popped up, 'Smokie!'Nestled on his bed, next to mine, he looked up at me...somewhat startled.I flipped in my bed and that's when it hit me.... hit me right on my feet, immediately giving all my toes a waterfall bath.This morning, with flashlight and stew pot in hand, I walked the balance beam of rafters looking for the tiny skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24799372.post-78635645826273927172009-10-07T06:13:00.000-04:002009-10-07T08:18:51.876-04:00Pink to PeachyThere is 5-10 degrees difference in each color.Take me from pink to peachy...even though I'd love to get lost in the olive...skinnylittleblondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04948889861251533317noreply@blogger.com5