I just opened up my email and look what I found....

FOR LEXOPHILES (LOVERS OF WORDS)

1. A bicycle can't stand alone because it is two-tired.

2. What's the definition of a will? (It's a dead giveaway).

3. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.

4. A backward poet writes inverse.

5. In democracy it's your vote that counts; in feudalism it's your count that votes.

6. A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.

7. If you don't pay your exorcist you get repossessed.

8. With her marriage she got a new name and a dress.

9. Show me a piano falling down a mine shaft and I'll show you A-flat minor.

10. When a clock is hungry it goes back four seconds.

11. The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully recovered.

12. A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result in Linoleum Blown apart.

13. You feel stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.

14. Local Area Network in Australia: The LAN down under.

15. He often broke into song because he couldn't find the key.

16. Every calendar's days are numbered.

17. A lot of money is tainted. 'Taint yours and 'taint mine.

18. A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.

19. He had a photographic memory which was never developed.

20. A plateau is a high form of flattery.

21. The short fortuneteller who escaped from prison was a small medium at large.

22. Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed in the end.

23. When you've seen one shopping center you've seen a mall.

24. Those who jump off a Paris bridge are in Seine.

25. When an actress saw her first strands of gray hair she thought she'd dye.

26. Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead to know basis.

27. Santa's helpers are subordinate clauses.

28. Acupuncture is a jab well done.

29. Marathon runners with bad footwear suffer the agony of defeat.

30. No trees were killed in the sending of this message. However, a large number of electrons were greatly inconvenienced.

Well, we are on the road again today. This time it's traveling to Bangor (about 1 1/2 hours away) for Parrot's next allergist appointment. They are hoping to do more testing and bloodwork to see just how bad some of her allergies are as well as look for more. I'm not looking forward to this one. The first round of testing was bad enough. And then I think how silly I'm being because there are parents whose babies have had to undergo open heart surgery for crying out loud! I need to be thankful that this is something so much more simple than that.

This has been a most interesting week so far for me. I've felt the need to just let go of some of the burdens that have been plaguing me for awhile. I basically said, Here Divine, here is some of the chains that have been around my neck for too long. If you give them back, well, okay. I've been dealing with them this long.... If you send it out into the cosmos, well, that's okay too. I have been of lighter heart these past few days. It's nice. If I can keep it, it will be fantastic, but as we know, life is rather like a rollercoaster. Right now, I'm going through a cork screw turn and maybe all the wooshing has gone to my head....
Cheers! ~MacKenzie

It's the second day in a row where outside the fog is just hanging in the air. You can tell the sun is shining overhead because there is an interesting glow going on outside. The air smells faintly of the ocean...a tangy freshness and the breeze itself is somewhat cool. It's NOT rain, so I'm not complaining!!!
On Sunday, Little Parrot fell out of her grandparents Escalade. We were worried about her hitting her head or her knees which we thought she fell hard on. Turns out she sprained her wrist. Figures. Yesterday she was extremely whiney (and rightfully so) but it was so hard trying to give her the attention that she needed while giving the others attention, cook, clean, and everything else involved in running a house hold. I'm very thankful that today she seems to be a little better. So far she hasn't needed anything for pain.
Things seem...normal today. Well, as normal as life can be. There's actually lots going on in this head of mine, but it's stuck. It must not be ready to come out yet. If I concentrate on writing it (which I can't do in the day time chaos) it'll show up eventually. I wish so much that I could talk like I write. When trying to talk, the words get stuck somewhere between my mind and my mouth. It makes me seem like I'm a very quiet person because rather than frustrate the hell out of someone while I'm tongue-tied, I don't say too much. I only really talk to the most intimate people in my life. Honey, two or three close friends that I've made along my way, the girls obviously, and of course all of you. Writing is easy. Somehow, the path from mind to fingers has much fewer speed bumps and pot holes. But were we to meet in real life, I fear I'd fumble. Some of you, fortunately, I think would be patient enough with me...thank you! I wonder sometimes what my "voice" sounds like to all of you. I think I'm fairly obvious when I emphasize certain words or point out something I'm really trying to get across. Maybe not though....it's hard to judge your own writing. Sometimes Honey looks at me and says, "Would you just talk in PLAIN English????" Because I enjoy the 18th and 19th centuries, I enjoy reading articles, writing of that time and trying to decipher them. (Damn, there goes another Friday fun fact!....) My mind gets stuck a little in their way of talking and I may do it myself. It takes me a very long time to, for instance, read a Jane Austen novel because I'm trying to make sure I don't miss any of the points that she's trying to get across. Some of you, I have a clear image of your voice in my head. I "get" your writing...it's simple and straight forward to me. A few of you...wow. You're tough! I think I read more than write on your blogs just because I can't get that clear sense, but you're still so interesting, you keep me coming back to see what's next. In all honesty, I have so many blogs bookmarked in a special folder on my computer. I read much more than I write. Often, if I read something I find really interesting then I have to go away and think about it before coming back to read it again and THEN comment. Sometimes by then, people have just moved on from the subject. And that's okay...
Today, I'm just going with the flow of life. It's nice every once in awhile to just waltz around from one thing to the other, as slow or fast as you'd like. These days don't come around too often. I think I'll take advantage of it.
Cheers! ~MacKenzie

You know...you just have to laugh at circumstances. Forget all the rants and negative thoughts in your mind and just laugh. At least when we're dancing now, swords still drawn over this other situation we're dealing with, I see us smiling again. Dancing not in anger but now back to a battle of wills. I suppose in some ways I should not be feeling better, (we still have this other to deal with) but I do. He...went to bed. That's okay. My heart knew....thanks for listening.
Cheers! ~MacKenzie

I can't sleep tonight. Actually, well...let me tell you this first.

Do you want to know what I think is wonderful? It's hearing my daughter laugh a good hearty laugh in her sleep. It sounds like she's having a good dream. That makes me so happy that she can sleep the sleep of innocence. That her soul can drift into the realms of sleep and find peace and happiness. Oh, to have that again. But at least she does, and I hope she will for a long, long time. As a parent I wish I could insure that she does....

Why am I up? urrrggghhhhh. You may recall that Honey is away for the weekend. We have MSN Messenger. He was on earlier in the afternoon and said he'd be on tonight to wish me good night. Well, right now it's 1:56 in the morning. I still haven't heard from him. I'm feeling a wee bit pathetic at the moment. I was talking to his friend on line around 11 and although she said (yes, I said she....) she was going to bed, there was a couple of them there who were staying up a bit longer, Honey included. This is where trust and faith come in to play. Three weeks ago I would have no qualms...but two weeks ago when I learned he was hiding things it just made me wonder...is he hiding more? My heart keeps telling that little nagging voice to just shut up and go away. I know I need to listen to my heart. That nag is trouble...capital T. Why is it that sometimes Love can be so easy...and other times it can be so damn hard!!!!! I don't get it. Not tonight, anyway. I guess I have to look at this as part of our up and down cycle. We were up for awhile and now...perhaps we are sliding down for a bit. When does love stop being a rollercoaster? Does it ever? Must we endure this forever? If that's what love is, then I guess...yes.

I thought better of him. I still do, actually. I feel what's going on is beneath him. I can't help but think that when he was hiding his behavior, somewhere inside he knows he's being an idiot, too. Unfortunately the more he acts on his impulse, the more I fear his conscience will turn away. And I understand that many would just believe I'm being silly, that I'm over reacting to the situation, but it's the way I feel. I'm not okay and he's not moving, either. I feel as if we are fencing, rapiers up and moving back and forth, waiting for match point, waiting to see who will move, who will show the slightest advantage. Strange, but if you think about it, it's just another dance with intricate steps, only with sharp blades that know how to get through the armor and cut to the point. Moving round and round, spiraling. In love, you know the other's weakness and strengths making the match even more interesting. How do you use your knowledge? Do you take it in order to achieve your goal knowing you're going to be hurting the other? Although we may be circling each other, we're still in it together. We're still dancing. I guess I should be more worried about not dancing at all......

It's well past 3:00. Sometimes things happen. I will resolve myself to hear from him tomorrow. Or, rather, later tonight when he is expected home. Meanwhile I will continue to listen to the music. Life sure can be interesting, can't it....(sigh...)
~MacKenzie