Calling on Chuck Norris

Dear Insomnia,

This is the 3rd (4th?) night in a row we’ve hung out.

You dropped by completely unannounced expecting me to party these nights away with you…

Maybe you were really looking for Snooki and got lost on a detour that ended at my crib, I don’t know.

What I do know is that I like to swathe myself in my cozy comforter, a cumulus nimbus cloud of pillows and snore my way through dreams that star bad boys on Harley’s and in work boots.

And be jarred awake as my cheek starts to swim in the cold drool that’s formed the Great Lakes on my pillow.

I like to sleep. Soundly. Undisturbed.

In fact the only people allowed to disturb my slumber are my children…and that’s only because well…they’re my children.

And while I love Jesus, I gotta be honest and say I’m not ready to meet Him yet due to a sleep deprived heart attack.

But I digress….

Sleep. I need it because without it, I go skyrocketing off to another galaxy…one full of euphoric gas, rainbows, talking unicorns, million dollar gift cards to Target, and other glorious things one feels as they begin to tango with hypomania.

As fun as the initial moments of hypomania are, I really prefer to be on the level side of things, so I’d really like you to leave. You’re dangerous… like playing with firecrackers dangerous, and I’d like to keep my body parts intact and spare my family and friends a spin on the bipolar merry-go-round.

I’m sorry but staring off into the darkness while everyone else is knee deep in REM cycles isn’t my idea of fun – nor is the crash that comes after the high.

You’re just too much of a trigger. I can’t have you around. You’ve got to go.

So please free the Sandman from wherever you’re holding him hostage and hit the road. Bother someone who can actually make you work for them and not against ‘em.

Consider this a warning. If you fail to heed this warning, expect Ambien & Trazadone to pay you a visit. They’re like the Chuck Norris’ of sleep meds.

I’m not afraid to use them.




New Look

Changed the look of the website, again. What do you think? Do you like? Not like? What would you like to see added? What would you like to see less of? Different colors? – OR – You have no opinion?


“I have been correcting the proofs of my poems. In the morning, after hard work, I took a comma out of one sentence…. In the afternoon I put it back again.” ~ Oscar Wilde

BLOGGING, the topic of tonight’s post.

I currently have eleven drafts in my blog ‘dashboard’ waiting to be finished, edited, and released for the world to read. I probably have a dozen more floating through my head. The fact that I am behind in my postings is no way any indication that I’m at a loss for words, I have plenty to say.

What I wish to do tonight is to briefly update you, perhaps clue you in, as to what is going on in the world of blogging that is so important for us as the blogger – feedback.  We need to know if you liked what we had to say or didn’t like what we had to say. You can let us know this information in various ways, for example, if you go to my site you will find an image of a thumb, two actually, one pointing up and one pointing down, which indicates a ‘like’ or ‘dislike’. We need you to click on one of those thumbs. We don’t know who clicked which thumb, we just want to know that someone actually liked or disliked what we had to say. Another way you can give us feedback is by actually leaving a comment on the blog. This option is usually off to the side of the title, located in the midst of the tags – either above the posting or below the posting – in addition to clicking on the title of the posting itself. This will take you away from the home page to the direct page of the posting you’re reading or reviewing. Once you’re directly on the page specific for that posting, you are able to either leave a comment or click the ‘like’ button option directly above the location for comments. This is NOT the same as the thumbs up or down.

While you’re on the bloggers page, take the time to subscribe to their blog. This too can be done two different ways. You can first click on the option that reads, subscribe to this blog – sign me up – email subscription – all of which will result in the posting being sent directly to your email. OR, you can subscribe to the bloggers RSS Feed, which sends it to your toolbar feed and can be found under your favorites/feed.

We NEED this from our followers, fans, and friends. If we are taking the time to remove a comma in the morning only to return the comma to its same origin by afternoon, we want to know that you’re enjoying our efforts. 🙂

IN ADDITION, by all means, if you like a post, share it with others. Attach the link, by copy and pasting, to Facebook, Twitter, email, and any other way you’re able. People usually like something, purchase something, do something, based on another’s influence – word of mouth, the quickest way for a wild fire to spread. (~Pj)

Now that you have the 4-1-1, allow me to share that there will be a test coming. Soon, very soon, I will be offering a way for you, the reader, to win free autographed books. In order to win them, you will do much of what was suggested. There will be more details to come – soon. In the mean time, you might as well get started, why put off until tomorrow what you can do today. 🙂

I hope this helps you feel more at ease about taking a step toward  helping me. I could not do this without you, you are treasured and appreciated. THANK YOU!

“Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.” ~ E. L. Doctorow,

Martin Luther King, Jr.

I recently wrote about hope where I compared hope verses false hope. However, that doesn’t answer the question as to what gives one hope? And what, if anything, makes one question hope? And what makes one questions ones own questions of hope?

I’m not talking things that one hopes for rather what gives one hope. I’m sure that varies just as much as people vary but, I wonder if there is any common thread. Is one just looking to be encouraged, appreciated, needed or is there more to it than those things?

This past weekend I held a newborn baby in my arms. As I gazed into the face of that sweet child of God, the reflection of her parents, yet too the reflection of God, I felt hope rise within me. Does a baby give one hope for a brighter tomorrow? Perhaps a sense of humility? Maybe even a salvation of sorts? Or could it be that one feels it is an opportunity to live life again differently?

As a parent, I hope my children will know the ways of the Lord, using their natural talents to better the lives of others. I hope they not only know they are loved but feel loved. I hope through the trials and the joys that it builds their character and reflects a godly heart. I hope that the legacy I’ve left them will last them long afer I am gone.

But what gives me hope?

In 1963, Martin Luther King, Jr. gave a speech that encouraged one to hope. He educated and inspired people on that day throughout America and even the unborn generations. People hoped in a better tomorrow where things are different in the future, old things have passed and new things have come. And while my hope is found only in my salvation, I believe that Mr. King offered a hope for all as he so eloquently brought the scripture to life – all men are created equal – while including the words from the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence.

I’m positive that Mr. King had his moments of doubt but he pressed on, daring to believe and risk and DREAM and never giving up… it is no accident that his speech is ranked one of the top speeches in the 20th century.

So again I ask, on this day that so many remember the found hope and inspiration this nation needed, what gives you hope? What causes you to question that hope? And what causes you to question your questions of hope?

If you have never listened to Dr. King’s speech in its entirety, I’d urge you to not miss it.

Sick Day

I'm out sick today.

My apologies on falling behind in my postings.  I was horribly sick, 24-hour virus of sorts. It had me making friends with the toilet and the trash can, simultaneously. Sadly, I didn’t have the energy to write/type, post, answer phone, etc. I am feeling better today and hope to be returning to my daily schedule. Hopefully will have a short “fyi” post for you tonight.

In the mean time, I hope that all of you are well, keeping warm, and being safe in this snow.