Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Whimsical Wednesday

My male cat is a burglar; he robbed a cricket of its leg yesterday. 

My soul is lighter today; my essence is liberated more.

Oh. my. goodness.  I guess I was on a date last night.  I think of it as a "friend excursion," however.  The conversation was intellectually stimulating, full of some humor, thoughtful, insightful, interesting, and about a mix of subjects, even the heavy ones like religion and politics, all without rancor.  Imagine that.   I was impressed at the lack of emotion conveyed.   General discussion without feeling a need to prove anything.  Nice. 

Sometimes I hate the state of Oklahoma so badly I can taste it.   I'm scorned.  I loathe Mary Fallin, which is numero uno on my list, and then I despise the unwieldy conservatism that rears its unrealistic head.  Sickening.   The best value about Oklahoma City is its diversity of people and the storms that occur sometimes.  That is all.   Ugh.

I wrote a little on my book.  Yay for me.   The thoughts of my grandmother's cooking when I was a child are making my mouth water.    Aaaaaah.  Good memories.

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