Tuesday, August 12, 2014

YES (Lost in translation)

It's kind of funny how words and thoughts change in the short distance between the brain and mouth. It's like magic. I hear a question. I process it and speak. Then, even as the words are forming, they become what everyone wants to hear rather than what I really feel.
Self-censorship, keeping the peace for centuries. 
I wouldn't know how to act around someone who really wanted to know~

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Hurricane Iselle, (or Want some avocados?)

Hurricane Iselle steamed past the island, showering me with a little bit of rain blown around by a little bit of wind. We prepared for the worst. 
And the worst was....?
The worst was that we harvested the avocado tree so we wouldn't lose the fruit to the cyclone, and now we have approximately 100 avocados of various sizes and ripeness laying around the house, and yard, and deck.
I fear people will start avoiding us because we keep trying to pawn avocados off on to them. 
Looks like I'll be making a bunch of guacamole. 

Monday, August 4, 2014

Monday Funday. (or "Bartender, one more round!")

I almost got hit by a car today. Ironically that would not have been the worst thing that happened to me today. I'm not trying to play the victim here. Life happens, and I've been playing the game for almost 54 years. I just thought it would get easier with time.
Nope, it still hurts like hell.