Monday, February 20, 2023

BME...

Be Me? Of course not, why would I wish for someone to be tubby, with 'lead in their step'?

Bowel Movement Everlasting?  Geez, hope not, that would be H E double toothpicks with empty shelves in the paper aisle at Piggly....

Best Month Ever?

FEBRUARY?

Why not?

Well.... it's damn cold..... Yeah but...

Jonquils and robins are confused....  Yeah but...

I'll give it to you Valentine's Day is cool, but we're past that.... Yeah but... I look at it as an awakening.. Did you say 'woke'?  Ahm, no.

There are, admittedly, great months all year... we all have favs.... Spring.... Summer.. Fall... and we end with Thanksgiving and Christmas..

Loan me your ear for halfa blog...

It's an exciting time..  Kinda like the rollercoaster and it's slow ascent to the top to prepare for YIPEE! YAHOO! Take me home, rollercoaster road, to the place I belong!

A new start. Pinch ourselves, we're alive...hear that? We need that reminder!

The day is getting longer... we're inching closer to Spring forward that damn thing we Fall'd Back on.

Maybe best of all... folks in SoCal, AZ, TX, The Gulf, The Atlantic, all, are looking at us like "Are you crazy?"

NO, we're lucky, and we might even find a four leaf clover forya to stick in your cowboy hats.

Snowbirds inhale, exhale and retrace their steps back home.. the tan will fade.. but there ain't no better bed to sleep in.. and Fido can't wait to poop in his favorite pooping spots...

Sssshhhhhh.... listen..... fly balls being hit... grounders.. fungo bats... the popping of a 97 mph fastball into the catcher's mitt..

Like bears.. we're reaching the 'wake me when it's over' time of year...

Unload those shorts into the dresser... changeout long sleeve for short... Stand on your head, turn that Winter frown upside down.. It's a Serotonin time of year...

Dust off that lawnchair there are picnics at the lake upcoming... teeball games where a 'grand kid' will, of course, run to third base insteada first...good times, good sights... beats the heck outta sitting in the easy chair, blanket in tow, watching a funny video where an ad pops up halfway through...

Fly robin fly.. Hello tree, howya doin bud(s)? The grass IS greener on the other side of Nov/Dec/Jan.

That's the way, uh huh, uh huh I like it.

Go. Kiss. Hug. Hold. Laugh. Run. Jump. Dance. Embrace the outdoors.

The rollercoaster is chug-a-luggin' to the top. BVE? Best view ever?

I dunno, but it's pretty exciting.

SoCal, AZ, TX, The Gulf, The Atlantic, carry on. 

We, in the thawing tundra, are throwing a party. Our annual YIPEE YAHOO YUMMY party, reminding ourselves again how lucky we are to be here.

Green Acres is the place to be.
Farm livin' is the life for me.
Land spreadin' out so far and wide
Keep 
SoCal, AZ, TX, The Gulf, The Atlantic, just give me that countryside.

Don't never apologize for being happy. Spread it like manure, good things will pop up.

Sir, you're next in line for the rollercoaster.... YIPEE YAHOO YUMMY!

Happy days...

By Henry Gibson....    Forward by Yogi, John Deere and Burpee

Love, Victurd




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