Tarot Card

I decided to post this as I like what it has to say. Gotmoof's card is the Hermit and anyone who knows Tim, knows that it is a good fit in a positive way; Lowfatmuffin (Bob) and I share this card. So here it is....

I am Strength Strength represents patience and compassion. Getting angry is easy when events turn sour, but dealing calmly with frustration takes great strength. So does accepting others and forgiving mistakes. We need strength to mold situations softly. The Chariot controls through mastery and authority. Card 8 is more subtle, even loving. Notice how the lion (itself a symbol of strength) is being guided and tamed by the woman's gentle hands. For a full description of your card and other goodies, please visit LearnTarot.com

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Tarot Card

I decided to post this as I like what it has to say. Gotmoof's card is the Hermit and anyone who knows Tim, knows that it is a good fit in a positive way; Lowfatmuffin (Bob) and I share this card. So here it is....

I am Strength Strength represents patience and compassion. Getting angry is easy when events turn sour, but dealing calmly with frustration takes great strength. So does accepting others and forgiving mistakes. We need strength to mold situations softly. The Chariot controls through mastery and authority. Card 8 is more subtle, even loving. Notice how the lion (itself a symbol of strength) is being guided and tamed by the woman's gentle hands. For a full description of your card and other goodies, please visit LearnTarot.com

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Cole Porter Songs Running Though My Head.....

What an unusual day! I sneezed and got a pain in my shoulder blade which has been like a clenched fist off and on today....then...

My brother and sister-in-law dropped in after church and my brother and I almost slipped down a slippery slope by discussing politics. Jeff was bitching about supporting poor folks who wouldn't work and I kept referring to Bush's tax cuts as corporate welfare. We dropped the topic so that.....

Jeff could go into a mind-numbingly boring story about hunting in New Mexico...something about a coyote..blah, blah, blah.... a mule deer stuck in a bog.....blah, blah, blah.... stalking the same prey as said coyote....blah, blah.... deer being eaten alive....by that time my eyes were glazing over... Jeff said, "Hey, I listen to your stories!" I said, "Jeff if I started telling you a theatre story right now you would get up, go grab a section of the newspaper and start reading and tune me out." He started laughing because there was no answer; it is exactly what he does:) After they left, taking Dad with them for the afternoon.....

Mom and I drove 40 miles to Bryan/College Station to Lowes. We bought some plants for her front garden only to come back to....

a flat rear tire on my truck. I was next to a Wal-Mart and went to their tire center where they fixed the flat for $6.50. I forgot to ask for the nail that I found gleaming in the tire. I think that it had been in the tire since Friday night. Feeling peckish....

Mom and I ate at the Texas Roadhouse. They're well-known for their rolls with cinnamon flavored butter. Bizaare moment -standing at the urinal in the restroom of the restaurant, I suddenly hear....

"Does He Love You" with Reba McIntyre and Linda Davis singing. It's rather odd to be peeing to a song written by a friend. Billy Stritch wrote it for his trio when they were playing cabaret dates in Houston, long before Reba recorded it. We then headed to the Cinemark to see....

"DeLovely" with Kevin Kline and Ashley Judd and I am still hearing the Cole Porter songs in my head. I heard a lot of criticism about the plot device with an elderly Porter seeing his life in flashback, directed as if it is all a play/musical. I liked it. Very sad story, but well-performed by all involved... there were lots of sniffles around me, but it lead to a very interesting conversation after with my mother about...

Gay men who marry women....who have a spiritual love, but not sexual intimacy and the reasons for staying or leaving. As we are debating and driving home, we are startled by.....

a teenager swerving recklessly around and by us on a motorcycle. I say, "Boy, he's really an accident waiting to happen. Seconds later, he has accelerated greatly, doesn't see a PT Cruiser pulling out from a side street and crashes his bike into the car. He goes flying, the motorcycle is burning in the middle of the street and we can see the kid lying on the road with a broken leg and other injuries and...

I call 911. Within 2 minutes there were two police cars and an ambulance at the scene. Mom and I ponder the recklessness of the teen and continue home to a phone call from my sister who tells Mom that...

one of our friends from high school has died from cancer of the appendix. I have never heard of this particular form of cancer. This is the third death of our inner circle of friends from cancer and one other woman has survived breast cancer... all in their 40s. Do you think growing up along the Houston Ship Channel by the chemical plants was a factor? Well - I think...

you know the answer and the question is rhetorical:) Meanwhile, it's time to head to bed with Cole Porter songs running through my head.

(humming)..In the the Still of the Night......Anything Goes.... Let's Misbehave.... Blow Gabriel Blow..... Night and Day.......

Cole Porter Songs Running Though My Head.....

What an unusual day! I sneezed and got a pain in my shoulder blade which has been like a clenched fist off and on today....then...

My brother and sister-in-law dropped in after church and my brother and I almost slipped down a slippery slope by discussing politics. Jeff was bitching about supporting poor folks who wouldn't work and I kept referring to Bush's tax cuts as corporate welfare. We dropped the topic so that.....

Jeff could go into a mind-numbingly boring story about hunting in New Mexico...something about a coyote..blah, blah, blah.... a mule deer stuck in a bog.....blah, blah, blah.... stalking the same prey as said coyote....blah, blah.... deer being eaten alive....by that time my eyes were glazing over... Jeff said, "Hey, I listen to your stories!" I said, "Jeff if I started telling you a theatre story right now you would get up, go grab a section of the newspaper and start reading and tune me out." He started laughing because there was no answer; it is exactly what he does:) After they left, taking Dad with them for the afternoon.....

Mom and I drove 40 miles to Bryan/College Station to Lowes. We bought some plants for her front garden only to come back to....

a flat rear tire on my truck. I was next to a Wal-Mart and went to their tire center where they fixed the flat for $6.50. I forgot to ask for the nail that I found gleaming in the tire. I think that it had been in the tire since Friday night. Feeling peckish....

Mom and I ate at the Texas Roadhouse. They're well-known for their rolls with cinnamon flavored butter. Bizaare moment -standing at the urinal in the restroom of the restaurant, I suddenly hear....

"Does He Love You" with Reba McIntyre and Linda Davis singing. It's rather odd to be peeing to a song written by a friend. Billy Stritch wrote it for his trio when they were playing cabaret dates in Houston, long before Reba recorded it. We then headed to the Cinemark to see....

"DeLovely" with Kevin Kline and Ashley Judd and I am still hearing the Cole Porter songs in my head. I heard a lot of criticism about the plot device with an elderly Porter seeing his life in flashback, directed as if it is all a play/musical. I liked it. Very sad story, but well-performed by all involved... there were lots of sniffles around me, but it lead to a very interesting conversation after with my mother about...

Gay men who marry women....who have a spiritual love, but not sexual intimacy and the reasons for staying or leaving. As we are debating and driving home, we are startled by.....

a teenager swerving recklessly around and by us on a motorcycle. I say, "Boy, he's really an accident waiting to happen. Seconds later, he has accelerated greatly, doesn't see a PT Cruiser pulling out from a side street and crashes his bike into the car. He goes flying, the motorcycle is burning in the middle of the street and we can see the kid lying on the road with a broken leg and other injuries and...

I call 911. Within 2 minutes there were two police cars and an ambulance at the scene. Mom and I ponder the recklessness of the teen and continue home to a phone call from my sister who tells Mom that...

one of our friends from high school has died from cancer of the appendix. I have never heard of this particular form of cancer. This is the third death of our inner circle of friends from cancer and one other woman has survived breast cancer... all in their 40s. Do you think growing up along the Houston Ship Channel by the chemical plants was a factor? Well - I think...

you know the answer and the question is rhetorical:) Meanwhile, it's time to head to bed with Cole Porter songs running through my head.

(humming)..In the the Still of the Night......Anything Goes.... Let's Misbehave.... Blow Gabriel Blow..... Night and Day.......