happy shit

I have been an absolute sloth this past week which included a lot of days in my gown tail.  Depression is real but it don't last forever.  When I feel sorry for myself, I remind me to think of others.  Like all those folks lost in the Texas flood.  Those little girls were the same age as Reaves.  Makes me shudder.  So, the blame game has already started over whose fault it was and it is not pretty.  I thought FEMA was gone but there was Kristi in her costume du jour.  My brother is a weather guy and he told me that sometimes things just "happen" and nobody is to blame.  And in my heart I know that.  So y'all quit blaming Biden why dontcha?  Give us something to hold onto besides an AFC fight at the White House.  

I have had to back off on all of it, seriously.  The left wing podcasters are getting on my nerves because they all say the same thing.  And Fox?  Lord have mercy on them.  The only way to get fair and balanced news is to sort through it yourself and form an opinion without bias.  

So today was nekkid shower day.  That is when ostomates peel off the bag and replace it after a nice long shower with zinc shampoo.  These changes are scheduled around peak "eruption" times so as to avoid a big old mess.  Mine is more active at night and early morning.  I can't see the bottles in the shower and I think I used body wash for hair conditioner.  Oh well.

The corn is every freakin' where.  I think I saw Shoeless Joe last night across the road but maybe I was just tripping.  I have never much been afraid of the kids out there which is a good thing.  I would never sleep! The  cicadas are really loud out here too.  They wail all day sometimes!  Meanwhile, the farmers come and go and the cats sleep on the front porch.  Just like in the movies, huh?

God works in mysterious ways sometimes.  It is not for us to know why or when about what the plans are.  Faith gives us the courage to look toward the light when all else is dark ^j^