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The Journal of A. Paige White Dealt and dealing my delays
08/07/2007 02:28 a.m.
I just hate how things I've been randomly thinking about turn out to be things I will have to stop postponing dealing with.
Jarrod was stuck here today, by a loose fuel injector, to get that call.
what are the odds of that.
Tony popped it back in with his finger.
Megan is so upset.
My God.
Of all the things.
I've had him on my mind so much lately.
This is definitely weirding me out.
I don't know how to take it.
I'm pretty sure they are right.
I've always dreaded talking to him.
Now it looks like i have little choice.
It's something I've got to do.
Oh my God, I don't want to.
I am currently Anxious
I am listening to The last unicorn
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Love these Eyes!
08/06/2007 02:27 p.m.
I sure needed this reminder. Please expand Kathie's ministry of encouragement with your explosion power, Jesus.
http://www.aish.com/movies/BeautifulWorld.asp
I am currently Better
I am listening to Claudacious
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Coasting to a stop
08/05/2007 03:05 p.m.
Megan and Jarrod both had strange dreams last night. Somehow we're still together in our family love that doesn't stop even after Friday night's row. It was a doozy too.
As they both shared the details (after Megan shared that Logan saw and was talking to Daniel again Friday when she was getting ready for work) we found the common denominators. Some of the details were funny, some scary and some just mysterious. Pharoah to picnic tables. She suggested as I was washing dishes that we just take a trip together as a family, like we used to but never do anymore. I jumped on it. I love my kids so much and we're barely real family anymore. Strangers. Of course Alex has to go. He was in both dreams. We WILL pray together before we leave and ask God to knit us back together in a new way, a stronger tie that His love bind us in the unity of His spirit for his purposes. Those old picnic tables blocking both lanes of his dream, stopping his journey is not insignificant either. I know that much. I know our spirits must be fed and old methods won't work anymore.
Jesus, I thank you for this opportunity of allowing us to really bare our hearts and souls and come together again by our love for each other. Please guard our time together, bless it, and let us become the real family you mean for us to be. Amen
I am currently Excited
I am listening to my thankful heart
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August 2
08/03/2007 01:15 a.m.
Funny, I remembered the anniversary the first time I stamped the date this morning. It shocked me though, when I got home and Jarrod walked up and hugged me and said he was sorry for 13 years ago. Megan still remembers every year and she was so young. I think about going to the grave every year, but he's not there. I honestly don't know what his final destination was but God took the burden of that concern away before he died. Truly He is the God of all comfort. Even in that He has proved Himself invincibly strong. God shoulders that responsibility ably and I am glad. It's because of Brother Kent's request for me to speak after he came to visit and I shared how God had comforted me that I realized I have a terrible fear of public speaking. Just not my thing. I tried though and that's what counts. I did better at the home cell groups.
You are still the God of ALL comfort for every concern I have and I gladly remember that you never slumber and you never sleep and your arm is not so short that you cannot save to the uttermost.
Thank you Jesus.
The mystery science theatre is in session again.
Today's treat:
Pathfinder
....Ten down, 400k to go
that's not going to end well
oooooooh that's cold!
that's what happens when you're sexy. Cut his haid off.
Were the vikings really that bad?
Where's the bow and arrows?
snow on the ground and they ain't got any clothes on
what's wrong with these people
aw darn. the boys are leaving and megan doesn't do as good when they're not here to egg it on
Stay Ax, stay!
L challenge garbage even I wouldn't post as poetry heheehee
lonely ladies love ladles
and large loves the larder
like lively laddies love lessening lessons
lessons like learning logic and lamps and legible lettering
lethario libido loves liscentious larks
like lawyers like lucre loopholes and libel
loveless liars load lipservice litany for a living
loafers loathe lifting loads; far too lofty in lowminded lulls
lurid lucifer lurks like lukewarm lies
I am currently Quiet
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Over the Rainbow INDEED
08/01/2007 01:50 p.m.
WOWOWOWOWOW!!!!
Awesome little girl...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=njXr1c-12eI
I'm dressed with a rainbow polo pullover
from the waste up, with a galloping steed
I'm dressed with in Him blue genes
from the waste down, a brand new breed
ah, golden sonshine is my color
The sonshine on the silver in my hair
sonshine is my goal
Wooohoooo!
He's just all over the place this morning.
Since putting both arms through a rainbow this morning and pulling it down snug over my waste...His wings shadow my every step... He wastes nothing. His economy is LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUV and His babies have their blue genes on! har har harvest. Jumping jacks... Their warm ups are warming up.
.com/amen
heheeee
Just remember my request dear one...
Please put your arm around my shoulder and
your hand over my mouth.
Thank you!
Amen
I am currently Dumbfounded
I am listening to Somewhere over the rainbow
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Detour on Muse
08/01/2007 02:05 a.m.
Thanks to an 18 wheeler jack knifed all the way across 49 and an unlucky dually that just couldn't stop in time... we lucky commuters had to detour a short distance down old 49 and cut back over on Muse. I sure got a giggle on that one. I had no idea we had a local road by that name. I'll have to go back again when it's not pouring and check it out. See if it's worth a muse.
I swear, I don't remember so many people not knowing how to drive in the rain. No, you do NOT go faster... A rainy day trip east on muse...
yeah...
may not be a poem but it's for real, lol, and worth an amusing look in the sonlight.
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what lurks under the bed
07/28/2007 03:47 a.m.
more shocking than dust bunnies...
I surely wasn't ready for all the emotions of finding pictures I didn't even realize were there... WHEN did I put them there...
This one at least was a totally good memory... Some of the ladies from the church I belonged to got together for a "girls day" and we ate and we ate and we ate and laughed at our glamourous selves and the cutest photographer gave us glamour shots... he was very naughty. On one of my shots after changing outfits, he insisted on changing my earrings and just happened to drop it down in my cleavage in a VERY practiced move,saying, "you'd better get that". He'd done that before, many times. I kept my aplomb quite well... heheeee... back in the day...
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Tires can be DANGEROUS missiles
07/27/2007 12:02 a.m.
Wow. I'm still kind of in numb shock. If I'd have been 3 seconds later... that tire could have killed me. I thought I'd seen so much with all my driving... this is yet another unbelievable close call. It was one of those slow motion surreal happenings. I mean who would ever expect to see a large, brand new looking tire come flying through the air at your car? Then about the time it really dawned on me, hey that's a tire... it's coming straight for me! I was past the danger zone. Glad I wasn't going the speed limit. It would have got me. I still can't believe it. Then I see the bronze suburban with no tire on the driver's side in the back, in the north bound lane churning the dirt up in the median and trying desperately to come to a halt. Then I glanced back behind me in the mirror to see that same tire, rim and all but looking chewed up flying across the median back toward the northbound lane again and two cars behind me churning up dust trying to stop and pull off. I don't know if it just hit one of them or both. I missed it watching the suburban. unbelievable. It sure looked like a brand new tire and I got a VERY close view of it before I even realized the significance of a tire flying at me about 10-12 feet in the air. Some tire company is probably in a heap of trouble. I could tell it was tearing the suburban undercarriage up and right in front of where the tire should have been. Man. That caused some damage. Such a close call. I've had so many of those. Thank you Jesus. If that thing had come through the window at the rate of speed it was traveling.... well... I know I wouldn't be here right now.
I am currently Dumbfounded
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Getting just as
07/26/2007 12:29 a.m.
irritated as I was when I itched so bad for no apparent reason. This time I smell fingernail polish remover.
Why?
What possible relevance to anything could that have?
Well, lol, I've prayed for the manufacturers of it. I dunno. Crazy.
I know I'm tired of smelling it at work, didn't smell it at all on the way home, smell it again now at home. THERE'S NO REASON. I haven't used any in weeks. I've changed clothes. Nobody at work used any and that's when I started smelling it. What .... what... what...
What are you saying now, Lord?
smells?
WHAT?+
WHY?
Well, it's a few hours later and I still smell it.
This is gettin on my nerves
every last one of them
especially the not knowing part
that's the worst of all
ewwwwwww... of all the things...
YUCK YUCK YUCK
YUCK
I am currently Clueless
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Email from Wally Keelhauling Keeler, lol
07/21/2007 04:34 p.m.
Data Poetariet & foreigners
Poetician1 (a.k.a. 422-902-510) invites you to drop in to the following website:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/8039250@N08/sets/72157600525582770/
which will present you with 55 thumbnail images of Birth of a Clear Vision, a poetic event of the Peoples Republic of Poetry.
If you click on the images will pass on your screen slow/medium/fast, however, this display does not present the title of the image, nor embedded commentary about the image.
Click on and it will present 3 pages of images with their titles and commentary.
By clicking on the image, it will enlarge.
While somewhat enlarged, there are options whereby the original size of the image will be presented, and can be donwloaded if you so wish.
Some notable images are:
http://www.flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=643888761&context=set-72157600525582770&size=l
http://www.flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=643888761&size=o&context=set-72157600525582770
http://www.flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=655190437&context=set-72157600525582770&size=l
Data 422
I'll have to wait til Chip gets here with his wifi capable laptop. This computer is so slow on dialup it wouldn't even load flickr.com.
Great to hear from you Wally. I sure miss your poetry and your picture art.
I know there were others on here that enjoyed his unusual poetics so I thought I'd make this available.
I am currently Bemused
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