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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Scribble and Scrambles - Even Better than Laughing Babies...


Mid-week har, har, har. Haven't figured my sense of humor out yet? Here's a huge clue. This kind of stuff totally cracks me up.

I laughed. I cried. I yodeled.

2 comments:

Birdie said...

that was a riot, though I felt my ADD kicking in a few times.
I kept wondering who this Paul reminded me of. It was Kevin, from The Office. I'm thinkin' Paul & TJ here have a lot of cats, time and no women.

Here's what I loved:
-Aspect ratios
-Perfectly placed rows of identical food items
-the critic

What I hated:
a plate of tuna over the carpet. That gave me stress and I don't even have carpets.

Kelly Klepfer said...

The art critic!!!! Yes!