I’m as corny as Kansas in August….

(homage to Oscar Hammerstein II) high as a flag on the 4th of July, if you’ll excuse the expression I use, I’m in love with a wonderful guy.  I’m in a conventional dither, with a conventional star in my eye, and you will note there’s a lump in my throat when I speak of that wonderful guy!  (Sigh…)

No, don’t go crazy on me.  I’m just practicing that song for the time when I find him and need a song to sing! No, dears, I used to think I would find someone, and within a very short time be totally in love, and be living together in love and lust forever more, just like in the musicals.  A tiny portion of my brain still believes that, but it has been shoved to the back for now while I let go of so much of my recent past. Perhaps I will have to do that writing that I thought I could avoid.  Now, I spend time thinking of not writing when I might as well be just writing that dang stuff down.

And then I hear that it’s possible that what he whom I seek may appear in a different form than I am expecting.  Will I see that?  Will I miss it?  I will trust that I will see and not miss that for which I am destined.

So serious tonight, eh?

Life is serious business.  This morning after a glorious massage from Galen, I realized that I hadn’t laughed aloud for a couple of days.  That concerns me.  I really think it’s lack of sleep from three nights of bizarre happenings — perhaps I dreamt them all and none of it really happened.  I’ll never know, for I was here alone being “as corny as Kansas in August” etc.

I know what I would like now.  More than anything.  I saw this in a vision during the massage today.  I know this person with whom I was walking a path.  It’s as though I have known him forever.  We have walked this path countless times, walking and talking.  He listens, I talk.  I listen, he talks.  We walk.  I also saw the completion of my latest fabric piece, and the shape and decoration of the next few pottery pieces.  

And now, for my efforts, I will take myself back into the bedroom and have a moonlight zizz – a sleep for those of you who don’t get zizz.  My left eye is tired of being open and is ready to close for the night; the right one refuses to work on its own, so I have no alternative but to sleep, or at least rest my eyes as my grandpa used to say when being nudged by grandma.

Finally realized that my car was getting all sticky underneath the tree in my driveway!  Blamed it on all sorts of things before I came to my senses with that one.  

So tomorrow is going to be another scorcher, I believe.  Someone told me it was 105 degrees here today.  Not my idea of fun.  Have a bit of sunburn on my face.  Kept the rest covered up.  So I munch on cold watermelon and drink cool water to keep my personal temp down.  Ok.  Now falling asleep.  Must hurry before I only make it as far as the living room and crash on the couch.  The body would complain in the morning!

Good night sweet people.  Come back to me again soon.  Lovely Jupiter, J. you old sweetie!

later…………..