Sippi and I share a pretzel rod 'Lady and the Tramp' style in Daytona Beach, FL
Sippi and I share a pretzel rod ‘Lady and the Tramp’ style in Daytona Beach, FL

Sippi and I shared a pretzel ‘Lady and the Tramp’ style on our vacation to Daytona Beach, FL with Barbara (my evil twin) Lariscy and Cynthia McKinney (Matriarch of Klingon House Yehsreh).  That was a vacation that will never be forgotten.  Sippi got to go to Disney World twice as well as accompanied us on the rest of our week long blast.  Those were the days!!

Army Ranger and Titan run side by side in the yard.
Army Ranger and Titan run side by side in the yard.

Army Ranger and Titan run side by side in the yard.  Army runs circles in the yard like a little bullet.  Titan cannot keep up with him when he runs like that.  Titan stands in the middle of the yard and tries to herd him when he comes around the corner.  It is too funny because Titan barks and tries to catch Army.  The two boys love each other and play until they are both exhausted.  They look so cute together.

Life has two guarantees – taxes and death.

How much can one soul endure before that final release from life’s bondage?

It’s all about control, or the lack there of.

Life’s challenges, big and small, are to build endurance of character after all.

Where do I stand now?

What have I accomplished?

What do I have to show for my years on the planet?

Where do I go from here?

God?  God?  Do you hear?

God?  God?  Are you really there?

God?  God?  What now?

God?  God?  Why?

Every time I feel that my choices are Will driven, I find myself wondering if they were truly God given.

Tired?  I am truly tired of my journey’s discernment.

I can’t wait for release upon the body’s interment.

Control?  How?  With what means?

Smoking?  Drinking?  Eating?  Drugs?  Buying new things?

Control over my final release from all the stress, disappointment, confusion, financial struggle?  Will my soul ever find its tired way home?

At this point, I don’t know.

The guarantee of death is the only way to go.

Control?  I say so.

  • We’re off to the Braves Phillies Spring Training game. Go Braves!!!! #
  • Coming to life. The beer jug is now empty…until next week. #
  • 31 minutes til ’24’!! The beer is cold and ready!! #
  • Broke!!! Got a gallon of beer from John and Theresa’s Kegorator for ’24’. Let the games begin!!! #
  • Just loosed a giant can of Whoop Ass on Wil in Scrabble. He’s on the patio licking his wounds. LOL!!! #
  • Good Thor!! Very good Thor!!! Washing and drying last nigt’s flood damage – towels. #
  • Thor had water valves changed; Gave drain hose big blow job. Thor is happy now. Testing to make sure all is well. #
  • Bad Thor!!! Very baaaddddd Thor!!! Repair comes tomorrow. Had flood conditions in the living room tonight! #

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Wil psyches himself up for another '24' adventure.
Wil psyches himself up for another ’24’ adventure.

Wil psyches himself up for another ’24’ adventure.  We had our patio screened in almost a year ago.  We both enjoy spending hours and hours out there in the fresh air.  Florida is the perfect place to have a screened porch as it is rarely too cold to sit outside.  This season of ’24’ is awesome!!!  I can’t wait till next week!!!

Titan prances in Theresa's back yard with huge Nylabone in his mouth.
Titan prances in a back yard with huge Nylabone in his mouth.

Titan has so much fun when he gets to play in the yard.  He is prancing with a huge Nylabone in his mouth.  He looks so happy and proud of himself.  My baby puppy is beginning to look like a little old man.  It’s hard to believe that I got him seven years ago; and he is now 8 and 1/2.  This picture is evidence that he still has plenty of puppy life in him.