A Ray, A Sparkle & Perfectness

Amidst all of the political BS and devastation due to hurricanes and fires, I have to set my mind to a more positive channel. I HAVE to. The awful things that happen to people consume me. The political shit storm of opinions and uninformed comments consume me. By consume I mean that I am overwhelmed with a multitude of feelings such as a profound sadness and helplessness for people who are experiencing such losses and an intense desire to put my fist through the face of an idiot who hasn’t taken the time to research anything before forming an opinion. 

Sometimes I am so overloaded with sadness, rage, empathy, concern, sorrow….that I need to unplug from the world. I have decreased the amount of time I’m spending on social media and doing other things like reading, writing, doing word puzzles to keep my brain sharp, making a holiday shopping list, crafting, crocheting, doing a few extra chores, and making lists of things I need to do, recipes I want to try, ingredients I need to buy, and the like. I wish I could do more, but chronic pain and mobility issues play a big part in deciding what I do each day. 

I think I watch less television, but when the other person in the household has to watch all day long (and sometimes the same exact news repeated numerous times throughout the day) it’s rather hard to get away from. I do retreat to my room for large chunks of the day to unwind, nap or just write.

There have been a few things this week that have made me smile and forget about the YUCK of life. There’s one particular thing that stands out from this past week.


My grand daughter called me the other day. It was nice to hear her little 8-year-old voice. I have missed her a LOT! It’s been 2 months since her last visit. We have made some plans for a visit week after next, but nothing is set in stone as yet. I look forward to seeing her. She makes me laugh and I love her hugs! She’s got to be the most considerate and helpful child on the planet; another reason she’s so easy to love! Her overnight stays are the best! We have a little bedtime rhyme we have shared since she was just a little bitty thing and it goes like this:

“I love you little,

I love you big,

I love you like a little pig.”

We always get a little chuckle out of it and I cherish these special moments. Another special moment I get to witness is when she and her (Great) Grampa are watching SpongeBob SquarePants together. All I can do is grin from ear to ear when they’re laughing their heads off! Too bad the other 2 grandkids don’t get to enjoy these special times with him too. 


So, there’s a little bright sparkle of goodness, a ray of sunshine, a pocketful of perfectness that is my little Doodle Bug coming for a visit soon!!  Boy, do I need that visit!

The Bear Went Over The Mountain

When I was a young girl, I was in the Girl Scouts. Every summer, we had what they called “Day Camp” where all the scouts and their troop leaders spent the week camping. Actually, we were picked up each evening to go home and the last day was the only over-nighter. We had fun playing games, doing crafts, singing songs around the campfire and cooking our favorite snacks like S’mores.

One of the songs we sang was ‘The Bear Went Over The Mountain.’ Up until today, I never really knew the correct lyrics and I’m surprised at how different I learned it as a kid in the Girl Scouts. I guess the Girl Scouts changed it to make it a Girl Scout song. The problem is, I could never remember exactly how we sang it back then so I made up my own version. It goes like this:

The bear went over the mountain, the bear went over the mountain, the bear went over the mountain to see what he could see.

He saw a bunch of Girl Scouts, he saw a bunch of Girl Scouts, he saw a bunch of Girl Scouts, and what do you think he did?

He ate up all the Girl Scouts, he ate up all the Girl Scouts, he ate up all the Girl Scouts, and what do you think he did?

He puked up all the Girl Scouts, he puked up all the Girl Scouts, he puked up all the Girl Scouts, and what do you think he did?

I stopped at this point, as I could never think of what could possibly come next. Anyway, the whole point of this story is that I was singing my version of this song (and other songs too) to my 19-month-old granddaughter last night while trying to rock her back to sleep. She was drifting off slowly, occasionally opening her eyes. Her nose was a little stuffy and she was uncomfortable but she was obviously trying to fall back asleep. When I got to the last verse ‘He puked up all the Girl Scouts,’ Doodle Bug opened her eyes and very loudly responded, “Gross!” I didn’t realize she was even listening to me. It was a moment I won’t soon forget!