git yourself on over here
and gaze upon your button
on my special Friends Page,
knowing that you are very
special to me, and not diluted
in any way because there
are so many buttons now,
and growing — when I stop to
design and code a new one
instead of walking the windy song moors
swimming with Blue Bunny’s dolphin friends
and photographing mystery flowers.
And if you don’t have a button
yet, or dream of me making you
and Even Lovelier & Better One,
just keep on popping in here
and commenting, knowing that
sooner than later I will notice
your Extreme Awesomeness,
make a friend connection with you
and lo — ye shall be buttonized,
which comes with a 24 / 7 invitation
to join me up in my wine-drinking tree
for as long as we both shall love.
Posted with Extreme Love, by: Jannie of the Wine Singing Way.
Poetry, The Pea | Posted by Jannie on 21 May 2011 @ 12:06 PM
SAXON by: Kelly Funster (Age 9)
Saxon can be somewhat fun,
Especially if you are done.
A lesson is thirty questions,
The book is one [hundred] twenty lessons.
I’ve been doing it all morning long,
And when I do it I sing a song.
A few more lessons then I’ll stop,
Maybe ten more, then I’ll surely drop.
I’ve done my Saxon for the week,
And now my Saxon level’s at its peak.
I want to do some other stuff,
I have done four lessons and that’s enough.
I was helping her look through her backpack for her missing Saxon math sheet yesterday morning.
She was in a panic that she’d get “study hall” if she didn’t turn in her finished work.
Me : What’re those? (I pointed to a couple of folded-up papers on the car seat.)
She: Oh, just some poems I wrote last week.
Me: Can I read them?
She: Sure.
…..
Me: Kelly these are wonderful!!!! And hilarious!! Can I post them on my blog?
She: No, Moooom.
Me: Please. I’ll buy you some candy for after dinner.
She: Oh, sure. Post away!
Her Saxon book’s at school, else I would’ve photographed her with it for you today.
But these photos I took 2 days ago are pretty cute too.
This was her own get-up idea she wore to school.
Wait until you read her other poem — about her “Wordly Wise” language arts book.
Oh my goodness.
She. Cracks. Me. UP!
Posted by Jannie, the mom of the candy bribing rewarding hills.
🙂
With love to YOU — of course!
xoxoxoxooxoxoxoo
Funny Typos | Posted by Jannie on 16 May 2011 @ 1:27 PM
1. My dear sweet friend Jo in England and I have been panpals since 1994.
2. Wow, those birthday cupcapes look amazing!!
3. She only recently started liking screambled eggs.
4. I can tolerate sweeping and vacuuming but cleaning widows is not my forte.
5. If Funsterment Global ever goes public you know I’ll give my sockholders one sweet IPO deal.
6. But my biggest concern is what will I wear to the Granny Awards!??!
7. When does a friend become a fan or nice versa?
8. It really helps to understand that private industry, not government creates jibs.
9. Those were 55 words for our Friday Flash Fiction hose with the most — the G-Man.
10. Yes, it gives me a real lift to torch up my roots every 6-7 weeks, or so.
Yes, Jo in England and I have been penpals since 1994!
The Penfriends International angels sent her my way.
She’s this gorgeous one…
You may have seen her commenting here of late.
Will she ever get a blog?
Who knows?
🙂
Who knows what the marvelous Jo will do next?
She is on FaceBook, tho.
English pubs are good.
Beer is good.
But Jo is even better! And better than vodka shots too, which she likes.
She is a freaking aweome, wonderful FUN person, and I love her to bits!!
I sure will be happy to see her in the flesh again one day!
Sadly, her mom is no longer on this physical plane, but she’s here in her beautiful spirit for sure.
I’ll be showing you lots more of Jo and my other excellent penpals, as time unfolds.
Posted with love by Jannie,
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoo
Belinda in San Francisco
dreams she’s riding a white pony
through a sandstorm of pink roses.
Beautiful Belinda I’ve met only
in blog posts and comments,
as I’ve met most of you
who knock politely at my blog’s door,
you mysterious sweeties leaving
cake and champagne on my top step,
each of you just as awesome as my blue guitar.
55 words of fictional reality inspired by the “Belinda’s Dream” shrub I recently met in our Bontanical Gardens.
55 words for the one, the only, the incomparably incomparable — G-Man.
xoxoxoxoxoo to all.
Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 10 May 2011 @ 5:20 PM
My Rorschach Shawl is trimmed
along its thrift store edges with
Van Gogh’s almond blossoms,
his sunflowers courting my
shawl’s picnic-blanket allure
upon which my coffee sits
among love sandwiches
and heaping plates of hope
I’ll happily share with you.
The icing on the cake
at the feast — a little girl,
graces a scene in the
heart of a beautiful city
where many souls are
rejoicing in the sweet
golden gift of the day.
Yay for One Stop Poetry’s One Shot Wednesday — the Net’s ultimate poetry sharing blogsite!!
xoxooxoxoxoxoxoxox
(Kelly photo, yesterday.)
