Thunder and Lightening

Every day here there is a thunder shower. The rumblings are happening right on schedule. We are having other storms as well. Old dragons are raising their ugly heads, demanding to be fed their own way. Grown children repeatedly put on the altar of demonic sacrifice. What is she talking about, you ask?
How is it that in my fifties, my father's wife still needs to create a scenario where he chooses her over us? We have so little contact with him and yet her dragons demand that she stir up fire every time. It amazes me that I can still be hurt.
But then, their are our children to stear clear of these unhealthy choices.

My brothers kids have been throwing their guts up with some kind of stomach bug and my husband is still mashing these horrible red bugs out of my feet. I have thought about going to the vet for a flea dip, for me. Speaking of vets Kathy has been missing in action for awhile. I hope she is alright! Funny how attached a person can get to these bloggy buddies, I mean really we don't even know each other; or do we?

Sometimes it seems that what I wouldn't talk about, I will write about. That my thoughts are on the world wide web doesn't really ever cross my mind. Only those who want to read it will. Those favorites that I like to read too, and share fun, food, and sometimes sorrows with. It is a human connection in a technological age. I think sometimes our bloggin has replaced neighborhood girlfriends. My mom used to drink coffee with her neighbors, the women always congregated at somebodies house for a little daily wit, and sharing. Sometimes they cried, mostly they laughed, some next door neighbors became friends for life. It was a way to connect.

Nobody seems to know their neighbors anymore. They certainly don't come over during the afternoon for coffee or tea. But that's what we do. Each of us looks forward to the little comment, the new article on one of our favorite blog sites. I know that there is a good chance I will giggle at Coffee Beans and salivate at Noble Pigs, and learn something about kids from Brenda's Life with RAD. The Ladies of the House in Alaska posts the most fabolus picchas of natural beauty that even tiny 2x2 sizes are stirring and she is a great cook. Peach just shares her heart in it's many ages and stages, with her own unique voice. Everybody just wants to go see Kathy, her place is so cool. The Pioneer Woman doesn't write back but she is irresistibly fun. Each one has something different to bring, and we share. It meets some kind of need to gather that lies deep in the heart of women, that our cultures pace has set aside, and we have rediscovered. Today amidst the storms, what is comforting to me is you. I know that tomorrow will be better, life will go on, and I will BLOG!