PSA From Finnegan on Behalf of Dogs Everywhere

This face says it all, but in case it doesn’t, here is Finnegan’s message to all of you this very rainy morning.

On behalf of my kind everywhere, I request that we are not required to go to the bathroom outside in the remnants of Hurricane Nicole, or any future hurricane remnants. That is all. Thank you.

Finnegan Lyons, a very wet and soggy cockapoo

Two Kinds of Morning Sheep

There are generally two kinds of morning sheep.

This one:

Caffeine….now.

Or this one:

Good morning! Lovely day we’re having! Howya doin’?

One guess as to which one I am this morning. And another guess as to how the writing is going. Oh, well. At least I am looking at cute pictures of sheep. That is always good.

Have a good weekend. Blessings, Lisa

The Wonder and Bewilderment of a Sneeze

All is quiet. You are sitting there, minding your own business. Suddenly, with very little or no warning, you feel it. It rises up inside you like with a tidal wave of force, no holding it back. Your eyes close unbiddenly. You are sneezing, and there is no way around it.

Why am I writing about sneezes, you ask, and rightly so? The two giant sneezes I had at 11:30 PM last night, after I had been sleeping for an hour. They came on for no apparent reason and sat me straight up in bed. The two giant sneezes my husband had this morning as he made his breakfast, also no apparent reason. This got us talking about sneezes, their power, their slight terror, the weirdness and yet great efficiency they have.

As He designed us, God must have been thinking of how to get rid of foreign objects that happened to come our way. And He came up with a sneeze. Brilliant. I love it. There are so many bizarre and wonderful things God has created. Long giraffe necks, chameleons that change color, prickly squash to keep pests away.

If you are brave, take the survey below. There are all kinds of sneezers out there…..my husband and I are definitely the loud and scary kind.

Enjoy your Tuesday,

Lisa

Upside Down

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The little girl sometimes liked being upside down, but only for a little while. She swung so high on the rope tree swing that her daddy made. Her feet would go way above her head for a moment. Feeling upside down even though she wasn’t, almost touching the oak leaves with her bare feet. But the relief of being feet planted on the solid earth, right side up, was grounding and safe.

She learned to do a head stand up against the basement wall, her head firmly set in a soft pillow. The blood rushed furiously into her pounding ears. The room looked bizarre and unsettling. She could only take a few seconds of this, and then would plummet back into right side up reality.

One day, she got up and everything was upside down in the world. Everything. The grownups talked about a virus. She didn’t really understand. She tried and tried, but she couldn’t get things right side up. People looked and sounded weird, upside down. She felt unsettled all the time, as she tried to make sense of this new world.

But then, suddenly, the thing that had caused the upside-downness, the bad virus, went away. The world tipped back the right way. She was more than happy. She was peaceful, grounded, safe, normal. She smiled, and the whole world saw that smile.

Love, Lisa

*For all the children who need normal to return.*