um - isn't this Rod Stewart or something? have this in my head on repeat

Oh the morning sun in all its glory
Greets the day with hope and comfort too
And you fill my life with laughter
You can make it better
Ease my troubles that's what you do

There's a love that's divine
And it's yours and it's mine
Like the sun at the end of the day
We should give thanks and pray to the One

Have I told you lately that I love you
Have I told you there's no one above you
Fill my heart with gladness
Take away my sadness
Ease my troubles, that's what you do

There's a love that's divine
And it's yours and it's mine
And it shines like the sun
At the end of the day we will give thanks
And pray to the One

i am feeling really bad for the pigeons today

i like pigeons
i think they are dear beasts of the air
simple quaint
maybe even sweet

so today as they are poisoned to death and wondering dropsy like
i am sad for all the dear pigeons in the world
and all little ugly and pretty pesty pests
that must be destroyed for the sake of
us humans

sometimes its sort of sad

it happens like this

8:35 AM
eggs yell
pan drops
painting tips
daughter barfs
all in 15 secounds

skirt less

has anyone seen a skirt anywhere this season that wasn't either
a pencil skirt
or a mini?

dear woman at superstore

i am sorry that i lost my patience with you


not sure the true meaning of this word
but it was used once
and today i will repeat it

i have been sloggin
and now I am tired

Malachi 2:15-16

And did not he make one? Yet had he the residue of the spirit. And wherefore one? That he might seek a godly seed. Therefore take heed to your spirit, and let none deal treacherously against the wife of his youth.For the LORD, the God of Israel, saith that he hateth putting away: for one covereth violence with his garment, saith the LORD of hosts: therefore take heed to your spirit, that ye deal not treacherously.

for sale or rent

4 by 5 feet
acrylic painting of
canola fields
aka didsbury view
bliss full procrastination

height and depth of verity

oh the variation and diversity and separation of mindset residing on planet earth

dear leonard

i have liked you and appreciated you in the past
i have doven into melody rich with you and danced
but as of late
because of hearing your other Followers idolize you and Prophetize you and godify you
i am leery of your mysterious
and cross eyed at your falsified powers.

Poetry is not a Religion people!
Leonard cannot open the doors for you into Paradise
He is a swift and dying fox
with a large vocabulary and decent depth of personality
just a man

reason # 4,6733 that I love my child

she does not know the difference between good cooking and bad
she loves me any way

mathew 5:28

But I say unto you, That whosoever looketh on a woman to lust after her hath committed adultery with her already in his heart.

love thy neighbour as thyself

pretty not

today i saw a person who was truly unappealing to the eyes
and for a secound i felt sorry for him
and then i thought of people who are really attractive to the eyes
and i felt more sorry for them

(this makes sense to me and I don't have the energy to explain, so if you get it, then good, and if not then -oh well)

(i am getting my thans and thens mixed up and it is driving me crazy right now)
(sharmi- is this right grammer/spelling?)


thank you again
for reminding me of yourself and myself all at the same time
how can i ever repay you for being a true friend and back up mother to me?
you top the special list in every category
despite your unusual and often difficult circumstance
you are a giver

ya baybee

because I am a quasi property manager
and because I like to wear mu mu(sp?) type dresses
I realize I am becoming more and more like
Mrs. Roper
which is quite frightening and sort of cool all at the same time
(for those of you who don't know who she is- you are lucky and too young)

cha ching

so my dishwasher was sounding like a piggy bank
and sure enough it was
as my daughter
was using the front panel slots
as safe keeping for found change
is this a hazard?
better than a bank?

because of its ugliness
i have not posted about child pornography
but because of its ugliness
i have wanted to
and today i saw a site
for those who know about something
or have seen something
and now they can do something
about it

there are no suitable words for this type of crime

front page of the paper today- and some blathering

so i never read the paper
for obvious reasons:
if something is really really important I will hear it by word of mouth or
and frankly I can have better days not knowing about all the creeps and suffering in the Universe
but today
I read a blurb about some teenage chicks having a gang fight (or whatever you wanna call it)
and I thought that was ugly etc.
but it unfortunately reminds me a lot of my high school days
where fighting and being tough was really cool
I can remember many a time that some "butches"
from the school across the street came over and wanted to fight
One time 5 of them came over to fight me
I was terrified
I was wearing Birkenstocks and a peace sign
and got out of it
they wanted to fight me because I would not date the "leaders" best friend (a guy named Josh)

In the same year I had a large girl butch try and beat me up for the same reason- I would not date her friend (a guy named Adam), and she thought that I was rude to him, - that time I had to get some back up...(in other words- get a bigger girl to tell her to leave me alone)

Looking back, I am exceptionally lucky
I never once actually had to defend myself with actual muscle or lack of
(well once in grade 5- but that is another story)

I have only one memory of things going bad in this department and it involved me trying to rationalize with a very drunk person as to why she should stop yelling and threatening people and she took her very large glass mug and round housed(is that still a word) me across the face to which I saw stars and blacked out..
and then i stopped talking to her
and probably ran away crying
not sure

why am i telling these stories?
because they are real and a bit dumb
because girls are a wee crazy sometimes
because I find it interesting that no one comments on any stories that arn't fluffy and happy
time change is fine and everything
unless you are responsible for changing 45 of them
by hand


i had the weirdest dream that you were turning your twins into girls
and you were going to name one of them Hope
and I was so mad at you..
i thought that you would get a chuckle out of that

chewing tobacco

aged 14
too much
on the city bus

to self

today before you went to Winners
you promised me that you would only look at clearance items

you broke your promise

product recall

Hitachi Koki Nailer
shoots sideways

once upon a time

do we dare share our stories
do we dare dig up and tell
what happened
or bypass to a simpler place

if you were still breathing


hey you
bless you
new life you
are now two
and maybe
someday more

Happy Birthday!

Dearest Robin,

I know it's a little late, but I hope you like your new blog background and header.

I think you're an amazing person and I'm lucky to call you my friend.

You're one of a kind!

Love Sharmilla

taxi cab yellow

i know it is so now
this colour
why can't it be forever?
why can't i always have the option of finding
taxi cab yellow
shoes and throws and dresses and parka's too
pure bliss
taxi cab yellow

words of Jesus- make you think

that which is highly esteemed among men is abomination in the eyes of God.

a healthy dash of paranoia

the thing about buying a used potty

um.. ya
you get the picture


look at my new digs sharmi set me up with...i especially like the paisley-a personal fave!!!

are you?

bobbing through a sea of intersecting waves of wasteland

My cousins journalism

Villagers bury Uganda mudslide victims

7:00am EST

* Red Cross says 88 killed by landslide, 270 missing

* Some 1,500 people homeless

* Hopes for more rescues dwindle

By Jocelyn Edwards

NAMETSI, Uganda, March 5 (Reuters) - From a hill overlooking Nametsi, all that is visible of the village in eastern Uganda are crumpled tin roofs protruding in a field of mud.

The landslide that made 1,500 people homeless cut a black path through the jungle on the mountainside and submerged Nametsi's trading centre and health centre.

Below in the valley, villagers and Ugandan soldiers stepped around uprooted trees, boulders and through pools of knee-deep mud as they searched for the bodies of victims.

The secretary general of the Ugandan Red Cross, Michael Nataka, said hopes of finding villagers alive were lost.

"At this point, it's just the process of recovering bodies. I think it's quite definite that there will not be survivors," he said. "There's five to ten metres of mud in some places. With just simple hand tools it's very difficult to reach the bottom."

The Red Cross estimates that 88 people died in the muddy deluge and rescuers are still uncovering bodies in Nametsi and the neighbouring Namakansa and Kubewo villages.

Around 270 people are still missing.

On the hillside, groups of mourners prayed and sang at the funerals of those killed in the mudslide on Monday evening. As soldiers pulled one girl's body from the mud covering her house, relatives first recognised her from her feet. Jackie, 18, had small feet, explained a family member.

The girl's father, Mohammed Mwambwa, helped carry her away to bury her himself. The man had not yet found his wife and three other children under the rubble.

"It's unfortunate if we don't find them, but it will be God's decision," he said.

Jackie's uncle, Esau Mukhwana, came from nearby Mbale to help with the search. "Most of us are tired; that is why these army people are trying to help us," he said. "It was important to the family to find their loved ones. So that at least we see our people." In all, the family had lost nine members.


As the day wore on, the smell of decomposing bodies hung heavily in the air.

The hand of a victim poked out from underneath a massive boulder. The man had been crushed in his house along with his wife and child, villagers said.

Scattered around the valley were the personal items of villagers: a yellow child-sized shirt and a school notebook.

Temporary resettlement camps have been set up at nearby Bulucheke and Bukalasi for the displaced villagers.

The Red Cross says it has distributed emergency kits with blankets, tarpaulins, soap, pots and water purification tablets to 900 households and the U.N. refugee agency has said it will also provide tents and plastic sheeting.

Survivors of the ordeal said they heard a loud booming noise as the mud fell around eight on Monday evening.

George Kamoti, whose face is bruised from the disaster, was at the village trading centre when it occurred.

"I heard the noise and I realised that there was going to be a landslide, so I ran," he said, adding that he lost his wife and five children. (Editing by Helen Nyambura-Mwaura)

speaking of

so I have been doing more research on this Grace topic
and the truth is, I am really not clear on what it means
it seems to have more than one meaning
i feel like i understand it on some visceral (sp?) level
but the lack of clarity remains
It does seem to impart some Favour or Blessing or Power
but I would assume within the compounds of commands...

I am not doing Grace justice here with this definition,
But i'm glad it probably means more than I could ever understand.

note to self- and warning to others

do not overdose
Mona Vie


hello people
grace anyone?
what is this grace thing people are talking about?
this thing where we can do what ever we want and not live the Word of God and
yet still be saved...

what is the definition of Grace?

what is Grace to you?

From what I have read
Grace is the strength of God to do the Will of God
the Will being
the Word of God.
any takers?


do we all know
that the earthquake
in Chile
changed the axis of the world
and now the days are actually shorter


why are cotton balls
between sunglasses
and hair dye