Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine.
Yesterday, I awoke to the sound of a dozen (or so) vocally talented birds outside my window. A couple of times I almost swore that the Andrea Bocelli of the group was inside my room! No lie! I was almost persuaded to get up and double check that the window and screen were intact but alas, my down filled bed was too comfy to leave it. I smiled and rolled over. Let him sing his teeny heart and lungs out. I didn’t care if he was perched on my headboard, he was serenading me. What a way to wake up on a chilly Monday morn!
The sun shines and warms and lights us and we have no curiosity to know why this is so; but we ask the reason of all evil, of pain, and hunger, and mosquitoes and silly people.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
After lying in bed for another hour (I decided to go into work an hour later than usual), I forced myself to get up, get ready and leave. As I grabbed my gear and ran out the door, I went to my car and found that that Andrea Bocelli and his choir had a Poop Fest on it! No one's was defecated on but mine! I’m not talking a splat, here and there. I’m talking ALL OVER. I had to run the washer and wipers for a full 2 minutes just to get the windshield clear enough for me to see out of it!
While I was smiling contentedly and enjoying the sweet music, those suckers were doing their dirty deed! Of all the nerve! It was probably Bocelli that came up with the idea. Happy New Year in bird hieroglyphics or something.
But it made me think. I can appreciate the sweet music of life or I can look at all the crap (excuse the word) that life tends to dish out. I can enjoy the good times and just wipe the bad times away. It may take time for the bad times to be wiped out completely but then my way will be clear and free of nasty obstacles and I can enjoy the rest of the ride. Until more nastiness comes along. Then I’ll just repeat the steps and keep going!
So here’s to the Monday Morning Serenades & Poop Fests of 2012! May the serenades of your new year be filled with joy, love, happiness, friends and family! Good times and great memories! And may the poop fests serve to remind you to slow down and clear your mind of the crap that sometimes gets to be too much. Happy New Year, ya’ll!
I wish I was a glow worm,
A glow worm's never glum.
'Cos how can you be grumpy
When the sun shines out your bum!
~Author Unknown
