To each his own. To me my own.

White Friday

I don’t know where I’ve been, but I found out last night that we are forecasted to get more of the white stuff down here in the south tonight. And for once, we will be getting more than areas to the immediate north of us! I don’t mind when it comes down on a Friday like this, because again, no missing work, and no dealing with traffic.

All this happens while Canada gets hit with a warm spell and they’re having to haul in snow by the truckloads for them. Tonight’s the opening ceremonies for the Winter Olympics you know, and they’ve gotta have snow!! Somebody define irony for me.

Well I’ve lost another pound and a half, I’m very happy about that. God knows I’ve been working my patootie off for it, not only from exercise but diet as well. It’s nice to finally see some results, be it minor. Stay tuned, there’s more to come folks.

Not much else is new, except for the fact it’s Friday, woo-hoo!! I haven’t hit the news channels today and that’s probably a good thing because I’d once again have the urge to write about something political. Clinton did get a couple of stints put in yesterday, good thing they caught that in time. Oops, couldn’t help myself there.

🙂

A friend shared this poem with me recently. I thought it more than worthy of posting.

Myself, by Edgar Albert Guest

I have to live with myself and so
I want to be fit for myself to know.
I want to be able as days go by,
always to look myself straight in the eye;
I don’t want to stand with the setting sun
and hate myself for the things I have done.
I don’t want to keep on a closet shelf
a lot of secrets about myself
and fool myself as I come and go
into thinking no one else will ever know
the kind of person I really am,
I don’t want to dress up myself in sham.
I want to go out with my head erect
I want to deserve all men’s respect;
but here in the struggle for fame and wealth
I want to be able to like myself.
I don’t want to look at myself and know that
I am bluster and bluff and empty show.
I never can hide myself from me;
I see what others may never see;
I know what others may never know,
I never can fool myself and so,
whatever happens I want to be
self respecting and conscience free.

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