The Barbara Show: At the Moment

8/27/13

At the Moment

Okay I"m bored. I'm bored with writing at the moment. I can do really well, just like Seinfeld when I write about nothing, the problem is I have too much going on in my life, and it is something but for most it's nothing.
When I'm not on my blog posting I seem to neglect the other blogs I like to read and for those of you...and I'm sure you know who you are...I'm sorry.

I'm trying to get a business off the ground and it looks like the bird right now in "its a bugs life"...shaky...
I'm having a great time with my stick figures and the New Amazing Adventures of stick barb.

I'm trying to involve myself more with Meet-ups. especially in my field. Web Design/Social Media/SEO, etc. and a PHP thrown in...boring, but necessary and interesting....
I have household junk to fix, a temp job to look for and finishing my resume' which I hate doing, so I can go to the temp store and find a job...ha!
So you see I am a bit over the top and my hormones are out of whack, it's like little bonfires all over my body. I"m sure you could have lived with out hearing that.

This will have to do in the way of a posting errors and all....I hope to be back soon....

2 comments:

AnonymousSeptember 4, 2013 at 4:06 AM
I've sorted of blogged out too. And you know what? I don't care. Blogging without obligation is what its about. I love your Stick Barb stuff too. Keep it coming!

Ali
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SuldogOctober 7, 2013 at 8:31 AM
I know exactly what you mean. I've been a hideous blog friend, not visiting nearly as often as others visit me. In other words, I understand. Here's hoping your projects all pan out!
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Parades

There were parades every Memorial Day, to honor our men that were brave, for the ones that made it back and the ones that didn't. Parades for Labor Day, Halloween, Christmas and just about any other holiday were a big deal in my town. Going to the Park later for a picnic and a swim at the pool was something to be yearned for but is filed safely back in the section of Heartfelt memories. Fried Chicken, Baked Beans, Potato Salad were a part of our treasured times, hearing the carousel and smelling the the cotton candy, and the lines never seem to cease when you're so thirsty for the lime soda at the concession stand, that looks straight out of "Life with Father".
I wake up and my memories are filed and I look out the window and see the litter, the lack of Norman, hear the rude obnoxious base pulsating off my windows and wonder what is so good about all of this. I walk back to the file and I pull it out once again and I 'm reminded of a time when just a parade was passing us by.