NEW YEAR'S EVE
Tuesday December 31, 2013 8:54 am
Well I'm off to work in a little while but I get off at 7:00 this evening so that will be in plenty of time to shower and change my clothes and go out for the evening.
I had another good day at work yesterday, and for the same reason as the day before... two in a row, I feel blessed!
For any who might read this and are planning to celebrate tonight to bring in the New Year I hope all of you stay safe, and for those who might be fortunate enough just to be home with someone they love... well, aren't you lucky.
I just turned my hour glass over for the umpteenth time to watch the sand begin to fall and remind myself that although it's true that another day passes and in turn we shall call it a New Year... yet sadly and also true is that "time," true time knows no such passings or markings, it just marches on: forever and forever.
I think I will leave everyone this morning with a quote, and words that I have lived!
O, Juliet ~ (Robin Maxwell) "Time would be my friend, I told myself. Yet time, I knew even then, was my enemy."
NEW YEAR'S EVE...EVE :)
Monday December 30, 2013 12:04 pm
I'm leaving for work in a few minutes with a brief stop along the way at the post office, and I just wanted to wish anyone reading this blog to have a good day. Even though yesterday was a work day for me I had a really nice day! It's funny how seemingly just the small things in life that most take for granted can (for me) turn an otherwise ordinary day into an extraordinary day... and that's what happened for me yesterday!!!!!!!
Tomorrow after work I am going to a local spot in Louisville, Kentucky to ring in the New Year. (I will be going to a place called Fourth Street Live.)
Sometimes I think because of the life I've lived I don't deserve to feel as good as I do today: nonetheless, because they don't happen for me that often anymore I will happily take it... I feel great!!!!!!!
GOOD MORNING... AND GOODNIGHT :)
Thursday December 26, 2013 1:24 am
I wish I could sleep. Well,
truth-be-told I did sleep a little earlier for about an hour.
However, I woke up because I was hot and after getting a drink of
eggnog I didn't feel like going back to bed so I watched a movie I
hadn't seen before: Drillbit Taylor with Owen Wilson. Actually it was
pretty good with a few really funny scenes. Now, I'm not sure I will
be able to fall back to sleep. I have to be up at 5:00 anyway to get
ready for work... I hate work!
For the last 24 years I have faithfully
played the lottery with almost no success. I mean, I have won several
small amounts of money but nothing compared to the money I have spent
playing. Naturally lotteries are for fools so I guess that's why I
keep playing them :) Of course, if I ever win there will be a few
people who know me who also will be winners along with me.
I know that money can't make an unhappy
person happy. Yet, if someone's life is at least okay then it
certainly can improve on that. Perhaps going from okay to good and
maybe in this life that's all anyone can hope for... a “good”
life.
Well I hope if there
are any others who are also up and
bored with nothing better to do than to be reading this that your
life improves also! And, if you are up because your thoughts won't
allow you to rest I pray you can think about other things and try to
get some sleep. I know that's what I'm going to try and do...
goodnight.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!
Wednesday December 25, 2013 9:27 am
Well, on this day I suppose no one
would expect less than a quote from Tiny Tim, so here it is: “Tiptoe
Through the Tulips” … wait, not that Tiny Tim!!! Here it is, the
right “tiny Tim” I was thinking about for this Christmas Day:
“God bless us, every one!”
MISSING VIRGIL, AND ....... ...... :(
Tuesday
December 24, 2013 7:53 am
“I
am in a straight betwixt two...” Paul said. I find myself in that
same straight many times in life. Howbeit for a somewhat different
reason than the great apostle was speaking. Nonetheless, for me it is
still a perplexing problem and one that sadly, at least for me, there
seems to be no answer.
I
would like to say to any who reads this that I sincerely hope you
have a, “Very Merry Christmas!” It is so hard for me to believe
that another year has nearly come full-circle... and so soon will be
gone! I remember last New Year's Day sitting at my desk at work, as
if it were last week instead of a year ago, and signing a contract
for a customer and lamenting how quickly time passes... and now we
are here again!
I
thought for this morning I would give anyone who reads this a nice
Christmas poem... instead I'm going to give you one of my old
favorites instead. I'm not sure it would be possible to find two more
disparate authors than Paul and Tolkein to quote in the same blog but
that's what I'm doing this morning.
Sometimes
I find I'm like Paul: having a job to do that's needed and seemed
more to have been thrust upon him rather than him consciously seeking
it: although he was good at it; yet, within his heart was a desire to
do something else... be somewhere else! Again, for a different reason
entirely than was his own I too know that same war which warred in
his heart!
Then,
I thought of 'Old Troll' this early morning (another of which
sleep escaped me for the better part of the night) and Tom. I find
that occasionally I'm like Tom in this story, as he sets out to right
a perceived wrong? But, more often than not I also see a lot of
myself in Old Troll. Sitting alone and not very satisfied while there
is plenty out there in the world which would (at least) temporarily
satisfy him.
Paul,
Tom, Old Troll, or me? Sometimes I'm all those and more... I'm such a
mess! Now as I hunt-and-peck my way across the keyboard I find myself
unexpectedly grinning as I finished with the word “mess” and it
reminded me of a peculiar phrase I once had a person say to me in
describing themselves... 'hot mess!' I had never heard that before
but I was immediately fascinated by the phrase and I liked it very
much! While I believe it could (at times) have been a true
description for the person telling me the phrase... for me it can
only be said that at sundry times I am only a “mess!”
OLD
TROLL
Troll
sat alone on his seat of stone,
And munched and mumbled a bare old
bone;
For many a year he had gnawed it near,
For meat was hard
to come by.
Done by! Gum by!
In a cave in the hills he dwelt
alone,
And meat was hard to come by.
Up came Tom with his
big boots on.
Said he to Troll: "Pray, what is yon?
For it
looks like the shin o' my nuncle Tim,
As should be a-lyin' in
graveyard.
Caveyard! Paveyard!
This many a year has Tim been
gone,
And I thought he were lyin' in graveyard."
"My
lad," said Troll, "this bone I stole.
But what be bones
that lie in a hole?
Thy nuncle was dead as a lump o' lead,
Afore
I found his shinbone.
Tinbone! Thinbone!
He can spare a share
for a poor old troll,
For he don't need his shinbone."
Said
Tom: "I don't see why the likes o' thee
Without axin' leave
should go makin' free
With the shank or the shin o' my father's
kin;
So hand the old bone over!
Rover! Trover!
Though dead
he be, it belongs to he;
So hand the old bone over!"
"For
a couple o' pins," says Troll, and grins,
"I'll eat thee
too, and gnaw thy shins.
A bit o' fresh meat will go down
sweet!
I'll try my teeth on thee now.
Hee now! See now!
I'm
tired o' gnawing old bones and skins;
I've a mind to dine on thee
now."
Thee'll be a nice change from thine nuncle.
Sunkle!
Drunkle!
I'm tired of gnawing old bones and skins;
Thee'll be a
nice change from thine nuncle."
But just as he thought
his dinner was caught,
He found his hands had hold of
naught.
Before he could mind, Tom slipped behind
And gave him
the boot to larn him.
Warn him! Darn him!
A bump o' the boot on
the seat, Tom thought,
Would be the way to larn him.
But
harder than stone is the flesh and bone
Of a troll that sits in
the hills alone.
As well set your boot to the mountain's root,
For
the seat of a troll don't feel it.
Peel it! Heal it!
Old Troll
laughed, when he heard Tom groan,
And he knew his toes could feel
it.
Tom's leg is game, since home he came,
And his bootless
foot is lasting lame;
But Troll don't care, and he's still
there
With the bone he boned from it's owner.
Doner!
Boner!
Troll's old seat is still the same,
And the bone he
boned from it's owner! ~ Tolkein
It's
a fun read anyway :)
IN A HURRY GOING NOWEHERE!
Saturday December 21, 2013 5:46 am
“Good morning,” he said, and once
again no one was there.
Last night was the first night in eight
days that I slept through the night, at least mostly. I hate colds! I
haven't had a cold or even felt badly for the last several years so
I'm happy that's true, but I don't like this now. A few days ago my
head- cold settled into my chest which makes it harder to breathe and
I cough a lot! However, a nice person at work yesterday gave me a dose of
Alka-Seltzer Plus cold medicine to try and it seemed to help, so on
my way home last evening I bought some and took a double dose before
going to bed... so I think that helped me to sleep better. I still
can't take a deep breath without coughing but at least it is not
hurting like before when I breathe... so it appears I am on the mend
:)
I might not mention this again but just
as a reminder to any readers (especially if you are considering
coming back to read more) that usually I write about things I'm thinking
or feeling, or about people I know: so please don't expect this to
get any better. (Not today or any other day for that matter.) I'm
only writing now because when I do wake up (even though today I don't
have to be up early) it is nearly impossible for me to fall asleep
again so I'm writing :)
For the last hour I've been reading
headlines from around the world and as usual it's all fairly depressing: apparently the whole world is going to Hell... and
quickly! Maybe it is just that we see so much bad everywhere and all
the time only because news can travel so much faster via Internet...
and as some say, 'it' (bad news and bad people) have always been?
But, really I don't think so. I think it simply is worse today then
it has ever been before.
In ending this today I thought maybe I
would inspire you (or at least cause you to smile) with some humor
from around the world. So, I found a list of the top 50 jokes out
there as voted on by users of Facebook? Well I thought... if these
are the best 50 out there and voted that way by Facebook users, that
is probably another reason I'm not on there anymore. I mean, these
aren't bad... but c'mon! The first joke I copied was also voted #1.
A woman gets on a bus with her baby.
The bus driver says: ''Ugh, that's the ugliest baby I've ever seen!''
The woman walks to the rear of the bus and sits down, fuming. She
says to a man next to her: ''The driver just insulted me!'' The man
says: ''You go up there and tell him off. Go on, I'll hold your
monkey for you.''
I swear, the other day I bought a
packet of peanuts, and on the packet it said ''may contain nuts.''
Well, YES! That's what I bought the buggers for! You'd be annoyed if
you opened it and a socket set fell out!''
A woman has twins, and gives them up
for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt and is named
'Amal.' The other goes to a family in Spain, they name him Juan'.
Years later; Juan sends a picture of himself to his mum. Upon
receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wished she also
had a picture of Amal. Her husband responds, ''But they are twins. If
you've seen Juan, you've seen Amal.''
(Since we are mere days from
Christmas... I thought I would include this next joke as an old
chestnut for you.)
A group of chess enthusiasts checked
into a hotel and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent
tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of
the office and asked them to disperse. ''But why?'' they asked, as
they moved off. ''because,'' he said ''I can't stand chess nuts
boasting in an open foyer.''
In spite of wasting approximately three
minutes of your life reading this, and btw... that is three minutes
you will never get back! But, in spite of that I hope all who reads
this has a great day!
Happy Birthday :)
Friday December 20, 2013 9:27 pm
The Arrow and the Song
I shot an arrow into the air,
It
fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the
sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song
into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has
sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of
song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow,
still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found
again in the heart of a friend. ~ Longfellow
I wanted to wish a long time friend a
very happy birthday and I thought I would do it with a famous
poem on friendship. I suppose all songs and poems (at least the good
ones) are always open to interpretation? So, I'm not saying for
certain I have the same understanding as someone else who might read
this or even what Longfellow meant when he wrote it?
But I think it means that when we take
some action that we might never know until (perhaps) somewhere far
down the road what the consequences might be? He “shot an arrow”
(or took some action) but he doesn't know where it fell to the Earth
because he couldn't see that far to know where it fell? He also
“breathed” or sang a song... again who knows who heard it or what
it meant to them? But then he said he found that song again “in the
heart of a friend.”
Anyway, I would just like to say to
this person who might never see these words... “Thank you.” And I
also wish I could have given them something as a gift today... but, what do
you give to a person that you owe your life to? Since I have nothing
to offer but my gratitude, I freely give that.
I suppose the jury is still out on
whether or not a few years ago my life being spared was a good thing
or not? To those who love me I imagine they would say (if asked) that it was
a good thing. However, to the man in another car tonight who I tried my best to make him mad enough to get out of his car so we could “settle things like men” probably
would have been happier if I had died when I was sick. At least then he
would have felt more like a man tonight driving home had he not met me. I mean, if you aren't willing to back up strong words with some physical action then as a guy you simply shouldn't use those words? Because there is always a possibility that you will meet me, or someone like me who's going to say, "Buddy, I'm from Missouri (the show me state) and you're just going to have to prove that to me." Lol
Yep, I'm not a very good guy so at
times it seems oh so strange why God still continually grants me the
breath of life. I can only say He must have great patience and to Him
I would also like to say, Thank you."
I hope all who reads this has a wonderful night tonight!
TIME OFF :)
Saturday December 14, 2013 6:41 am
I am officially on vacation! I don't
have any particular plans to go anywhere but I am off work, and for
that I'm grateful! I had tried to get off through the 20th but
another person in my department had started their vacation that
weekend so I do have to work Friday, but I requested an open so after
work I will get my third... of only four (ever planned) tattoos.
As of this writing I have a rose tattoo
on my right arm which I got on the first day of fall 2012. The fall
of the year has for a very long time been my favorite season and I
like doing things that are important to me on certain days or seasons
of the year which also holds some special significance. My last
tattoo of Virgil (My Friend!!!!!!!) I got on my most recent birthday
and next Friday (20th) I will be getting an anchor tattoo on my right
(inside) forearm. Then, one day I also want a tattoo over my heart
and after that I will be done with tattoos!
Any person who stops by to read this
blog will see that I write things that are of no particular
importance at all. Usually I write about certain things which are
happening to me or those around me. I'm only saying this so that if
you are new to this blog and you keep returning hoping it might get
better or become more interesting? Well, don't hold your breath
waiting... because I can assure you that it will not!
I have a few errands to run this morning and then this afternoon we have our annual
Christmas party at our middle daughter's (Missy) house. I think this
might be the 19th year we have been doing this? Last Christmas was
the first time in all those years that we did not go to Actor's
Theater to see A Christmas Carol. Nonetheless we always have a good
time when everyone gathers together for a party. This year "The Scavenger Hunt" returns! A few years ago we
had the first ever scavenger hunt which involved everyone being divided into teams
and then driving over the bridges between Louisville and
Jeffersonville. I can only say that my youngest daughter drives like
a crazy person when she is involved in a game like this.
With as many people as there were on
teams a lot of cars were involved. The clues lead to certain
landmarks in and around the two cities. As each clue was solved we
found additional clues which had been previously hidden at those
landmarks and those found clues would lead to still yet another
destination. Anyway, a couple of times Bob and I (on the same team)
would end up at a location about the same time as Steph would arrive.
Once at the Louisville Slugger Field we heard tires screeching and
Bob and I turned to see (we had already been at the spot reading the
found clue) and it was Steph and her gang and we watched (laughing)
as doors flew open and everyone raced out of her car to where we were
at to also read the clue. Then, as we were leaving she literally cut
us off driving away, she did this twice... it was pretty funny!
Bob and I ended up winning that day and
I (naturally) told everyone it was superior brain power that won it
for us. Of course, all the girls having to drag the little ones along
with them in their search for clues had absolutely nothing to do with
slowing them down! “Excuses,” I told them it was just excuses!
Lol I've already been informed though that Bob and I have not been
assigned to the same team this year... poor losers, all of 'em :)
Bob is pretty funny though as he would
continually send out false texts during the hunt that tried to lead
the others astray. Then, when we were nearing the finish line he sent
everyone another text imploring all to slow down and drive more carefully
as we were now back at the house and had already won. Of course,
that was a lie... when he sent that last text we were still a few
miles away! Lol Anyway, it was fun and I imagine this year will be
more of the same.
Today, for "luck" I will have with me "E" which is my little Duckbill Platypus (my traveling companion) and a couple of other things I sometimes carry or wear... I like keeping things I care about close to me :)
I hope all who reads this has a great
day!
ANY IDEAS???
Thursday December 12, 2013 9:39 am
If anyone has a better idea that does
not involve taking pills to try and lose weight more quickly please
let me know. Naturally I have heard of “diet and exercise” (thank
you very much) and I do those things. It is just that I am tying to
do something different that will result in more weight loss more
quickly as I'm coming up against my first (self-imposed) deadline. I
am also aware that I can starve myself and most probably reach this
goal that I set. However, that is of no interest to me as I am also
aware that as soon as I eat again I will start adding pounds so that
is neither real nor a sustainable weight loss.
My liquid fasts are now only resulting
in minor losses so I'm guessing my body is growing more used to them
and has adjusted accordingly. Today I am going to try something I've
not tried exactly in this way before and that is alternating between
a day of only fruit and then a day of only liquids... and then back
to fruit, and see if that helps? Today will be fruit.
SSDD
Tuesday
December 10, 2013 9:35 pm
You
would think after so many years of receiving physicals that a person
would get used to it... right? Not really, at least not for me. I
mean, beginning with physicals for football in junior high to the
Army to the present time this stuff should be old-hat. Now the
funniest part is when all the tests are ran and the doctor tells you
that they are leaving the room and to get undressed and you are to
put a gown on with the front untied and open. Okay, I guess, but...
why leave the room? Aren't they going to be seeing everything in a
minute anyway? Today when she comes back in a couple of minutes later
(This time with another girl, and I start thinking... “Hey, this
might be fun after all!”) to finish her examination she steps in
front, looks down and starts checking everything over, up close and
very personal. Then, comes the, 'hold, squeeze, turn your head and
cough' routine. Yep, not nearly as much fun as what I always think
could have been possible just minutes before.
The
other girl in the room today was much younger and she sort of looked
embarrassed. I felt kind of bad for her as she kept her head slightly
turned the whole time. I mean, some witness... right? For all she
knew the doctor could have been doing all sorts of ungodly things to
me and she would have never even seen it. If I hadn't already felt
badly for her I thought of saying, “Hey you... eyes over here young
lady!”
After
the final examination today I received a clean bill of health. I am
grateful, I really am... but, sometimes I wonder, “Why?” I mean,
is it just supposed to be more SSDD for the rest of my life???
In
the last stanza of a well read poem by Lermontov he wrote:
What
good are the passions? For sooner or later
Their sweet sickness
ends when reason speaks up;
And life, if surveyed with
cold-blooded regard,-
Is stupid and empty - a joke…
He
also wrote, “To love...but love whom?.. a short love is vexing, and
permanent love's just a myth.” There are those in Russia
(especially) and other places as well who believes his writings equal
Pushkin's own poetry. Although I had read some of his work in the
past I was never that enamored by his poems but I do think he showed
good insight at times... especially when writing of life's futility.
After
my visit today I finished another liquid fast with a veggie sandwich
from Jimmy John's... now, THAT'S healthy eating :) The previous 36
hours I only drank a total of 350 calories during that time so I was
hungry. Then I saw a movie... see what I mean! SSDD :(
A RAINY DAY
Thursday
December 5, 2013 10:14 am
I
had a doctor's appointment early this morning and when I stepped
outside I was unaware that a hard rain had been falling. I usually
love the rain, except for certain rains which causes me to be
inexplicably sad. I wonder if something bad happened in the rain when
I was too young to actually have a conscious memory of the event?
Yet, somewhere deep inside our minds where nothing is ever forgotten my subconscious somehow dredges that up which in turn evokes a
deep sadness inside me... because it is just certain rains which
causes this feeling.
Longfellow
probably has one of the more famous poems on rain and sadness, life
and death... it is simply (yet aptly) called, The Rainy Day. There is a very famous line in that poem and the thought expressed in that
line is also similar to a specific Bible passage, “... into each life
some rain must fall...”
The
day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never
weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at
every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the
wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering
past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the
days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart, and cease
repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy
fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must
fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
Many
poets led sad lives and you can tell that by their lyrics and
sonnets. His second wife, Frances, died as a result of an accidental
fire and Longfellow himself was badly burned trying to save her. He
loved her so much and the loss was so great he felt he would lose his
mind. He once wrote that he was, “... inwardly bleeding to
death...” After her death he wrote the poem I reproduced above, The
Rainy Day. Notice what causes his hurt and abiding sadness... “...
my thoughts still cling to the mouldering past...” Then, eighteen
years after Frances died he wrote: Cross of Snow
In
the long, sleepless watches of the night,
A gentle face--the face
of one long dead--
Looks at me from the wall, where round its head
The night-lamp casts a halo of pale light.
Here in this room
she died, and soul more white
Never through martyrdom of fire was
led
To its repose; nor can in books be read
The legend of a
life more benedight.
There is a mountain in the distant West
That,
sun-defying, in its deep ravines
Displays a cross of snow upon its
side.
Such is the cross I wear upon my breast
These eighteen
years, through all the changing scenes
And seasons, changeless
since the day she died.
Apparently
he was always thinking about his lost love and one day he saw a
picture in a book of the western mountains. Evidently snow had fallen
and as it was melting away all that appeared to be left of the snow
was in the shape of a cross... so he wrote of that while lamenting
the loss of the love of his life!
However,
it is not only through death that great love can be lost... there are other
ways. Yeah, the rain falling today is sad, very sad.
I HAVE A QUESTION
Tuesday December 3, 2013 5:44 am
Anyone who reads this and feels they
might have an answer please feel free to write to me –
clarkmatthews1@aol.com.
Is the mind capable of obsessing while our body sleeps? Regardless if
I am thinking any particular thoughts as I start to drift away or am
on purpose not allowing my mind to think anything in particular it
seems to make no difference whatsoever! Six nights now out of my last
15 nights I have had very similar dreams. At least the subject matter
is the same and there is always one constant in my dreams, with a few
other variables... in essence though still the same dream with other
players coming and going.
My problem is not so much the dreams in
and of themselves: rather it is how I'm affected by them once I am
clearly awake. Last evening's dream probably will not long be with
me. However, the one I experienced last Wednesday (before
Thanksgiving Day) is still bothering me now five days later!
Of course, now that I have typed this
out and read it in black-and-white I now see my question is futile,
because even if a person writes to me and has an answer... either a
“yes” or a “no” will still not help me to resolve my dilemma.
Oh well, I guess we were never told that life is easy or
uncomplicated. Or were we? Yep, I think I can recall a time when
those sentiments were expressed to me in almost those words: i.e.,
“... an uncomplicated and easy life...” Whoever said that to me
was a liar! lol
DAY TWO
Monday December 2, 2013 8:59 am
10:00 pm Saturday night I began another
liquid fast. I completed my first 24 hours at ten o'clock last
evening and now I'm on, “day two.” Many, many, times in my life
I've fasted for different periods of time. Whenever I think of
fasting I think of three types. First, there is the type that people
do in observance of Lent. That is, for a period of time they give up
only certain foods or even sometimes luxuries. For awhile I have been
practicing this (giving up certain foods) until I reach a goal weight
that I previously set for myself. The seven “foods” I have
completely cut from my diet are: pizza, French fries, chips, dips,
ice cream, soft drinks, and hot sauce. (I only included hot sauce on
my restricted list because I literally ate it on every food and at
every meal and during any time of the day.)
The second type of fasting I think
about... and the one I am presently doing I call my “Daniel”
fast. By this I mean that I am only drinking liquids, e.g., fruits
and vegetables ran through my juicer or all natural juices from
Bolthouse, Evolution, Bear Naked, etcetera.
Finally, the most extreme and the only
one that is a “true” Bible-fast is what I call my “Esther”
fast. Of course, that is where an individual dedicates themselves to
prayer and complete fasting, i.e., no food... and no water. The
longest complete (Esther) fast I have ever done in my life was five
days: from one Wednesday through the following Sunday I ate no food
and drank no water.
I have also fasted for different
reasons. There have been times when just like Esther I fasted for a
spiritual reason and I prayed much during those periods of fasting.
Just one example... though there are many others similar to this one.
My mom was in intensive care and dying. I fasted and prayed for her
healing. My answer from God during that time was, “No.” And, just
like David when he was fasting and praying for the life of his
child... but, God took the child's life anyway; David rose up,
washed himself, and ate. After my mom died I too cleaned up and ate
my first meal, thereby breaking my fast. However, most of the time
when I choose to fast at all it is for physical reasons. I feel that
I need to give my body a rest, or for cleansing. Of course, that is
what I'm doing now with this liquid fast.
Usually during the daytime hours of any
fast I choose they are a little easier to accomplish. However, the
long dark nights during fall and winter especially are always the
hardest for me to get through. Last evening about ten o'clock I was
getting hungry and I thought I would like to have an olive? Yep, an
olive... just a single olive. Yet, I knew if I gave in and ate an
olive... not only would that break my fast but it probably wouldn't
have stopped there. I mean, what goes better with olives but sharp
cheese? And of course, with olives and cheese doesn't it just make
sense that an ice cold beer ought to be the drink of choice. Yep, one
olive certainly could be the difference between a successful fast or
not. So, I only thought about the olive but I never followed through
and ate one. And, the ones I have in my refrigerator are the large,
plump, “Queen” olives and they are stuffed with pimento and very
good! So, good for me that I refrained! :) My total calorie count in
the last 36 hours from drinking only liquids now stands at 705
calories, and that includes my 130 calorie “meal” this morning
for breakfast.
I might not be writing and keep anyone
who reads apprised of how I'm doing on this fast... but I could write
and keep up to date also, I just don't know? This fast is also one I
started and am keeping it open-ended. By that I mean I only set a
starting date, but I have no set time to end it. For certain I am
planning three days which will take me through Tuesday: beyond that I
do not know? I might continue it for a few more days or I could end
it then?
I hope all who reads this has a great day!
