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Looking at my World from a Different Place


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Why I have not been writing….

I have not blogged for a very long time.

Mainly this is due to some major life issues getting in the way. I’ve just been too busy.

It is also partly due to laziness. When I do have a few minutes of down time, the last thing I want to do is expend energy in writing. It is mentally less taxing to park my butt on the sofa and watch old sitcoms and Trek episodes.

Finally, my reluctance in writing has been the struggle I’m having with my “voice.”   If you have not already noticed, I tend to write with a somewhat flip and hopefully witty voice.  (At least I think I amuse my readers from time-to-time.) However, when I look around me and see the natural disasters laid upon the world, the corrupt, inept,  and mentally unstable leaders who are running the world, and the social evils permeating our society, I wonder how can I write about superficial issues like cooking, drumming, cute animals, and any other of my popular culture interests. And if I do write about the state of the world, how can I inject any sort of levity and wit?

But then I look at the pundits of the late night talk shows and I realize that humor still might have a place in the craziness of the world. Humor might be the best and purist delivery of commentary. Humor brings the issues home to us. It makes the issues more understandable and “user-friendly”.   If we can laugh at something, we make it a little less scary — something akin to whistling in a graveyard.  When fear is banished, then there is room for hope and possibly the ability to change things.

Let’s keep laughing.

 

Here’s an example of humor in the face of the fearsome:

Witty

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The Dreaded Leggings

I swore a long time ago to never, ever wear leggings. Ever. Anybody who knows me already has a mental image of this. I am so sorry for that.

So a few weeks ago, I accidentally bought a pair. My only defense is that they looked just like regular athletic pants. Being too busy to drive back to Target to return them, I told myself that they are “just for inside– lounging around and sleeping.” Well, except I overslept this morning and in that gray period between good intentions and taking action, I knew if I took the time to change out of the leggings into my regular active wear, I would talk myself out of doing my morning power walk. So I didn’t change out of them.   “After all,” I told myself, “it is 4:45 am. No one is going to see me in my leggings.” (You know where this is going….)   I ventured out — not only in the dreaded leggings but in a SHORT tee-shirt that covered NOTHING in the caboose area.

USUALLY, there is no traffic at this time of the night/morning.   But NO, not THIS morning.  I came to a four-way intersection and–you guessed it– cars from multiple directions with high-beam headlights converged right as I was crossing.   They could see EVERYTHING.

And, yes, they saw things they could not un-see.

So, I just sighed, waggled my behind at them, and kept on walking.

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