going Green

We went green years ago. For a peek, just open up my fridge.

by: paris barrie

Let me explain.

I am not a hoarder, but you might think it if you looked into my fridge. I can not divulge how often I clean it. That is not up for discussion. I learned long ago not to delve into information that might shed an embarrassing light on my cleaning habits.

Let’s suffice it to say that while it is a job that is done periodically, it is almost never a job that is done routinely, with the greatest thought or expertise. In other words, it’s a job that is done, well with little thought. Okay, you could say, occasionally. Come to think of it, I really do it on the spur of the moment, and when the spirit kicks in, which means, you’ve hit upon it… rarely.

Honestly, I consider it an accomplishment if the bad milk gets tossed. If the moldy bread goes, it’s a bonus. If the hardened chocolate in a cup from the latest cooking experiment gone awry gets pulled and cleaned, a gold star should be placed on the fridge declaring me TOP MOM.

A Step or Two in a Different Direction

For the next few months, I want to take just one step out of my life and live the life of another. I don’t want to be anyone in particular. I just want to live my life through the lens of a humorist. And use humor to guide me, to help me and maybe, help you.

So, I will cast a glance at the situations in my life, and string together some of my thoughts.

WAIT, Don’t Look I’m Putting My Pants On

Somewhere along the way, you see that all of life is survival of the fittest. And maybe you’re just not as fit as you thought you were. Erma Bombeck, one of my heroines, put it another way: life is like a bowl of cherries, and sometimes you find yourself in the pits. I always did like her. That’s the way to look at life. The twisted version of the glass half full.

This blog is my idea of Communicating. Another way to look at it: like downing a glass of wine. Therapeutic. Relaxing. Brainstorming. Adjusting. Readjusting. Reformatting. Refitting. Finetuning. You get the idea. There is no right or wrong. Just growth, through laughter. Life.