Blast from the Past!!!!

Diver Dan!!!


Captain Kangaroo


Hardrock, Cocoa, and Joe, The Three Little Dwarfs


Suzy Snowflake


Clutch Cargo


Frito Bandito


and the Frito Bandito's song....


The Trix Rabbit


Original Mountain Dew Commercial - shows bottle with the hillbilly on it. LOL.

People expect you, as a believer, to have all the answers,
when really all you have is a whole new set of questions"
Bono

Through a Glass Darkly

That's a phrase I have heard all my life. And understood. But it was not so strikingly clear until this morning.
I have a mirror in the corner of my room. A horrible, ugly mirror to be sure. But it's there to make sure I don't go out with mismatched clothes, or those that might be unfastened in crucial places. Because it is in the corner, and because I am lazy, it had taken on a significant coat of dust. The only thing it was good for these days was a cursory glance, and off I went.
Well, yesterday I got tired of the dust. So I pulled the mirror out of its corner, dusted it and Windexed the heck out of it. Pretty, shiny mirror. And then I put it back in it's corner and forgot about it. Until this morning.
Out of habit I got up and did all those morning things, and, again, out of habit glanced in the mirror. Whoa! There I was in all my honest, down to the tiniest detail, glory. First, let me say I was shocked - there was a person in my room, no wait, that's my reflection in a mirror. A brilliantly clean and unrelentingly honest mirror. I couldn't hide from myself anymore. Every flaw, every spot, every out of place anything seemed glaringly obvious.
And I saw me, for what I am today. Not who I think I am. Not who I want to be. But who I am.
Not pretty? Oh well, I have to face that fact. It's presented itself pretty obviously to me.

My dirty mirror obscured my vision of reality. It was imperfect. If my vision of myself is imperfect, even tho I know myself, and if I choose to ignore the reality of what I know - just how can I pretend to know God? Or all the things about him. I am here, and now, with a physical presence. Yet I still don't see myself as I am. How can I, or anyone else for that matter, be so confident that what I perceive God is, or what I perceive is of God, or even what I think God is saying is definitively what God is or what God intends or means? That is just plain arrogance. How can I be sure what I so confidently perceive as truth is indeed truth?
I think I need to clean the mirror in my mind that is reflecting God. I need to take a step back and really examine what I see. And fully realize, that until I see God, face to face, I will never have a clear picture, or a clear understanding of what and who He is. He will always be viewed through a cloudy and distorted glass.
If I try to clean the glass - I'm sure I will find I have been so wrong about what I have seen. I may not like what I see. It may make me uncomfortable, or embarrassed, or want to break the glass so I don't have to be honest with myself......
And someday I will be seen as I am, and He will be seen as He is in all His glory. And there will be no misunderstanding. The glass will be perfectly transparent.
Just try to get your head around that.

"For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known. "

I'm Hanging Out to Dry

I'm 'round the corner from anything that's real
I'm across the road from hope
I'm under a bridge in a rip tide
That's taken everything I call my own

One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing

I'm on an island at a busy intersection
I can't go forward, I can't turn back
Can't see the future
It's getting away from me
I just watch the tail lights glowing

One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
Knowing, knowing

I'm hanging out to dry
With my old clothes
Finger still red with the prick of an old rose
Well the heart that hurts
Is a heart that beats
Can you hear the drummer slowing?

One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
To knowing, to knowing, to knowing

U2 - One Step Closer

Oh! Wait - it gets better!

Upon examining the rest of the Comcast box containing the popcorn, I found that there was a $20 gift card for Dale and Thomas Popcorn. Oh - did I neglect to SAY it was Dale and Thomas popcorn? The gourmet popcorn that is one of Oprah's favorite things?????
Yeah - the tin they sent cost $35.00 - so I'm not real sure what my $20 will buy, but its still cool.
Wonder if they'll send me a valentine next month????

Better than flowers....

Well, for those of you that were following my Comcast Drama in November.....
Here is the latest installment....

I came home today and there was a box sitting on my porch. Upon opening it, this is what I found:


The card reads: "We're sorry for any inconvenience you may have experienced. Our goal, as always, is to give you our best service. We appreciate your understanding."

First the large discount they are giving us for a year, and now POPCORN! LOL. Who wants to be friends now?

BTW - the popcorn was awesome. Especially the popcorn clusters filled with chocolate chunks. Mmmmmmmm.

And, yes, our internet is still going strong. :)

Muffu-whatta?

Today I ran across a reference to Muffuletta in a blog I was reading. That was it. I was lost in a twenty minute day dream and an internet visit to Napoleon House in New Orleans. One of my all time favorite places to eat. I can't even begin to describe why. It is historical, quaint, very New Orleans, the food is good, and it is calming and enchanting to eat in the sheltered courtyard.

Unfortunately, at the present time, the bistro remains closed as a result of Hurricane Katrina, although the cafe is open.

Muffuletta. Yum. Ask for one in New Orleans and you will be directed to Napoleon House -Tho I think Central Grocery might argue that point....OK - you'll be directed there too. Both are definitive in their own way. But back to Napoleon House. This is their specialty. That and the Pimm's Cup. But, again, I digress. Where was I? Oh, yes, muffuletta : Ham, Genoa Salami, Pastrami, Swiss cheese, and Provolone cheese, topped with, of course, Italian Olive Salad. What more could a girl ask for? The bread is fresh, crispy and round. I could wax poetic here, but suffice it to say I've NEVER had a better muffuletta - and not for the lack of trying. They have ruined every other muffuletta on the face of the planet for me. I can't even re-create it satisfactorily at home. :(

I'm sure their other fare is equally excellent - Red Beans and Rice, or Gumbo anyone? -
but I've never tried it. Muffuletta. Tried and true.

Anybody want to take a trip to New Orleans?

OK - back to reality.........

Makeesha Fisher said it best.....

Wow, I can SO relate to this.....
Today seems to be the day for ripping off other peoples blog musings. But, they just say it better. Why reinvent the wheel?
Anyway. What she said. :)
for as long as it lasts......

I guess I'm learning........

You Learn (by Alanis Morissette )

I recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone
I recommend walking around naked in your living room
Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
It feels so good (swimming in your stomach)
Wait until the dust settles

You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn

I recommend biting off more then you can chew
to anyone I certainly do
I recommend sticking your foot in your mouth
at any time feel free
Throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind)
Hold it up (to the rays)
You wait and see when the smoke clears

You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn

Wear it out (the way a three-year-old would do)
Melt it down (you're gonna have to eventually anyway)
The fire trucks are coming up around the bend

You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn
You grieve you learn
You choke you learn
You laugh you learn
You choose you learn
You pray you learn
You ask you learn
You live you learn

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