The cat is sick. The toast is burnt. The oat meal is so thick it can be eaten with the shovel I plan to use to set out the pansies. Economy is down. People are hurting. The neighbors’ house burned to a crisp. Every time I step outside to feed the cats all I smell is a mixture of tuna and burnt house. All I hear are neighbors cussin’ and raising hell. I have enough work to keep me busier than a one armed paper hanger. Lots of unanswered questions bounce around in my head. How do I work the new health care site? What can I do to make a difference? The New Year is almost here and I am plagued with that feeling of excitement and uncertainty. My closet is about as unorganized as my uncombed hair. My voice is still clouded with phlegm. Every time I try to sing I sound like a cross between a bull frog and a constipated cow. So I guess this is a wonderful day to start a blog on positive thinking and the joy of living. Living, that’s what I’m doing as I sit at my computer in my plaid pants and a striped shirt typing away. Despite the gloomy circumstances that hang over me I am happy. Happiness isn’t the absence of sorrow. It’s the presence of faith.
In the past I’ve tried to write posts that I thought others would enjoy reading. I’m known most for my attitude and humor but for the Boa Flouncer’s Blog I will focus on the Boa Flouncer’s journey – the journey of a person who is committed to living her life on her own terms. You can expect to see posts on a variety of subjects – style, writing, performing, cooking, inspirational posts and more.
Strut with me, honey and let’s get this thing in action!