Water Sking...a metaphor for life...

As I looked at the new picture in the header, I had a thought (it happens). Even though that isn't me, is it me really??? (this may be too deep for summer thinking)
Is it me hanging on at the end of a rope connected to an unseen spotter and driver of the boat? Hanging on in faith, my life in their hands. I can let go at any time....and just float along....or keep moving forward....hanging on for dear life...

any thoughts?

anyone out there just hangin' on by a little white rope?
or just floating along...

Words from the Bakery

Did you know that a cinnamon bun can talk? I saw that gluten filled brown beauty standing tall over the tarts. It had climbed to the top of the display case and it wanted to dive into a bag and be somebody's sweetie.

How could someone have taken that which was attached yet leave one icing covered cinnamon swirl laden lovely behind? What is with the gluten eaters of this world?? Cinnamon buns people! They need to STICK together!

And as "Cinny" inched towards the edge, aiming for a bag she kept saying

Pick me, pick me.

Reeeeeally. She did. The voice sounded like Mrs Baker's but I heard it clearly.

"Cinny" left with Maureen.

I'm sure they were very happy together.

It's ok to laugh

...during Lent.

This blog made me laugh.

And he makes really nice furniture too.

SippicanCottage

I lost my job making glass eyes for merry-go-round horses back in my youth. I decided to become a mercenary commando soldier, you know, hired gun, but unwisely chose the Salvation Army as my outfit. I never got to kill anybody, and I've got tinnitus in my right ear from the bell now.

Silly words

If I had super powers I would be...

WORD GIRL!!!

fighting for truth, justice and the right word.
crime doesn't pay and the right word is priceless.