this....

is my dream bedroom.

I am not kidding....

This bedroom

belongs to the person

who is buried under all of the layers of

conformity.

When I first saw it, it took my breath away.

I would totally sleep and dream here if I could.

The only thing that

confuses

me a little bit is the

 chandelier.

I might have to move it a mite higher.

Tomorrow is the day.

We will live at the beach in a big old house for a week.

Bikes are in the van

along with lots of food,

 toys for the children,

my fine china,

two pumpkins,

three french hens,

lots of candles,

my percolators,

a deck of uno cards,

four strictly for pleasure books,

my bose cd player,

two big bottles of bubble bath,

and my comfy shoes and clothes.

Dad is doing well...

I had him at the doctor early this morning for a follow-up.

Hopefully that situation will remain stable.

I plan to leave all of the cares of my world on this side of the big bridge.

So,

I'll leave you with this tonight....

"Pleasant words are like a

honeycomb,

sweetness to the soul

and health to the bones."

Proverbs 16:24