I figured I'd echo out Ea's blog with my own. It's funny how random scenarios from VERY select people tend to matter to me in the long run. (This helps build mutual bridges how?) Blog-worthyness verging on irrelevant. And I'm clearly uninspired, she of all people knows that. But I'll do it anyway.

This is for you Ea.

I don't really take pleasure in dwelling on the hitches of my everyday much less the hitches of other people, regardless of how close I am to them. That's aloof little me. Not.

I can do as much as empatize and lend an ear when venting helps you (yes you ea) feel better. I dunno how my discretions would as much as soothe your little frustrations and atrocities with God-know's-what in whatever thinkable way. It's the very LEAST I could do without it looking like a 21-year old getting smothered by a 15-year old. Unlikely. But those are the quirks of our friendship I'll always value and will definitely stand the test of time...and sanity.

A nifty little trick I use whenever I'm in any way upset or just feeling crappy. I keep fragments of happy memories in my pocket. Like a memory panorama I can play in the foreground of my mind. And believe me, I always light up. My mood changes significantly. Call it schizophrenic. But it works. Try it. Take my word for it. And help make this world a happier place.

In closing, I'd like to borrow a verse......from my selection "guilty-pleasure" songs. Haha. It goes:

"When the dog bites,

When the bees sting,

When I’m feeling sad.

I simply remember my favorite things

And then I don’t feel,

So bad!"

So there. A nugget of wisdom from the great Julie Andrews. And a thought from Glo Anne.