Inspirations and Aggravations

Inspirations and aggravations...they both seem to be magnified at times like this.

One of my favorite inspirations came from my brother-in-law. Thank you Charlie Ray! You were right, it has become my theme song, or maybe, my battle cry.


A Warrior's Call

My most recent aggravation would seem like a small thing, but it bothers me more every day. On my way home, or just about anywhere else, I keep passing a Memorial Day flower sale. I understand that it's Memorial week. I mean no disrespect to anyone who has a loved one who has been taken by breast cancer. This particular sale has a bright pink ribbon, right out in front. I have put all negatives thoughts out of my mind. That stupid ribbon sits there waving at me every time I pass it. I love pink ribbons, but it's a grave marker! It's negative. I don't even want to see it. I've weighed my options. I decided the first, to just drive up over the curb and run over it, was not a good idea. So, you will see me taking the long way around.

(A note to my co-contributors; you both have blogs, and know how they work, help me! What settings can you change to help me make sure everyone who wants to can see my posts, and comment, can? Thanks Lacy and Shareen)