Return to Sleep Wallow...well it was a two hour snoozer...still feel like shot at and hit lol... that old run down feeling hehehe any body get the tag number that semi?.... think my ears were playin that old do you remember this sound game this moanin. Mabye it was just chit that goes bump in the night... ever see something move just out of the corner of your eye and when you look nothings there... my fruit of the looms wouldn't ever be the same if something was there lol... yeah like they whiter than white anyway...i'm kinda like the cable guy... my butt leaks...gee and he gets paid for that crap....Aint life grand...Awwweeeee geeesh.... they having a pancake breakfast next door at the park today...to raise money for the fire department... all you can eat pancakes and sausage (man I love that sausage) for four bucks a pop... and I'm broke... smell that sausage cookin already... funny my kid wont eat my pancakes, but he stuff his face at these fund raisers, I use the same pancake mix they use lol... guess I don't hold my face rite lol... Hard to be cheerful this moanin, Well I am a Chairfull lol... arm to arm hinny butt lol...yeppers this chair is full... thin my brain is as puffy as my hands,...these hands... they use to be so strong... so stiff and clumsy... they ache with the years... these hands were once the protectors, now long to be protected... they once were use to sooth and comfort... now they long to be soothed and comforted... these hands that held new life, and felt so brave... now fear life and are not so brave... these hands that once would race to someones aid... seek the aid of others in time of need...these hands that were once so...are now just so... these hands are my hands... they reflect the many different skills they must learn in life... to be strong, to be tender, to comfort, to hold...thank you for these hands O Lord... I think I aisd once I surrer PTDS, I tend to feel like a failure at times... guess the lack of sleep and pain, tends to add to the mixture of old russ's pot of brew...bubble bubble toil and trouble... beware the eyes of March... well my little angel wants out lol... she seems to sense when I'm feeling down and starts clowning around... God truely acts in many ways... and this dog do some actin sometimes... she makes me smile, aint life grand... I think so... and I think all my friends are grand too... this site is a blessing... best wishes Russ