will THIS journal post?

the last one would neither publish nor save to a draft. hmmmm.

it's another day......a new dawn here in Sparrow Cottage.

bacon frying in the pan, two slices of wheat bread with honey waiting to be toasted........Annie & Rio are following their morning breakfast ritual......where they take a few bites out of their own bowls, then Rio meows and they switch.  they do this until the bowls are empty.....and the kitties are now satisfied that the owner of this little home is being fair with each & every meal served to them.  just like kids, afraid that one is getting more than the other.......funny felines.

eggs wait by the stove......butter too.  lullabyes play on.......a soft soothing way to wake up.  a back full of spasms being ignored to the best of my ability......play through.  move onward.......the windows are full of condensation.......we have so much rain now that everything is saturated.  my hair looks like einstein met a cotton candy merchant at the fair and i am their baby........fluffffffffy!~

sleepy, so sleepy, but the clothes are finally in the dryer.  they've been more than patient........today i begin taking care of STEVE the CAT.  he lives next door and he is depending on me to come over and care for him.  he will probably hide, but i plan to speak softly to him while i am there.......perhaps he will come out and introduce himself. 

i was fearful to take this responsiblity on.  what if i can't?  that is always in the back of my mind.....the can't worries.  i've always tried to think of the word can't as a batter at the plate.  the pitcher sends the ball towards CAN'T.......and 'ol can't knock's that 't high and far..........over the player's heads.........over the fence......

that's when CAN takes over.......CAN drops the bat and begins to run........rounding the bases with the confidence i want to feel........the power of self, the power to believe.  if i try it could be......if i have faith what can stand in my way? 

the bacon is resting, the eggs are sizzling in the pan......about time to eat.  eggs flipped, toast pushed down.....time to get a drink.

gonna try to have faith today.  a little bit of faith at a time.......helps to see what Can did to that 'T.......knocked it high and far for a home run. 

now to see if this journal will post........wish us luck....me an DS.  hugs, ruthie