Wise Bud

Continuing with the photography, this was pre-meditated. Four Budweisers down, I wa able to carefully peel off the stickers off the bottle and label them on the tabby.

He has been my billboard for most anything.

🍻 Do not drink and drive. Put the bottle aside, pull over, take a swig, and then drive.

Nooo… seriously, it is not a question of capability, it is a question of safety. Drink at home or Uber. 😬

Netflix- Wine Country

Is it just me, or did anyone else make the connection of “Wine Country” on Netflix with “The Hangover”?

Of course, all these stellar lady comic geniuses coming together is no match to the hunky “The Hangover” bunch, but heck! I connected with them.

It was perfectly timed, bad news with a sprinkle of fairy dust, lady laughs, cussing and swearing and Amy Poehler and Maya Rudolph and Tina Fey and Katherine Hahn (I may have misspelt, what with 6 Buds down) can do no wrong. Go girl power!

While I fight my own battles with this bitch of a life, these fun, successful women have helped a lot dealing with this pain and anger.

Move over, Phil Todd’s hunky Hangover, it’s time to break the glass ceiling with women being funny and silly. Tears of joy, laughter of sadness- this movie was like an ice cream before hitting the hay.

Much love, from one broken woman to all those broken ones out there. 🤗

Remy

Just remembered,

The confused glare.

The righteousness,

Pouring out of,

Your tobacco stained lips,

Your alcohol tongue.

Breathless in the heat,

Ridiculous in the sun,

Swearing at every turn!

What is your goddamn problem?

That stupid green thing,

Guiding you to madness?

Or the voices in your head,

Saying, “turn back”?

You can’t decide,

I can’t let go.

What a conundrum!

Let’s just kick the dust,

Wait for it to settle.

A hundred years gone by,

Still can’t make decisions.

It’s not very hard,

It’s not very easy.

Sometimes, you and I,

We will make sense.

Other times, we will not.

Who cares? You did.

A little too much.

Practicality, screw that.

You spat and regretted,

I sucked up and moved on.

Images, they linger.

Dreams, they conquer.

Ludicrous power on,

My imagination you had.

What a way to say goodbye,

If it wasn’t for you,

I’d probably die.

Don’t make any sense,

Try and understand.

Sometimes the rain,

It brings a lot of pain.

Some of this may rhyme,

Some of this may not.

It stays between us,

Just us and thus.