Tuesday, April 14, 2009

I LOVE PURPLE

4-14-09...I LOVE PURPLE

At some time in my life I got 'fixed' on purple. My gosh my brain is all washed with it. If it is purple I want it. I have been known to buy things I don't need just because it is purple. All shades of purple are appealing to me. At one time all my bath and bed linens were purple. Now to my dismay the color is very hard to find.
In my first house I wanted my bedroom purple so bad. Well it wasn't deep purple but it wound up being lavender.
A few years ago I went in a big store. I have no idea what I went in there for. When I walked in the door my eyes glued on a sparkling display toward the back. I didn't know what it was but I saw a section of purples. Like a homing pigeon, or the cows coming home maybe I honed in and made a beeline for that purple. I hope no one was in my way because I would have probably run over them.
When I got there my eyes almost popped out of my head. Sitting there before me was the most beautiful bottles of lilac colored perfume I had ever seen. The bottle was tall and had a purple lid on the top that looked like crystal. Inside was a beautiful lilac colored liquid all shimmery with little glittery object that seemed to be floating around among purple violets. Oh My! My mouth was almost watering. I had to have some of this. I took two bottles off the counter and almost flew up to the check out stand. I know I must have been grinning from ear to ear. I grabbed up the bottles as soon as she scanned them, paid for them and told her I didn't need a bag for them.
I probably looked stupid walking to my car staring in to those bottles grinning like a Cheshire cat. Heck I didn't care I had me a bottle of the most beautiful liquid I had even seen.
I got in the car with my treasures and decided to spray some on me when I remembered I had not even smelled it yet. Did it smell good? Well heck it had to it was purple wasn't it?
I held it up and pushed down on the spray nozzle and it came out in a stream. It was running down my arm and on to my lap and in to my car seat. It wouldn't quit streaming until I pulled the nozzle off. And that was when I smelled it for the first time. It smelled like a skunk! I smelled like a skunk! My car smelled like a skunk! Oh Good Grief what do I do now?
I drove home almost choking on that horrible smell. I took three showers but still stunk. I washed my clothes but they still stunk. My car stunk for about 6 months. I would open all four doors and leave them open on windy days cold or hot.
I threw the offensive bottle out on the way home. (Litter Bug!) The other bottle was never uncapped but I still have it. It is still beautiful if you don't have to smell it.
Most purple things I have bought didn't leave a lasting impression like that did. But I'm still hooked on purple and if I see it I go to it and Ohh and Ahh. I love purple. YEP!

TRUE FRIEND BAD SEEDS

4-14-09...TRUE FRIEND BAD SEEDS

TRUE FRIEND

Having a friend like you is knowing
That you are always there for me.
We can talk or not say a word.
Share bad times or times of glee.
It is knowing within my heart,
When you are Praying on my behalf.
It is that feeling that I have
Whether I cry or laugh.
It's knowing that you understand
When I'm happy or when I'm sad.
And I don't have to tell you, you just know
when I need you or times are bad.
It's knowing you'll still love me
even if I'm not lovable today,
and you'll love me just for me,
Disregard things I might say.
Yes, you are a real true friend
and I thank God for you.
And I just Pray I'll always be
that kind of friend for you too.

© January 2009
Clydene Overbey

BAD SEEDS

When I plant a garden, all in neat rows.
It is such a wonder as I wait to watch it grow.
A tiny seed I drop. Into the earthly sod.
It burst forth in all it glory
a root, a plant, from GOD.
For god is the only one who could make a little seed
grow in it's abundance. For our bodies meet a need.
Lord help me to remember as I plant my garden today,
To sow my other seeds, kindness, understanding, & words I say.
For one tiny seed of malice can grow into mighty weeds
that destroy a life, a soul, Lord stay me from bad seeds
.