I know George

Yes George … I know George … There is no teacup … well you see George it’s like this.  painting teacups is work.  Yes George it is the sort of work I enjoy doing but yesterday was Sunday and Sunday is my day of rest. Well no I guess I didn’t really get a lot of rest yesterday. Well I was doing something else. …. Hmmmmm … Something called paying forward.

 

Decor Nanny

Yes George. You did hear right. I have become a Decor Nanny … Or if you prefer Decor-Nanny. So.
So? That is the latest and greatest expression George. Must be a sign of intelligence I guess. Well I hear it all the time when I listen to CBC radio.

So, what I do as a Decor-Nanny is … I go to your place with my Decor-Maid kit and I help get your creative juices flowing.
You don’t get it do you George?
It’s about art George. And really you mustn’t feel bad. Most people don’t get art. That’s why artists would much rather associate with other artists.
What is an artist? Good question George. ACK.

New Year 2013

Happy New Year to you too George.
Resolution? Did I? Is that what you want to know? Are you really interested in whether I have made resolutions for 2013?

Why George? Tell me why you would be interested in anything I have to say.

That is an interesting response. My #1 resolution for 2013 is to try.

My reasoning? Well George as we all know life is difficult … Very very difficult for some, perhaps less so for others. As I see it George the only thing anyone can do in any situation is to try.

In my case I will try to better understand the what, why, when, who and how of life.

I know George … This might sound a bit dismal. But really George I do have hope that 2013 will be a better year.

I’ll let you in on a little secret George. 2012 was not good. I guess my last little poem of New Years Eve was one example of resignation for the whole year.

You do? You really do wish to hear my poem?
Well thank you George for your encouragement …

My Poem for 2012 Passing
Syria my sister
Hello hello hello
From here to you
So far away
One morning I awoke
And you were gone
My dear twin
They had taken you
The cancer, they said
The cancer had spread
Where are you now
Syria, my twin
By Maggiequinn dec 31, 2012