How many eggs?

Standing at my back door, breathing the fresh cold air, I could see the heat escaping my home. It turned the treed backdrop into a watery existence. Dreamy almost. It made me think of how everything is so transient. What you think, isn't always how it is. Certain questions asked of you, or comments made are really only to find out what the other person wants to know so they can put it in some sort of "place". Or, to find out if it is going somewhere they don't want to tread, and not because they might be feeling the same. I feel almost deceived, in a way (by my own self of course) and the skillful turn of my own wordage back on me.

It is interesting to me, that some want to eat their cake and everyone else's too. But when you state that you are happy with just one piece of cake at a time, then it is a "High School" way of thinking (quite the opposite if you ask me). It applies pressure to the other person. I read, recently, that pressure can only come from within. I agree with that. I haven't applied any pressure or assumed any particular result onto this other person. I am just trying to go with the flow; Enjoy my cake while it sits before me. I, myself, like to savor the flavor before moving to the next. Unless, satisfaction comes from the one I am eating (no pun intended) leaving me feeling quite full. If I am enjoying this "cake", I will also express it and share this knowledge with others I care about. Not to say, however, that I am going to share my fork (again, no pun intended). Germs most certainly would ensue. Do I need to have cake in my life to be happy? No. I am happy with myself and knowing that I am doing the best at all I do. Do I enjoy the sweet treat that cake provides? Most certainly. And I will gladly partake if it is one that appeals to my taste buds. If it provides a bitter taste, then pushing it away is something I most willingly will do. Thus the term "skidmarks on my kitchen floor", (some don't get what I mean when I say this, so there ya go)

Ok..enough of the obvious metaphor.

My life is Good. Abundant with so much, I can't help but be thankful. I may whine a bit...annoying as that is...But I always come back to my grounding. My chin so high, Leno would be jealous.

Now...bring on the antacid....