Meg here.
I called my sister yesterday to tell her that an aunt had died. The conversation ended up with me whining–I know, it wasn’t Whiny Wednesday! She patiently listened to my litany of woes, not even saying whoa once! I finally asked her if I was a drama magnet. Why did so many things happen around me?
Or, was I sweating the petty things, and petting the sweaty things?
God bless my sister, my heart and Twisted Sisters. I’m still not sure how they can stand to put up with me. 
So just for today I’m declaring NO DRAMA FRIDAY. Troubles will be nothing more than the tinkling of chimes in my garden. I will be a hollow reed, or in my case, a hollow Reid, where troubles will blow through me like the wind. And will remember TS Marilyn’s bestest quote: This too shall pass.
If all of that fails, I will reflect on the awesome dream I had last night.
Hiya, Megster –
I see the picture of the deep blue water . . .
What was the awesome dream last night? ~VBEG~
Hiya, Bob!!
Well, I’m not letting anyone know the contents of my dream, but it did involve blue water, tropical location, and boats. 999999
WOOT! WOOT! 999999
~VBEG~
Ah, i can feel the tranquility oozing through the ‘net.
Ah….thank you, Margaret!
Yes, tranquility and harmony and quiet house.
Some people thrive on chaos.
Some of us would rather kick back in our resty spot and contemplate our navels.
Unfortunately, those people who thrive on chaos keep chaos-ing on OUR lives.
Lovely picture.
Now I’m heading for my resty spot.
Chaos is leaving for Florida.
Refusing to grant power over us is empowering.
Think I’ll go to my oasis and watch the grass grow.
Thanks for wise words of wisdom.
Yeah, I like that picture too.