Yes, We Have No Bananas

  There are times in each of our lives, where the fork in the road, is covered in kudzu. So what do you do? Turn around, remove the choking vines, or plow through making a new path, because both forks, f*ck.
To turn around you see the same stuff, boring.
You know I will not go into any vines, scared of snakes.
At least a new path, you can skip the fu*ked fork, right!! (at some point I may have to write the word, the little asterisk is pissing me off!)
  August had me laying stones for a new road. My favorite month, had too many bumps and bruises. Sharp turns, steep cliffs, and a weary soul was I. Usually the Leo in me, holds court, not this August. I had to dig and keep digging to find my joy juice. I promise you each day there is so much happiness, just sometimes it is like Waldo, hard to find even in that stupid striped shirt.
The rain this summer, tried to override my meds, but a few good books saved the day.
Amy Falls Down by Jincy Willet
Zealot:Life and Times of Jesus by Reza Aslan
Hadol and Hyacinths: a Bipolar Life by Melody Moezzi ( Best title ever)
Reading restores me, educates me, and allows me to let you in on my secrets.

   Orange is the New Black, is downloaded on my Kindle. However, I decided to watch the first series , before I read the book. May be a first for me, and what a good choice. I enjoyed it so much, all the characters are prison delicious, and would make nurse Ratchett proud, or maybe annoyed?? The casting in the series is over the top, crazy good.

  We saw in August the movie, The Butler, that brought back so many memories. I have never understood why a persons skin color made any difference. I cried through most of the movie, remembering the times so vividly. I remember the day I drank out of the colored water fountain, and my cousin nearly died. I did not care, it was a stupid rule. I would have walked with Martin if I could have, I was too young, but maybe I wasn't. Those times made me the person I am today. A person where the content of your character, is what should be judged, NOT EVER the color of ones skin. A must see movie, for all, to see. I hope.

  Bruno I have written about, hope you have had a chance to read some of my few August blogs, I have been in a funk!
  The thing that saved me, and touched my very core of happy, was my banana tree. Yes, you never know what will just thrill you, but that tree carried me. One morning, I was in my yucky ways, making the bed, gathering clothes to wash, and I decided to open all the windows in my bedroom. The side windows, I seldom open, but this morning, I did and the beanstalk was there!! My banana tree was up to my window of our two story house, waving her hands at me. " Look at me Bonnie, how can you be sulking!" said my tree. I always share joy, so I yelled downstairs to hubby, " Bill, I need you to bring my camera and I need help!"
He is huffing up the stairs, "What is wrong?" (see negative energy)
" I need you to take off the window screen, so I can hang out of the window and take a good picture of my tree." OK, thanks dear. ( I did not say dear, but he knows I was thinking it??)
" How am I suppose to take out this screen, this high up?" spoke the chemist in him.
" I don't really care, bring it in, let it drop, I have been called to take this picture of joy and I NEED IT" said I in a much loving way. He did and I did, take the photo, and I look at it and smile.  You will see.
 Happiness is all around us, sometimes you loose a window screen, but its a new path and its a new month,
and Yes, We Have No Bananas, but we have a tree.