OK I missed Wednesday By a few minuets… It’s Wednesday somewhere:

Gross fact for Wednesday:
Feet sweat because there are about 250,000 pores on their soles that squirt a quarter cup of liquid each day.

I saw something on TV a few nights ago that bothered me. It wasn’t the content, ( the fact that men wanted to become women) It was the choice they made for a mate after all was said and done. The first guy had a wife and a child and had been in the Army. His choice to leave them both must have been a hard one for him to make….. but maybe not too hard….. because after all he was gay right? He was living a lie… The second man had been a doctor and he too had felt he was born in the wrong body… So the most likely choice would be a sex change…He was Gay too right?( And I have to say he turned out to be pretty striking… Both of them really…) Now here’s the bothering part……. They both made a woman their mate! Do some men really love women so much that they want to become them?…

Any way… I want to post another song today…… lets just sit back and tap our foot and nod our head to the soothing sounds of Bob Seger ( I always liked to think he was singing that song to me..Except my name wasn‘t Janey)…….
AGAINST THE WIND:
It seems like yesterday
But it was long ago
Janey was lovely, she was the queen of my nights
There in the darkness with the radio playing low
And the secrets that we shared
The mountains that we moved
Caught like a wildfire out of control
Till there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove

And I remember what she said to me
How she swore that it never would end
I remember how she held me oh so tight
Wish I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then

Against the wind
We were runnin’ against the wind
We were young and strong, we were runnin’
Against the wind

And the years rolled slowly past
And I found myself alone
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home
And I guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worried about paying or even how much I owed
Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searchin’
Searching for shelter again and again
Against the wind
A little something against the wind
I found myself seeking shelter against the wind

Well those drifters days are past me now
Ive got so much more to think about
Deadlines and commitments
What to leave in, what to leave out

Against the wind
Im still runnin against the wind
Well Im older now and still
Against the wind

When the sun is in the mid sky, he wears a golden crown
And he soaks the world with sunshine as he makes another round
It's been a faster year than yesterday, all the things that I had planned
And when I think I might be gaining
I'm in the sunshine once again
Well I walk the road of life among the strong, among the weak
And I ask them for the shortcut to the answers that I seek
But it seems nobody understands what is and what will be
Oh, the questions of my childhood weave a web of mystery

Can you get me through these changes?
Well I sure don't know about life, but one thing for sure
All I need is you babe, we got to get the golden key to unlock the door

I don't need to face a world of disillusion
I've come to one conclusion that I know you know is true
In the game of silent searching the cost of love is rising
And I'm just now realizing I'd be better of with you

It's a game that I've been living, now
I need to know what's real
Can you help me find the answers, can you tell the way I feel?
Will you stay with me forever, just stay with me tonight
Kansas

CALLING MY CHILDREN HOME:

Those lives were mine to love and cherish.
To guard and guide along life's way.
Oh God forbid that one should perish.
That one alas should go astray.

Back in the years with all together,
Around the place we'd romp and play.
So lonely now and oft' times wonder,
Oh will they come back home some day.

I'm lonesome for my precious children,
They live so far away.
Oh may they hear my calling...calling..
and come back home some day.

I gave my all for my dear children,
Their problems still with love I share,
I'd brave life's storm, defy the tempest
To bring them home from anywhere.

I lived my life my love I gave them,
to guide them through this world of strife,
I hope and pray we'll live together,
In that great glad here after life.

I'm lonesome for my precious children,
They live so far away.
Oh may they hear my calling...calling.. and come back home some day.
Emmylou Harris

Wow…. This is a new one on me… I got a private message from someone that said they weren’t sure “what” I was…. And that I was (quote) a “freaky” person… except they spelt it freekie. And then the word scary was used…and untrustworthy …. How can someone make such a judgment against me without knowing me? Have I come across that way?…..In my journey to find myself through this blog I think I have made myself look like something that’s not real…And by doing that I have opened the door for strangers to enter and judge me… harshly. So I have prepared this warning……………….

What you are about to read is for Mature audiences only. Children under 18 should not read my blog because you wouldn’t understand it anyway…matter of fact make it 30. Children under 30 should not read my blog! Go to the kid’s section on the stream and enjoy…… leave my thoughts alone.

Now with that said ……… Thank you friends for cheering me up… All of you are the best friends a “freekie” person could have….I blow you all a kiss just like they use to do at the end of Price Is Right!