I am told by my beloved, or is that belabored, staff, that it is way past time for me to talk to everyone again. So, again I sit, in noisy contemplation, and sprout nonsense that RedRoses will jot down (read Capture Text), spell check (I'm not that great when I'm in noisy contemplation mode) and place before you to read or ignore at your choosing.

I am told it is now May, which only brings to mind flowers. But other then the trees bursting with white and pink blossoms outside my door, I haven't seen too many flowers.The weather we've been having lately, Frost, Monsoons, Hurricanes, Nor Easterns, Wind, Rain, and Frost again, probably has not helped. I'm told, by a reliable source named fivespice, that weeds are out, but I don't really consider them flowers. Cept maybe the one's that look like flowers. The ones that I don't know are weeds because, well, basically, I've never had what would be called a green thumb.

Don't get me started on my attempts at Brussel Sprouts.

Truly, you don't want to know.

I'm so pathetic, that at work, the landlord waters my plant.

I just aim it where I want it to go. It's this big vine plant that has finally reached and is turning it's first corner.I have hopes that (and now I age myself) it will grow to be like that one in the movie with Katherine Hepburn. But it doesn't much matter about MY lack of green thumb, because I'm in a condo now. I can't grow anything on my balcony, the squirrels eat it. I can't grow anything indoors, Christmas my cat will eat it. Christmas is the Mikey of cats, she'll eat anything. Which includes ribbon, rubber bands, tissues, scotch tape, paper if it's wrapping paper, plastic newspaper bags, and anything else that can make my life a living hell keeping it from her. Have I mentioned she's addicted to chocolate and I have to keep it locked up? Some things she apparently got from my upbringing of her.

But that's beside the point, I'm here to do an editorial!

Which actually, I suppose since it's my chance to tell you what's on my mind, I am doing. However in a very jumbled up way. But you know, my mind is very jumbled and I'm kinda use to it like that. It's been like that ever since I can remember thinking about how badly my mind was organized.

So, I'm going to wrap this up and call it an Editorial with just one last reminder............ Christmas in July is JUST around the bend. Stay tuned for upcoming details!

Thanks all for coming and traveling through my mind. Please make sure you don't wipe your feet UNTIL you exit.

My mind may be disorganized, but that's no reason to make it dirty also.

That's all for now!

Marianne G, signing off