~ (~) ~ the Things of These ~ (~) ~(Part #1 of 6) ~ (~) ~
It is those things such as these-yes... .
Like remaining on mute because your staying in tune with the close
captioning of the news set up in the picture in picture TV on the big screen. Of the
football game from the Bengles', loss, yes again, and yes again ""don't you know it "! As
your two fraternal twins sit there crying pulling at their heart
while one of the years before Super Bowl champs' from the Cowboy's knocks the ball out
from good old boy Chris Collinsworth's hands. As he's running with all that he's got not
but about twenty three yards out from the goal line. While soft tired whimpers can be
heard, pounding their legs and stomachs rocking away in all seriousness saying why, why,
why? And struggling yourself as a Father you teach them to take it all in stride and how
to watch the humorous spiels from the night before, and to never bet truly on anything
from them.
Sometimes sadly... !
Credences' Rolling on the River playing.
And so the many amenities yes the certain perks of benignity are as well I feel spending
the time with close family and the wondrous sounds yes tasty smells of "BAM" rosemary
wilted-spinach, fresh chopped mushrooms
shallots and garlic a splash of white and red wine vinegar a pinch of salt and pepper lots
of bacon and a thousand basil eggs hordes of cinnamon French toast and what every happy
family needs, a bunch of good old sage'd up getta and congealed grit pies sizzling and
popping away furiously in the butter on the stove in the iron skillets.
And though an extra the grits they are placed in purely-and-only as an honor for my family
and Father, of my past who now has passed. A personal favorite I too shared with him after
church on Sundays.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gq1roSoMS84
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2010
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