the b.a.s.i.c. band - basic trace

...and some grays.


This is my place to share some of my articles that I write at my blog place. You'll find a link to the right to my TraceBook and below this...my blog. Here I have added my most recent. Stop by. A bit of humor and hope...home-made! Hang with me. I have walls to lean on and posts that are off the hook. Where I hope to humor you with character! And I'm quite a character! My writings? Well, I call them sourneyalizings. My journaling about my sojourns and journeys...and the joys I find in the pain. Some northerners, like me, might call them sojoyneyalizings. My stuff? Always off the cuff and a little on the fringe. But, authentic! I'll give you the shirt off my back. You will have to roll up the sleeves cuz that's where I wear my feelings. On my sleeves above my fingerless gloves! My home? Home to the 8 senses: our music touches most senses, humor is the 7th one, nonsense. The 8th? That's my 2 cents. Trace	Tracy Lynne Glenn Create Your Badge
Morning Constitutional? I declare! Talk about your morning constitutional! NO! Not that one! TMI! PIMP LOL. Though both seem to cause a lot of crap these days! So, we were studying American History with our girl and the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution. Wow! What a great time we had and a fantastic reminder. These men foresaw when they pounded this thing out that this country would face times when it seemed to mean nothing to be an American whose God is our Creator, not the government! Two of my fave parts that we read? “The work of many minds, the Constitution, stands as a model of cooperative statesmanship and the art of compromise.” And: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it!” Whew! I know a lot of the masses seem to think that our rights are Happiness. Just to be given. No! The pursuit of it. Work for it! Not whether it suits you or not. Pursuit! Is per suitin’ up for work. These statements made me wonder how anyone could not see that these men from so many diff backgrounds, felt it worth the efforts to work together and build these for the good of our country. We must remember we are a melting pot, yes! That melts into Americans! Who believe and follow our Constitution Independence, I declare! Indeed, it used to be a melting pot whose pot was the strength and wisdom and character of our Creator, holding us all together no matter what differences. And the melted liquid was Americans of all flavors letting off a sweet fragrance to our Nation, other nations and our Creator. Now, it seems to be the liquidation of first being an American. And the pot that held us together? Is being traded in for a fryin’ pan that burns us and stinks up the whole country. Just sayin’… Finally, you know that your “other” morning constitutional isn’t always what it’s cracked up to be! PIMP LOL. But, The Constitution is! So, go have your morning constitutional or your evening and declare your independence. Refresh your memory and read both with your kids or your grandkids or just yourself. Be informed. Study…to show yourself approved. Politcally, intellectually and spiritually. Street Smarts is an avenue that must be walked to find the road to Intelligence and get going in the right direction! Have a fun week. Trace Feb 20, 2012 Add comment Share Heavy Hearts "Heavy ♥'s". Today, we were working on the studio version of a Robbie Robertson song to take a break from our originals. I was feelin' kinda heavy hearted and I thought...hmmm...I'll make a picture to tell how I feel. And, then the story and song came from that. Of course! So, take a load off. You've been heavy-hearted before, I am sure. You guys know that song ♫Take A Load Off Annie♫ by The Band, right? I love that song! Anyway, a li’l humor and a li'l ♫. That’s my diet for losing that kind of unwanted weight! B prayin’ B4U weigh in! Heavy prayin’ can lighten your weigh-in. Help you pound out a few burdens. And, it will tip the scales. In your favor. His favor... So, how many burdens does your heart weigh in at? Lay 'em down. Oh! And here is the link to the song. You will love it, I am sure. Take A Load Off Annie Trace Feb 19, 2012 Add comment Share Any progress is pro-purpose, I propose AND profess, on purpose! How do I feel about givin' up and struggling? To qoute me, “Any progress is propurpose, I propose AND profess, on purpose! Proof's in the progress". Say that 3 times fast. PIMP LOL. Really! Don’t give up! A couple years ago, when I wasn’t given many years to live and never to sing again, we recorded this song to step out in faith. Then, just recently, I took off a month and didn't sing just trying to rest and pray and think. To step out in faith. To get answers. Which was very hard for me to do. I like to keep on keeping on. That’s much easier for me than being still. Anyways, I gained 7 pounds which is good for me for looks, but not sugar wise. Messes me up with my weird body. No complaints. I decided to force myself to record last night and have a break-through. The force was with me, for sure. This morning? I weighed 7 pounds less. Not that I wanna lose weight, just glad to be movin’ a bit again. I move so much that it's exercise, anyways. Try it everyone! Singin's better than exercise. And, anything’s better than giving up! So, don't give up on whatever you struggle with. Just sayin'. Struggling means you're still workin' on it. Like I said before, "any progress is pro-purpose, I propose AND profess, on purpose! The proof’s in the progress". Again. Say that 3 times fast. PIMP LOL. What? Also, I have a blessing to share. Had a secret supporter front us the money to have some of our new CD’s made which will be paid back after we sell some. Take note on that one, guys! Be my "buy guys"! Not my bye-bye guys! PIMP LOL. As in, stick around. Don't say bye bye! We do so appreciate all of you who have stuck with us! Through it all. The new CD will have a few faves in it & a few new songs. Now, if I could just find a producer to do all the work. Nah! I'll just switch hats. I have a lot of work to do! But first? I gotta finish the final studio version of “Broken Arrow” with full band. I still can’t decide on the vocal track to use, so I made another. What? It’s a blast to sing & reminds me of His peace on this day when I need to be reminded of it. Most folks would think that $200 is not alot of money, but to us? It's a fortune! That's makes us umm...fortunate. Well, hope you enjoy the video and song. Working on some new stuff this week…in faith! Appreciate you guys allowing us to share our hearts. And 1♥! One Heart 1♥ (by the b.a.s.i.c. band) Feb 17, 2012 Add comment Share Look Thru Catty Spectacles OR Be a Catty Spectacle! Who? Me? Ow! Today's story? Well, itzabout cats and spectacles and superpowers! I was looking for some inspiration today, so I dug out my inspiring baby blue sparkly Cat-Eye glasses. So’s I could see better! They just make everything seem more purrty! Except me, right? I look purrty nutty! I know they are quite out there. But, I’d rather look batty than act catty. What? Well, someone had said something the other day that made me think “Me? Ow!” Really! It was about me and wrong and hurt! Owah! So, I was thinking about cattiness and remembered I had these cat eye glasses. You know my train of thought. It ends up at the caboose a lot! Well, I always gotta find something good out of something meant for bad. I was thinking this quietly when I heard the words yesterday. Yes, it stayed in my head, and off the lips. Miraculously! Back to what I was thinking. I thought, “WHAT?@#! I know you didn’t just say that. Maybe you need to put my cats on to see how catty you’re acting”. See, the glasses have Catty Vision. Kind of a super power like ex-ray vision only they see cattiness a mile away. PIMP LOL. The glasses will forever make me think of this incident and be my Catty Radar Glasses! For me, too! I wanted to say something to defend myself, but didn’t. I thought “scratch that”! I realized, in this situation, it wouldn’t be heard over the scratching and clawing. So, I retracted my claws. (Another super power for some. Mine never seem to work right. They always scratch me instead!). Anyways, you can see in my photo, I am hiding behind my crazy baby blue sparkly cats. So I can see. Quiet confidence in God is a lot more purrty than loud caterwaulin’ about someone else or even yourself. When you feel like “say what?”, look up! Pause before you get the claws out on those paws! Better to look UP thru the catty spectacles than sink DOWN and be a catty spectacle! Look up, smile, purr and blow a kiss. Or! Look down, rile, curse and hiss! You decide. Well, that’s a wrap! No. Really that’s a rap. It rhymes. You know you wanna go back and rap it. Go ahead. I did! In closing, you can mark your territory to keep everyone out or mark your world to let others see in! But, mark my word? Check out God’s Word. He lets everyone in! And, He's the only Super Power you need! So, have a fun day and get your cat on. I mean yo glasses, not yo plastic! Be real. Be real nice… It’s good furr you… And, them! Oh! And, the song for today? "Cat Scratch Fever", of course! ♫ Cat Scratch Fever..wa wah wa wah! Cat Scratch Fever..wa wah wa wah!! ♫ You know you just sang it with the guitar sounds too! PIMP LOL. Now, go make a spectacle of yourself. Cuz, it's better that a cat got your tongue, than you "got a catty tongue"! Just sayin'! Trace Feb 17, 2012 Add comment Share Blowin’ Kisses And Closet Prayers! Hung Up On Closest Worship! So, I couldn’t sleep last night. I got to thinking while I was talking to my Father in heaven. I was thinking about how He must want and so love for us to call Him Father. After all, we are his children. So, I really thought on that. And, thought... So, my story for today is much longer than usual. It's kind of a compilation of my thoughts over the past year or so with 3 songs and a bit of humor added in to help explain my heart. So, if you expect an expert, just export that thought. I'm no expert on the subject. Just life experienced! Like everyone. Hope you will stick around and experience it with me! Okay, so I was thinking about how calling God, my father, had to do with another hot topic in the world these days. "Worship". Well, not the world, but you know what I mean. It's been very prevalent in TV, churches, etc. It's not really a "worldly" thing at all, but sometimes it seems like it. I mean, it is a spiritual thing, but it must extend out to the world if we are indeed truly loving and worshipping God the way I see it. We must touch the world. And, worship is not just music. I will talk about that more later in this story. Speaking musically, when I see alot of the bands on TV, I look for interaction with each other and into their eyes for their hearts. Not just for show. I mean I know we perform, but performance should show the form of our hearts, even if it is a sacrifice when you're not up to it. God is. If the band isn't connecting with each other and the audience with their eyes and hearts and interacting, then I just don't get it. If we can't connect with those we see, how can we connect with God whom we can't see? It seems all for self, then. I'm not judging, just trying to figure this whole thing out. Even in the world, outside church I mean, I like to feel the band mates connect and see that. In fact, that's my way when I'm singing no matter what the stage. I have to look at my mates and the audience and connect. Whilst my spirit is connecting with God and them, too. Not just stay in my own box. I can have alone time with God at home. Or, even simultaneously. When I'm with others? I gotta actually be connected. Our performance should speak to hearts about the form of ours. Right off the bat, I will just say that I am no expert on the matter. Just experience, not expertise, and thoughts. PIMP LOL. So, anyways, back to the subject and how it pertains as a Father. Well, speaking as a mother and, I think, speaking as most fathers think, parentally, I would rather my daughter spend time talking with me or her father just getting to know each other, than just telling us how great we are. Please don’t have a cow or take that wrong. I do think it is a most awesome and beneficial thing to tell God that. I do that so very often in the good AND the bad times. Sometimes, it is quiet and sometimes it’s a loud yay or a song or a smile. Or just obedience. And our getting to know each other leads to us doing things for each other, sometimes, or a physical outpouring, like a hug or a kiss. Worship is not just the outward show, but more the inward flow, first. Without the inward flow, the outward flow is flawed. We are not to judge each other on that. Worship is def between each individual and God, first. But, then, it should be evident to those around by your life. If you can "worship" musically and then be unloving, it's time to check your worship in the closet. I'll talk about that later. Worship to God should not push others out. And, the outward flow isn’t the same for everyone. No one should feel forced to sit or forced to stand and clap or raise hands or keep them raised. Or feel you can’t move or dance. Or let God move in you. Which I love to do. Or feel that there is a certain way to worship or a certain method to talk to God. Or not talk. How 'bout listen? Right? Unless it’s God himself doing the forcing, then we should leave the force stuff up to Star Wars. PIMP LOL. And, each of us knows that force inside of us, by His power in us. Conviction. I also thought about the times I felt closest and it was in my “closet” time. Kinda was a slip of the tongue when I was talking about this to God in my prayer time once. I said closet to God instead of closest. And, that stuck. That’s what I call my private time with God my “Closet Time”. It seems to me that the private one-on-one “closet” time talks with God are the closest we get to seeing Him. Same with singing alone with HIm. We should always check our worship in the closet and see how it hangs! TNT LOL. Closet chats are the closest chats. Closet prayers prove closest to true. In secret. In private. Where there’s no putting on. And you can leave all the hang-ups…umm..hung up where God can help you most! Well? It is a closet! Maybe you can even dig out your transparent strong suit! PIMP LOL. What? We should be getting our transparent on! Let others see our hearts. Okay! Now! Also, I do pray with my family and we do music together and study our bible and I call that worship. Because He is with us even then. We value and appreciate and are ever so thankful that He is with us always. Our simple worship. Going to help someone at their home and recognizing God’s power and presence is worship. Same with going to the hospital or anything that you include God in. Which we should try always to include Him. I can’t seem to turn God on and off, so I see God in everything. I never knew about him until I was in my 20’s, so, it may be diff for me. Oh! I knew something was up because I was so darn sensitive and could feel everyone else’s hearts even at a young age. I knew Someone was with me who could see everything and who knew me. Really knew me. So, back to the worship thoughts. I also realize there is public corporate worship and that is the big thing these days on TV and at all churches. They want us to do the same music and the same styles and the same production on every song. And, the same outward flow. Everyone and every stage looks the same. A formula. I know it seems to work for some and I am not judging nor saying it’s wrong. Just not right for me. Hate formulas. Except the ones in the bible. I know that in each town and every church, there are amazing and gifted individuals who want to serve and share songs. Not just the ones on the radio. They are great to do also, but after all? God uses even donkeys, why not churches use their own people to serve. Adults and kids. I think we're mssing out on some great relationships and music by keeping God in a box. I say "Don't keep your bibles in the box they came in. And, don't try to keep God in the one He didn't. Then, too, sometimes we might surely take our bibles outta the box and put God right in it. You know? Quoting scripture, but really not quite living out the script. We need to get to know Him before we're in a box!" PIMP LOL. So, the thing about us calling Him Father. Well, I was thinking that God made us male and female to have families so we could learn about the relationship thing He wants us to have with Him. It’s called love. Worshipping God is our outpouring of God’s value and worth that’s been poured into our life. Again, I see God in all things and people. And, if I was asked if I would rather have our kids worship us or spend time together getting closer. I think you know what I would say. I would rather they spend time with us, which speaks love, than speak love and have no time left to spend with us. I don’t claim to know God more than anyone else. No. In fact, I want to know Him so much more than I do. Just seems like a lot of people worshipping God and not really realting to each other or being real. Being forgiving and gracious and loving. Building real family relationships at church. I want to know God in His words AND in His people. Church and worship has to be in the heart, too. Then it can be anywhere and any way. And you must know that this is just my thoughts. Again! I'm not an expert! I was just up late doing some thankin’ and prayin. When my thankin’ got turned to thinkin’. I just know that for me? I think when we’re with people, God wants us to serve and love them. Really be WITH them. And let them do the same for us. That’s how we serve Him. To sum this up, I want to share a song of ours. The songs are a big part of my heart on this subject. What began my story and thoughts. You see, we did a song with my daughter many years ago when she was like 6 and it was about how we listen to sermons and go to church together, serving, but never getting to know each other, really. Not really a cut, just that we spend so much time trying to do the “worship” and “religion” thing that sometimes we forget that we are the body of Christ. Personally, I want to be close and have family we can be there for and vice versa. I've been missing that for some time. As our church grew and we built a new one and then split, and then changed so much, I see "friends" and "family" that worship but still don't aren't close. Or forgive. Or communicate or seem to care. I can't seem to reconcile that notion in my mind. Our churches may have to pay bills, but we are not a corporation, only. We need to work together and serve together and love together. That is real worship. That is real bible. It's not some kind of hocus-pocus magic. We must work at loving. Now, that's can be magical! PIMP LOL. When parents see their kids doing things together or simply obeying with a grateful heart, don’t they feel loved all the more? Doesn’t God feel that way when He sees His children serve together and get to know each others hearts and really care? REALLY care. How can we say we know God who we can’t see, if we don’t know people whom we see. I’m not preaching to anyone, just thinking. So here is a link to the song. We are fixing to redo the song on our studio very soon. I think I have talked my girl into singing it and me doing backup. Yes! Take a listen to this! I Dreamed I Awoke Oh! And, here is another song that I think fits with my thoughts here. Better Than A Hallelujah! Well, did you like them? Hope you took time for both. They are really what my heart is trying to say. There will be one more at the end. So, have a wonderful week. Have some closet time with God and spend some outta the closet time with his children. You will remember them as your closests times. A last thought. Worship for me is when I acknowledge either quietly or singing or serving or in any way...His ways...His love...His value and worth to me...in all things. ALL. Good and not so good. And praise is when I show my thanks and praise Him...in all things. Good and not so good. Like when I would blow a kiss to my daughter when she was in 1st grade...as she was leaving the car and going to class. Everything I had in me, was going out to her in that blown kiss. And everything she had came back in one. That memory and our song is really the whole crux of my story. Where it grew from. Blowin' Kisses is actually another song by Nicole Mullen that says it all. Another of my faves like the other two. It will be at the end. So, also, worship is actually the translation of two Greek words combined, meaning "toward" plus "to kiss." This Greek word combination is the most frequent word rendered to worship. "Worship" means to do reverence to. How striking! Worship means to kiss towards. It is like blowing a kiss to someone. We do reverence towards God by blowing Him a gentle kiss of affection to our Father and Holy Spirit and Jesus Christ. I always have that eternal picture in my head of being in the car loop blowing her a kiss and her smile as she caught it and blew one back. Everything we could possibly feel for each other was in that kiss. Though it couldn’t be seen with eyes. It was seen by the heart and soul and spirit. That is our worship and interaction with God. It is in our spirit. That part can’t be seen. And, the outward flow? Well, to me, it is my hope that when I am doing something I am putting my whole self into it as I do blowing a kiss. And, blow it forward to God. Saying, this is for You. I love you. In whatever you do… Whether it be saying I love you to someone that’s hard to love or giving something in secret. Or singing. Or, yes, even dancing or stepping back so someone else can shine. Maybe even not remembering a hurt done. Or forgiving… Fixing someone’s computer, cleaning a home. And, guess what? It's expecially worship when you don't feel like it and things just aren't going good. I know that for me, I sing and can especially connect with people and God when I am weak, which is always. Because He is ALWAYS strong in me. His value hasn't changed at all. No matter how I value myself that day. Like today, even. It is so medicinal to be obedient. To just sing when you hurt. But, that was another story I wrote. And, I don't just mean music. I mean it every sense of the word...service, too. Whatever it may be. It is worship when it is He that you desire to please. Here is the final song: Blowin Kisses (click this link, then click arrow to play) It was fantastic, right? Thank you for stopping by to talk about worship with me. And for staying a bit longer. Leave a comment if you wish or blow a kiss. Hope you enjoyed this. As that would overjoy me. Oh! And, the photograph? It's my daughter, Garnet Rose. Had one of us both blowing kisses to each other. We looked so much the same. Wow! I decided to just put hers as I have been using me as a subject for too long. PIMP LOL. Now, go out and get blowin' kisses... Spend a li'l time with the hurting, honey. Get lovified! Trace Feb 14, 2012 Add comment Share Grocery Store-ies, Scrambled Eggs And Saved Wings! Eggciting Stuff! Here are true grocery store stories. Guess you could call them "Grocery Store-ies"! First one goes like this: So, I am sick... Very! That dizzy Florida sinus ear head thing. Or, out of head thing. Let's just get that “eggs”cuse out right up front. So, I’m dragging myself through the store and we picked up our pre-ordered wings, which said “saved” on them. What? Well, they WERE baptized in the deep-fryer oil! Besides? Who would wanna eat unsaved wings! I mean, would they still taste heavenly? Then, at the register, I flung the cloth Publix bags up on the conveyor thing. All of a sudden, slow-motion kicked in and I could see all the eggs were smashing all over the place. Whoops. I told you I was sick. Talk about egg on your face. I had placed the eggs carefully on top of the bags in the cart so they would not get broken and forgot they were on top the bags. Right! Just that I forgot and grabbed the bags without looking and threw them down to the bagger! I laughed and told the cashieres a few egg jokes while I cleaned it all up. Like I told her as she handed me the paper towels and wipes that she could tell me "O-ma-let" you clean this up. Hope that cracked you up. Our very “egg”istence depends on how we react when life gets scrambled. Now, be a good egg and read this next grocery store story. It was somewhat eggciting, also. Here goes: So, who woulda thought going to the grocery store could crack us up. On the way we passed a guy on a bicycle who could have used my invention of Joxers or Below Riders. YOu can only guess that thye are boxers and jeans sewn together. Well, he certainly cracked us up! If you get my drift? I mean…umm…draft? I know he got a draft! Then, we drove past a huge puddle, noticing it a li'l too late and we splashed this guy with a grocery cart sitting along the road. Guess what he yelled out at us? “You lousy bum!” What? You’re kiddin’, right? Oh, no, he didn’t just bum us out. Cracked us up so bad. Honestly! We are not bums. We may look it sometimes and especially tonight not feeling good! Then while putting groceries away? We dropped the eggs and cracked 6 of them which cracked 3 of us up! So, hope your evening? Cracks you up instead of bumming you out. Laughter is medicine! If you stop for any length of time? You may "eggs"perience withdrawals, crack up or be bummed out! Our very “egg”istence should crack us up once in a while...to keep us from getting fried. Or cracking under pressure! We all need "shell"ter from the heat or when life gets scrambled! PIMP LOL! Hmmm...my last 2 blogs were about pickles and eggs? Food for thought? For me? That's all food is. Thought... PIMP LOL "O-ma-let" you go, now. Night! Trace Feb 13, 2012 Add comment Share In A Pickle, Cucumbered And Slightly Ajar! My computer was acting slow & encumbered, so I ran my SpyBot in safe mode. It found 4 spyware and adware virus’s called “Pickles”. I knew something was ajar! I guess you could really say my computer was acting all slow and cucumbered. And, those pickle virus’s def weren’t sweet! So sour my PC was choking and burping! Like it’s owner! That wasn’t kosher with me at all. I did not relish the thought of my computer being pickled. So this li’l gherkin went into safe mode & jarred those pickles. I really need my computer to be pickle free cuz it’s my bread ‘n butter. Have a sweet week. If you run into someone acting sour and cucumbered, don’t get too jarred. Be sweet, anyways. Keep all your pickles in a jar. Then you won’t be ajar OR in a pickle OR a pickle in a jar. Now, that? Is our spiritual bread ‘n butter! So, let's just dill with it! PIMP LOL. Hope you have a fun day! And, I'm not gherkin you around! Remember! Being nice can be unencumbering AND uncucumbering! Talk about jarring your memory!! And, the computer's! Trace Feb 13, 2012 Add comment Share Life Hits Hard! Don't Forget Your Hard Hats! Today's story is gonna be very short and easy on the eyes. As in, a very short read. Nothing hard to take in or figure out. Let's just say that this photograph art of fingerless gloved hard fists and hard hats is for those days where everything hits you hard! Hard hats optional. Praying? So necessary! Fingerless gloves? A must! For me, anyways! So, have a good day and more power to ya! Rock on because with God all things are possible. No complaints. I got my hard hat, my praying and my fingerless gloves on. All day. If the sign that's up in your life today reads "Life. Hard Hat Area", then get you a hat! Don't forget your spiritual hard hat, too. You can't sees it, but it helps you seize the day. PIMP LOL. You seize and sees that, right? Good. Now, I gotta go seize that! Trace Feb 9, 2012 Add comment Share "The Bacon Bouquet" AND "The Barking Bouquet"! "The Bacon Bouquet"! For everyone who brings home the bacon. Or, cooks the bacon! A bouquet of bacon roses! Pretty cool! Well, I guess I mean pretty sizzlin’! PIMP LOL. Sizzlin’ gift for Valentine’s. And, it’s easy to make! I found it on line. I came up with one for kids, too. It’s called "The Barking Bouquet". Made of hot dogs. I just slice the hot dogs long way almost the whole way thru. Then slice across the hot dog about 8 times halfway thru. Open them up & lay flat side down in a hot buttered pan and brown them until they curl up. Cool and stick on the ends of fake flower stems with or without leaves. Or kabob sticks. Then stick in a vase and serve. You also could serve one each on a stick in a mug of root beer as the vase for each kid. Hot dog! Anyways, be creative in showing love. Throw some extra into the ordinary! Just look at the extraordinary gifts all around us our Creator has made in love and for us to enjoy and learn from. I am always amazed at how extraordinary even the ordinary is. To me… Gotta go cook some bacon. Hot dog! I decided to add something I wrote a few days later on Valentines Day. Here goes: So, my husband said that since being transparent is not one of his strong suits, he was going to be transparent for my gift. I was thinking to myself…rather, I was seeing in my head an actual transparent suit! PIMP LOL. I could see right through that story and see a joke was coming! But, I said “Cool! I love free gifts". He said, “Got any cellophane? I gotta wrap things up”! What? Very funny! No, really we make our own cards. Saving the money for things like real groceries. Well, I guess you could eat chocolates and candy hearts for supper, right? How ‘bout a Bacon Bouquet or a Barking Bouquet? Anyways, give the gift of transparency. Wrap yourself in cellophane & show your heart! Be real. Someone they can trust. Not just to your mate, but to your family, friends and God. He already knows our hearts. That’s the good news, the bad news…and The Good News! Another free gift! Oh! And, while I do have a transparent suit, our strongest suits are the full armor of God! Just a side thought? I was thinking how cool it would be to have a video game where you do quests and wear the full armor meanwhile learning. I mean, you could do upgrades and create characters and the possibilities are eternal. Hmmm... Have a wonderful Valentine's! Oh! And, of course, you guys all know I am talkin' 'bout spiritual cellophane, right? Trace Feb 9, 2012 Add comment Share Mileyge! Give a mile, take an inch! At a garage sale, my daughter and I got a pair of Miley Cyrus jeans, jean jacket and a sweater to share. All 3 new and all 3 Miley Cyrus. Guess you could say we're going to get alot of Mileyge out of them. PIMP LOL. What? You’re never too old to wear what you want! Grow bolder instead of older. And, you’ll get a lot more mileage…or umm…Mileyge, in my case. Have a fun day. No matter what age or how you think you measure up, you'll get alot more mileage out of life if you jump in with both feet and you give a mile and take an inch. Even, when we know most people, when you give an inch, they take a mile. Now, that's a yardstick of truth! Trace Feb 8, 2012 Add comment Share Older Posts »