Comments Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd

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historic

It was in the historic section of town that she first developed a love for the past. As she wandered from building to building, she was impressed with the architecture and the ghostlike feelings from the past. She wanted to know more, and would make it a point to start gathering information. Hooray!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 09.02.2013 @ 2:58 pm

stapled

I stapled my heart back together after it was broken into pieces by a jerk of a man. Now I realize that a good man would never break my heart just for the fun of it. My heart is mended, and now I use staples on paper only!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 07.24.2013 @ 1:49 pm

creative

Everyone is creative! People who say they are not are lying — creativity is involved in daily life in little and big ways all day long. The way you drive, comb your hair, prepare your food, garden — creativity is everywhere, but some times it is hard to access. Let loose!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 07.05.2013 @ 3:40 pm

blamed

I blamed myself over and over again. I spent years feeling guilty over what I had done. Then I realized that there was no blame or fault — just a human being trying to get by, and not being successful 100% of the time.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 06.25.2013 @ 11:48 am

lullaby

Let me sing you a lullaby from your childhood to make your evening more relaxing, I know there are things about being young that were not happy, but I remember how much you loved the sound of your Mother’s voice singing to you.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 05.19.2013 @ 2:02 pm

rocker

I live my life trying to make the fun and adventuresome choices so when I am an old lady, rocking in a rocker on a front porch somewhere, I will have great memories to think about!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 05.15.2013 @ 8:23 pm

beer

There’s beer and then there’s BEER! I only drink one beer at a time and not very often, so when I drink a beer, I want it to be tasty and wonderful. I tend toward imported beers, and have a hard time understanding Miller Light, etc.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 05.07.2013 @ 11:26 am

checkmate

Checkmate! I bet you thought I couldn’t play chess, but I guess I am proving you wrong over and over again. Now that I’ve beaten you three times in a row, with a fourth win on the horizon, perhaps I have earned your chess respect. Who is the smartypants now?

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 04.23.2013 @ 7:41 pm

vines

The vines were wrapping themselves around my heart, strangling my love little by little. When we first met, there was nothing around my heart but hope for the future.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 04.04.2013 @ 7:00 pm

fabricated

She fabricated that story she told you. Many people believe her lies, but I have long since stopped paying attention to anything she says. She is so good at fabricating, that I can’t tell fact from fiction, so I just dismiss her entirely!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 04.01.2013 @ 1:06 pm

bronze

Bronzed muscular men on the beach make bronzed gorgeous women on the beach feel happy, and vice versa.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 03.28.2013 @ 1:42 pm

cities

There are many cities around the world, but the city that is most important to most of us is the city where we were born. God bless our home town!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 03.17.2013 @ 12:48 pm

There are many cities around the world, but the city that is most important to most of us is the city where we live right now. God bless our home town!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 03.17.2013 @ 12:44 pm

knock

Knock, knock! Who’s there? The One Word Challenge! You knock my socks off! You are a knock-out.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 02.27.2013 @ 6:27 pm

compass

There is a compass in my heart which often points me to true North if I am paying attention. Sometimes the busy busy of this life creates too many outside distractions. I try to stay attuned as best as I can.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 01.12.2013 @ 12:29 pm

scatter

I love to scatter good cheer with words, smiles and anything else I can think of. A
Givings a compliment here and there makes me feel great. I once read that if you are thinking something nice about someone, you should say it to them.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 12.21.2012 @ 7:23 pm

object

I do not object to many things, but I do object to violence and meanness. For some reason, meanness is especially hateful to me.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 12.02.2012 @ 1:35 pm

cook

I love to cook, especially new recipes. The thing is that I don’t cook very often. Why do I deprive myself of the fun of cooking? I just am not in the habit of it. Gosh darn it! I did cook dinner recently, and it was great — I recreated a dish I ate in a restaurant, and I was very proud.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 12.01.2012 @ 1:44 pm

himself

He needs to get over himself. He thinks that he is just too fabulous for words. He doesn’t realize that most people disdain his approach to living so selfishly. He would be amazed to know that while he thinks the world of himself, but
his erstwhile friends think he is a jerk.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 11.30.2012 @ 7:18 pm

romance

The romance of life is quite extraordinary, and is always there and available to anyone. When life gets really dull, boring, and tough — find the ways to court yourself and put the romance back into it!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 05.16.2012 @ 12:31 pm

earring

That earring reminded me of Susan, who never wears a pair of earrings that match. I must remember to give her some of my odd ones. It’s fun to look at her face because her earrings are always interesting.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 04.16.2012 @ 11:21 am

generator

I want to be a generator of kindness. How schmaltzy is that? When I was a teenager, a friend told me she wanted to be kind when she was an adult, and I thought that was so admirable, but probably out of my reach. Now I know it is to out of anybody’s reach!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 02.28.2012 @ 11:54 am

maze

A labyrinth is not a maze. There are no tricks to it — walk slowly in, and walk slowly out. It is a form of meditative prayer. Or if you don’t like to pray, you can just clear your mind, be in the center, perhaps receive some inspiration and think about it on the way out. It’s a powerful experience no matter how you approach it.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 02.12.2012 @ 5:59 pm

savage

It’s savage the way some people are treated. What is amazing to me is that people can be inhumane to each other. I hope that we can learn from all of this and be better with each other.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 01.09.2012 @ 11:25 am

lilies

The lilies were there in my Easter memories — at church, at the grocery store, in the florist’s window. They seemed to be a pure representation of what Easter was all about. So tall and proud and beautiful. I was never a lily.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 01.08.2012 @ 3:54 pm

dozen

It would have been fun to have a dozen children and live in a great big house. I can just imagine how I might have dedicated a big part of my life to that. But we had a little house, and we stopped having children when we ran out of room for them. And when we ran out of money, too!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 01.06.2012 @ 12:11 pm

champagne

We had champagne on New Year’s eve at our amazing and weird party. We had a person who is transgender, a person who is frequently homeless, a person who just found a job for the first time in years, an accordion player, a 94 year old amazing man, a retired school teacher and coach, and me, who prides herself on being weird. What a group, and what fun we had!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 01.02.2012 @ 3:13 pm

cactus

I almost sat down on that cactus. You know the one. The old friend who was toxic over and over again, but who now wants to barge back into your life with platitudes of regret and loving promises. A cactus is a cactus is a cactus. I prefer roses.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 12.29.2011 @ 3:27 pm

deaf

He was deaf to her entreaties. All she wanted was to be heard. Not just heard in the sense that he would listen to words, but heard in the sense that he would really “get” them, and have a feeling for what she was trying to tell him. Even after all these years, he seemed to never hear her — just nod his head, as if that was enough. One day, someone else would look into her eyes and know her — then she would be gone. The word he might understand then — goodbye.

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 12.26.2011 @ 3:47 am

flood

There was a flood of tears, and then she sputtered — “I can’t believe you don’t love me any more!” He laughed and walked away. How could it be over in just a flash of time? She had felt that he was the love of her life. Through the tears, suddenly there was a rainbow — maybe her pot of gold was of her own making, and giving her power away to a jerk of a man was not the answer!

» Posted By Carol Bailey Floyd On 12.21.2011 @ 11:36 am

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