I am a woman searching for my inner goddess and using fabrics, words and photography as my road map. I find great comfort and order in my creative efforts and hope that in sharing them you find a peace also. Welcome and Be Blessed!

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Twinkies and Biscotti

Last night I sat in on a chat session with 2 women and a man. The three of them know each other pretty well and I only know 2 of them by way of their blogs. I discovered through their chat that maybe, just maybe, we middle aged women do all have the same things on our mind, and we DO have dirty little minds although we seldom admit that to the general public. Last nights conversation was not dirty at all but it reminded me of the weekend I met my two new quilting buddies.

We shared a hotel room when we went to Columbus for the quilt show. These two women had been best friends for 20+ years and strangely I fit right in. It just seemed that everywhere we went that weekend we were discovering phallic symbols. Yes, Penis was as big a topic that weekend as was fabric and quilts. Funnier yet was that we shared a table one evening with two other older quilters who asked if we had seen the huge penis outside our window- laughter and much giggling followed.

For some reason these conversations all came to my mind while I was walking and supposed to be watching out for lions and tigers and bears, oh my. I have come to this conclusion: Men are like twinkies and women are like biscotti. Let me explain.

Men come of age, prepacked and ready to share their love. Nothing difficult or complicated there, just unwrap and waa laa, you are filled.

Women must be properly mixed, ingredients must be carefully attended to, the batter must be gently turned, never beaten and then lovingly shaped for baking in a slow oven, not once but twice.

Twinkles are here and gone quickly and biscotti are best slowly savored with rich coffee. Oh, of course this does mean it gets a bit hot for the biscotti but..... mmmmmm.

And just for you Lynn and Lydia, I can even find them 4 miles up the mountain in Idaho.

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I believe that things can always be cured with a hug and a cup of tea, fixed with either a needle and thread, duct tape, WD40 or coke, and that prayer works every time. I take in strays whether in animal or childlike form. I have been mother to many for a time and this is my way of keeping up with some of those straying children that I miss. I appreciate shock value and use it often to remind people that the world is round and colorful and we are not all living in square brown cardboard boxes with little holes cut in for windows. Look for the warm fuzzies- God delivers them up fresh every day just to say- I think you are pretty darned special- so special that I have your picture up on my fridge for life and I am sending you a hug to remind you that you matter to me.

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