Trying To Start Somewhere...

I've been trying to figure out where the hell to even begin filling you guys in on everything that's happened over the last few months. So last week, I was thinking of starting out by talking about how we used to live,


where it's yellow.

And now,


we live where it's purple.

And listen, sister...The map isn't the only thing that's purple,


MMM-KAAYYY??

THEN, I was going to tell you how last week, twice a day, everyday, I was slathering ointment on a bunny's hoo-haa.

And I don't mean these kinds of bunnies;


I would've no doubt had to spray their hoo-haas down


then slather the ointment on. And even then, that would've been at my own risk.


Never underestimate the power of an angry hoo-haa.

And when I say "bunny's hoo-haa", I don't mean this supa-fine, studly


jack rabbit either. Yes, we see you. "Hello" to you too, mister...LOVE your arched eyebrow.

Something tells me that I would've had to use clippers to even GET to his hoo-haa.

But rather,


the real thing.

Will and I were taking care of a friend's bunny while she was away for work last week. The poor bunny had some kind of nasty rash and irritation going on down south by her little hair-pie that needed tending to. So, we were happy to oblige.

It looked really uncomfortable.

And tasted even worse.

Sorry...I had to.

So, like I said, twice a day, everyday, Will would hold the bunny while I cleaned the crate, washed off and dried her lower half, gave her oral medications via syringe, slathered on her ointment, fed her and changed her water and rubbed her ultra-soft, little fury body on my cold peep.

The last few months have certainly been trying...all cold peeps aside. But, there was something truly healing in taking care of that helpless, little creature. Something god-like in those deep dark eyes of hers...peering out, trusting us.

When I care for others, for our family or our friends, for our birds or our dogs, or this lovely little bunny, it gives me reason. They give me reason. It invigorates my happiness, to wish and work for others' happiness. It takes me out of myself and reminds me what makes my spirit sing and my heart dance. And I needed reminding of it...as I often do.


So kids, now that I've gone off on quite a tangent, in telling the tales of the last few months, I'm going to listen to Maria and "Let's start at the very beginning...


It's a very good place to start."

Please stay tuned...I'm warming up the strings on my guitar.