TheBanyanTree: Living On The Edge

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--- On Thu, 10/20/11, Janice Money <pmon3694 at bigpond.net.au> wrote:


From: Janice Money <pmon3694 at bigpond.net.au>
Subject: Re: TheBanyanTree: Living On The Edge
To: "'A comfortable place to meet other people and exchange your own *original* writings. '" <thebanyantree at lists.remsset.com>
Date: Thursday, October 20, 2011, 4:09 PM


Ha!  I put butter in the mashed potatoes.  Real, actual buttery butter -
about 2oz. for three serves.  And that means I'm not only endangering myself
but also my loved ones.  Beat that!  

And on a more serious note; what is it with women and being good?

 
IMHO, we're all still trying to overcome the curse of Eve.  To that, my answer is this poem written a couple years ago.
 
        Genesis 2:25
 
Emme tugs her diaper off
and chortles as she toddles out of reach.
She is one.
Her nakedness is unadulterated
innocent
complete.
Her bare-beamed dance of joy'
is just a game.
He created us naked.
We hear the truth
but suffer to believe.
When we are not a part of God,
when we deny the Father,
we hide ourselves.
We fear the flame.
I hear this truth.
I claim this promise.
I am one.
For centuries, poor Eve 
has borne the blame.
Eve's sin was not her nakedness,
it was her shame.
 
(c) Jana M. Ducret 
2/2010
 
 

Janice 

-----Original Message-----
From: thebanyantree-bounces at lists.remsset.com
[mailto:thebanyantree-bounces at lists.remsset.com] On Behalf Of Monique Colver
Sent: Friday, 21 October 2011 4:10 AM
To: Banyan Tree
Subject: TheBanyanTree: Living On The Edge

Despite my current occupation, I'm a daredevil at heart. Accountants get a
lot of bad press, and I'm not sure why. After all, engaging in mortal combat
with the IRS isn't for the faint of heart, is it?

But it's more than that. It's a reckless disregard for my personal safety, a
willingness to go right to the edge of propriety, a longing for just a bit
of almost danger, all while avoiding the IRS because we're not, y'know,
besties or anything.


Today I outdid myself, and I removed all the privacy settings on my Facebook
account. I KNOW! I'm courting disaster and I feel all energized!


Since that worked so well for me (though there hasn't been time yet for my
new settings to put me in danger, though I'm sure by nightfall I'll be
totally sorry), I'm also going out to lunch without a knee brace or a
patella strap. It's all about living on the edge, though being unable to get
either of those on underneath my jeans helps.


I'm considering having a milkshake on my way home. A totally milk-based
product! If that's not living on the edge, I don't know what is. (And I'm
not just referring to the edge of the toilet seat that's probably in my
future, if I should carry out this plan.)


I may leave my driver's license at home today. How's that for potential
danger? What if I get pulled over for going 25 in a 45 zone? "License and
registration," the mean cop will say, and I'll come back with, "Ha! Left my
license at home! Now what are you going to do?" I really have no idea. I've
never done anything as dangerous as this.


I'm just getting started here. I could write myself a really large check,
more than I have in my account, and deposit it into another account, hoping
I get more checks in the mail today! Well, wait, that's a little too
daredevilish even for me, so we'll skip that one.


How about this one? I'm not going to floss tonight. Nope. No flossing
tonight. Am I courting potential tooth decay and loss of teeth? YES!


I'll check in later and let you know how it went. If I end up in jail, I'll
be calling for bail money.


Monique