Grateful Dead

...or mices...it's all their fault. Fairies riding butterflies are the best...they catch the last notes of a jam, swoosh out over time and space, and alight in the strangest of places. In my case, right smack dab in front of my work email, time-sheet, invoice, contract or project file. Then I hear that wisp of melody, and unseen forces require I pull up You-tube and cavort with whomever insists on supporting my daydream. If they..the fairies, butterflies, meese and you would behave, then that little cursor arrow wouldn't hop from site to site, and we would all get our tasks done, whether centered on work, play or daydreaming. However, without musical melodies massing around us, our Mondays would be that much more droll and gray-toned, so thank you wayward meese everywhere. And those who readily spin the radio dial, keep the platters spinning and the tunes a coming. We working stiffs, meandering minstrels and minstrelettes and..look a butterfly...deadheads near and far are always willing to hum along and/or whistle as we work. Reminds me of a story...

When under stress.....duplicate post all gone!

Meet me in the morning56th and Wabasha Meet me in the morning 56th and Wabasha Honey, we could be in Kansas By time the snow begins to thaw They say the darkest hour Is right before the dawn They say the darkest hour Is right before the dawn But you wouldn't know it by me Every day's been darkness since you been gone Little rooster crowin' There must be something on his mind Little rooster crowin' There must be something on his mind Well, I feel just like that rooster Honey, ya treat me so unkind Well, I struggled through barbed wire Felt the hail fall from above Well, I struggled through barbed wire Felt the hail fall from above Well, you know I even outran the hound dogs Honey, you know I've earned your love Look at the sun Sinkin' like a ship Look at the sun Sinkin' like a ship Ain't that just like my heart, babe When you kissed my lips?

gotta water my flowers...then, write specs. Ugh, writing specs. Ugh. I'm a doer, not a director. But, this project demands it. Ugh. I'm already a week behind. Did I say "Ugh"? Should probably stay away this week, to keep my fuzzy little brain on track. Have a lovely day, and watch out for those fairies. They can be oh, so mischievous...hide your pencils, unplug your mouse. And then, they just sit there and giggle at you!

Actually not a bad Monday....at allGood morning Kristine.... You look well rested.... I'm searching for phrases To sing your praises I need to tell someone It's soon after midnight And my day has just begun A gal named Honey Took my money She was passing by It's soon after midnight And the moon is in my eye My heart is cheerful It's never fearful I've been down on the killing floors I'm in no great hurry I'm not afraid of your fury I've faced stronger walls than yours Charlotte's a harlot Dresses in scarlet Mary dresses in green It's soon after midnight And I've got a date with the fairy queen They chirp and they chatter What does it matter? They lie and they dine in their blood Two timing slim Who's ever heard of him? I'll drag his corpse through the mud It's now or never More than ever When I met you I didn't think you'd do It's soon after midnight And I don't want nobody but you

“Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice, standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly. When the world gets in my face, I say, have a nice day. Have a nice day.” This song is guaranteed to put a smile on your face and make you want slap your colleagues’ backs. So go ahead and spread the Monday merriness (you could just ‘mistakenly’ forward this link to everyone in the office). Monday doesn’t have to erase the weekends so don’t worry. Friday will be here soon enough. You don’t have to reserve your passion for the weekends. Do what you love every day. Live your life and your dreams so much that when a new week starts you shout with glee: “Oh my gosh, it’s Monday!!” Bonus: Extra Ways to Feel Better on Your Monday: Prepare the night before: Get your clothing out and your hair done. Make a note (mental or physical) of what needs to be done. Get enough rest: Don't do anything too hectic or strenuous on Sunday. Have a low-key evening and get enough sleep! Have something fun to look forward to: A place to go with a group of friends at lunch or something indulgent you don't normally have. Just don't overdo it, you probably use the weekends for that. Try some natural energy boosters: Such as no-bake oats bars, kiwi or two tablespoons of oat straw extract added to your coffee. Practice breathing techniques, laughing, getting some sun, and drinking more water.

-Why not?-Because of God. Sally should have asked The Same Chase what say about all that. Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the road And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go I gotta penny to my name that I haven't spent yet If it ain't there tomorrow that would be a safe bet but I got some big dreams at the end of this road waitin' for me on the beaches down in Mexico I got no where to be so I might stay for a while and the devil's singin' with me with a Senorita smile Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the road And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go I gotta party in my pocket and a tune in my head and from time to time I get to share a woman bed I would say I'm pretty lucky I wouldn't say that I'm poor with this face made of silver and a body made of gold If you could lend me a prayer man I could lend you a hand If these women don't kill me I will die a lucky man Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the road And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the road And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to goooh ooh woahhooooh Whoa! Thank God! Thank God I'm rollin'! Thank God I'm soarin'! Straight on down the road!!! And thank God! thank God I'm still go-in'! I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the ro-oad And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go

Never on a Sunday when the church is full of peopleAnd the bells are ringing in the steeple, la la.... Oh, you can kiss me on a Monday A Monday, a Monday is very very good Or you can kiss me on a Tuesday A Tuesday, a Tuesday in fact I wish you would Or you can kiss me on a Wednesday A Thursday, a Friday, and Saturday is best But never never on a Sunday A Sunday, a Sunday 'cause that's my day of rest Come anyday and you'll be my guest Anyday you say but my day of rest Just name the day that you like the best Only stay away on my day of rest You can kiss me on a cool day A hot day, a wet day which ever one you choose Or try to kiss me on a grey day A May day, a pay day and see if I refuse And you make it on a bleake day A freak day, a week day why you can be my guest But never never on a Sunday A Sunday's the one day I need a day to rest Just name the day that you like the best Only stay away on my day of rest Never on a Sunday when the church is full of people And the bells are ringing in the steeple, la la.... Oh you can kiss me on a Monday Monday, Monday's very good Or you can kiss me on a Tuesday Tuesday and I wish you would Or you can kiss me on a Wednesday Thursday, Friday and Saturday is best But never never on a Sunday Sunday, Sunday 'cause that's my day of rest So goodnight Irene goodnight...... I'll see you in my dreams......

Your local rock group down the street Is trying hard to learn this song To serenade the weekend squire Just came out to mow his lawn Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Charcoal burnin' everywhere Rows of houses that are all the same And no one seems to care See Mrs. Gray she's proud today Because her roses are in bloom And Mr. Green he's so serene He's got a TV in every room Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Here in status symbol land Mothers complain about how hard life is And the kids just don't understand Creature comfort goals they only numb my soul And make it hard for me to see My thoughts all seem to stray to places far away I need a change of scenery Ta ta ta Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Charcoal burning everywhere Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Here in status symbol land Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Another Pleasant Valley Sunday...

....and double the Betts..... Walk along the river, sweet lullaby, it just keeps on flowing, It don't worry 'bout where it's going, no, no. Don't fly, mister blue bird, I'm just walking down the road, Early morning sunshine tell me all I need to know [CHORUS:] You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day. Lord, you know it makes me high when you turn your love my way, Turn your love my way, yeah. Good old sunday morning, bells are ringing everywhere. Goin to Carolina, it won't be long and I'll be there