Assurance. Reassurance. Issuance. Reissuance. The Joke now called Pickleball.

Perpetual Perpetuity.

And all things medi, pedi, and unsteady.

Wait.

What?

No one likes to look at anyone else’s feet😝

So what happens?

We whack around a wiffle ball in honor of pickles.

Wait.

What?

You heard me.

Correctly.

You just don’t want to admit.

That.

You heard me correctly.

After all. Land is rapidly becoming a scarcity.

Where you sit. Where you stand. While under our ever living Covid-noses-has already been sold to a highest bidder somewhere on this earth……

Scary.

Yes.

Early Halloween ghosts and goblins scary?

Passed that a long time ago. That kinda scary.

While you were eating your beans. Or. Hopefully eating your beans. Downing them, the tasty green sticks with a spoonful of sugar. Because, for years we were taught, after all.

It helps the medicine go down.

Right?

I dunno.

Whatever happened to the other firsts lady’s veggie garden……

It didn’t grow.

Why?

Little whipper snappers scoffed at the ugly bean strings and curds on their plate that came their way. They preferred salty chips instead.

What happened? The epic and and the ultimate food fight ensued.

Ensued.

Medically speaking, Of. Course.

In the interest of science. Yes, that too.

Or so we were sold. When we were told:

”Start eating your veggies and like them”

(Disclaimer, this kooky typist does, like, all the tasteless greens and yellows and etcetera, etcetera)

If you don’t know, didn’t know the encodement and encroachment has been codified, going on for eons.

Wait.

What?

For years.

But. At least.

Now you know.

Convoluted turned into convulsions in a sugary nanosecond. Epically turning up in added weight gain and high flying activities.

Of spying, lying and for some, dying.

Then. Insurmountable baggage fees.

Unless. Of course.

”They” like you🫵🏻.

Well. Like said before.

At least.

Now you know.

”They”. Are the “in” crowd.

Be Halloweeny careful about whether or not you are invited “in.”

It may not be worth the price of your life. To hang with the “in” crowd no matter how much you think you need to or want to.

Some folks will do just about anything to not admit guilt. Of downing that extra cakey cookie topped with whipped cream.

And.

Malts come in all flavors and temperatures.

There is a slim difference between convoluted and convalescent.

Again.

If “they” like you.

If they do not. Like you.

Watch out!

Little bullies seldom out grow out of their their bully tactics and worst of all grow into more sophisticated bullies. Especially if and when,

”They” like them-the one, those and them bullies.

You think, why didn’t I just east my veggies?

Well. A pickle is a veggie—from the cucumber family.

The cukes from the nukes of the dukes and the pukes.

Now. You know,

All along all ya had to do was whack around a pickle?

Not exactly.

There were extenuating circumstances.

As is the norm is this crazy thing called life.

Summoning the lie is one thing.

Summoning the courage to keep moving against the lie.

Is a life plan.

All the aarps, burbs, and the like, would not have been there to support you.

Please. Don’t blame yourself. You cannot know what you are not allowed to know.

It would not have mattered all that much if you downed a garbage truck full of broccoli or turnips. The “in” crowd attempts to control the stems and waste, too. And at times, they only look for the beautiful people to carry the day. And night.

Munch away all you like.

Remembering.

Beauty is as beauty does.

Superficiality is never in it for the long haul anyway.

Don’t be that moron. The liar. Who will do, does anything, says anything, thinking others will believe their squash. (hint: squash is an autumn veggie)

Aka/Baloney.

Both unhealthful and bad for you.

Organic?

Doesn’t matter. To date, the price of organic versus GMO, probably even steven.

Remember: Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.

Cubes, clumps and chunks.

”Sorry” for being gross.

And. Squash is an actually considered and classified as a fruit. Natural sugar.

Let the food fight fruit wars give way to the veggie colored food fight. Heck. All the crazy and demented convoluted hangries will launch their plate at the ugly one anyway. So.Cover up. And launch it out there.

The squashy and squishy are a big ticket item in all places that require hay as a decorative ornament. Ahh. the Good Life. Living off the land baby, living off the land. Hay.Achoo. Hay. Achoo.😪

While cruising ‘round in over priced wheels. On the way to the farmer’s market are you? I didn’t think so.

Again. If “they” like you.

If you somehow become a competitor? Threat?

Watch out.

The cats will get uglier—especially ‘round all souls days. The kitties use the hallowed halls of the end of October as their always-designated- “happy hour.”

The start of the end of the year is a cat fight, back stabbing, long nailed scratch-fest.

Don’t join?

Sorry to alert you, and you are welcome that now you know.

The cats will draw you in any which way and loose.

I don’t make the rules.

I simply prefer truth, real consequences and dogs.

Sitting alone.

Nope.

Not on His watch.

It never feels lonely. Standing alone. Hanging with the dog.

The “in” crowd will use all vegetative tactics at their disposal.

Believe me. It’s true. A wink. A smile. Half clothed. Shoulder-bared, bending this way and that.Nuanced and cackling. Their goal is not the same as what you may think..

I cannot tell you what you think.

The “in” crowd will do what it takes, to invite in the ones “they” like.

Chew up and spit out the competition while sitting at the same invited table.

There is no shame. In the confusion of any way the “they” conduct their business. Pop it likes it’s hot, drop it while it’s hot. Wink. Nod.

Choke it down? If you join. In their Halowweeny-hallucina-ry tactics.

They know not what they do.

They do not care about you.

They chose this way of life.

To get ahead. Of you.🫵🏻.

If you cannot say what you choose to believe is true, then there is no safety. The cats come around to spill the cradle of milk their pour in and out, for you, directly, in front of your ever weary eyes.

No safety? Yes. The sheriff and deputies have a difficult task that lies ahead, among the lies.

Deputize their own convulsed censorship? (ct) Cage-like tactics.

It may not be an actual cage. Tyranny causes a different kind of prison of no individual free thought. Do it. Or. Don’t. consequences await…….

Don’t let anyone infringe on your veggie train. The other garden?

Michelle’s garden. Did not grow. Perhaps it was all for show.

How does. How will your garden grow?

If you plant the seed yourself. And care for the growth with faith, truth and justified grace.

See the sprouts! 🌱 See the sprouts of love grow strong.

Amen.🙏🏻