Life Above The Mat- France


Life at the Launderette
With a name like the Sultry Suds
It can be interesting,
Occasionally, enough.

I used to live above the Launderette
It’s where I met my boyfriend, Jim Bob
But I live with him now.
We got married there. 

It’s where I meet all my friends there
He’s my best friend you know.
Then fell in love with him there too.

Living life above the Laundromat. 
It’s a place where we can share stories
And do more than just a load at time.

It’s a pub and suds,
Come in if you like to pop in,
To the Launderette for a wash and a buzz.

It’s close to where Jim Bob lives and works. On his days off from his daily job; he drinks and serves.
But mostly, helps serve the drink and malt ales,
And helps for what other ails you might have.

So one day Jim Bob ask me if I wanted to go take a holiday. “Let’s go to France,” he said. I’m half French…
Did you know?

And I say, “What do you think I am….Google Translate or something? Why, I don’t speak a bit of French,” I said.

“I’m not bilingual or nothing like that if you know what I mean.”

My accents are Texan and my grammar activity is limited and my French is lacking any ability to read or write it.

Jim bob said, “you don’t have to speak French to visit there. It’s not like learning baking so relax about that. You can play like your my French maid instead if you want.”

So I said, “what do you think I am… A sex slave or something? I said I would go to France with him as long as I don’t have to do anything weird like eating under the table while you have brandy and a smoke.

Besides for a chance to go France… Is there any better time than today? Maybe I can play like your French maid, I guess I don’t mind dressing up a little bit, I said.

Jim Bob said, “Brilliant! It’s good for us to take time to sit down, kick back, you know and sip some wine.”

So I said, Let’s go to France and thought maybe Jim Bob could show me which part of him is French like he’s always talking about like that…if you know what I mean.

And so Jim Bob just laughed, then we both laughed together until we both cried.

I kinda got excited you know. And so excited that I went down, on my knees and he showed me the French way…

Well, you know the rest if you know
What I mean.
How about it, it’s the first time I had seen a half Frenchman.
I’d ever seen anything like that.

I never went down to France like that before. And that’s all Im going to day about that.
So life goes on; Life above the Launderette,

It ain’t so bad, because I love Jim Bob,

And he loves me and it feels good too.

To have someone like him who is half French and something like that; “Oui!”

Somebody to love is ooh la la… If you know what I mean.

Close Your Eyes


Having set nothing aside 
Quite ready to take love on 

Not a moment too soon 

Not a moment longer.

Turning to hear every brush of wind

That sound of your footsteps

That reminds me

Of how someone just loves us

Accepting us for who we are. 

They are never too green, 
About how we fall for them 

Or question the reason. 

 So I close my eyes, 

And I will not think about it

About the how; 

Nor ever wonder

About the why. 

Never Less 

Everyday is tender and spent with deliberate care,

To be loved in a thousand different ways,

The simple touch, perhaps a glance,

As if a flower; to wait and watch out for each other…

What is worth more than the hand,

That cares so much for another…

Never to be neither less nor more. 

Stray Hearts

I meow while you sing,
You baa and I purr,
Yet we are always here,
A sight for each other.

Divided we fall
But together we are a family,
And we love each other,
For all eternity.

I keep the house warm
You keep it safe,
I sing at night,
We sleep inside.

You keep me from harm
I keep you calm,
How wonderful it is,
To call this our home.

We are nothing more,
Than just stray hearts
Looking for the loveable,
Running for survival.

We belong together
And there is no doubt,
We done something good,
To deserve such a life.

Reaching with your hand
This is what I understand
So I give you my love
And you give me your heart.



So all day today, at the beach

Sun, and a sprig of parsley 

Saying, “ah, that’ll teach ya.”

If you look closely 

Only one lonely cockle 

Can barely still can be seen

Tormenting a poor dachshund.  

Time to save the cockles 

From extinction. 


Life can feel hectic enough, but from my personal experience; laughter and a kisses a great way in which we can lessen tension and hyperactive energy and put it towards more useful tasks. We spend most of our lives trying to please our other half anyway, so we might as well praise them when they do a trick really well. 

How To Make Friends- part 2

He followed her for the rest of the day. 

His ears alert and forward as he listened to her talk. 

It was funny how he made her happy. Just imagining how she would say “sit.” And he would sit. 

He shared his cozy bed with her. His tail would wag as she pet him; never taking his eyes off of her.   

She knew he wasn’t there just for food like the others. They were friends for sure. 

The others who came around sometimes nipped at her heels when she tried to eat her sausages. 

He could smell the sausages all over her hands; but he didn’t beg. 

Well, not much.