Exercising My Writing Muscles

...or, a blog about nothing.  It sounds kind of Seinfeldish, but I realized I haven't really written anything in a long time.  I usually don't write unless I get inspired by something or have something to get off my mind.  I've started more blog posts than I've published, only to run out of inspiration after the first sentence or two.  I'm not sure if it's a form of writer's block or laziness.  Maybe it's a little of both.  I read somewhere that in order to be a better writer, it takes practice to keep your writing muscles developed.  So, here I am after midnight, babbling through my fingertips, trying to muster the equivalent of a brain bench press.  And, just like attempting to physically exercise after long periods of laziness, I'm ready to give up after 5 minutes and take a nap.  So, with that, I am heading off to sleep.  Sweet dreams, cyberspace.

For the People, By the People

Today is election day.  The right to vote is one of our most special and sacred rights that should not be taken lightly or for granted.  Remember this, our politicians work for us.  We hire them.  We have the right to fire them.  Our votes are our voice.

I always get a little emotional when I go vote.  I always think about people in some other countries who don't have this right.  I also think about the brave men and women in the military, both past and present, who have risked and lost their lives fighting for, and protecting this very freedom.

It also makes me think of my Daddy, a proud and very patriotic American, who proudly served in the Navy.  I remember when I first moved here to Beaufort 7 years ago, and was staying with him until I could get on my feet.  I had filled out a voter registration form at a church bazaar a couple of weeks before.  So, on election day, I excitedly and dutifully headed to the polls, only to be told that I wasn't on the list.  Apparently, my registration never made it to the court house.  I was devastated.  I went home and was in tears.  Daddy asked me what was wrong.  I told him, through sobs, that I wasn't able to vote.  "I have to vote!!" I choked out.  I was so upset.  He said, "I'll be right back."  So, about half an hour later he comes home with his "I Voted" sticker, and sticks it on the storm door. "There you go,"  he said.  "If it makes you feel any better, I voted your way." 

Actually, I'm so glad that election day is finally here and almost over.  Goodbye nasty ads, at least until the next round of elections are approaching.  Dear candidates, those of you who think it's o.k. to sling mud and demean your opponents do not impress me, nor will you get my vote.  There may be some people who believe or are swayed by such B.S.,  but I'm not one of them.

So, dear voters, get out and vote, but be informed before you head out to the polls today. Research your candidates. Vote for the ones who stand for, share and support YOUR goals, principles, and values, despite their party affiliation.  Don't vote for someone just because your parents or friends like them.   As Andy Griffith said, "Use your smarts."  I'm heading out to vote in just a bit.  I hope you do too!

First Do No Harm

Beware of the harmacy...I guess K-Mart didn't get the memo.

The Drop On The Pearl

The drop on the pearl

The shine on the girl

The smile so nice

Will not disguise

the eyes

the eyes

The frame of the soul

The dark of the hole

The grip so tight

Darkened the light

she cries

she cries


let it out
let it flow
let it out
then let it go


The heat of the flow

Releases the woe

The clouds file away

They're done for this day

now fly

now fly


The shine on the pearl

The strength of the girl

The grace in her eyes

Now steels the reprise

to rise

to rise

She tries

she tries

written by: tina louise griggs

Funniest (but true) Thing Heard On TV So Far This Week..

"If you're having problems with your woman, don't go out looking for another one...because then, you have TWO problems." Frank Barone- "Everybody Loves Raymond"

I Am

I Am



I am one small star in a great big sky

But I shine as brightly

As any other.



I am one little voice in the chorus of the universe

But I sing just as loudly

As all the others.



I am one small heartbeat in the chest of this planet

But I beat just as vitally

As the rest.



I am me.

I am we.

We are connected.

written by: tina louise griggs

Note to self:

Buy razors before you start looking like the cave men in the Geico commercials.

Funniest thing I heard on TV so far this week:

"I ran out of clean underwear so I'm wearing my bathing suit." Lucy on Scrubs

I will never admit to having done this, once or possibly twice.