~`_ The Spirit of the Eagle speaks into the soul _'~

I am... golf cart parts. Golf cart nails... golf ball heart. It goes...down fairways...for the rest...of my days.

I am spoofing a song. Since it seems to be so popular to do. The original is called Cake Doll Parts and it is by the group called Hole. I saw something about golf car parts and my brain just went off on a tangent. Actually, since today is the 2nd year anniversary since my grandmother passed, I am doing the best that I can to keep my mind on other things. I am alone in the house with the mutt...no kid...no husband. Just me and the crisp air. I think I am going to burn some sage in her memory. It's going to be a long, rough day.