Brokeback Belle

Yoo hoo, young'uns.

Aunty Belle has been poked and proded, x-rayed, MRI'd, measured and pressured.
A broke back ain't no joke, I'm a tellin ya. Doan wish it on my enemy (iffin I have any, Lawdy!!) Won't be no information fer a week, but fer now, I gotta take me some steroids and grin and bear it. Gave up those Alexanders (and the bittersweet choclolate) for Lent so I ain't even got that to ease me over the pain..drat.

Ya'll know what? When I got mah ashes, I was really thinking what it meant--how weren't no brokebacks in the garden of eden. Only health and happiness. Dang if Eve didn't cause a passel o' touble when she chomped down on what did not belong to her. Tore a whole in the universe, she did.

Ever notice how in the first book of the bible it says that "it is not good for man to be alone." I notice it doan say THAT about the woman--she might like to be alone!

Nope...it says she is a gift to the man who had all them animals and the whole earth, but something were a missin'. So.....he gets a part of hisself made into somethin' utterly fetching and rather different, for all the her sameness in the human sort of way. He doan even know he is a man til she comes along--he named everything but hisself, then she appears and Lo! Now he knows he is a HE. He knows he is a HE only after he got him a HER. (Ok, that's far enough or I'll be a blushin')

This-a-way they doan go off being narcissis, in love with they own selves.

Aunty Belle is goin' to confession with you'all! OK--ya'll know that confession is not for publication--so keep this to yourself. Promise?

Here is mah confession. I am wild about the menfolk. No kiddin'. They is jes' SO interesting.

Now, hush! You know I doan mean THAT kind of wild (that too, but for Uncle Aloysius only o'course! This here is the FRONT poa-rch so I aim to maintain a modicum of decorum 'round heah.)

NO, no, I mean that men's minds are down right fascinatin' to me. Love talkin' to menfolk. Jes' love it.

I can't imagine a world with only feminine minds--gag! (sorry sweet girls, nothin' against you, but ya'll knw what I mean). I am jes' old enough to realize that if you try to drive with two flat tires on the right side o' the car, you gonna go in circles--same with minds--if you only have one and not t'other, why nothin' much is gonna happen--it takes both ways o'thinkin' don't it? I mean, in order to really "see" reality, I needs a window onto the world from a male perspective, through his mind, or I am gonna miss somethin'. I doan like to miss much.

Here's a true story to illustrate mah thought:

Uncle Aloysius and me were a drivin' to North Carolina along that roadway that's cut through the mountain. He says, "LOOKY! See that doe and her two fauns up thar' on the left?" Now we was goin' 80 mile an hour, so by the time he said LOOK, we had traveled another 100 yards.

No. No I did not. "Youse seeing thangs" I smirked. Uncle and me was younger then, and we both had 20-10 vision, (and was known to boast about that). It weren't possible that he could see somethin' I couldn't see.

"Naw, naw, Belle, look!

Another 100 yards clicked by...wait! Yes, I did see them critters...Lawdy, they WAS there.

Now how is it that Uncle saw something with eyes no better than mine, as tested by science?? Ain't it mystery?

Not really. I knows that men are jes' wired differently and they sees thangs like patterns and movements and smells and noises we ladies jes' ain't tuned to....And iffin I didn't have uncle that day, why, I'd have missed a reality that I am not tuned to, for all it being really, really there without mah even knowing or noting.I betcha' you girls have similar experiences.

Course, we ladies have ways of "seeing" that the menfolk need too--and that's it, ya' see--it takes both halves, ourself and the OTHER to make a whole ONE. Otherwise, none of us would ever get the WHOLE picture of what there is to get. Who can be satiisfied with half the picture? Half the reality?

OH mercy, this ole' brokeback cain't sit in this chair much longer--jes' gotta stand-up...and the lemonade pitcher is empty, lemme go make us a fresh batch.