BB Webb as BB Webb!

Exploring the Possibilities

It’s High Hat Tea Time April 17, 2010

Well, it’s Jeanette Rankin Foundation fundraising time at the High Hat Tea tomorrow…this year at the Athens Botanical Gardens. So tonight I find myself fashioning a special hat. A bit difficult to balance on my head, but ahhhh, well.

It’s my ‘The Many Faces of You!’ hat.

Consider, all your parts.

The daring,

The thoughtful,

The alluring, playful….

and oh, the hairstyles,

your outfits, (ok, guys don’t wear outfits),

I like to play.

I’m playing this evening.

Because, because….it’s High Hat Tea time….

and I’ll be wearing one hiiiiigh hat!!

and I’m going for first prize!!

BB Webb


Why I Like People

Often they are loveable.

They are FULL of surprises.

They come in many colors.

They make me laugh.

They can make me sad or upset, making my laugh feel even better!

They can be fun to go on short and long trips with.

Sometimes they laugh at my jokes.

They can think up fun stuff for us to do together.

When they make me mad I usually get over it.

They help me see how I want to be.

They help me see how I don’t want to be.

They can make good friends.

Some know how to play music or garden better than me.

I get to eat their vegetables.

Some people can let you down and then return shiner than before.

They do stupid things making me not feel so stupid about some of the stuff I do.

Some are really nice to look at.

Some have terrific smiles.

Some surprise me with how smart and kind they can be.

Some teach me tricks, new ways to tie a bow, or how to make pie.

Others show me how to display new and different cheeses on a pretty platter to share with guests.

I like seeing all the things that people are good at.

I like to see how confident some people are, even when I don’t agree with them.

I like when some people agree with me.

I like when people don’t agree with me and we laugh til we fall off the sofa about it.

I like when some people get really serious about things, or when they don’t.

I especially like the ones who like animals the way I do.

Some are fun to dance with though not many I’ve met.

I like the ones who can talk as fast as me.

I like the ones who don’t feel the need to talk as fast as me.

I really like the ones who don’t mind hearing the stories I tell twice,

or who like to listen to the stories I write and don’t mind if I act out certain scenes.

Today I’m focusing on the people I like.

I prefer that to not liking people.

I figure we’re all doing the best we can.

People who love math mesmerize me.

Or the ones who are good parents or who don’t need much sleep.

I like to watch people in movies much more than people in the circus.

Old people are often very cool, and people under 3 feet tall,

though I probably will always relate a bit better to my dogs.

So, yes, I keep a window open for good people to show up,

and for good things to flow through to me.

It’s fun knowing some people for years and years, sometimes growing closer to them.

Sometimes you just don’t but like them anyway.

Probably if I got to know you, I might find something to like as well.

I’ll consider that I might.

Maybe. Maybe!

BB Webb


What is Enough? Confluence baby, confluence.

I’m seeing a pattern in things of late.

One experience shining a light on another, then another and another….

…which in turn shines a light on what I prefer, what I’ll tolerate (or not) and, always, I’m finding, my desire to have events and people in my life fit somehow with me.

But I’m finding they often don’t.

I’m standing my ground in a new way, sort of….I have some work to do for sure. And well, it has me frankly up at all hours, unable to sleep. I crave peace and can’t seem to grab hold of it for long intervals.

I’m finding that if something feels WRONG, I’m probably right. Truly.

I’m on the edge of my patience seat with a certain business relationship with frankly, a lovely person. I’m not getting what I want in terms of communication or style with a vendor with whom I’ve entered an agreement. When I hear defensiveness I roll my eyes, sigh and wonder why I’m hanging on as though the situation will improve. Our styles of working are diametrically opposed as are our ways of communicating. No right or wrong here I suppose, just different.

As my retainer seeps away each month and I come up again and again at impasse after impasse, I wonder, what am I doing???? I recognize this place as I’ve been here often in my past. Pollyanna wanting to make things right.

But I’m not happy, don’t feel the synergy I need nor the connection, but merely am working my logical brain around in a flury to create a fit. I’ll wager to say I realize in time that it’s not!

I’m far from stupid, merely stubborn as hell in often the wrong places.

….and I’ve sung that song this last year til I became hoarse, blue in the face, the cows came home and the fat lady sang.

I need to trust that voice that tells me to have the nerve to just say ‘Not a fit. Best wishes!’ and move on. I’m not there yet.

Clearly I’m not there yet in THIS area of my life….but I’m fast approaching. I guess the pain just isn’t great enough yet, but it’s getting there.

Then in another breath of today, I had lunch with my long time friend and attorney today. We’ve known one another probably eleven years now. He’s as true-blue, caring and sincere as anyone I know. He’s had my back in all but one incident with all our dealings, and with that one incident, the dialogue we had around our mutual disappointment, sharing our thoughts, feelings and humanness brought us closer together as friends, not further apart one bit. I appreciated his vulnerability and that he too was far from perfect. I admired him all the more.

He has been a steadfast champion and supporter of me in a way I’ve not known much with men in my life. He builds me up, shares his concern when he has it and is always there with a kind word, a rally of support for whatever I’m doing and a twinkle in his eye. He’s a true country gentleman and a person I’m happy to call friend.

And today, just today, while the health inspector surveyed my kitchen and surrounds, as my new chef was busy chopping chives, the rest of my team, selling, handling finance, my operations person ‘operating’ here and there….

my attorney friend and I sat in the middle of my ballroom at Carl House and ate a spinach salad with salmon, drank a small glass of wine in celebration of having made it through another year, month, week, day relatively unscathed with our good attitudes in tact, a sense of appreciation for lessons learned and the knowledge that we have a true friend in one another.

Priceless. Confluence baby, confluence.

Every thing is always coming or going, coming or going.

I leave the window open for the new, better, different and same old to enter as it will, but only in a spirit of love and support as that is where I prefer to tarry and what I intend to mirror to others.

And today had it’s measure of up and down, yin and yang, delighted and pissed and both energized and rung out.

And so it is….life that is….

BB Webb