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| Sometimes You Get What You Asked For |
| 2012-02-01 15:47:31 |
I feel this urge to write... feels like forever since I was able to get onto my own computer. Well, that's kids for you... which is a good thing.I...I...I...(gosh I sound selfish!)...I...I...I... (oh thank God! some me time! Oh shit, what do I do with me time anyway?) who am I kidding... I'm going to wind up doing for me by doing for others around me. It makes life a whole hell of a lot more pleasant. Like belting out Fall Into Me by Sugarland full throat with no one home...WHOA! Buh-sted! Of course I was singing it for my man...who was at work, but came in to me 'killing cats'... I HAD THE HEADPHONES ON!!! Talk about mortification! I asked for it *hugeburgandyblush!!!*And when I say that I asked for it, I mean that even before I hit preschool I used to sing to Sesame Street cast memb...
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| Oh What A Beautiful Moooooorning... |
| 2012-01-28 12:48:29 |
I feel like...Gordon MacRae..."Oh what a beautiful moooooorning! Oh what a beautiful day...." It was from the movie Oklahoma, and my father used to sing it in the car when we'd drive somewhere. He also used to sing Zippidy Do Dah, but I knew that was from Song of the South because I loved that story about br'er rabbit tricking mean ole br'er fox and br'er bear.Guess I always loved the underdog that became the top dog stories; or maybe I just enjoyed being in on the joke. Maybe life is finally letting me in on the jokes...a little.Because it is a beautiful morning, Mr. MacRae... Despite all kinds of life circumstances that should probably have me on my knees, I'm standing tall and smiling from the inside out.I'm happy. Truly, deeply, light-filled happy; and I can tell you, that hasn't happe...
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| Bitchslapped...er Suckerpunched |
| 2011-08-09 12:26:22 |
Image by dawkeye via FlickrI cannot go into details... mainly because I am not going to cry and die here because it's one sided.But ya know, it is MY blog, and I do come here to bitch, so I'll give ya enough to get the gist of the situation...Second reason for the lack of details; I'm not putting the negative out into the Universe right now, cause I've got enough and I don't want any more of it rebounding...See the picture? Pretend it's the guy thwackin' the girl... in actuality, it felt way more like a sucker punch.Ok, so long and short of it, mainly short... Tx-ex, despite knowing my precarious financial situation, chose to bitchslap me in the wallet... and the face. Yes, chose.And the true kicker for me was that he told me that he had no choice, because we had agreed long ago to n...
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| Impasse |
| 2011-07-19 23:49:32 |
Image by Guerito via FlickrI found myself in a precarious position this morning.Then my angels showed me a vision, and I knew I was at an impasse.I could either take the path to my right, which appeared clean and neat and pulled together. The concrete was solid, the path was lined with shiny store-bought things. It was easily traveled, and appeared to be a safe, well cared for route.Then there was the path to my left which looked untended. The grey cobblestones missing in places, and the vines and trees grown wild and unruly on the sides. I knew if I took this path, I'd have to watch and take each step carefully. Not many had traveled here because of the way it seemed to be; forgotten and unkempt. And in the situation of it, this path seemed cold and unwelcoming.Instinctively, I knew that ...
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| Serial Teddy Holder |
| 2011-07-19 23:49:18 |
So I was over on facebook *shocker* when I saw this pic from All Posters and it got me to thinking.First of all, everyone needs someone to hold onto even if it is only once in a while.Secondly, as adults, we tend to eschew teddy bears for the live version and call them boyfriends or girlfriends or spouses or kids.But when do you become a serial-holder? A so-called teddy junkie.I guess it's when you bounce from one teddy to the next without taking time to hug yourself.But how many people out there take the time to hug themselves? Most that I've known, including myself, have gone from one teddy to the next; sometimes quite rapidly...So I wonder if any of us are capable of laying down our teddies.When I fought with my ex-husband I had girlfriends I could hold on to. When I got single, I...
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| Getting Off the Roller Coaster |
| 2011-06-10 10:14:02 |
Image via Wikipedia*sigh*I was tired of the roller coaster... and the whirlwind surrounding it.I mean really? Have you ever been up at the top of one of those rides in high winds? How about going through one of those monster loops? Even roller coaster enthusiasts will admit that shit's scary.It's also a little infuriating. To think that God has sent your One and you realize that your evolved, peace-loving life has just hooked up with someone who wants to fight the world, and most people in it... up to and including you.There's only so long you can live like Cleopatra in that situation... eventually, you have to get off denial... so I broke it off.But then he fought for me!Which any romantic comedy movie buff will tell you, is an incredible ego rush and ooohhhey-gooey goes the heart strings...
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| I Blame the Garden Gnomes |
| 2011-05-30 19:23:43 |
Image via WikipediaI think garden gnomes are beating me up in my sleep.Nothing else makes sense.How in the hell did I bruise my foot while I attained my less than 4 hours of sleep last night? It's on the side of the heel back behind the instep, below the ankle.Whaaaat thaaaa....???I don't have a bed, so I didn't slam it on a bedpost. I don't sleep next to the wall, so I probably couldn't have done it that way... besides, I think that would have hurt enough to wake me up.But garden gnomes... yeah, those little bastards are crafty and malicious enough to do something like this.They know how to be silent and stealthy.And, they are always posed holding something that looks like it can take out your knees in one blow.They can return to their daytime poses deftly with hardly a thought; no human ...
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| Damn |
| 2011-05-30 00:28:33 |
Image via WikipediaUggg.This week I am once again training in receiving at work.I like this department even though receiving is early morning shift.There's a fair bit of freedom that I enjoyed when I originally trained for it a while back... before they sold the store and learning the old system made no sense anymore.Small problem... I've been on swings for so long now, that I cannot fall asleep.I have lain in the not really a bed for two hours... unexpected texts and phone calls not withstanding.I have tried to meditate, done reiki and gotten as comfortable as the floor can be comfortable...I even got up early this morning despite going to bed very late last night in anticipation of needing to be asleep early tonight.I haven't had caffeine since noonish.Nothing is working.I'm awake.Like b...
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| Sometimes You Have to Duke it Out With Yourself |
| 2011-05-28 13:32:10 |
Image by nogoodreason via FlickrOh the conflict raging through my head this morning.Thought it was absolutely going to break me.The mud... the dank foul mud of my mind... both sides of my wants and needs sparring it out with nuclear warheads of rationality and emotion. Couldn't seem to find clarity to save myself.Tears...pain...prayers...and more cigarettes than one person should consume in a week, let alone a morning... I called in for outside refereeing and got only the help of verbalizing what was tangled up in my skull... the logical aspects of the situation with which I was wrestling, and the emotional doubts and fears that were being hurled back and forth.And then my ref's cell service broke up.Cause sometimes God wants it that way... so the decision is your own and not a byproduct o...
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| My Version of Braveheart |
| 2011-05-20 11:21:24 |
Image via WikipediaMiracles never cease.I left the California-ex (Josie's dad) over five years ago.Shortly thereafter, I met Tex-ex, moved to Texas and found out I was pregnant with our son.All these many years later, I decided back in February that I was going to get my divorce finalized this summer come hell or high water.Last night, out of the blue, Cali-ex calls me up and wants to finalize the divorce.I'm so happy I can't stop smiling, bouncing around... loving the life God has bestowed upon me...In just a little bit of awe and amazement.I stand tall, face painted and shout a-la William Wallace:FRREEEEEEEEEDDOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!Finally... graced with this ending and the new beginnings it signifies.And then God did something else... He picked me up again.For those brief moments, sitting...
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