I have so much to write about ....yet have had little time to do so. Granny spent 10 days with me and work has been demanding...plus I spend too much time of facebook and myspace...
Part of me still can't seem to find my voice...the one that you guys love to read. I miss Teez so much... one would think I would be over it...after all we were only together for 3 months but...those months seem a lifetime to me now...
I'm at Al's for the weekend. I came up early because he's sick with a respiratory bug. We will probably be at the urgent care tomorrow because he's not breathing all that great...and refuses to hit the ER tonight. I'm sure I'll find time to sit down and write...catch up with my thoughts.
At least that's my plan...
I confess I miss writing.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
hmmmm
One day...
I will win the lottery and...buy a third world country, thus proclaiming myself Queen and then I won't have to put up with arrogant egos at work!
Cuz then I'll be an arrogant ego !
I will win the lottery and...buy a third world country, thus proclaiming myself Queen and then I won't have to put up with arrogant egos at work!
Cuz then I'll be an arrogant ego !
Monday, March 09, 2009
Springy
Well...my eyes are itchy and irritated...and I'm a bit sneezy.
Hello Spring time... or rather hello false Spring...We all know it's gonna get cold again, so why pretend Spring's here to stay?
Spent some time on Saturday at the Rumba on the Lumber--blues & chili festival. Met my sister and the nephews. We walked around. The boys did a few of the activities for kids and I had a delicious hot dog all the way with sauteed onions, pickle radish and chili. Yumm... it wasn't one of those cheap red dogs either. Didn't hear any Blues, although the nephews sang some when their Mom made them leave because she had to mop the kitchen floor.
Got to Al's around 4 and headed over to the IGA to get some beer and other stuff. Man it was so packed in there. I got some Amber Bock beer...it's by Michelob. For the last couple of weekends, I've been drinking either Slippery Dicks or Duplin Wine, mainly the Carolina Red...so when I drank my first beer of the day on Saturday..boy it was almost an awful taste. I was a bit irritated with my taste buds because it was such great beer drinking weather.
Al was off Sunday. We goofed around most of the day. I wore this really large over-sized men's shirt that comes down mid-thigh and sat on the steps with a beer. Al kept freakin' out about it. Like I care if the neighbor's think I don't have any pants on. Hell, I don't live there and why can't they get some cheap thrills on a lovely warm Sunday?
Close to midnight, Al informs me that we need to run to Walmart. Since I was parked behind him, we decided to drive my truck...and there was no one there. Now I know how the shelves get stocked... they do it at midnight. And here I thought little dwarves did it ...right under our noses! We had to go through mazes of boxes. Then Al decides to be silly by pretending to be a 'wig'...you know...white guys trying to be cool gangsta dudes: wearing their baseball caps crooked, bagging pants down past their cracks and walk around saying "Know what I'm sayin'..."... except his tee shirt was too short, so when he pulled his pants down to expose ass crack there was nothing to hide it. He's pushing the cart, sayin' "Know what I'm saying" and doing that swag walk that wigs do.
I had to laugh for a moment, then remind him about getting worried about what the neighbors thought of my long shirt and me sitting on the steps. That at least I wasn't exposing my ass to hidden cameras in Wally World.
The weekend was pretty good though... A few times I thought of Thomas and felt sad. I wish I could talk to him. Hear what he thinks on stuff I have to say...stuff that's in my heart. Stuff I toss out here...
Oh well...
At least it's sunny today...nice and warm...birds singing...flowering trees budding...life continues in spite of death. Hopes and dreams live on, even if only in the sky at sunsets or in the glow of the moon.
Enjoy this day... embrace it. I promise that it will embrace you back.
Hello Spring time... or rather hello false Spring...We all know it's gonna get cold again, so why pretend Spring's here to stay?
Spent some time on Saturday at the Rumba on the Lumber--blues & chili festival. Met my sister and the nephews. We walked around. The boys did a few of the activities for kids and I had a delicious hot dog all the way with sauteed onions, pickle radish and chili. Yumm... it wasn't one of those cheap red dogs either. Didn't hear any Blues, although the nephews sang some when their Mom made them leave because she had to mop the kitchen floor.
Got to Al's around 4 and headed over to the IGA to get some beer and other stuff. Man it was so packed in there. I got some Amber Bock beer...it's by Michelob. For the last couple of weekends, I've been drinking either Slippery Dicks or Duplin Wine, mainly the Carolina Red...so when I drank my first beer of the day on Saturday..boy it was almost an awful taste. I was a bit irritated with my taste buds because it was such great beer drinking weather.
Al was off Sunday. We goofed around most of the day. I wore this really large over-sized men's shirt that comes down mid-thigh and sat on the steps with a beer. Al kept freakin' out about it. Like I care if the neighbor's think I don't have any pants on. Hell, I don't live there and why can't they get some cheap thrills on a lovely warm Sunday?
Close to midnight, Al informs me that we need to run to Walmart. Since I was parked behind him, we decided to drive my truck...and there was no one there. Now I know how the shelves get stocked... they do it at midnight. And here I thought little dwarves did it ...right under our noses! We had to go through mazes of boxes. Then Al decides to be silly by pretending to be a 'wig'...you know...white guys trying to be cool gangsta dudes: wearing their baseball caps crooked, bagging pants down past their cracks and walk around saying "Know what I'm sayin'..."... except his tee shirt was too short, so when he pulled his pants down to expose ass crack there was nothing to hide it. He's pushing the cart, sayin' "Know what I'm saying" and doing that swag walk that wigs do.
I had to laugh for a moment, then remind him about getting worried about what the neighbors thought of my long shirt and me sitting on the steps. That at least I wasn't exposing my ass to hidden cameras in Wally World.
The weekend was pretty good though... A few times I thought of Thomas and felt sad. I wish I could talk to him. Hear what he thinks on stuff I have to say...stuff that's in my heart. Stuff I toss out here...
Oh well...
At least it's sunny today...nice and warm...birds singing...flowering trees budding...life continues in spite of death. Hopes and dreams live on, even if only in the sky at sunsets or in the glow of the moon.
Enjoy this day... embrace it. I promise that it will embrace you back.
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
Face Book
Thought I would share this here. I am currently enjoying Facebook. Didn't think I ever would. Nancy Lorraine tagged me in this challenge. It's called ...
My Album Cover
What would your own album look like if you were in a band? Follow the directions below and find out...
Here are the rules:
1 - Go to Wikipedia. Hit “random”
or click http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
2 - Go to Quotations Page and select "random quotations"
or click http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four or five words of the very last quote on the page is the title of your first album.
3 - Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
or click http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4 - Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together.
5 - Post it to FB with this text in the "caption" or "comment" and TAG the friends you want to join in.
My Album Cover
What would your own album look like if you were in a band? Follow the directions below and find out...
Here are the rules:
1 - Go to Wikipedia. Hit “random”
or click http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first random Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
2 - Go to Quotations Page and select "random quotations"
or click http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four or five words of the very last quote on the page is the title of your first album.
3 - Go to Flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
or click http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4 - Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together.
5 - Post it to FB with this text in the "caption" or "comment" and TAG the friends you want to join in.
Joke Book
Joke book
Category: Life
Ever felt like your life can be taken from the pages of a joke book?
Yeah...well, me neither.
William is in a joke telling stage. Except he makes them up. Here's a sample:
Why doesn't a house move?
It hasn't been born yet.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get Chinese take-out.
So my next task is to purchase him a joke book so he won't get that 'Huh?' look from his classmates.
I had a tasteless joke book during college and tried to live by it. Hmmm maybe that's why my love life was such a bad running joke!
Category: Life
Ever felt like your life can be taken from the pages of a joke book?
Yeah...well, me neither.
William is in a joke telling stage. Except he makes them up. Here's a sample:
Why doesn't a house move?
It hasn't been born yet.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get Chinese take-out.
So my next task is to purchase him a joke book so he won't get that 'Huh?' look from his classmates.
I had a tasteless joke book during college and tried to live by it. Hmmm maybe that's why my love life was such a bad running joke!
Monday, March 02, 2009
March is here
Brrrr it's cold in the studio today. I'm sipping some yummy hot coffee... and trying to figure out a way to work and sleep at the same time. I ended up at Al's Friday night, He called Thurs evening, asking me to drive up and take care of him. His left foot was swollen and hurting. He didn't know if it was tendonities or an old stress fracture that he had awoken somehow. I couldn't. I was in the middle of washing clothes and other thingies. But I promised I would drive up Friday night. Course the nephews weren't happy but I can't make everyone's world all rosy and cozy.
Al's foot was pretty bad. It was swollen and I made him put it up. He wanted to soak it in hot water with espison salt. I said no. He actually listened and laid on the couch with it up on two pillows. The next morning it was a little better. He only had to use one crutch. And by that night, he was walking un-aided. It was much better yesterday.
I did absolutely nothing this weekend. Cooked. Napped on the couch and watched The Lord of the Rings Movies. Napped. Played with the cat. Napped. Did sweep the floors. And drank Slippery Dicks all weekend. Look it up. It's a drink.
Met M for Breakfast at McD's Saturday morning. We spent 2 hours talking about all sorts of things like men and sex. I'll just say this. I thought I was a freak but she's 60 degrees higher on the Freak-ometer. I'll just say this...she's got a Zorro mask, whip and leather boots. Get the picture? She's an avenger of bad orgasms. I'm more of a witchy woman...conjurer of sexual magnetism and bewitchment.
Didn't sleep that great at Al's house Fri & Sat nights but last night...I slept like a baby. If Al tossed and turned I didn't notice. Probably slept so deep due to not getting much sleep all weekend. Cat naps don't count, ya know.
I spent some time looking over all the short stories I've written. There's a hodge podge of them. Some scary, many erotic and some are 'southern belle-esque.' I think I'm gonna concentrate on the scary/thriller ones for the collection. I'll have to come up with a title for the collection. Editing the short stories won't be a major problem. Hell..they're short!
There was snow on the ground at Al's house this morning. And there was a fine mist of snow falling when I left. The wind was howling like a lost baby in the cold. I wasn't sure that I wanted to go out in it...maybe something dangerous waited for me. Hmmm.. this sounds like the beginning of a spooky story... maybe I should save it.
But seriously, it was cold and still is. From the looks of it Lumberton got very little if any snow. I didn't see a flake anywhere when I got in this morning.
On a different note, Teez has been gone for 4 months now. Strange how it seems like he was just here yesterday...replying to a blog post or teasing me on the OHS page. OR making me laugh on the phone...I miss him so deeply and talk to him daily during quiet times. Time eases the loss, I'm told...but so far it hasn't. I'm just getting better at hiding it.
Al's foot was pretty bad. It was swollen and I made him put it up. He wanted to soak it in hot water with espison salt. I said no. He actually listened and laid on the couch with it up on two pillows. The next morning it was a little better. He only had to use one crutch. And by that night, he was walking un-aided. It was much better yesterday.
I did absolutely nothing this weekend. Cooked. Napped on the couch and watched The Lord of the Rings Movies. Napped. Played with the cat. Napped. Did sweep the floors. And drank Slippery Dicks all weekend. Look it up. It's a drink.
Met M for Breakfast at McD's Saturday morning. We spent 2 hours talking about all sorts of things like men and sex. I'll just say this. I thought I was a freak but she's 60 degrees higher on the Freak-ometer. I'll just say this...she's got a Zorro mask, whip and leather boots. Get the picture? She's an avenger of bad orgasms. I'm more of a witchy woman...conjurer of sexual magnetism and bewitchment.
Didn't sleep that great at Al's house Fri & Sat nights but last night...I slept like a baby. If Al tossed and turned I didn't notice. Probably slept so deep due to not getting much sleep all weekend. Cat naps don't count, ya know.
I spent some time looking over all the short stories I've written. There's a hodge podge of them. Some scary, many erotic and some are 'southern belle-esque.' I think I'm gonna concentrate on the scary/thriller ones for the collection. I'll have to come up with a title for the collection. Editing the short stories won't be a major problem. Hell..they're short!
There was snow on the ground at Al's house this morning. And there was a fine mist of snow falling when I left. The wind was howling like a lost baby in the cold. I wasn't sure that I wanted to go out in it...maybe something dangerous waited for me. Hmmm.. this sounds like the beginning of a spooky story... maybe I should save it.
But seriously, it was cold and still is. From the looks of it Lumberton got very little if any snow. I didn't see a flake anywhere when I got in this morning.
On a different note, Teez has been gone for 4 months now. Strange how it seems like he was just here yesterday...replying to a blog post or teasing me on the OHS page. OR making me laugh on the phone...I miss him so deeply and talk to him daily during quiet times. Time eases the loss, I'm told...but so far it hasn't. I'm just getting better at hiding it.
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