hello blog
well everything seems back to normal. lori is back home for now. she will be leaving in a few weeks to start her new job in georgia. i'm not happy to see her leave but at least she is staying below the mason dixon line.

brad has finally moved to the country. moving his renovated bus was an adventure by itself. it took 2 hours to go 30 miles. the bus is slow and then died at the first red light in woodbury. luckily it started and made it all the way to the top of the ridge. now he is living the luxurious life in the woods. with no electricity or water. but last week the port-a-potty showed up. it's all about what's important.

last monday i took a half a day off from work so i could read the last HARRY POTTER book. it took 11 hours to read with several breaks thrown in. i loved it. but i'm glad it's over. 9 years is a long time to invest in a story. i've never been one to try and guess what the author is thinking. i don't try to figure out who killed who or who did what. i would rather just ride. some thought i was crazy to use up my vacation time to read a book but i was afraid that i would find out the outcome from the media and i didn't want to take that chance.

finally saw LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE. LOVED IT. it was very funny and very touching.

harry potter and the order of the commercials

there is a tradition that me and a friend of mine at work have. we always take off 1/2 day of work to go see the openings of the HARRY POTTER movies. it's something that our boss laughs at and everyone else expects us to do. this year was different. the movie opened on a wednesday. what's up with that. were all the theatre's closing because they were seeing no income during the week??? whatever. we decided that we didn't want to take off in the middle of the week so we decided on friday.

now i should mention that it was my friend sarah who got me hooked into the HARRY POTTER series. the books had started coming out when i started working at my current job. she loaned me the books and that was it. i was there with all the other HARRY POTTER fans. so when the mention of a movie came up, me and sarah found it important enough to use up half of a vacation day to go see the movie.

back to the movie. in the last several years i have really hated going to the movie theatre. too many people who have bad movie etiquette. i didn't take out a small loan to afford seeing this movie to have dumb ass people get up every 15 minutes to go to the bathroom or go get food. nor did i spend said small fortune to listen to you talk to your neighbor or explain to your child whats going on. one time the people behind me was explaining to someone the entire movie. i assumed this person was blind. now i am all for people with handicaps experiencing movies and normal life for that matter but not during a movie that i paid to see. it's rude. wait until the movie comes out on dvd and talk all you want-in your own home.

but back to the movie. now not only do we have to sit through an hour of previews we are now subjected to commercials that we can see at home on tv. i hate commercials to begin with, i always flip to another channel to avoid commercials. commercials don't make me buy their products. and some commercials are so annoying by their constant playing time that i even refuse to but their product.

but back to the movie again. the movie was good. i enjoy seeing the books come to life and i never expect them to be JUST like the book. and i've read the books so i know how it's going to end. it's fun to see harry, hermione, ron and the rest of the cast grow up. the HARRY POTTER movies are so rich in color and detailed in visuals it's hard to catch everything the 1st time. therefore i have no problem seeing the movie again and again. my favorite scene is the weasley rebellion. i thought that the director and production company did a fantastic job showing the rebellion of the weasley twins during the O.W.L.S.

so the previews were lengthy and the movie was good. the last book comes out next week. the end of a series and what a series it has been. j.k.rowling tapped into something that will live on for a very long time. she writes so well that children and adults alike can sink right into the story. a very rare talent.

don't have major plumbing done a day before you leave the country

in less than a week many things can happen. especially if the week has a full moon in it.

my bff lori has been in france for a month, her husband david and her two girls were flying over on thursday to join her for another 2 weeks. in those 2 weeks i am splitting the house sitting with henry and di. the day before david left he had a plumber come and install a sink in their master bath......

on thursday at work i kept going back and forth in my mind if i should go there on thursday or friday. back and forth, back and forth. i decided on thursday. i walked in, gave the cats some more food, went into the kitchen and heard a sound...ssssssssss. what the hell? i went into their bedroom and heard the sound coming from their bathroom. i opened up the door and was greeted with water spraying everywhere. it was coming from the sink. hmmm. well now, what to do. i need to cut off the water. i can do that cause i've had lot's of experience at my house with plumbing and cutting the water off at the street. then the issue raised of where might the tool be to do that. so i called henry and di's home phone. no dice. i found out later that a tree had fallen on the telephone line and it was out. so i called di. no answer. shit. i then was going to call lori in france but didn't have her #. so i had to call bf brad at work and have him go to my desk and give me the #. called lori but she couldn't help me cause the tool wasn't where it was suppose to be. of course not. my choice at that time was to call the utilites dept and have them cut it off. however, as soon as i hung up from lori, diane called. david and the girls haven't left yet and it was 5pm. they were suppose to leave at 9ish am. however, david told me where the tool was and i cut the water off. so after a lot of yelling with david and trying to find the tool and me getting wet, the water was shut off. after that di called back and told me to turn off the breaker to the water heater. ok. where's the fuse box? i should mention that david and lori may be the ONLY people who don't have a cordless phone so i was limited in my search. fuck it. i hung up with di and went to get me cell from my car and called di back. found the fuse box. found the breaker. done. put some towels down and left. i knew the problem was in good hands cause diane works for an insurance company and deals with house damage (well that's my best summary of her job). so she knows here stuff. diane showed up and henry came over with a dehumidifier and then proceeded to rip up the carpet in the bedroom. the damage had already started. luckily david and lori were going to get rid of the carpet anyway. and luckily i came on thursday and not friday. several more things went down at that house but i can't talk about those things. david and lori may read this and i don't want to give them more surprises.


so that was thursday. the next adventure is helping bf brad move out of his house.

when i was young

the days

the days go by she lays alone
in solitude in a corner of the room
the howling wind like the stormy sea
soak through the cracks in the door
midnight came she heard no more


i found this poem the other day. i wrote this when i was in 4th or 5th grade.  as a 40 year old i find this poem and others from that time frame to be very melancholy. i did read a lot of poe, mythology and arthurian legends before and during high school. maybe that had something to do with my state of mind.   as a young child and into my early 20's i was not a happy camper.  i felt that i didn't fit in with my environment and that GOD had made a mistake in bringing me into this time period. (already with the metaphysical beliefs)  however, i do need to mention that i didn't have a bad family life.    i just didn't fit.   i remember when i was 6 or 7 i asked my parents what an identity crisis was, which i may add, didn't give me the answer i was looking for.  my mother asked jokingly "why? do you not know who you are?" duh of course not.    i remember playing it off as something i heard on the tv and let the issue drop.   i wasn't going to find out the answer from them.  it look me until college to find out those answers.

i'm sure some of you who know me wont find it odd that most of my poetry involves death or dying or human issues.  however, the ones who know me might find it odd that i wrote poetry since there are but a few who have ever read them. in 5th grade i won most honorable mention in a poetry contest that an organization in the county sponsored.  it was about sunrise's and not about death.  i was playing up to the masses. 

i haven't written anything in a long time.  i realize now that for me to write i need to be in a state of depression or really focused and passionate about something.   that's when i get the good stuff out. a catharsis if you will.

so i have decided to start putting some of my poetry on my blog. not so much for others to read but to let them go.

peace out

what is that wet stuff?

something happened here in the south that hasn't happened in a long time. we have been waiting for it. we have been praying for it. we were beginning to wonder if we would ever see it again.

today a work, the clouds became dark and the air was heavy to breath, then the clouds opened up with rumbles and flashes and it began to RAIN. rain has become such a rarity down here in the barren south that when the wet stuff dropped people were outside watching it, the ones not on the outside were in front of the windows in wonder at it. usually that's what happens when there is a tornado or hail storm but not today. today as a collective were watching it rain.

simple rain.

what's in bloom

here are 2 flowers that are in bloom at my house right now.
these are primrose's. a friend of mine at work gave me these last year. since they didn't come up last year i thought that they had died out. but this year i saw them growing and thought that they might be weeds. cause i have a hard time remembering where i planted what. but i didn't pull them up because a little voice in my head said "stop" you planted something there.














********* these are nicatania's. these came from bf brad several years ago. this is the first year that i didn't have to start them from seed. they bloom all year long and smell wonderful.


well my bff has left for france for the summer. i know that she will have great time and i will miss her very much. our friend di set her up with a blog. "cathead a la boheme" and i've added the link to my favorites.

happy memorial day

happy memorial day everyone!
i thought i would take a moment and update my blog for the holiday. the last time i was here i showed you my new tattoo. the tattoo is healed, however, it did itch like a mother for weeks after.

we need rain bad down here in the south. i can't tell you how long it's been since the sky opened up and poured down it's liquid refreshment. when we go through dry periods down here it reminds me that i don't think i could live in the west, or in any area that doesn't see a lot of rain. i've grown accustomed to the color green and the growth of things.

george bush is still delusional and will become increasing irrelevant as the years go by.

charles nelson reilly died at the age of 76. i loved watching him on "the match game" even at a young age i knew there was something different about him. as i got older i found out the he was gay. in the a/p report that i read, reilly mentions that a network exective told him "they don't let queers on television". well they did and he set the ground work for many to follow.

my BFF david turned 40 recently. now he is getting older like the rest of us.

my BF brad will be turing 40 next week. he will also be getting older like the rest of us but still reminds me that i am older. if we are still experiencing the drought he will be golfing on his important day instead of having a lovely birthday evening with me. it's your birthday baby-do whatever makes you happy...but you will be missing out on any sexual favors that i promised.

i think that's it for now. remember today to take a few moments from your drinking and grilling to remember the soldiers who have fought for this country and your freedoms. like me you may not agree with wars and fighting but hate the game not the players.

peace

my new tattoo

take a look at my new tattoo. i think he's awesome. this picture was taken minutes after i got it. this peacock is called a "cailech" peacock. it's celtic but to me looks a little like a rooster. but it's not. notice the weaving of the tail. you'll notice that the greens and yellow look a little muddy but that's because there is blood underneath the skin. it will take several days for that to go away but then the color will pop out. it might not look big but in reality it's a big piece for me. the stencil was about 4"x6" but gets bigger when i stretch out my back.

brad's sister anna came down this weekend and brought her tatto equipment with her. months ago i had mentioned that i wanted another tattoo. and i finally decided on this one. after coloring in the picture hundreds of different ways, brad, anna and i came up with this coloring. and i am very pleased by the look. it reminds me of a rainbow.

so on thursday night i went over to brads. brad was gone golfing and it was only anna and i. i'm glad that this experience started with only her and i. i was nervous and scared. nervous because it was permanent and scared because i knew it was going to hurt and i didn't know if i would be able to stand the pain.

so we start. the black lines come first. and the pain started. for those who have never received a tattoo, to me it feels like someone is dragging a needle deep into your skin. and that is what is happening. 5 needles are used to draw the black lines, which hurts more than the shading that uses 15 needles. it's important to stay very still for the black lines, which anna said i did very well. but for those who know me i am very figgetty and can't stay still for very long. the outline took an hour to do. by that time my endorphins had kicked in but didn't take away the pain. after the black lines came the shading. anna used 12 colors in this tattoo, which i understand to be alot of color. the shading took about 2 1/2 hours to complete. after about 3 hours your body has stopped producing endorphins and for me that last 1/2 hour felt like it was never going to end. but it did end. and i am very pleased with it. now comes the healing. and right now it feels like someone has burned my back. but i know that will go away soon and i will be left with a piece of art that will always be with me to the day i die.

this tattoo marks my 40 years of living. it was painful but life can be painful. no pain no gain-right? there are also a lot of symbolisms with the peacock but too many to mention here. my other tattoo is of a peacock feather that i got in my 30's. i find peacocks to be beautiful and after years of reading about them i have found that almost every culture has a legend or reverence of peacocks. i find my self fortunate to have had anna do my tattoo. i love her a lot and find her very talented. she was patient with me and allowed me to be myself during the process. something that a person at a tattoo parlor would have never allowed. and in turn the pain became more tolerable.

so after 3 1/2 hours of pain and probably days of discomfort the question arises, "will i get another one?" you bet your ass i will.

old friends, good times

 

on saturday i went over the "the badgers" house.  he was having a get together for a mutual friend of ours who lives in alaska.  tim and his wife kathy come into town every couple of years or so and it's great to get to see them when they do.  the night started out a little low key until tim's tullahoma "boys" showed up with the "dickel".  i haven't seen the tullahoma "boys" in many years and it was good to see them also.  rehashing old times, tim playing "the beatles" songs and us trying to remember the words.  some things never change.  what has changed was tim's ablility as a musician.

 

i became friends with tim back in my early years of college.  and even though almost 2 decades have passed since the first meeting, there are parts of tim that haven't changed.  i can't quite describe what those parts might be, but they are still there and i love him just the same for it.  i remember many years of hangin out at tim's house with whoever he was living with at the time.  i know now that some of us intruded upon them constantly but i look back at those years as good memories and i wouldn't trade those times for nothing.  i don't know if i have said this before but along life's path we met people who make impacts upon us.  some come in our lives and then quickly fade away, some come in and never leave.  i've been fortunate to have friends that have never left.  i may not see them as much as others but the connection is there and it doesn't take long to take up right where we left off. 

 

and i like kathy (tim's wife) also.  she is a bunch of fun.  she's funny and cute and they match as a couple.  and she does seem to be the grounded one, but the women usually are. 

 

they both mentioned that they sometimes read my blog.  so i would like to say again that it was great seeing them and i wish i could see them more.  maybe one day i'll take my lazy butt up to alaska for a vacation.  i love ya both.

time for a new do

i've decided that it was time to get my hair cut....short.  it's been long for oh so many years.  but several months ago i felt that it was time to be rid of the hair and the emotions and baggage imbedded in it.  so it's 4:15 pm on friday and in 15 minutes it's "put up or shut up" time.  i have also been preparing people that the time is coming.  not so much to hear what they have to say but to soften the blow for me when they see it.   i keep looking in the mirror today and saying to myself that this is the last time you will see it like this.  it's time to leave....talk to ya later.

well, after almost busting into tears, the weight has come off my head. after the first cut, i was fine. i know that it's only hair and i know that it can grow back but having long hair for a long time and then cutting it short is like saying goodbye to an old friend.
after she started cutting i could feel the weight being lifted off my shoulders. i kept sighing in relief and tina thought i was sighing because it was taking a long time. but the question is-do i like it? yes and no. yes it looks better and healthier and no not so much right now because my hair is in shock and it's taking a little bit longer to style. oh well, it's only day 2


onto saturday-
my sister and i drove to our family home in cleveland to attend our brother and sister-in-laws 25th anniversary surprise party. my nephew who works at the mall there had reserved the "community room" for the party and our brother and sister-in-law(myles & janie) thought they were coming to the mall for free family pictures that my nephew cliff had received from his work. cliff was the ring master of this party by the way- it was his idea and orchastration. cliff had told them that they couldn't come early because the photographer wasn't getting there until 6:30 and wouldn't be ready until 7.
everyone has known about the party for months. and after it was all said and done we were surprised that NO ONE had spilled the beans about the party. about 15 people on janie's side of the family was there, they came from west tennessee and had managed to keep it a secret.
getting them there wasn't that hard but myles couldn't understand how a good photographer could get set up in 30 minutes. myles had worked for a great photographer and knew that it look longer than that to set up. and also that they have a friend of the family that is a awesome photographer, and could get him anytime, so why waste time on pictures by someone else. janie kept wondering if she was dressed o'k. but they came on time and when the door was opened they in were shock. we all said surprise and happy anniversary but the first thing janie said was "well there's my momma and daddy" they couldn't quite put everything together. then janie got it and started crying like we all knew she would. now my brother on the other hand just stood there with his mouth open and was speechless, which doesn't happen a lot in my family, but he was speechless for about 5 minutes. he then started joking that everyone had known for months and everyone had lied to him. i reminded him that we didn't lie we just didn't tell him.

so the party was great. the night was filled with hugs, kisses, tears and happiness. and to myles and janie's joy-presents. at the end janie thanked everyone for coming and my brother cried his thanks. my brother has gone through a rough several years. waking up in the morning wondering if he had any friends left to stand by him. but god kept telling him to count the small blessings in his life. and last night was a confirmation of those small blessings.

when myles and janie first met it was in december. myles told her that she was the one he was going to marry. janie blew him off. they married that next march and have been together for 25 years.

thanks gerry

me and brad went to see "300" on thursday. if you are not familiar yet with this movie, it is a semi-historical tale of the battle of thermopylae in 480 b.c. based on the graphic novel by frank miller. frank miller also wrote "sin city", i saw "sin city" and have decided hands down that "300" was much better for many many reasons. the biggest reason was gerard butler. i've been a fan of gerry's (apparently he likes to be called gerry because he doesn't like the way americans pronounce his name) since he was in "attila" in a tv miniseries. he and his soldiers and their air brushed abs won me over, not to mention that the movie was great to look at. it was visual pleasing in so many many ways. yes i know i'm being redundant but you had to be there.
it was a "dick" and "chick" flick all rolled up into one movie. eye candy for the women and fighting to the death for the men.

last night i watched on the history channel the historical tale of the battle of thermopylae. it is thought that without this battle at the pass of thermopylae and the heroic deaths of king leonidas of sparta and his men, the infant idea of democracy would have been stamped out by the persians. it also gave the greeks more time to get there shit together and organize against the persians. this epic battle also helped glue together the city states of greece to become a nation. of course there were more that 300 men in this battle but it was the 300 spartans and king leonidas who led this battle and were the trained fighting force behind it.

and as a ending thought-movies are our cultures way of storytelling. if i wasn't a fan of gerard butler i wouldn't have gone to the theatre to see "300", without seeing this movie i probably wouldn't have watched the show on the history channel and without watching the show on the history channel would never have heard the story of the 300 spartans and the battle of thermopylae. thank you gerry for leading me to this information.

a death

as we all know by now, ANNA NICOLE SMITH has died. the news is everywhere. they say it's such a tragic death, dying 5 months after her son died and leaving behind a new born. but i don't find it to be a shock. based on what i always saw in the media she was headed on a downward spiral. news reports say that they didn't find any illegal drugs in the hotel room nor did they find any signs of pills or capsules in her stomach. but my theory is that she overdosed. i don't necessarily think she did it intentionally but she was on too many drugs and it finally caught up with her. i also believe that she was hooked up with the wrong person. howard k stern. like anna's family i believe that he was partly responsible for her death. and i could be led to believe that he was involved in her sons death. the news reports also say that the drugs they found were in his name. and i don't believe he is the father of anna's baby. i think even though he claims to have been in love with her, he was a gold digger and wanted to control her life for his benefit.

but why do i mention any of this? i've never been a big fan of anna nicole. i write this today because her death is no different from all the other countless women's deaths that happen across the country ever day. a pretty woman who sought attention from others to fill in the hole that was created in her heart. a pretty woman who got pregnant at a young age and wanted fame and fortune and had the body and the initiative to find it. and also a woman who put her trust in the wrong person, a controlling man who confused love with possession. a man who possibly helped her stay dependent on drugs. prescription or illegal, drugs are the same. it just comes down to what you can afford. but it happens all the time to women everywhere. and their deaths most of the time go without notice. and that's tragic.

anna nicole's death is more tragic only because we know who she was and had watched her life unfold. she became familiar to us so therefore we have more sympathy, even though the events that led to her death is nothing new but came with a different face. now we as the public will be looking for the stories that come from the baby. personally i hope the child inherits all of the billionaire's money, or a good percentage of it, also hoping that the child's father isn't howard k stern and the baby will grow up with love and affection and the unhealthy cycle that led to her mothers death broken.

and finally i bet the crazy astronaut woman was filled with glee that she was replaced on the front pages of the media by a bigger story.

young at heart

3 days after turning 40 and the only change i can think of is remembering that i am mortal. and i really hate that. i enjoyed thinking that i was going to live forever. that death was a long way away. but ohhh not now.

my birthday dinner that i made my friend lori throw for me was nice. i have kept in touch with everyone at the party but not everyone at the party had kept in touch with each other. it was fun seeing that the dynamics between these people haven't changed in 20 years. 20 years ago when we were barely legal. i had thought about inviting everyone that i knew but that was too many. i'm waiting for 50 to do that. so i decided that it would be those that i was very very tight with for almost 2 decades. and it ended up not being that many. but it was enough for me to be proud of the fact that i had these friends. these are the people who have known me the longest, and still liked me. they know the crazy things i did in my 20's. hell, these were the people that i was doing those crazy things with and sometimes still do crazy things with. at one point lori had pulled out her pictures. and there we all were. not everyone there ran in the same circles, but since we went to school together we had party-ed with each other. a lot of us were thinner and some of the others had hair. we used to be able to drink for hours and now were conservative in our partake-ness of alcohol...well some of us anyway. so thanks to lori for hosting and everyone else that came. and it's the relationships that i have with these people that keeps me feeling young. and thanks to mike for smoking salmon on a rainy sunday just for me.

the big 40

happy birthday to me
happy birthday to me
happy birthday to meeeee
happy birthday to me

i woke up this morning not aware that it was my birthday. but after awhile it came to me. and 2 things stood out as i got up to start my day. my coffee pot died halfway through it's brew. maybe the universe was telling me to stop drinking coffee or it was time to get a new one. i think i'm going with getting a new one. i don't drink that much coffee.

now onto the 2nd thing. pink floyd lyrics keep running through my head. i watched the "LORDS OF DOGTOWN" last night. i don't know why. i was never into the skateboarding craze. but since it was set in the '70's, songs from that time were playing in the background. it was at the end of the movie when one of the characters died that i heard it. "WISH YOU WERE HERE" and along with that song came one of the most meaningful lines..."we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year" i can't explain why that line touches me so, but it does. it's sad and beautiful at the same time. even though i'm not a pink floyd fan and i couldn't even begin to tell you song titles or the history of the band but there are a lot of pink floyd songs that touches me that other songs can't come close to.

so i started to retrace the history of pink floyd in my life. maybe it's because today is a milestone for me and i have started the morning off with retrospection.

when i was around 10 "THE WALL" came out and one of the only songs that got airplay was 'WE DON'T NEED NO EDUCATION" and as i write this i don't even know if this is the correct name of the song but you get what i'm talking about. anyway, that song had a power to me. i loved singing that song. while all of my other girlfriends were into other girly songs, i was always singing that song. it wasn't until i was in college and in my mid-20's that i finally saw the movie. but by that time "COMFORTABLE NUMB" was making it's mark on me. around that time i had fallen into a very deep depression. and that song put words to my emotions and thoughts.

"There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb."

i could have listened to that song constantly, i think it soothed me to know that someone else knew the feeling of hopeless and loss and that i wasn't alone. as a side note i also got into the "CARPENTERS" song "RAINY DAYS AND MONDAYS"

luckily time went by and i had risen above the stagnant waters that my soul was bathing in. i had also decided that i would never go that low again. my spirit would never feel that "numbness". and over the years every time i heard that song, instead of feeling sad because it was associated with that sad time of my life, i felt comforted. i saw the beauty in it. maybe it's because it helped me embrace my dragon instead of slaying it.

change can be good.

went over to mike and dollie's yesterday. dollie was out of town so mike and i talked and did geeky things. like change the look of my page. if you didn't already guess i love peacocks. he also helped me change over to bloggers new template. to be honest it's all very confusing for me. but i woke up this morning excited about changing other things on my page but much to my dismay i can't change my settings. error, error, error. ok but what's the freakin' error? AARRGGG. i am hoping that it's my computer system. i guess i will find out on monday at work when i try it there.

a week from tomorrow i will be turning 40. one of the things that i have noticed is the older i get the less i give a shit about a lot of things. now if you know me, you may have thought that i have always been that way. i never set out to hurt peoples feelings, it just seemed to happen. maybe it was because the tone of my voice lacked tact. but oh well. i have been fortunate to have friends that saw past that and excepted me anyway. i attribute that to my charismatic personality.

here's an fyi for you- i heard mike tyson use the word "gregarious" in an interview the other day. he used it correctly. and i was shocked i tell you. mike tyson using words like gregarious is like bush showing compassion.

happy new year

the floors and clean. the clothes are washed. the car has a full tank
of gas. the trash has been taking out and it's 2007. it's become a
habit of mine to make sure things are clean and full and empty for the
new year. if you start out the year clean, full and empty of trash you
can be prepared for the rest of the year. i also smudged my house to
clean out the bad negative energy's and burned sweet grass to bring in
the good positive energy.

i started my celebration of the new year of saturday at my best friend
and his wife's. they had a new year eve eve party. it was a quiet
affair with lots of food and laughter and one of my favorite things...a
give away table. the only place that i have ever experienced a give
away table are around pagan's. it's fun and and great way to get rid
of things that you don't need anymore and pick up something that you
have been wanting or in most cases where what you have been needing.
on saturday i found a horse shoe. of all the things on the table to
choose from i kept coming back to the horse shoe. since i didn't know
who brought it i started asking around. and come to find out it was
brought by a man named jim who has horses and shoes his own. he tells
me that it's tradition to hang up a horse shoe that had been used and
found. i guess the iron needs to have been worked and used in order
for the metal to do it's work. he also included 2 nails and a legend
about the horse shoe. in this legend the devil hears the sound of the
blacksmith and decides to get his own self shod. he goes to the
blacksmith, who realizes who the customer is, but he agrees to shoe the
devil. he shoes him with the red hot shoes and drives the nails in
deep. the devil pays the blacksmith who then in turns burns the money
knowing that it can come to no good and went about his day. but the
devil found the shoes to be hurtful then painful and tried and tried to
remove the shoes. finally he pulled them from his feet and throw them
far away. and devil has been avoiding horseshoes every since.
now i don't really believe in the "devil" but i do believe that i can
use as much luck as i can. so i hung up the horse shoe above my door.

last night i brought in the new year in a different way that i have in
the past. doing nothing. well...not nothing. i went over to brads
house and hung out with him and the kids for a while . we shot off
fireworks and then after the kids went to bed i came home and watched a
"entourage" marathon until 12 and then went to bed.

today went to mike and dollies annual new year brunch. drank some
mimosa's chatted with people then came home and cleaned my house. i
would like to send a new year shout out to those who were there who
reads my blog.

and finally for today i would like to say that i have mentioned before
that i don't go in for the new year resolutions but this year i am
going to try weight watchers. mike and dollie have been doing it for
awhile and have been successful at it. and i figured it mike can do
it (his a picky eater like me) then i can. it's 5:30 and i'm hungry.

tata for now

5 more days

christmas is coming the goose is getting fat...

please to put a penny in the old man's hat
if you haven't got a penny a ha' penny will do
if you haven't got a ha' penny then god bless you.

lalala a few more days to go and this christmas holiday will be over.

i don't know if i had mentioned before about getting in touch with an old boyfriend of mine. and that he is now a conservative catholic? much to my dismay. but anyhoo, we email back & forth and i had mentioned how much i really really dislike the commercial holiday of christmas. he wrote back and said "yes, it's become a secular holiday. i hope christians take christmas back." at that point i didn't want to start an argument with him, you know with him being a new christian and all, and email fights just ain't cool, but i felt like screaming. "TAKE IT BACK FROM WHO? WHO???" really, now think about that statement. "i hope christians take christmas back." why the hell did you give it away? it's your religion, it ain't my fault that you were more used to being greedy then self-less. it ain't my fault that the air is very thin up there on your high horse and you lost site of what you own holiday was about.
but instead of boycotting stores that can't say "MERRY CHRISTMAS" because the "general christians" think everything needs to be about them. screw the fact that there are lots of people out there who don't follow christianity of believe in it. the "general christians" should keep their ass home and start teaching their children what the "general christians" have been proselytizing about for century's. celebrating the birth of your "savior" who came to give you everlasting life if you believe in him. who preached giving your all to the ones who are broken and damaged and who don't deserve it or have lost the faith. not standing in line with your child for 2 days outside target to get the new "playstation 3" before anyone else in your friend circle gets it.
personally, you can have christmas back. i'll take celebrating the winter solstice instead. you know about the winter solstice don't you??? it's the original christmas. when the christians started taking over the world they needed to stop the pagans from celebrating the changes of the season but didn't know who to do it. so they came up with the brilliant idea of creating christian holidays near pagan holidays. and it worked. pagans love a celebration and food and didn't have a problem with calling their celebration by another name. you see what i have found with pagans is is that they don't have a problem with "naming" things. a name doesn't always define something. maybe it came from hiding their beliefs for centuries.

o.k i'm done for now. but remember "JESUS IS THE REASON FOR THE SEA...UH HOLIDAY" jesus didn't create the seasons. his father did. or mother. whichever.
if you are a christian and would like to take christmas back then stay out of the stores and off the roads and take the money that you would spend on your spoiled children and give to the poor and sick. and teach your children the true meaning of christmas. giving out of love to others in need. or just shut up.

falalalala la la la la!

27 days and counting until a new year. i love the beginning of years. that and my birthday is the 21st day of the new year.
thanksgiving is over, the entire month of in your face christmas is over. the big day of christmas is over and then it's full steam ahead into a new year. i feel like it's a new beginning. that the new year can erase the bad of the last.
however, i don't make resolutions and i don't eat certain foods to bring prosperity for the new year. but more on that closer to time

but the new year isn't here yet so i can look forward to parties, gatherings, food and drink. and the quick loss of money. oh yeah and that long awaited week off from work.

what's new?

well let's see. it's been a while since i checked in. i told ya that
i had problems with journals. but anyway here's a brief recap.

the dems took back the house and senate. woo hoo. they can't do any
worse than what the gop did. at least with the dems, if anyone gets
caught with with their pants down.....you'll be expecting it.

and we have our first woman speaker of the house. GO NANCY.

and our first muslim representative. GO KEITH.

and then bush shoved rumsfeld under the bus. (which is a shocker
because we all believe bush when he says he thinks we are doing a good
job and we be kept around until the end of his term) i believe the
next one will be mr. rove. it's just a matter of time.

o.j simpson has written a book about "if i did it". what a stupid
man. you did it o.j. 'nuff said.

if alcohol problems wasn't enough to take the heat off of foley and
his wicked ways now his father has died. i wonder who he will be
seeking to help him through the grieving process. i just hope it's
someone older that 18.

the rev. ted haggard got caught with his pants down...literally, when
his "boy toy" told the press that he had been having sex with the
evangelical "holier than thou" preacher for 3 years and that the good
reverend was also a meth user. hee hee. i loved that one.

tomkat are finally married...or are they?

still waiting for john mccain to kill himself. tsk tsk senator. you
shouldn't make promises that you can't keep.

the controversial film "borat" is turning out to be a hit. it seems
that people love a good "slap in the face" movie. for those who
understand that it's a slap in the face movie, that is. apparently
some don't. like an entire country?

and finally-bush is just LAME

now an update on me

i just bought a couch. a couch just like my friends mike and dollie.
but in purple. i love it.

i was recently in a play called "godspell" i was in this same show
back in '89. it was fun and the cast was filled with 20 year olds.
but they never made me feel old. they also acted more mature then
some of the cast of "sordid lives" that i did back in july. "godspell"
turned out to be good even though 5 of the cast members only had 5
days to rehearse.

got back in touch with my first boyfriend. there will always be a
place in my heart for bill. but it turns out that he is now a very
conservative republican and a new catholic. pro-everything. so we
don't have that much in common anymore. but it's good to know what he
is doing and that he is happy. however, it's a good thing that the
goddess had other plans for me. i could have ended up in minnesota
and conservative and catholic....yeah right . there ain't no way in
hell that i would live in the north.

boyfriend brad just became a proud land owner of a 25 acre ditch...or
holler' whichever word floats your boat. now he is thinking about
using shipping containers to build a house with. the man's crazy but
i love him.

i think that's it for now. until next time

peace

why?

i know that it's been a long time. my soap box feelings don't last a long time. but with so much stife and war and death and the hopes that the GOP looses control on tuesday this is the only subject that i can vent about.

why prince, why? you are putting yourself up there with the ranks of celine dion and barry manilow. it makes me loose a little respect for you. i feel you are too good to be playing vegas. but if i was in vegas and had $125 to spare after i have seen a cirque de soleil show i wonder if i would go against my convictions to come see your show....yeah probably and that makes me sad.