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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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The American Indians said it Best!
Current mood: artistic
Category: Life
I have been thinking about the difficult path that life has laid out before me. Sometimes it is easy to forget there is a bigger purpose. In doing some research for my book tonight, I came across this and wanted to share it with any who care to read it.
Tread lightly, break not the stillness of the dawn, for in this stillness one can hear the whispers of the Great Spirit.
Choose your path and walk forward, turn not back. And, when the stone appears the obstacle, turn each stone one by one. Do not try to move the mountain, but turn each stone that makes the mountain.
And when the desert sands sear your moccasins, curse not in despair lest the South Wind hear and construe and bring wrath upon your head. And when the path bristles with thorns, turn not from the path, for the strife of life are the thorns. Tread softly. Speak softly. For on this path you will need the wisdom of chieftains. The admonishments of your Chiefs can become your strength.
And when the cold winds buffet you, bend with the wind. And, soon, you will walk unattended.
On the path you may meet an old one, who will stop for you as you will stop for him. Age meets youth, and youth meets age. Remember the little ones along the way. Take time to walk with others along the path, especially those who have pointed your way to higher trails -- your Mother and your Father.
Walk softly so that you will hear the sounds. When you meet and hear the cries of the oppressed, the sick, the little ones, and those who seek you -- be not ashamed that your tear mingles with theirs.
For in this walking there is an awakening. Think twice before you walk the trail
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Monday, September 29, 2008
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Florida’s
Current mood: breezy
Category: Life
I left for Florida to see my BFF Belle... it's her birthday. yeah. I was hoping to get here in time to for a hurricane or two LOL but as fate would have it that's not possible. I guess we will have to save that first for another time. It's good to get away but I miss my kids...who would have thunk it LOL I don't however miss my dogs following me everywhere. As luck would have it when I got here she had made my all time favorite food she makes spagetti and meatballs. Now understand when I say she makes the best meatballs I mean she makes the kind of meatballs that are so tender and tastey you can't even imagine...mmmmm I ate them all day. The best part about being here is the company. We are so much alike, I think we aren't suppose to get along but we have enough differences to really make it interesting. I tend to be more main stream TV and she watches these tv shows that make are really funny and usually on stations I don't get like the gay channel and BBC LOL I love british humor. I love irish humor too. It's always fascinating. We also have different sleep patterns. They own a tattoo parlor so they're up until 5 in the morning....I always feel a little dangerous and youthful living her life LOL...Mine is sooooooo .....NORMAL ~spits out nasty taste in mouth~ I think we all need a break on normal sometimes....
Hope you find a break today!
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
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Biology of Out of Body Experiences
Current mood: eccentric
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
A scientist announced today that they are planning a 3 year project on out of body experiences. Appartently, the brain stops functioning 10 sec after the heart stops beating. Most stories involve people, that come back to life anywhere from a few minutes to an hour. The stories always involve the consciousness of the person dying being at the ceiling looking down as their body is being worked on. So a doctor has decided that to install camera's on the ceiling to record the experience and see if they can prove after life consciousness. So my question here is what do you think?
Near death experiences...real or chemical?
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Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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The Direct Link between Chocolate Cover Oreo’s and Pot Smoking
Current mood: drained
Category: Food and Restaurants
Once upon a time, their was a man or woman that smoked pot. I imagine this, because I cannot explain the culinary genious of chocolate covered oreo's, without some kind of otherworldly influences. These oreo's were born long before the age of chocolate covered pretzels, raisens etc etc. They were a bright light in my world. What young teenage chocoholic wouldn't find this a unique chocolate art? It came to me one day...while smoking pot and eating these beautiful, miraculous cookies that the inventor must have been high.
Soon, these wonderful treats disappeared. It was as if we woke up one day and all the chocolate covered orea's where beamed aboard the mother ship. My heart mourned. Then came double stuffed and I was somewhat appeased. Till I learned they made you fat if you eat to many...I can't just have one so mostly I don't indulge any more.
Today, I was in the grocery store looking for treats and couldn't find my beloved double stuff (I live vicariously through my children eating double stuff LOL) I did however find, halloween orange double stuff, banana split filling and something new, well at least to me. Mint filled oreo stuff. So I bought them because next to chocolate....I love mint chocolate.
On the way home I found my fingers rumaging through the bag as if they had a mind of their own. I slid one carefully from the bag and bit. My mouth burst with the most amazing taste, almost as good as a girlscout cookie. Before I realized it I had already stuffed 4 of them into my mouth. The voice of reason screaming in my head to stop. With great restraint I did. Then did what any normal human woman would do....came home and gave them to my husband.
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Thursday, September 18, 2008
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Tequilla Sunrise
Current mood: crunk
Category: Life
I watched the sun rise this morning. The deep orange red gently faded into the pale orange sherbet of a dawning new day. It was quiet and still, but my mind was restless. Filled with the static noice of things I could do nothing about. So I waited. Maybe, I waited for the silence of the twilight to fill my soul or some divine answer to clear before my eyes. Whatever it was I waited for did not come. I read, and I tried to work, but the restlessness wouuldn't leave me. So, my mind wandered to my myspace friends, as it does from time to time. I wondered how all had faired. What pieces of their lives I was missing. Was Mary's new baby now in college, ready to play defensive end. Was TJ's babe now a world renound entrepenuer running multi million dollar companies.
I would like to say that I had stayed up all night ...but I have no social life that I am aware of
So I guess it was just another Tequilla Sunrise!
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Tuesday, July 29, 2008
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Walmarts VIP Section
Current mood: worried
Category: Life
Walmart:
I know don't roll your eyes at me it's a terrible place to shop with lots of yucky stuff from imported third world countrys with child labor. But I'm just wondering if anyone else had the misconception that Walmart bought mostly american made products...
What happened to the truth in advertising? I mean here I am, wandering down the frozen food isle, happily contemplating the fact that the freezer lights only come on when I walk into the sensor area (Hey! I'm easily amused) when I spy the little package of birthday candles hanging on a clip by the frozen ice cream cakes. Then it hits me. I've been lied too! So what if it has lots of cool stuff at cheap prices. So what if there is a new one, that just opened up right down the street and my son happens to work there. SO WHAT, if they have a really cool freezer section... with sensors that turn on the lights as I walk down the isle...and it makes me feel all important and stuff.
I've been lied too! What the HELL! I love Walmart. How can I continue to look at all the cute, cheap clothing, I would love to put in my basket, when all these poor third world country children are making them working for slave labor wages. And then I have my Scarlette O'Hara moment.
I'm too stressed. The economy is a mess and my family is really feeling it. I can't worry about all this right now!
"And After All Tomorrow Is Another Day"
~smiles evil little grin as she guility puts a cute little shirt in basket~
I can't afford to have political opinions right now.
How about you anyone else having to forgo political opinion in order to fill the grocery cart?
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Sunday, July 27, 2008
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Lions and Tigers and Bears! OH MY
Current mood: bullied
Category: Life
Just a quick note to say hi and I am still alive. This however is due to my strong flight or fight reflex that is triggered by all the lions and tigers and bears OH MY. Suffice it to say
Youngest = still sweet as sugar
Other children = won't go away LOL
husband = won't go away either but still separating
father = has biopsy/possible surgery on Wednesday
business = holding it's own ...sortof
Online Work = I love it and it's picking up yeah
Friends = right down the street and loving it
Dog = no longer sick but still has allergy's
~Shakes head~ I'm as old as dirt and have had major stress since Jesus Lost his slippers
HOW THE HELL ARE ALL OF YOU? I miss you all and have been in and out reading some blogs. Just haven't felt much like writing lately. So please use the comment section to tell me how your life is.
Have a great Day
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Tuesday, July 01, 2008
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Oww I think I sprained my boob!
Current mood: excited
Category: Friends
Just recently, I realized that the 4th of July was right around the corner. No really I swear. And, with this realization, I began to pack. Today is the day my mother arrives. No that's not why I'm leaving, although it did cross my mind(just kidding mom). We will load up 11 people into 2 cars and I will wave fairwell to my beloved new neighbor Lisa. Temporarily-the leaving part not the neighbor part...after moving her last week I have forbidden her to move again for at least a year.
It is our first and only vacation this year. Except, for the roughly 10 days I am hoping to run away for in September to visit my other pea Belle, but that one is with out the whole fam damily...yeah! Since my family sold the Guest Ranch we quit taking long term vacations during the summer, opting for the more often long weekends.
We are off to Catalina Island. I must confess, that I am some what apprehensive, since the last time we went my son was brutally attacked and left for dead. But, being a firm believer in the stiff upper lip thing, I am getting back on the horse. Besides, I am bringing in Mom to "care for the dog whose been sick" so I know I am leaving all in good hands. She did after all raise me and was pretty good at it, if I may say so myself.
So, I will miss you all during the holiday and I would like to take a moment to remember why we are here. Take a moment to remember the price of freedom and remember the human repression all around the world, that we are lucky enough to never have to experience. Take the time to reflect with appreciation the men and women and families that serve our country. They are all that stands between us and foreign and domestic freedom. And you never know, when you might need to call in the national guard to rescue you from your children.
So stand with me strong, proud and shoulder to shoulder. Throw out your chest and salute your flag....
Ow I think I sprained my boob!
Happy 4th of July Everyone! Be safe and watch you fingers, ears, eyes and any other hanging part that might get blown off by fire works.
Blessed Be
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
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What do you say Dear?
Current mood: bullied
Category: Romance and Relationships
I have a friend for the purpose of this blog we will call her Martha. Our husbands grew up together since high school. They moved here to vegas together. They lived with another close friend where they all met us, their future wives. We have all remained very close and have a great time together. Anyway, moving on. Martha has recently started handing out with another girl (I don't know that I ever got the story of how they met and I have never met her personally). This is all well and good but here comes the problem. My friend Martha has been forward me very pornographic text messages that she has received from her new friend. Now before anyone starts in on me about being a prude I have to say in my defense that I am one of the most sexually open people you will ever meet. I am not judgmental and could care less what it is that floats your boat...hell I would try it if it sounds fun :) But these text messages are getting worse and worse and to be honest they are starting to make me feel dirty. As most of you know by now I am empathic as well as other things I won't go into.
Empathic: Empath an individual that has the ability to sense and feel the emotions and energies of people,animals or objects at a distance.
So you see the problem is that I am "picking up" a descending into depravity. It is not a normal sexual appitite and to be honest I don't want that energy sluffing off on me and staying. Then it is a whole process to get it off of me.
I have to be very carefully how I word things with Martha because she is easily offended and to be honest I don't want to embarrass or hurt her but this has to stop. Oh by the way she has been known to stop speaking to us for months (once for a whole year) because she was offended.
So now for my question: How would you word a text to ask her to stop keeping in mind our history and her personality?
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Monday, June 16, 2008
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The Image of a Woman
Current mood: numb
Category: Religion and Philosophy

The image of a woman's life in Afghanistan is one of an american woman's worse nightmare. At the age of 11 she was molested by a man with no legs...He paid her $5
For the simple price of a gallon of milk a child was forced to sell her soul to survive. Why, you ask, was it her soul she sold? Because every woman knows that at such a young age she knew nothing about herself let alone life....
And we thought we had it bad!
I could say so much about this image but I find myself speachless so I will open this forum up.
God and Goddess bless you all!
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