So, it's been a HOT minute since I've blogged. I honestly thought I'd have more time and more to say. Well, neither turned out to be the case. but no judging.. cuz I don't see you getting all bloggy blog on the internets yo.
Anywho, 2010 is ending. This year turned out to not be the GREAT AMAZEBALLS occurence that I so hoped it'd be after The Great Suckfest of 2009. I suppose the years like my life, are a work in progress. I don't have great hopes for 2011, I'm learning to not put faith in that whole "time heals all wounds" bullshit. Because frankly, the wounds I have aren't really the "healing" kind..more like the "leaving scars to remind you exactly what you been through" kind.
But with the new year should come some goals or something.
I don't believe in making resolutions. Frankly, NO ONE on this PLANET sticks to New Year's Resolutions (if you say you do, you're a liar). and I FOR SURE can't make a commitment like that. So, I'm setting some goals for myself. Will I achieve them all? Maybe. Maybe Not. Shit. Happens. Life. Happens. All I can do is try..right?
JENNA'S EPIC AMAZEBALLS AWESOMESAUCE GOALS FOR 2011 or you know, the future:
1. to get some happy (now to figure out how to go about doing so)
2. to spend more time with friends (cuz they are some AMAZEBALLS folks)
3. to worry less (yeah right but still, I can TRY)
4. to continue to make the people important to me a priority, but not so much so that I no longer take care of myself (it’s a BAD habit)
5. to actually get on the treadmill (we’ll see what happens after I step on the thing, I'm not making promises here kids)
6. to somehow get the money situation in check (sigh, sadly, this may take til the 3 year time limit is up, but hey it's a goal for then)
7. to throw myself onehelluva29+1 burfday party (I’m thinking sequins)
8. to try new things (just to get some of the chicken/wuss out)
9. to get another tattoo (a. to improve my badass street cred & b. cuz I want 1 or 2 more)
10. to live
Song of the Day: "We Will Rock You" -Queen
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
I'm Here So You Have Something to Talk About, Err, Not Really...
A favorite quote of mine is "I'm here so you have something to talk about"
The truth is.. not so much. I'm not a fan of being talked about..
Let me clarify..I mean gossiped about, talked about disparingly, badly etc.
I work in a business where most folks feel entitled to know all they can about you whether or not you are actually friends. I.E. THEY ARE NOSEY.
I still haven't gotten use to this. I'm not a hugely private person but there some things I believe aren't anyones business unless I tell them myself.
And, I would have more respect for someone if they just flat out asked me a question rather than gossiped/speculated/etc.
Which brings me to my next point...what's worse than someone you are not friends with gossiping/speculating/etc about you? Someone you consider a friend.
Same thing holds true in this situation..ask ME..don't ask someone else.
It really chaps my hide when so-called friends behave this way...Especially if you are over the age of 16. It is ridiculous. Grow. Up.
Song of the Day: Gossip Folks by Missy Elliott
The truth is.. not so much. I'm not a fan of being talked about..
Let me clarify..I mean gossiped about, talked about disparingly, badly etc.
I work in a business where most folks feel entitled to know all they can about you whether or not you are actually friends. I.E. THEY ARE NOSEY.
I still haven't gotten use to this. I'm not a hugely private person but there some things I believe aren't anyones business unless I tell them myself.
And, I would have more respect for someone if they just flat out asked me a question rather than gossiped/speculated/etc.
Which brings me to my next point...what's worse than someone you are not friends with gossiping/speculating/etc about you? Someone you consider a friend.
Same thing holds true in this situation..ask ME..don't ask someone else.
It really chaps my hide when so-called friends behave this way...Especially if you are over the age of 16. It is ridiculous. Grow. Up.
Song of the Day: Gossip Folks by Missy Elliott
Monday, October 11, 2010
I didn't think this is where I'd be...
I just recently had myself a birthday.
Birthday are BIG FRIGGIN' DEALS in my family. And, I may take it a step further, you know, because I can. Generally, my birthday celebration lasts between a week and the entire month..depending on my mood. I make no apologies for it. You can either get on board or get off the birthday train, it makes no difference to me.
However, with this year's birthday came some perspective, or retrospective...basically it got me thinking.
"I am not where I thought I would be."
Truthfully, who is? But we're not talking about everyone here.. we're talking about me..or rather, I'm talking about me. I'm 29. Divorced/Single. and a whole lotta other stuff.
I'm a planner. In fact, I've been made fun of because of how much I like to plan. (yeah, I'm not speaking to those people anymore) Anywho, like I said, I love to plan. Big plans, small plans, vacation plans whatever. I'm the plan maker. In another life I'd adore being an event planner I think. Which is why, in my head, I made all these plans for myself. However, I never really informed anyone else, assumed "everyone" else would go along with it, and furthermore than God would just provide the path to make it all happen.
Yeah, I realize now.. STUPID GIRL.
Life is not about the plans I'm making.. it is about the plans that God has for me. This.. has been a work in progress for me.. but I'm learning..
Thankfully, he has been patient with me.
So no, I am not where I thought I would be..
but now I'm easing up on making the plans and waiting to see what the plan is...
Song of the Day: "Good Life" One Republic
Birthday are BIG FRIGGIN' DEALS in my family. And, I may take it a step further, you know, because I can. Generally, my birthday celebration lasts between a week and the entire month..depending on my mood. I make no apologies for it. You can either get on board or get off the birthday train, it makes no difference to me.
However, with this year's birthday came some perspective, or retrospective...basically it got me thinking.
"I am not where I thought I would be."
Truthfully, who is? But we're not talking about everyone here.. we're talking about me..or rather, I'm talking about me. I'm 29. Divorced/Single. and a whole lotta other stuff.
I'm a planner. In fact, I've been made fun of because of how much I like to plan. (yeah, I'm not speaking to those people anymore) Anywho, like I said, I love to plan. Big plans, small plans, vacation plans whatever. I'm the plan maker. In another life I'd adore being an event planner I think. Which is why, in my head, I made all these plans for myself. However, I never really informed anyone else, assumed "everyone" else would go along with it, and furthermore than God would just provide the path to make it all happen.
Yeah, I realize now.. STUPID GIRL.
Life is not about the plans I'm making.. it is about the plans that God has for me. This.. has been a work in progress for me.. but I'm learning..
Thankfully, he has been patient with me.
So no, I am not where I thought I would be..
but now I'm easing up on making the plans and waiting to see what the plan is...
Song of the Day: "Good Life" One Republic
Monday, September 20, 2010
Kids, or those little people other "adults" have..
Never been a huge fan of them, I'm not going to lie to you. At around age 2 my parents brought home a bouncing baby girl they informed me was my new little sister. Two weeks later I asked them to return said sister because "she made too much noise".
They opted to keep her and I've liked her off and on for most of her life.. I still contend she makes too much noise on most occasions.
So then there was the time honored tradition of babysitting. I took the course, got myself certified, and took on the working world. It didn't take long for me to realize this wasn't going to be an easy money making adventure. There was actual work involved.. Kids are stressful, need constant attention, and needy. After a few jobs I informed my parents I would no longer be making money through this enterprise because homicide is illegal.
It was also around this time that I announced to said parents they would not be getting grandchildren out of me.. they either needed to look to the sister they decided to keep or adopt their own.
For years I seriously felt this way. I'd go to college, get my degree, get married, and then the hubs and I would take vacations to Disney World..Childless. It sounded absolutely intoxicating and glorius.. no throwup, spitups, whining, childish antics (cept from the husband, that's another day/another blog) Then the "little" sister got preggers.
In September of 2004 I met my nephew and life as I knew it changed forever.
I am completely head-over-heels in love with this kid. I wept nearly uncontrollably as the nurse brought him out for all to see.
I'd do ANYTHING for him.. walk over hot coals, get hit by a train, buy ridiculous amounts of sweets/toys/food/whateverhefreakingwants.
Now, a niece is on her way. Frankly, I'm beyond excited. I ADORE my nephew and have boatloads of fun with him. BUT, he won't wear tutus... and I'm gonna make this chick..she just doesn't know it yet.. (no, I'm not kidding) I want and hope I can do anything for my niece and nephew. I never want them to want for anything. I love them both so very much..
This has even got me rethinking my "no kids" policy. I'd be a liar if I didn't admit it did. Thankfully, my biological clock is not a-ticking. And, fortunately, if I ever decided to procreate, I've got a few years left under my belt.
I still like the idea of traveling to Disney World and various other parts of the globe childless. Let's face it... I really like souvenirs and if you have kids they're gonna want them to. At this point in my life I would much rather buy what I want for myself and bring back the nephew & niece something....
Song of the Day: Feels Like Today -Rascal Flatts
They opted to keep her and I've liked her off and on for most of her life.. I still contend she makes too much noise on most occasions.
So then there was the time honored tradition of babysitting. I took the course, got myself certified, and took on the working world. It didn't take long for me to realize this wasn't going to be an easy money making adventure. There was actual work involved.. Kids are stressful, need constant attention, and needy. After a few jobs I informed my parents I would no longer be making money through this enterprise because homicide is illegal.
It was also around this time that I announced to said parents they would not be getting grandchildren out of me.. they either needed to look to the sister they decided to keep or adopt their own.
For years I seriously felt this way. I'd go to college, get my degree, get married, and then the hubs and I would take vacations to Disney World..Childless. It sounded absolutely intoxicating and glorius.. no throwup, spitups, whining, childish antics (cept from the husband, that's another day/another blog) Then the "little" sister got preggers.
In September of 2004 I met my nephew and life as I knew it changed forever.
I am completely head-over-heels in love with this kid. I wept nearly uncontrollably as the nurse brought him out for all to see.
I'd do ANYTHING for him.. walk over hot coals, get hit by a train, buy ridiculous amounts of sweets/toys/food/whateverhefreakingwants.
Now, a niece is on her way. Frankly, I'm beyond excited. I ADORE my nephew and have boatloads of fun with him. BUT, he won't wear tutus... and I'm gonna make this chick..she just doesn't know it yet.. (no, I'm not kidding) I want and hope I can do anything for my niece and nephew. I never want them to want for anything. I love them both so very much..
This has even got me rethinking my "no kids" policy. I'd be a liar if I didn't admit it did. Thankfully, my biological clock is not a-ticking. And, fortunately, if I ever decided to procreate, I've got a few years left under my belt.
I still like the idea of traveling to Disney World and various other parts of the globe childless. Let's face it... I really like souvenirs and if you have kids they're gonna want them to. At this point in my life I would much rather buy what I want for myself and bring back the nephew & niece something....
Song of the Day: Feels Like Today -Rascal Flatts
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Wear Sunscreen...
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth;
oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….
You’re not as fat as you
imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.
Floss
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…
the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t,
maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t,
maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…
whatever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either –
your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own..
Dance…
even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard;
live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths:
prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old,
and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth;
oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….
You’re not as fat as you
imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.
Floss
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…
the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t,
maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t,
maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…
whatever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either –
your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own..
Dance…
even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard;
live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths:
prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old,
and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…
Friday, August 27, 2010
Letters to Exes
The art of letter writing is a dying one.. I remember getting so excited whenever I received one.
I am also partial to getting the last word in..so that’s led me to today’s post..
Letters to Exes…
I believe all relationships that come to an end should serve as life lessons. Now, some do more than others, so I’m picking a Top 5 of sorts.. mainly because that’s my lucky number..and because I have no intention of filling up this blog with all my past transgressions.. so here goes nothing:
Letter #1:
Dear CG,
You never forget your first love. So, I will never forget you. I learned so many things from our relationship. Namely, since you were my first kiss that I simply adore kissing. Most of the firsts that come along with puppy love were to follow..including my first broken heart. Thankfully, I also learned that you can indeed survive one. Actually, I learned you can survive it not once, but twice. Fortunately, now I am older and wiser and just know that it was definitely a stepping stone for things to come..
So thanks for the memories good and even bad, -JJ
Letter #2:
Dear JP,
I learned that some guys should come with a warning label. As a matter of fact, many should have one tattooed on their forehead. You, would be, one of those people. Maybe, some women should come with one too. But make no mistake, a warning label would save a whole lotta folks a whole lotta trouble. And, it doesn’t have to be that detailed.. a simple “Warning: Stay Away” would suffice.
No I just hope you find someone who loves the same two things that you do. -JJ
Letter #3:
Dear AS,
Timing..everything is a matter of timing..this is just one of the things I took from our time together. Also, it is nice to be friends with someone before you get involved any further. It brings a certain level of comfort to the situation. The only sad part is it further adds to the broken heartedness when it ends because you not only lose someone you love but a friend as well. I had truly convinced myself we would last forever. but, I think at the age of 18 you think that way about everything…
So, then I learned everything happens for a reason. And again, you can always pick yourself up and dust everything off and keep on trucking.
Now, One of us is married, and happy, with kids.. so see? It does work out.. Congratulations -JJ
Letter #4:
Dear JL,
Everyone is looking for something..and sometimes people think they can find it in another person. Others attempt to find what they are looking for in different ways. So, I learned it is okay to have hopes and dreams and to believe in them and believe in someone else’s. but you have to eventually choose, decide, pick, hone in on..something/someone. And, you have to be willing to compromise..but not on yourself or your beliefs. I grew up a lot in the time we were together and in that time I learned a lot about me. I think life’s journey is about learning about yourself and if you can do that alongside someone else it can only enhance it.. but sometimes it doesn’t. Every once in a while, it hurts more than it helps.
So to you I hope you do find what you are looking for. -JJ
Letter #5:
Dear CC,
“a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that’s holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.”
I admit I found that in a book I read recently..so I can’t take the credit for it. But yes, walls were torn down, I was “smacked” awake so-to-speak. Then, I set out on making plans for a future..our future..
But I should have known just as soon as I had some ideas, a little thing like life would bring me back to reality. I bet all I had on a thing called love, but in the end, I learned it wasn’t enough. And, so the lesson is..sometimes even love is a gamble. And, just because you want one thing doesn’t mean the other person does. You made the choice and went where you really wanted to be. I can do nothing now but respect that.
I only ever wanted you to be truly happy, which is really what love is about….being happy… But JMCC AND JLCC and good luck. -JJ
In the wake of my “letters” this came out as well.. I haven’t written a poem in ages.. I guess maybe because I technically “write” every day.. but nevertheless here it is..
I am haunted by a ghost
But, not the kind of which scary movies boasts.
It is of a past,
that did not last,
the forever that was promised to me.
So, now I turn my head and hope to see
the hands, the heart, and the face
that will help erase
what lingers from a hope so pure
that made each breath more sure
of what I thought there was to be..
the you.. the me..the we..
But I.. I was not your choice
And now I'm left with no voice
Be happy.. for that is what meant most
And I.. I will forever hold my ghost
SONGS OF THE DAY:
"Don’t Dream It’s Over" –Crowded House and
“Some Day When I Stop Loving You” –Carrie Underwood
I am also partial to getting the last word in..so that’s led me to today’s post..
Letters to Exes…
I believe all relationships that come to an end should serve as life lessons. Now, some do more than others, so I’m picking a Top 5 of sorts.. mainly because that’s my lucky number..and because I have no intention of filling up this blog with all my past transgressions.. so here goes nothing:
Letter #1:
Dear CG,
You never forget your first love. So, I will never forget you. I learned so many things from our relationship. Namely, since you were my first kiss that I simply adore kissing. Most of the firsts that come along with puppy love were to follow..including my first broken heart. Thankfully, I also learned that you can indeed survive one. Actually, I learned you can survive it not once, but twice. Fortunately, now I am older and wiser and just know that it was definitely a stepping stone for things to come..
So thanks for the memories good and even bad, -JJ
Letter #2:
Dear JP,
I learned that some guys should come with a warning label. As a matter of fact, many should have one tattooed on their forehead. You, would be, one of those people. Maybe, some women should come with one too. But make no mistake, a warning label would save a whole lotta folks a whole lotta trouble. And, it doesn’t have to be that detailed.. a simple “Warning: Stay Away” would suffice.
No I just hope you find someone who loves the same two things that you do. -JJ
Letter #3:
Dear AS,
Timing..everything is a matter of timing..this is just one of the things I took from our time together. Also, it is nice to be friends with someone before you get involved any further. It brings a certain level of comfort to the situation. The only sad part is it further adds to the broken heartedness when it ends because you not only lose someone you love but a friend as well. I had truly convinced myself we would last forever. but, I think at the age of 18 you think that way about everything…
So, then I learned everything happens for a reason. And again, you can always pick yourself up and dust everything off and keep on trucking.
Now, One of us is married, and happy, with kids.. so see? It does work out.. Congratulations -JJ
Letter #4:
Dear JL,
Everyone is looking for something..and sometimes people think they can find it in another person. Others attempt to find what they are looking for in different ways. So, I learned it is okay to have hopes and dreams and to believe in them and believe in someone else’s. but you have to eventually choose, decide, pick, hone in on..something/someone. And, you have to be willing to compromise..but not on yourself or your beliefs. I grew up a lot in the time we were together and in that time I learned a lot about me. I think life’s journey is about learning about yourself and if you can do that alongside someone else it can only enhance it.. but sometimes it doesn’t. Every once in a while, it hurts more than it helps.
So to you I hope you do find what you are looking for. -JJ
Letter #5:
Dear CC,
“a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that’s holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.”
I admit I found that in a book I read recently..so I can’t take the credit for it. But yes, walls were torn down, I was “smacked” awake so-to-speak. Then, I set out on making plans for a future..our future..
But I should have known just as soon as I had some ideas, a little thing like life would bring me back to reality. I bet all I had on a thing called love, but in the end, I learned it wasn’t enough. And, so the lesson is..sometimes even love is a gamble. And, just because you want one thing doesn’t mean the other person does. You made the choice and went where you really wanted to be. I can do nothing now but respect that.
I only ever wanted you to be truly happy, which is really what love is about….being happy… But JMCC AND JLCC and good luck. -JJ
In the wake of my “letters” this came out as well.. I haven’t written a poem in ages.. I guess maybe because I technically “write” every day.. but nevertheless here it is..
I am haunted by a ghost
But, not the kind of which scary movies boasts.
It is of a past,
that did not last,
the forever that was promised to me.
So, now I turn my head and hope to see
the hands, the heart, and the face
that will help erase
what lingers from a hope so pure
that made each breath more sure
of what I thought there was to be..
the you.. the me..the we..
But I.. I was not your choice
And now I'm left with no voice
Be happy.. for that is what meant most
And I.. I will forever hold my ghost
SONGS OF THE DAY:
"Don’t Dream It’s Over" –Crowded House and
“Some Day When I Stop Loving You” –Carrie Underwood
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Love Who You Love
“If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it’s yours forever. If it doesn’t, then it was never meant to be.” -Anonymous
I’m going to just have to call BS on this one…
If you truly love someone you never really let them go. In fact, you do whatever you can no matter what it “costs” to be with them. And, if you really do love someone and they love you in return then it doesn’t “cost” anything to be with them. You don’t lose anything with love, or you shouldn’t. You shouldn’t have to give up anything or anyone. Love allows you to blossom, to be better, and to love yourself as well as another person. It’s why people who truly love each other grow older together…
If you do let them “go” it is called a break-up. I just don’t buy “I loved him/her enough that I had to let them go.” What the hell does that even mean? If you are not with the person you “love” it is because you do not want to be with them. End of story. That’s it.
The only other reason you are no longer with someone you really truly are in love with is because one of you DIED.
Oh, yeah and No one can be “yours forever”. You can no longer “own” people. Slavery was abolished in 1865.
SONG OF THE DAY: Love Who You Love -Rascal Flatts
I’m going to just have to call BS on this one…
If you truly love someone you never really let them go. In fact, you do whatever you can no matter what it “costs” to be with them. And, if you really do love someone and they love you in return then it doesn’t “cost” anything to be with them. You don’t lose anything with love, or you shouldn’t. You shouldn’t have to give up anything or anyone. Love allows you to blossom, to be better, and to love yourself as well as another person. It’s why people who truly love each other grow older together…
If you do let them “go” it is called a break-up. I just don’t buy “I loved him/her enough that I had to let them go.” What the hell does that even mean? If you are not with the person you “love” it is because you do not want to be with them. End of story. That’s it.
The only other reason you are no longer with someone you really truly are in love with is because one of you DIED.
Oh, yeah and No one can be “yours forever”. You can no longer “own” people. Slavery was abolished in 1865.
SONG OF THE DAY: Love Who You Love -Rascal Flatts
Monday, August 23, 2010
Going to the Movies..
I love a trip to the movie theater.. especially when the movie is worth the now eight bucks you have to pay..
However, I do not pay said $8 to hear you talk to your neighbor, watch you check your cell phone, or listen to you answer that damned thing either. I absolutely want to resort to physical violence when any of those things happen. NOTHING and I mean NOTHING is important enough for you to interupt MY viewing of the movie that I PAID to SEE!
Alright, off my soapbox..
Saw Eat, Pray, Love this weekend..
I give it an overall 7 out of 10 and as far as adaptation from the book I give it a 7.5.
Julia Roberts as Liz.. is, for the most part, believable. Granted Julia is older and looks older than Liz is in the book, but I cannot honestly come up with someone in their mid-30's actress wise who I could see playing Liz instead of Julia.
They did an excellent job on the actors playing Ketut and his wife.. Richard in India...Wayan (although there wasn't enough of her & the way they thrust the house thing in there was like "oh yeah, she got her a house, we should add that") then there is Jarvier Bardem as Felipe. That was THE BEST casting of the entire movie. Not only because Bardem is HAWT, but because he is such a good actor.. I believed in him as Felipe wholeheartedly...
For the most part they did a good job on the three different locations she goes to on her journey..capturing the beauty and essence of each..I cannot imagine how hard it was to condense each the way they did. The screenplay was well written and they even added some memorable lines that were not in the book. I laughed and cried in most of the parts I did in the book..perhaps not as much.. and I was craving Italian food as soon as we left.
Disappointments:
I was not happy with the way they portrayed Liz's ex-husband. In no way did I picture him as a bumbling idiot and the moviemakers when above and beyond in making him that way. It was disappointing especially since they did choose a good actor for the role..
Moving on to the bad.. James Franco in no way, shape, or form is David. First of all, he was a bad actor badly playing a bad actor. And the relationship he had with Julia in the movie was not at all believable. I did not think these two were starcrossed lovers destined to forever be linked by their souls at all.. A.) He was too young.(Liz & David are closer in age in the book) B.) he was just bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad. It was painful to watch every scene "David" was in because of just how bad Franco is..
There were, as with all movies taken from books, alot of things done differently and a lot of things left out that I wished weren't.
The book resounded so much with me that I will forever love it.. the movie.. eh..notsomuch..
Song of the Day: Good Life by OneRepublic
However, I do not pay said $8 to hear you talk to your neighbor, watch you check your cell phone, or listen to you answer that damned thing either. I absolutely want to resort to physical violence when any of those things happen. NOTHING and I mean NOTHING is important enough for you to interupt MY viewing of the movie that I PAID to SEE!
Alright, off my soapbox..
Saw Eat, Pray, Love this weekend..
I give it an overall 7 out of 10 and as far as adaptation from the book I give it a 7.5.
Julia Roberts as Liz.. is, for the most part, believable. Granted Julia is older and looks older than Liz is in the book, but I cannot honestly come up with someone in their mid-30's actress wise who I could see playing Liz instead of Julia.
They did an excellent job on the actors playing Ketut and his wife.. Richard in India...Wayan (although there wasn't enough of her & the way they thrust the house thing in there was like "oh yeah, she got her a house, we should add that") then there is Jarvier Bardem as Felipe. That was THE BEST casting of the entire movie. Not only because Bardem is HAWT, but because he is such a good actor.. I believed in him as Felipe wholeheartedly...
For the most part they did a good job on the three different locations she goes to on her journey..capturing the beauty and essence of each..I cannot imagine how hard it was to condense each the way they did. The screenplay was well written and they even added some memorable lines that were not in the book. I laughed and cried in most of the parts I did in the book..perhaps not as much.. and I was craving Italian food as soon as we left.
Disappointments:
I was not happy with the way they portrayed Liz's ex-husband. In no way did I picture him as a bumbling idiot and the moviemakers when above and beyond in making him that way. It was disappointing especially since they did choose a good actor for the role..
Moving on to the bad.. James Franco in no way, shape, or form is David. First of all, he was a bad actor badly playing a bad actor. And the relationship he had with Julia in the movie was not at all believable. I did not think these two were starcrossed lovers destined to forever be linked by their souls at all.. A.) He was too young.(Liz & David are closer in age in the book) B.) he was just bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad. It was painful to watch every scene "David" was in because of just how bad Franco is..
There were, as with all movies taken from books, alot of things done differently and a lot of things left out that I wished weren't.
The book resounded so much with me that I will forever love it.. the movie.. eh..notsomuch..
Song of the Day: Good Life by OneRepublic
Monday, August 16, 2010
Friends Are Friends Forever
Everyone has a core group of friends. The ones that you can go to anytime anyplace anywhere for anything. I actually have several that I managed to make over the years. And, I am grateful for and blessed by each and every one of them.
One such group would be the high school gals.. actually we met before then, but our relationships sort of became solidified during that time.
Liz aka Elizabeth/Lizbeth/Lidabuh/Frank, Fran aka Narf, Frank, Frances, Frannie, Krissy aka Kristen, Jen aka Jennifer, & Kim aka Lo, Schlo. oh and me..
I met Liz, Jen, and Lo in 7th grade. Krissy sometime before that and Fran I've known the longest. She and I went to church together and if memory serves me that means we met somewhere between 4th and 6th grade.
Each of these girls I love very dearly. Over the years our friendships have had their ups and downs but I know at the end of the day they are there for me and I for them. They're my Ya-Ya's..
"We are the flames of the fires, the whirling of the winds. We are the waters of the rains and the rivers and the oceans. We are the rocks and the stones. And now by the power invested in me, I declare we are the mighty Ya-Ya priestesses. Let no man put us under. Now our blood flows through each other as it's done for all eternity. Loyal forever. We raise our voices in the words of Mumbo Gumbo... YA-YA!"
Everyone's all grown up now of course (for the most part) and off doing their own things.. I'm so proud of us all..
Case in point, Fran, is off to embark on a new journey. It's why I'm writing this.. she's headed off to another state hours and hours away to start a new career. I wish her much luck and many blessings. I know she and Ethan will be wildly successful and I couldn't be happier for her. and just like I know all this I know our friendship will endure...
Song of the Day:
Packing up the dreams God planted
In the fertile soil of you
Can't believe the hopes He's granted
Means a chapter in your life is through
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
Chorus:
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord's the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never
'Cause the welcome will not end
Though it's hard to let you go
In the Father's hands we know
That a lifetime's not too long to live as friends.
With the faith and love God's given
Springing from the hope we know
We will pray the joy you'll live in
Is the strength that now you show
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
One such group would be the high school gals.. actually we met before then, but our relationships sort of became solidified during that time.
Liz aka Elizabeth/Lizbeth/Lidabuh/Frank, Fran aka Narf, Frank, Frances, Frannie, Krissy aka Kristen, Jen aka Jennifer, & Kim aka Lo, Schlo. oh and me..
I met Liz, Jen, and Lo in 7th grade. Krissy sometime before that and Fran I've known the longest. She and I went to church together and if memory serves me that means we met somewhere between 4th and 6th grade.
Each of these girls I love very dearly. Over the years our friendships have had their ups and downs but I know at the end of the day they are there for me and I for them. They're my Ya-Ya's..
"We are the flames of the fires, the whirling of the winds. We are the waters of the rains and the rivers and the oceans. We are the rocks and the stones. And now by the power invested in me, I declare we are the mighty Ya-Ya priestesses. Let no man put us under. Now our blood flows through each other as it's done for all eternity. Loyal forever. We raise our voices in the words of Mumbo Gumbo... YA-YA!"
Everyone's all grown up now of course (for the most part) and off doing their own things.. I'm so proud of us all..
Case in point, Fran, is off to embark on a new journey. It's why I'm writing this.. she's headed off to another state hours and hours away to start a new career. I wish her much luck and many blessings. I know she and Ethan will be wildly successful and I couldn't be happier for her. and just like I know all this I know our friendship will endure...
Song of the Day:
Packing up the dreams God planted
In the fertile soil of you
Can't believe the hopes He's granted
Means a chapter in your life is through
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
Chorus:
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord's the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never
'Cause the welcome will not end
Though it's hard to let you go
In the Father's hands we know
That a lifetime's not too long to live as friends.
With the faith and love God's given
Springing from the hope we know
We will pray the joy you'll live in
Is the strength that now you show
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
'Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
Friday, August 13, 2010
Random Things
25 Random Things with commentary
1. I refuse to eat brown M&M’s. I don’t like them. (never have, never will)
2. I have learned that as soon as you utter the words “I will never” God has different ideas. (Boy does he ever)
3. I am not a patient person..I just have a massive capacity for self-control. (I even won the "Self-Control" badge at GA Camp one summer)
4. Worrying is an artform to me. I am worrying about at least 10 things at any given moment. Maybe more. (I've calmed down considerably since I don't have quite as much to worry about, but like I said it's an artform..so I CAN do it anytime, anywhere)
5. I regret going to the college I went to. I’m grateful for the people I met, the good teachers I was exposed to, and the things I learned. But I wish I hadn’t been too afraid to go where I really wanted to go. (I got an education, for that I am blessed. but I'll always have that twinge of "I shoulda")
6. I dip wheat bread in my sweet tea as a snack. (and it is soo good!)
7. I HATE clowns. (This is my Auntie's fault, she takes responsibility for it & everything. but still I hate em.)
8. I think you can love more than one person in your life. And I believe in soulmates, but I think you only get one of those and you don’t always end up together. (yeah. sigh)
9. Birthdays were always a big deal in my family. So much so that I do not work on mine, I consider it a holiday. (it's a national holiday in case you were wondering & I accept presents.. the entire month.. it's not limited to just 1 day)
10. My elbows & knees are double-jointed. I can’t really do anything special; it’s just the way I am. (I think I look odd, but no one else has really ever noticed UNTIL I point it out.. then they always make a face)
11. I LOVE music. I want to constantly listen to it, buy it, own it, sing it, dance to it, whatever. I can’t get enough and there’s very little I don’t like.
12. I wholeheartedly believe what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And I’m an actual example of it. (BECAUSE I'm still alive)
13. I am picky. V E R Y picky (on soooo many levels & I refuse to apologize for it)
14. I love my family more than they may ever know, and I’m so very grateful that they’ve been there for me when I needed them. (they are soo awesome)
15. Everyone told me my sister and I wouldn’t really get along until we were older. I didn’t really believe this because I wasn’t her biggest fan (of course I loved her, I just didn’t really LIKE her) but now I can honestly say she is my best friend and if I could choose to grow up and old with anyone it’d be her. I hope she sticks around. (crossing my fingers)
16. I have a strong interest in event planning. I haven’t done anything with it other than plan the occasional party or shower, but I’d like to do it on a bigger scale. Too chicken. (still too chicken)
17. I’ve secretly always wanted a house that’s a cross between Graceland and an antebellum home. I love Elvis & the South, so I think it’s a perfect combo.
18. I cannot use scissors very well and it is all my mother’s fault. (she will attest to this)
19. I want to go to a real honest-to-God beach. Where the water is BLUE like you see in the movies.
20. I’m a little bit of a control freak (just a smidge, ok maybe more than a smidge)
21. I want to learn Italian and go back to Italy (mainly b/c of Eat, Pray, Love & b/c it is so awesome)
22. I pretty much starved myself for a year, amongst other things, because I was relentlessly tortured by both girls & boys in junior high. Now, I find it funny/ironic they want to befriend me on FB. (people suck)
23. One of the most profound things that was ever given to me was a speech from Theodore Roosevelt. My 8th grade English teacher wrote me a note and gave it to me. It meant more to me than she’ll ever know. Thanks Ms Atherton, wherever you are. (I need to find her)
24. If I could, I’d get my nails done every week. (it is so amazing. I LOVE it)
25. I NEVER wanted kids until September 15, 2004. That day changed my life forever. (this changes everyday, but I am the BEST auntie EVER)
SONG OF THE DAY: All I Do is Win-DJ Khaled
1. I refuse to eat brown M&M’s. I don’t like them. (never have, never will)
2. I have learned that as soon as you utter the words “I will never” God has different ideas. (Boy does he ever)
3. I am not a patient person..I just have a massive capacity for self-control. (I even won the "Self-Control" badge at GA Camp one summer)
4. Worrying is an artform to me. I am worrying about at least 10 things at any given moment. Maybe more. (I've calmed down considerably since I don't have quite as much to worry about, but like I said it's an artform..so I CAN do it anytime, anywhere)
5. I regret going to the college I went to. I’m grateful for the people I met, the good teachers I was exposed to, and the things I learned. But I wish I hadn’t been too afraid to go where I really wanted to go. (I got an education, for that I am blessed. but I'll always have that twinge of "I shoulda")
6. I dip wheat bread in my sweet tea as a snack. (and it is soo good!)
7. I HATE clowns. (This is my Auntie's fault, she takes responsibility for it & everything. but still I hate em.)
8. I think you can love more than one person in your life. And I believe in soulmates, but I think you only get one of those and you don’t always end up together. (yeah. sigh)
9. Birthdays were always a big deal in my family. So much so that I do not work on mine, I consider it a holiday. (it's a national holiday in case you were wondering & I accept presents.. the entire month.. it's not limited to just 1 day)
10. My elbows & knees are double-jointed. I can’t really do anything special; it’s just the way I am. (I think I look odd, but no one else has really ever noticed UNTIL I point it out.. then they always make a face)
11. I LOVE music. I want to constantly listen to it, buy it, own it, sing it, dance to it, whatever. I can’t get enough and there’s very little I don’t like.
12. I wholeheartedly believe what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And I’m an actual example of it. (BECAUSE I'm still alive)
13. I am picky. V E R Y picky (on soooo many levels & I refuse to apologize for it)
14. I love my family more than they may ever know, and I’m so very grateful that they’ve been there for me when I needed them. (they are soo awesome)
15. Everyone told me my sister and I wouldn’t really get along until we were older. I didn’t really believe this because I wasn’t her biggest fan (of course I loved her, I just didn’t really LIKE her) but now I can honestly say she is my best friend and if I could choose to grow up and old with anyone it’d be her. I hope she sticks around. (crossing my fingers)
16. I have a strong interest in event planning. I haven’t done anything with it other than plan the occasional party or shower, but I’d like to do it on a bigger scale. Too chicken. (still too chicken)
17. I’ve secretly always wanted a house that’s a cross between Graceland and an antebellum home. I love Elvis & the South, so I think it’s a perfect combo.
18. I cannot use scissors very well and it is all my mother’s fault. (she will attest to this)
19. I want to go to a real honest-to-God beach. Where the water is BLUE like you see in the movies.
20. I’m a little bit of a control freak (just a smidge, ok maybe more than a smidge)
21. I want to learn Italian and go back to Italy (mainly b/c of Eat, Pray, Love & b/c it is so awesome)
22. I pretty much starved myself for a year, amongst other things, because I was relentlessly tortured by both girls & boys in junior high. Now, I find it funny/ironic they want to befriend me on FB. (people suck)
23. One of the most profound things that was ever given to me was a speech from Theodore Roosevelt. My 8th grade English teacher wrote me a note and gave it to me. It meant more to me than she’ll ever know. Thanks Ms Atherton, wherever you are. (I need to find her)
24. If I could, I’d get my nails done every week. (it is so amazing. I LOVE it)
25. I NEVER wanted kids until September 15, 2004. That day changed my life forever. (this changes everyday, but I am the BEST auntie EVER)
SONG OF THE DAY: All I Do is Win-DJ Khaled
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Committed
I'm reading the followup to Eat, Pray, Love, which you can tell from a previous post I am absolutely in love with. So, I thought why not try out the sequel?!
I'm just about halfway through it and so far..so good.
Elizabeth Gilbert looks at the history and evolution of marriage and also puts her on views post-nasty divorce.
I love history and though she doesn't go into great detail there's still plenty there to appeal to that part of me. It's interesting to see how marriage has evolved and also get her perspective on it.
I myself am divorced. My divorce wasn't actually that bad.. by no means was it easy.. no it is never easy. It was actually the year leading up to it that was hell on Earth. Nevertheless, it's always interesting to take a look at someone else's viewpoint.
It's also nice to see that Gilbert has in no way given up on love. This can often happen to people post-breakup/divorce/whatever.
Case in point, someone I know very well met "the love of their life" a while back.. they made promises..ideas were shared..futures hoped for.. the whole nine yards practically. She even believed they were on their way down the aisle soon.
But out of the blue one day Mr. X announced he wanted to be with someone else.
You can imagine said woman did not take this very well.
Devastated isn't even a word I'd put to it.. it was more than that..bless her heart.
So, we're having a conversation some months later and she confesses she ran into Mr. X. who, by the way, broke up with her over the phone (ugh). (let me take this time to point out that this is in no way acceptable for any reason whatsoever, man or woman, grow a pair and do it in person deadgummit)
Anyway, she hadn't spoke with him since that horrific text/call whatever. Mr. X apologized for how he treated her and apparently they had a good conversation of sorts. BUT I wanted to know did she scream, shout, slap, or something!? This man had ripped her heart out and stomped on it for goodness sakes!!!
So she tells me, "No, because I still love him."
WHAT THE?!
Ok, no actually, I get that.
but "Huh?"
she says though Mr. X broker her heart she loves him, still cares for him, and wishes only healthiness and happiness for him. That she thought they were meant to be together, but obviously he thought different. And, she'd rather he be happy with someone else than not at all. And then she reminded me of this:
Corinthians 13:4-7 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
And, she's right...who can disagree with that?
Which brings me to the first question I garnered from reading a part of Committed:
Why marry for anything but love?
Gilbert points out that love can be fleeting and often doesn't last forever. That the human heart and the human mind are ever-changing. Which, I do agree with. However, I think you can vow to love someone forever and make it last or it may not and you have to go your separate ways. but, I don't think that should let that keep you from falling in love and/or getting hitched.
I myself have wholeheartedly been in love 3 times in my life. I do not regret any of those times despite the fact that ALL of the relationships ended with me broken hearted. and just because I am divorced doesn't mean I don't believe in marriage. In fact, I believe I've learned valuable lessons from all my experiences and they'll make me stronger for the next relationship I may or may not get in.
Which brings me to my second question: Why stay together if one or both of you is unhappy or someone is being hurt in any way, shape, or form?
Several people have already replied to the first: "because of the kids" or "because of finances"
but I'm gonna have to say, in my own humble opinion, that this is NOT healthy.
Number 1, because kids know..they are NOT stupid, no matter how old they are. So if you are in an unhappy or unhealthy relationship they can sense that and it will directly affect their relationship with you and any future onces they get into. Find me a doctor/pyschologist/whoever that'll disagree. Go ahead.
and because of finances? bleck.. money isn't everything.. take it from this gal. Is it scary wondering where your next meal is going to come from? HECK YES. but I always believed God would find a way to provide. and He always has.
Unfortunately, I can speak as to why some people stay because they are being hurt in any way, shape, or form. They just do. They believe it will get better. They believe they deserve it. They believe it won't happen again. They believe their children don't know. They believe no one knows. I could keep going on and on and on.
Here is the only thing I can say on that: It will not get better, they will do it again, you do not deserve it, and someone knows. SO, if you are that someone that knows about ANY kind of abuse going on ANYWHERE. HELP THEM! Even if they tell you they don't need it or want it. THEY ARE LYING. HELP THEM!
So far, I really do like Committed. I hope there's a happy ending.. for all of us..
Well, except, you know.. criminals..evil people..and clowns. I hate clowns.
SONG OF THE DAY: Don't Stop Believing -Journey
I'm just about halfway through it and so far..so good.
Elizabeth Gilbert looks at the history and evolution of marriage and also puts her on views post-nasty divorce.
I love history and though she doesn't go into great detail there's still plenty there to appeal to that part of me. It's interesting to see how marriage has evolved and also get her perspective on it.
I myself am divorced. My divorce wasn't actually that bad.. by no means was it easy.. no it is never easy. It was actually the year leading up to it that was hell on Earth. Nevertheless, it's always interesting to take a look at someone else's viewpoint.
It's also nice to see that Gilbert has in no way given up on love. This can often happen to people post-breakup/divorce/whatever.
Case in point, someone I know very well met "the love of their life" a while back.. they made promises..ideas were shared..futures hoped for.. the whole nine yards practically. She even believed they were on their way down the aisle soon.
But out of the blue one day Mr. X announced he wanted to be with someone else.
You can imagine said woman did not take this very well.
Devastated isn't even a word I'd put to it.. it was more than that..bless her heart.
So, we're having a conversation some months later and she confesses she ran into Mr. X. who, by the way, broke up with her over the phone (ugh). (let me take this time to point out that this is in no way acceptable for any reason whatsoever, man or woman, grow a pair and do it in person deadgummit)
Anyway, she hadn't spoke with him since that horrific text/call whatever. Mr. X apologized for how he treated her and apparently they had a good conversation of sorts. BUT I wanted to know did she scream, shout, slap, or something!? This man had ripped her heart out and stomped on it for goodness sakes!!!
So she tells me, "No, because I still love him."
WHAT THE?!
Ok, no actually, I get that.
but "Huh?"
she says though Mr. X broker her heart she loves him, still cares for him, and wishes only healthiness and happiness for him. That she thought they were meant to be together, but obviously he thought different. And, she'd rather he be happy with someone else than not at all. And then she reminded me of this:
Corinthians 13:4-7 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
And, she's right...who can disagree with that?
Which brings me to the first question I garnered from reading a part of Committed:
Why marry for anything but love?
Gilbert points out that love can be fleeting and often doesn't last forever. That the human heart and the human mind are ever-changing. Which, I do agree with. However, I think you can vow to love someone forever and make it last or it may not and you have to go your separate ways. but, I don't think that should let that keep you from falling in love and/or getting hitched.
I myself have wholeheartedly been in love 3 times in my life. I do not regret any of those times despite the fact that ALL of the relationships ended with me broken hearted. and just because I am divorced doesn't mean I don't believe in marriage. In fact, I believe I've learned valuable lessons from all my experiences and they'll make me stronger for the next relationship I may or may not get in.
Which brings me to my second question: Why stay together if one or both of you is unhappy or someone is being hurt in any way, shape, or form?
Several people have already replied to the first: "because of the kids" or "because of finances"
but I'm gonna have to say, in my own humble opinion, that this is NOT healthy.
Number 1, because kids know..they are NOT stupid, no matter how old they are. So if you are in an unhappy or unhealthy relationship they can sense that and it will directly affect their relationship with you and any future onces they get into. Find me a doctor/pyschologist/whoever that'll disagree. Go ahead.
and because of finances? bleck.. money isn't everything.. take it from this gal. Is it scary wondering where your next meal is going to come from? HECK YES. but I always believed God would find a way to provide. and He always has.
Unfortunately, I can speak as to why some people stay because they are being hurt in any way, shape, or form. They just do. They believe it will get better. They believe they deserve it. They believe it won't happen again. They believe their children don't know. They believe no one knows. I could keep going on and on and on.
Here is the only thing I can say on that: It will not get better, they will do it again, you do not deserve it, and someone knows. SO, if you are that someone that knows about ANY kind of abuse going on ANYWHERE. HELP THEM! Even if they tell you they don't need it or want it. THEY ARE LYING. HELP THEM!
So far, I really do like Committed. I hope there's a happy ending.. for all of us..
Well, except, you know.. criminals..evil people..and clowns. I hate clowns.
SONG OF THE DAY: Don't Stop Believing -Journey
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
A Word on Fav-re
I love football..I may have mentioned that already.
And as a football fan I also love all things Mississippi & football related.. except of course Mississippi State (I have morals and values and ethics folks come on now)
The exception to MSU of course is Jerious Norwood. Went to school with that kid and he is FANTASTIC.
Anywho.. because I love all things Mississippi and football I'm delighted and an instant fan of anyone from this state who makes it to the big leagues.. i.e. the NFL. So in 1992 when Brett Favre got traded to the Green Bay Packers me and my family became instant Packer/Brett fans. The sister and I even got Dad a Favre jersey for Christmas one year. And he was a dynamite player to cheer for! Championships and Super Bowls! Mind you, we remained die hard Saints fans..but let's face it they weren't winning like we thought they should. So, as long as the 2 didn't play we could cheer Brett on! It's ridiculous how many records he holds just in the NFL..Favre played 16 seasons in Green Bay. During that time, he was the first NFL player to win three consecutive AP MVP awards. He helped the Packers appear in two Super Bowls, winning Super Bowl XXXI. Boy could he put on a show!
But then, something happened.. he stopped being the good ol'boy from Mississippi. Brett, in my opinion, got too big for his britches. and in 2008 so began the saga of "Will he, or Won't he?"
My adoration for Favre quickly went down hill from there..
He was rude to local media.. seemed to only put on a show for ESPN and they willingly obliged his antics and frankly, so did most of the country.
And if it only happened once maybe it could have stayed that way.
but he embarrassed himself by going to the Jets.. wrecked his career if you asked me and acted like a spoiled toddler. Then, he got what he wanted heading for Minnesota. I suppose those fans love him. I'm not quite sure. Frankly, my fandom of Brett Favre came to an end when he ended up with the Jets.
Now, I only hold a high level of impatience and a strong disdain for the jackass.
So, if y'all don't mind I could care less about this latest announcement.. I'm looking forward to September 9th. If Brett shows up in the Dome then we'll know.. and if does.. he better bring some Bengay.. cuz you know what happened the last time you were there buddy.
And, P.S. the WHODATS are ready for ya...
SONG OF THE DAY: Bring 'em to the Dome -Shamarr Allen & Dee
And as a football fan I also love all things Mississippi & football related.. except of course Mississippi State (I have morals and values and ethics folks come on now)
The exception to MSU of course is Jerious Norwood. Went to school with that kid and he is FANTASTIC.
Anywho.. because I love all things Mississippi and football I'm delighted and an instant fan of anyone from this state who makes it to the big leagues.. i.e. the NFL. So in 1992 when Brett Favre got traded to the Green Bay Packers me and my family became instant Packer/Brett fans. The sister and I even got Dad a Favre jersey for Christmas one year. And he was a dynamite player to cheer for! Championships and Super Bowls! Mind you, we remained die hard Saints fans..but let's face it they weren't winning like we thought they should. So, as long as the 2 didn't play we could cheer Brett on! It's ridiculous how many records he holds just in the NFL..Favre played 16 seasons in Green Bay. During that time, he was the first NFL player to win three consecutive AP MVP awards. He helped the Packers appear in two Super Bowls, winning Super Bowl XXXI. Boy could he put on a show!
But then, something happened.. he stopped being the good ol'boy from Mississippi. Brett, in my opinion, got too big for his britches. and in 2008 so began the saga of "Will he, or Won't he?"
My adoration for Favre quickly went down hill from there..
He was rude to local media.. seemed to only put on a show for ESPN and they willingly obliged his antics and frankly, so did most of the country.
And if it only happened once maybe it could have stayed that way.
but he embarrassed himself by going to the Jets.. wrecked his career if you asked me and acted like a spoiled toddler. Then, he got what he wanted heading for Minnesota. I suppose those fans love him. I'm not quite sure. Frankly, my fandom of Brett Favre came to an end when he ended up with the Jets.
Now, I only hold a high level of impatience and a strong disdain for the jackass.
So, if y'all don't mind I could care less about this latest announcement.. I'm looking forward to September 9th. If Brett shows up in the Dome then we'll know.. and if does.. he better bring some Bengay.. cuz you know what happened the last time you were there buddy.
And, P.S. the WHODATS are ready for ya...
SONG OF THE DAY: Bring 'em to the Dome -Shamarr Allen & Dee
Friday, July 30, 2010
10 years
A LOT can happen in a decade.
Babies are born, people pass away..Couples get married..some get divorced.
You get where I am going here..
ANYWAY, 10 years ago I graduated high school. That's right.. HIGH SCHOOL. Insert whatever lame joke, opinion, whatever you want to here.
So, the kids who plan things.. you know the ones..planned a shindig this weekend so we can all get together and reminisce.
I have a fair amount of good memories when it comes to high school and also a fair amount of BAD ones. What can I say? Kids are/were/will always be MEAN.. down right HATEFUL. Am I holding a grudge? Maybe. Is high school over? Yes. Thank Goodness!
I had lunch with one of my best friends today, sadly she is not going to the reunion. I wish she was.. mainly because she is one of the good things I hold on to about ol'BHS. Plus, she would totally help keep me in line.. hahaha
I really just plan on reminiscing with the folks I care about doing that with. The others? Frankly, can kiss my ass. Yeah, I went there. Oopsie.
No really, I have grown up, moved on. Like I said, A LOT happens in 10 years. So, it'll be fun to see who else has grown up and moved on too.
SONG OF THE DAY: I'm a Bitch by Meredith Brooks (Subaru's theme song)
Babies are born, people pass away..Couples get married..some get divorced.
You get where I am going here..
ANYWAY, 10 years ago I graduated high school. That's right.. HIGH SCHOOL. Insert whatever lame joke, opinion, whatever you want to here.
So, the kids who plan things.. you know the ones..planned a shindig this weekend so we can all get together and reminisce.
I have a fair amount of good memories when it comes to high school and also a fair amount of BAD ones. What can I say? Kids are/were/will always be MEAN.. down right HATEFUL. Am I holding a grudge? Maybe. Is high school over? Yes. Thank Goodness!
I had lunch with one of my best friends today, sadly she is not going to the reunion. I wish she was.. mainly because she is one of the good things I hold on to about ol'BHS. Plus, she would totally help keep me in line.. hahaha
I really just plan on reminiscing with the folks I care about doing that with. The others? Frankly, can kiss my ass. Yeah, I went there. Oopsie.
No really, I have grown up, moved on. Like I said, A LOT happens in 10 years. So, it'll be fun to see who else has grown up and moved on too.
SONG OF THE DAY: I'm a Bitch by Meredith Brooks (Subaru's theme song)
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Eat, Pray, Love
I love books. Since an very young age I have read.. and read.. and read. At our local library there was a limit to what you could check out EVERY time I went, I got the max. Like I said, I LOVE books.
My top 2 favorites of all time were 1. Gone with the Wind 2. Rebecca but number 2 just got bumped to #3. Eat, Pray, Love has taken the spot.
This book CHANGED my life.
It is about "One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia" but really that doesn't do it justice.. or explain it correctly.
Elizabeth Gilbert poured her heart into these pages and I soaked up every one of them.. at times it felt as if I was the one speaking from them.
She describes her marriage ending, but actually does not give much detail saying that story belongs to the couple. Which, I agree with. So many people have come up to me in the days since my divorce asking "What happened?" or "Why?"
Frankly, I want to know why anyone thinks they are entitled to this knowledge.. some may be asking out of concern, but others were just plain nosey. Those types, disgusted me to the tenth degree.
However, Gilbert does discuss when she realized she wanted out and some of what happened over the course of their separation and ultimate divorce. Although her pain was not mine and no two situations are alike.. I understood.. I felt.. I remembered..I relived..
She falls in love again, which any divorcee will tell you, the idea of that springs forth a hope you honestly didn't even think you had. Her relationship with "David" was so eerily familiar I got spooked for a moment. Because I can admit I found love again, my soulmate actually. But, like the other times I found love.. it did not want me in return. and like Liz mine sparked a move..
So, she starts out on her journey. I hate spoilers and I'm not here to give anything away.
She eats, she prays, and she loves. And, the process in which she goes about it all is so moving, that some of it literally took my breath away.
While I cannot afford the travels she made I felt as though I was along for the ride. while she ate in Italy.. I ate (alot of pasta I might add).
While she prayed in India..I prayed and dove deeper into my relationship with God. Gilbert never gives a specific mention to any one religion just that she is on a spiritual journey. I respected that and felt it was a door opening to my own spirituality.
and the Love.. she loved family and friends and even makes new friends.
All this I find myself doing more and more of...
I'm so grateful for the family I have and all their support. I have even managed to get closer to my sister.
My aunt gave me this little nugget once, "You'll find out who your real friends are once you get a divorce" Boy howdy was she right! I did, and my true friends have been with me through thick and through thin.. and even some old friends I'd lost touch with have become renewed friends.. THEY have ALL been such a blessing!
Then, there are the NEW friends.. I'm enjoying making those..
One in particular: Jen Martin was a woman who really intimidated me my first few months on the job (and if you know Jen you'd know why) However, I always had the utmost respect for her and liked working with her. Then, a simple email really changed how I saw her. It was a note.. not being nosey or too inquistive just a "hope you're doing ok" note and it resonated with me like no body's business. It was truly a sweet sweet gesture. And now I am so very proud to call her my friend!
I ADORE Eat, Pray, Love.. it's something I know I'll reread over and over again.
It may not be for everyone and I get that. but it fell right into my lap when I needed it the most and I'm grateful for it
And, I plan on actually seeing the movie...
So, if you pick up this book in hopes of blazing through it to see how it ends.. don't even bother picking it up. It's not about that.. it is about the journey and each turn of the page. Kind of like life is..
Song of the Day: Secrets and Made for You -One Republic
My top 2 favorites of all time were 1. Gone with the Wind 2. Rebecca but number 2 just got bumped to #3. Eat, Pray, Love has taken the spot.
This book CHANGED my life.
It is about "One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia" but really that doesn't do it justice.. or explain it correctly.
Elizabeth Gilbert poured her heart into these pages and I soaked up every one of them.. at times it felt as if I was the one speaking from them.
She describes her marriage ending, but actually does not give much detail saying that story belongs to the couple. Which, I agree with. So many people have come up to me in the days since my divorce asking "What happened?" or "Why?"
Frankly, I want to know why anyone thinks they are entitled to this knowledge.. some may be asking out of concern, but others were just plain nosey. Those types, disgusted me to the tenth degree.
However, Gilbert does discuss when she realized she wanted out and some of what happened over the course of their separation and ultimate divorce. Although her pain was not mine and no two situations are alike.. I understood.. I felt.. I remembered..I relived..
She falls in love again, which any divorcee will tell you, the idea of that springs forth a hope you honestly didn't even think you had. Her relationship with "David" was so eerily familiar I got spooked for a moment. Because I can admit I found love again, my soulmate actually. But, like the other times I found love.. it did not want me in return. and like Liz mine sparked a move..
So, she starts out on her journey. I hate spoilers and I'm not here to give anything away.
She eats, she prays, and she loves. And, the process in which she goes about it all is so moving, that some of it literally took my breath away.
While I cannot afford the travels she made I felt as though I was along for the ride. while she ate in Italy.. I ate (alot of pasta I might add).
While she prayed in India..I prayed and dove deeper into my relationship with God. Gilbert never gives a specific mention to any one religion just that she is on a spiritual journey. I respected that and felt it was a door opening to my own spirituality.
and the Love.. she loved family and friends and even makes new friends.
All this I find myself doing more and more of...
I'm so grateful for the family I have and all their support. I have even managed to get closer to my sister.
My aunt gave me this little nugget once, "You'll find out who your real friends are once you get a divorce" Boy howdy was she right! I did, and my true friends have been with me through thick and through thin.. and even some old friends I'd lost touch with have become renewed friends.. THEY have ALL been such a blessing!
Then, there are the NEW friends.. I'm enjoying making those..
One in particular: Jen Martin was a woman who really intimidated me my first few months on the job (and if you know Jen you'd know why) However, I always had the utmost respect for her and liked working with her. Then, a simple email really changed how I saw her. It was a note.. not being nosey or too inquistive just a "hope you're doing ok" note and it resonated with me like no body's business. It was truly a sweet sweet gesture. And now I am so very proud to call her my friend!
I ADORE Eat, Pray, Love.. it's something I know I'll reread over and over again.
It may not be for everyone and I get that. but it fell right into my lap when I needed it the most and I'm grateful for it
And, I plan on actually seeing the movie...
So, if you pick up this book in hopes of blazing through it to see how it ends.. don't even bother picking it up. It's not about that.. it is about the journey and each turn of the page. Kind of like life is..
Song of the Day: Secrets and Made for You -One Republic
Monday, July 26, 2010
The Other Side
I have a lot of respect for the variety of people I work with. Everyone does different jobs and because of what we do there's something new almost every single day. That would have to be my favorite part of the job..
Well, today I did someone else's job, so to speak. I stepped in front of the camera. Now, I have done a few interviews and been on camera for other reasons but not like a "reporter" but the Saints were in town and I jumped at the opportunity.
Let me tell you, it's not easy.. even with a fun piece. Some folks (especially little kids) don't want to talk and if they do, one syllable answers are the norm "yes" "no" maybe an "uh-huh"
I had an absolute blast and stepped outside my comfort zone of behind the scenes. I got to see and talk to a lot of nice people, and then there was the ACTUAL Saints Championship Tour, including THE TROPHY!.. all in all I can't complain one bit.
and, when all was said and done.. a few compliments came my way (VERY surprising I might add)
but in the end.. I'll be sticking to my "night" job.
Song of the Day: "Working 9 to 5" -Dolly Parton
Well, today I did someone else's job, so to speak. I stepped in front of the camera. Now, I have done a few interviews and been on camera for other reasons but not like a "reporter" but the Saints were in town and I jumped at the opportunity.
Let me tell you, it's not easy.. even with a fun piece. Some folks (especially little kids) don't want to talk and if they do, one syllable answers are the norm "yes" "no" maybe an "uh-huh"
I had an absolute blast and stepped outside my comfort zone of behind the scenes. I got to see and talk to a lot of nice people, and then there was the ACTUAL Saints Championship Tour, including THE TROPHY!.. all in all I can't complain one bit.
and, when all was said and done.. a few compliments came my way (VERY surprising I might add)
but in the end.. I'll be sticking to my "night" job.
Song of the Day: "Working 9 to 5" -Dolly Parton
Friday, July 23, 2010
Some things just last longer
I have noticed since my rise to singledom that a lot of things last longer than they use to..
Say toothpaste for example, I can now make a tube of toothpaste last months! Other stuff too, like napkins, TP, sweet tea, bottle water, ALCOHOL (hahaha) and FOOD. My grocery shopping has been significantly cut down... well unless the sister comes over.. then my Special K and Doritos disappear faster. (j/k Ray!)
I don't have to worry about someone else eating all my junk food and not telling me or using the last of something and failing to mention it when I head out to the store..
This is me finding the positive in a somewhat dreary situation by the way..
I actually haven't been single since I was 19..so it's been a while.. I did not know how I would react to it when things were leading up to this.. I mean to truly be alone in my own place, responsible for everything(well, that wasn't too new)..it was a big step.
I find some of the things that come with it to be refreshing.. no one hogging the covers..no snoring(that I can hear anyways)..the extra "stuff:..watching what I want to on TV when I want to, etc..
Does this mean I want to stay single forever? Well, no.. I'm just saying I'm in no hurry to share ;)
SONG OF THE DAY: "Undo It" by Carrie Underwood
Say toothpaste for example, I can now make a tube of toothpaste last months! Other stuff too, like napkins, TP, sweet tea, bottle water, ALCOHOL (hahaha) and FOOD. My grocery shopping has been significantly cut down... well unless the sister comes over.. then my Special K and Doritos disappear faster. (j/k Ray!)
I don't have to worry about someone else eating all my junk food and not telling me or using the last of something and failing to mention it when I head out to the store..
This is me finding the positive in a somewhat dreary situation by the way..
I actually haven't been single since I was 19..so it's been a while.. I did not know how I would react to it when things were leading up to this.. I mean to truly be alone in my own place, responsible for everything(well, that wasn't too new)..it was a big step.
I find some of the things that come with it to be refreshing.. no one hogging the covers..no snoring(that I can hear anyways)..the extra "stuff:..watching what I want to on TV when I want to, etc..
Does this mean I want to stay single forever? Well, no.. I'm just saying I'm in no hurry to share ;)
SONG OF THE DAY: "Undo It" by Carrie Underwood
Thursday, July 22, 2010
The Countdown is On!
49 DAYS UNTIL SAINTS HOME OPENER..
I LOVE football. No, love isn't even the right wording for it...I don't even know if there is a word for what I feel during football season. I grew up in a town where it didn't matter if you were winning or losing, TRUE fans stayed until the VERY end. At the age of 2 I announced I wanted to be "a webel" and have been shouting Hotty Toddy ever since. I attended USM and when they are playing in-conference and anyone but Ole Miss I'm rooting for the Golden Eagles. There are even a few other SEC and College teams I'll root for.. like the Gamecocks =)
But, first and foremost, I am a SAINTS fan. and not just a regular one.. if God would allow it.. I'd bleed black and gold.
Nothing beats walking into the Superdome just before a game starts..
IT. IS. ELECTRIC.
Every nerve in my body comes alive and I just want to scream and shout and dance and anything else I can possibly think of to help drive Drew Brees & company into the endzone.
I have been all over that stadium in the nose bleed section, the press box, the media tent, some very good seats and a luxury box...even the locker room. I've even been fortunate enough to step onto the field. (I nearly passed out)
The players are down to earth guys and every one I've met were nice and extremely receptive to the fans. In a day in age when you've got snotty/snobby/rude/etc sports stars this just isn't going on in NOLA..
You can imagine my shock and excitement on Super Bowl Sunday. As a life long Saints fan (and a borderline pessimist) I didn't really think we stood a chance, but I was so happy they'd made it! Then TO WIN IT?! I'm still on a high from it.
Will they repeat? I have faith they can.. now that they have done it. but even if they don't, EVER, I'll know there is black and gold flowing through these veins..
So am I ready for football season? Hell yeah.. Damn Right.. WHO DAT!
SONG OF THE DAY: Halftime by Ying Yang Twins
I LOVE football. No, love isn't even the right wording for it...I don't even know if there is a word for what I feel during football season. I grew up in a town where it didn't matter if you were winning or losing, TRUE fans stayed until the VERY end. At the age of 2 I announced I wanted to be "a webel" and have been shouting Hotty Toddy ever since. I attended USM and when they are playing in-conference and anyone but Ole Miss I'm rooting for the Golden Eagles. There are even a few other SEC and College teams I'll root for.. like the Gamecocks =)
But, first and foremost, I am a SAINTS fan. and not just a regular one.. if God would allow it.. I'd bleed black and gold.
Nothing beats walking into the Superdome just before a game starts..
IT. IS. ELECTRIC.
Every nerve in my body comes alive and I just want to scream and shout and dance and anything else I can possibly think of to help drive Drew Brees & company into the endzone.
I have been all over that stadium in the nose bleed section, the press box, the media tent, some very good seats and a luxury box...even the locker room. I've even been fortunate enough to step onto the field. (I nearly passed out)
The players are down to earth guys and every one I've met were nice and extremely receptive to the fans. In a day in age when you've got snotty/snobby/rude/etc sports stars this just isn't going on in NOLA..
You can imagine my shock and excitement on Super Bowl Sunday. As a life long Saints fan (and a borderline pessimist) I didn't really think we stood a chance, but I was so happy they'd made it! Then TO WIN IT?! I'm still on a high from it.
Will they repeat? I have faith they can.. now that they have done it. but even if they don't, EVER, I'll know there is black and gold flowing through these veins..
So am I ready for football season? Hell yeah.. Damn Right.. WHO DAT!
SONG OF THE DAY: Halftime by Ying Yang Twins
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Goals
Some know.. Some don’t..I’ve been through a fairly bumpy roller coaster ride over the past three years.. Frankly, since about 2001..but A LOT has happened in just the last 3 years..
Due to this “ride” I’m setting some goals for myself as I now move up and onward. There are a variety of them but 3 main ones to co-inside with the 3 years and my love of odd numbers =)
1. Learn
From mistakes..because frankly I believe that is why we make them as human beings to learn from them.
From the nonmistakes..because not everything I do is a mistake. I’ve done some good things in this ol’life of mine and I can learn from those as well
And Just learning.. I crave knowledge and I love it. I believe you never stop growing so you can really never stop learning..it makes you better.
2. Heal
The woman who wrote one of my most favorite books in the world is Margaret Mitchell. She once said, “I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.”
So when I say heal.. I don’t actually mean picking up pieces and gluing them back together or getting over something or someone. Healing goes hand in hand with learning.. The scars from life are what make us stronger, build character, get us to where we are going. I own my scars, no one can take them away from me. But scars, imply healing.. there was a wound there but it has gotten better.. what’s left is there to remind you of what happened.
3. Rebuild
This one should take the rest of my life.. and I am perfectly ok with this. Every day is a building block, and while we are not guaranteed a tomorrow, if and when I get mine I plan on doing what I can with it. So, rebuilding..my relationship with God, my family, my friends.. that’s the plan..
Due to this “ride” I’m setting some goals for myself as I now move up and onward. There are a variety of them but 3 main ones to co-inside with the 3 years and my love of odd numbers =)
1. Learn
From mistakes..because frankly I believe that is why we make them as human beings to learn from them.
From the nonmistakes..because not everything I do is a mistake. I’ve done some good things in this ol’life of mine and I can learn from those as well
And Just learning.. I crave knowledge and I love it. I believe you never stop growing so you can really never stop learning..it makes you better.
2. Heal
The woman who wrote one of my most favorite books in the world is Margaret Mitchell. She once said, “I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.”
So when I say heal.. I don’t actually mean picking up pieces and gluing them back together or getting over something or someone. Healing goes hand in hand with learning.. The scars from life are what make us stronger, build character, get us to where we are going. I own my scars, no one can take them away from me. But scars, imply healing.. there was a wound there but it has gotten better.. what’s left is there to remind you of what happened.
3. Rebuild
This one should take the rest of my life.. and I am perfectly ok with this. Every day is a building block, and while we are not guaranteed a tomorrow, if and when I get mine I plan on doing what I can with it. So, rebuilding..my relationship with God, my family, my friends.. that’s the plan..
What do you want to know?
I am starting this blog as sort of an exercise in therapeutic journal writing via the internet. I suspect almost no one will read this.. but frankly I'm not doing it for anyone but myself.
I'm going to be writing on a variety of topics almost nothing will be off limits here..so consider yourself warned-ish.
I cannot take credit for this, I swiped it from someone else. but it got me thinking...so it also got me writing.
I'm sure there are many more...but here's a few responses...
I want to know if I am doing what I am suppose to.
I want to know why things seem to happen to ME.
I want to know whether I will be happy or some version of it.
I want to know if certain things will ever stop haunting me.
I want to know if there will be a day soon when I don't cry.
I want to know why lying to me has become more normal than not lying to me.
I want to know what my boss really thinks about me.
I want to know why we are like we are.
I want to know if someone will ever look at me like Noah looks at Ali in The Notebook or Rhett looks at Scarlett before he told her he didn't give a damn.
I want to know why I'm so girly.
I want to know why anyone would think it’s ok to physically, mentally, or emotionally hurt someone you say you “love”
I want to know if I will love someone that actually loves me back.
I want to know if I am going to catch a break soon, or if you ever really do.
I want to know what my friends really think of me...I think.
I want to know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop without having to put the work into it.
I want to know what it’s like to be loved the way that I have loved.
I want to know if it was worth it.
I want to know why they thought College Algebra was so important..I haven’t used a bit of it.
I want to know there aren’t more bars in Jackson w/ karaoke on the weekends
I want to know why bad things happen to good people and good things happen to bad people.
I want to know why “if it’s not one thing, it’s your mother”
I want to know why anyone would ever hurt a child.
I want to know what happened to all the characters on Friends..They need a “Where are they now?” episode.
I want to know who put the bop in the bop-she-bop-she-bop?
SONG OF THE DAY: "Respect"
I'm going to be writing on a variety of topics almost nothing will be off limits here..so consider yourself warned-ish.
I cannot take credit for this, I swiped it from someone else. but it got me thinking...so it also got me writing.
I'm sure there are many more...but here's a few responses...
I want to know if I am doing what I am suppose to.
I want to know why things seem to happen to ME.
I want to know whether I will be happy or some version of it.
I want to know if certain things will ever stop haunting me.
I want to know if there will be a day soon when I don't cry.
I want to know why lying to me has become more normal than not lying to me.
I want to know what my boss really thinks about me.
I want to know why we are like we are.
I want to know if someone will ever look at me like Noah looks at Ali in The Notebook or Rhett looks at Scarlett before he told her he didn't give a damn.
I want to know why I'm so girly.
I want to know why anyone would think it’s ok to physically, mentally, or emotionally hurt someone you say you “love”
I want to know if I will love someone that actually loves me back.
I want to know if I am going to catch a break soon, or if you ever really do.
I want to know what my friends really think of me...I think.
I want to know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop without having to put the work into it.
I want to know what it’s like to be loved the way that I have loved.
I want to know if it was worth it.
I want to know why they thought College Algebra was so important..I haven’t used a bit of it.
I want to know there aren’t more bars in Jackson w/ karaoke on the weekends
I want to know why bad things happen to good people and good things happen to bad people.
I want to know why “if it’s not one thing, it’s your mother”
I want to know why anyone would ever hurt a child.
I want to know what happened to all the characters on Friends..They need a “Where are they now?” episode.
I want to know who put the bop in the bop-she-bop-she-bop?
SONG OF THE DAY: "Respect"
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