A quite place where I can rest my weary thoughts,and share my dreams, fantasies, and desires. A touch of make believe and absolute, a garden of emotions, both high and low and feelings of love for what matters to me in life. Come walk with me, and I will share, and show you my world.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Time for a Redo
For awhile now I have been wanting to retake all my egg and jewelry pictures to get ready for my Etsy shop. I have a spiffy new hi-tech camera and it shoots great, all kinds of bells and thingies on it. Have a tri-pod to attach it to, no more wiggly pictures. So this week I am gonna be busy playing with my things.
Taking down some old pictures on this blog, and will put up new ones, changeing it's face a little.
It's time for a change... see ya later.....
Sunday, June 19, 2011
How Time Flies.
OMG, have me, myself, and I been gone that long??? Who would have thunk it..How time flies...right out the window. Sorta like life, you know. One day there you are all toddely, cute and cuddly. Then your a bubble-gum-popping, coke drinking, boogy bopping teenager. Saddle shoes, poodle skirt and neck scarf, thank you. Then your walking down the isle with your dream boat and 9 months later, you are screaming he is a bastard, you are going to gut him like deer, let him have the next baby and that salamander he is so proud of, will be a worm. Ain't love grand.
Four kids later, 13 1/2 years of hell with a man you stopped loving, you finally grow some spunk, find your back bone, and file for divorce in 1977. We're on our own gals...we can do it, we got babies to take care of.
That was 30 plus years ago. In 1977 I had four children to raise, worked 40-60 hours a week and earned $3.50 an hour with no child support at all. Never lost my sense of humor, tried to always smile, did the best I could. I was not perfect, I made mistakes, made some bad decisions.
What the hell, who's perfect? There were four, beautiful, perfect, good reasons for me to keep on moving forward, my babies.
They kept me alive. They gave me a reason to wake up every morning and start all over again.
I lived for the " I love you , Mommies", " Mommy, look at my pictures" "Mommy, I need help"
"Mommy, sing to me" "Mommy, I don't feel goods" or "Mommy, sister is picking on me".
Mommy hugs and kisses were my favorites.
They are all grown now. All wonderful, loving adults. Everyone of them is a responsible, loving, careing human being and they each have families of their own. Two of my girls are grand-parents now. My son and his wife lost their daughter in 2009, she was 19. My youngest daughters girl just graduated. Yes, how time flies.
I remember I used to watch my babies sleep and say "Just let me live to watch my children grow up". Then my children had children, and I'd say " Just let me live to see my grand-babies".
Then my grand-babies had babies, and I said " Just let me live to see my great grand-children"
Well my great grand children are here, the oldest is 11 going on 31.
Now I say "Just let me wake up in the morning with out peeing before I get to the bathroom."
Yes, how time flies.
I miss my "babies", I miss them running to me, being glad I was home from work. I miss them alot.
Would I do it all over again?? Hell yes, as long as I have my babies, all four of them. They were worth it all.
Yes, my friends, how time flies, and kitty sayzs " Yez, I'z do needz them all"
Four kids later, 13 1/2 years of hell with a man you stopped loving, you finally grow some spunk, find your back bone, and file for divorce in 1977. We're on our own gals...we can do it, we got babies to take care of.
That was 30 plus years ago. In 1977 I had four children to raise, worked 40-60 hours a week and earned $3.50 an hour with no child support at all. Never lost my sense of humor, tried to always smile, did the best I could. I was not perfect, I made mistakes, made some bad decisions.
What the hell, who's perfect? There were four, beautiful, perfect, good reasons for me to keep on moving forward, my babies.
They kept me alive. They gave me a reason to wake up every morning and start all over again.
I lived for the " I love you , Mommies", " Mommy, look at my pictures" "Mommy, I need help"
"Mommy, sing to me" "Mommy, I don't feel goods" or "Mommy, sister is picking on me".
Mommy hugs and kisses were my favorites.
They are all grown now. All wonderful, loving adults. Everyone of them is a responsible, loving, careing human being and they each have families of their own. Two of my girls are grand-parents now. My son and his wife lost their daughter in 2009, she was 19. My youngest daughters girl just graduated. Yes, how time flies.
I remember I used to watch my babies sleep and say "Just let me live to watch my children grow up". Then my children had children, and I'd say " Just let me live to see my grand-babies".
Then my grand-babies had babies, and I said " Just let me live to see my great grand-children"
Well my great grand children are here, the oldest is 11 going on 31.
Now I say "Just let me wake up in the morning with out peeing before I get to the bathroom."
Yes, how time flies.
I miss my "babies", I miss them running to me, being glad I was home from work. I miss them alot.
Would I do it all over again?? Hell yes, as long as I have my babies, all four of them. They were worth it all.
Yes, my friends, how time flies, and kitty sayzs " Yez, I'z do needz them all"
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Easter Morning
Wow, another Easter...Sunrise, morning coffee, a little walk with the hubby, spending the day relaxing. HA!! That's what me and my other selves know is not going to happen, one of us will think of something to paint, plant, destroy and rebuild, or putter around the house. When we surface as a team, the man thing runs screaming off to hide out with his computer...but We will find him.
Lent is over, my guilt is done. Now, I am not a practicing Catholic, in fact, I am not a practicing anything. I do believe in a higher power, and I do believe we are destined for greatness. I just need to channel the power and greatness together, like one. Meditation is not my forte', in fact one of me is always speaking when she should be quiet, try telling her that and the cat fight is on!! Ever try to argue with yourself??? No body wins, hell, I can't even agree to disagree.
But, back to meditating, it is hard. I am trying to achieve some solitude, some calmness, some relaxation, some anything. I put on some quiet relaxing music,... that works, for about three seconds, all of a sudden I hear the BeeGees, or Fleetwood Mac, or any one but my meditation music, where the hell did it go???. I have been blindsided, tricked, snafoodled, by the girls.
One of us, does not want to relax, one of us wants to dance, sing, wiggle her tushy...what the hell,
isn't that what life is all about.
Screw the meditating girls, lets dance!!!
Friday, April 22, 2011
Easter is here, so is that rascle the Easter Bunny
Who ever said a bunny can lay eggs???? That idiot flunked science, and he must be the same person who says birds and bees make threes. Guess he flunked math too. But there is a strange anomaly here, chocolate bunnies, Easter eggs and candy make you fat, so does the birds and bees. So while you are munching down on the Easter numz, run like hell from the tweets and the buzzing.
Now, don't get me wrong, I love Easter and what it represents, all my sins are forgiven by one mans sacrifice. Marvelous, make me feel guilty in the Easter candy isle. Cute little chocolate bunnies. Big bunnies, little bunnies, dressed bunnies, filled bunnies, dark chocolate, milk chocolate, white chocolate, marshmallow filled ( oh to die for) bunnies. And PEEPS!??? Did you know they come in all different colors???? Yellow wasn't enough, noooooooo, they had to add more colors, now you have to buy one of each, or someone will want to know why your prejudges, predudous, oh hell, don't like the other colors...go figure!!! Its a conspiracy. Now, there is PEEP bunnies, now that is just all kinds of wrong, bunnies are chocolate, we all know that.
Plastic eggs, now that is rich!! Those suckers will be around for thousands of years. What ever happened to regular old dyed Easter eggs. You know, you and your brother always left..or err snuck one raw one in just for grins, unless your aunt or uncle got smacked with it, welllll that ended all the fun. No time out for us, no saving our faces while our asses got whacked by the unlucky recipient of the said raw egg. Yep, what fun Easter was for us a kids.
Now if you whack some one with a plastic egg, they may get a concussion, or worse, plastic surgery on a 6 inch gap of the scalp...oooowwwwwiieeee!!
So while you firing up the coals for an Easter food fest with the fam, remember what Easter is all about..THOSE DAMN CHOCOLATE EASTER BUNNIES THAT LAY EGGS.
Happy Easter Peeps.
Now, don't get me wrong, I love Easter and what it represents, all my sins are forgiven by one mans sacrifice. Marvelous, make me feel guilty in the Easter candy isle. Cute little chocolate bunnies. Big bunnies, little bunnies, dressed bunnies, filled bunnies, dark chocolate, milk chocolate, white chocolate, marshmallow filled ( oh to die for) bunnies. And PEEPS!??? Did you know they come in all different colors???? Yellow wasn't enough, noooooooo, they had to add more colors, now you have to buy one of each, or someone will want to know why your prejudges, predudous, oh hell, don't like the other colors...go figure!!! Its a conspiracy. Now, there is PEEP bunnies, now that is just all kinds of wrong, bunnies are chocolate, we all know that.
Plastic eggs, now that is rich!! Those suckers will be around for thousands of years. What ever happened to regular old dyed Easter eggs. You know, you and your brother always left..or err snuck one raw one in just for grins, unless your aunt or uncle got smacked with it, welllll that ended all the fun. No time out for us, no saving our faces while our asses got whacked by the unlucky recipient of the said raw egg. Yep, what fun Easter was for us a kids.
Now if you whack some one with a plastic egg, they may get a concussion, or worse, plastic surgery on a 6 inch gap of the scalp...oooowwwwwiieeee!!
So while you firing up the coals for an Easter food fest with the fam, remember what Easter is all about..THOSE DAMN CHOCOLATE EASTER BUNNIES THAT LAY EGGS.
Happy Easter Peeps.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
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