Tuesday, December 29, 2009
She isn't going to apologize for that either.
Well, the anniversary is over, it went well. We had our little anniversary dinner (thanks to a coupon for a complimentary dinner when you buy a full-priced dinner at Texas De Brazil). Even with a coupon it is a splurge, but not too bad. That's all I wanted for my anniversary anyways, to go out for dinner. Throughout Christmas and that, I have maintained there was nothing I really needed for a gift. I'm good with that. I just like to enjoy myself.
For my Bizarro friends, please not that I have posted there... It's Been A While I know. I might start updating more over there because it's time to let off some steam. I enjoy that. It's not well known because it's private and not for the faint of heart. If you are locked out, it's because you don't need to read it anyway :)
Gotta do a day or two of work and then we will ring in the new year I suppose. As I have told all of my friends, I wish for us all a better year to come. 2009 has been quite a challenge for so many. Just keep taking everything as it comes, one day at a time and we'll forge ahead.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Relationships are work... Love is the easy part, respect is a must. Two people, individuals, still need room to grow as their own person, but still grow together. But if it's worth it, and it's meant to be it will flourish and live on and on. Love is eternal.
Here's to many more "Mr. J"... You Rock in so many ways, and I love you.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
I began December with my own personal challenge to myself to complete the December NaBloPoMo, but I didn't make it. Each of you have your own opinions about doing certain things and forced blog posting, which is fine. Contrary to BBC's opinions, I wasn't doing the posting to impress anybody, I was just doing it because I wanted to see if I could. I didn't make it through, that was due to nobody but myself and my tired soul.
Well, I do hope that your holidays have been great.
The fog of my holidays is over, except for New Year's Eve, which is destined to get more uncomfortable for me than I like, because I don't like crowds of people and too much chaos at one time, but this is not just my trip, so there are other forces that I must endure (sometimes whether I like it or not). I don't feel like talking about it right now, but those of you who know me best can pretty much decipher what I mean.
My story or stories are still coming, once again not just to entertain you (but somewhat to entertain you because that's what I ENJOY doing), and also just for me because I enjoy writing. I'm tired of people telling me what to do and why to do something or why not to do it, although I appreciate your genuine concern. I prefer that you live your life, I live mine and do what I feel at any given moment. We all have different paths... don't forget that. I'm not you, and you are not me (nor would you like to be me I imagine).
That being said, I will be back soon with an idea that I think I have to write about, and it is going to be totally self-absorbed, yes about me and various things about my life. Read it or not.
Now I can't end this post without sharing the following video link. It's not embeddable, but you must do yourself the favor of clicking it. This is Disney meshed with Dali, two of my favorite things in the world.
Click Here For Your Destino!!! Beautiful.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
The weekend has been hum-drum and very cold, especially today. If it decides to snow, I think we're in business! But I doubt it will snow.
Since we are nearing the holiday week itself, the story will be a special holiday treat for you all. I am still working to have time to post the story. I will be putting it up this week for sure so check back and read it, hopefully it will entertain you. :)
Meanwhile, here is a consolation video since I am lazy.
It's Four Banned Commercials, so kids don't click. :)
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Speaking of blasphemy, gotta leave you with one funny photo.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Thanks you guys for the comments on what type of story to write about, It's helping out a lot please keep em coming.
I'm working on that cool post so when I write it you better be back, don't you wanna see what parts of your suggestions I use anyway?? So check back soon, hopefully tomorrow I will be writing the story.
But for today, I just want you to check out one of the coolest photographers I have seen in a while. The man still uses film, and nearly everything that he puts out here, or he states ALL of it is untouched by any Photoshop. It's merely his shooting skills, and lighting and effects he creates himself with the camera.
That's pretty cool. Check it!! His Name Is Jamie Harmon.
I've also been playing with this Karaoke site called SingSnap.com, I made some recordings but they are too crappy to post really. The Mic won't act right and the mixer is slightly off. Bah Humbug!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
It's about time for another one of "AJ's Great Stories". How does everyone feel about that?? I'll try to think of a good one to chronicle. Better yet, let me get my readers involved.
Ask me to tell you a story about something in my life, anything topic, sad, funny, inspirational, whatever. Get to commenting!!!
Monday, December 14, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
For some reason, today I simply could not get this song out of my head. I know, I know, it's "Chicago" and I should be strung by my toenails and covered in honey next to a hornet's nest right? lol
But it just made gave me a "feel good", home-again feeling. Can't explain why. At any rate, enjoy... maybe? Or whatever.
Old Days - by Chicago
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Being the designated driver sucks. Farty, belchy, philosophical and belligerent drunk folks drive me up the wall. Makes me want to wait for them to pass out and do this (or far worse). ->
Drunk arses who force me to be designated be afraid... be very afraid. Muuahahahahahahah!!!
the photo above or go to www.passedoutphotos.com)
Friday, December 11, 2009
Somehow, I had the idea in my head that I was going to have to go out of my way to conjure up acts of kindness, or dream up things to do, or gifts to give so that I could blog about them, as the theme suggests.
However, it hit me as an epiphany... I may have my ups and downs, my negative thoughts or my general hostilities that I constantly have to work on (at least I am working on it, not letting it win), but every day, without thought I am giving a kind or uplifting word, trying to inspire my friends and loved ones, or people that need a cheer. I am thinking of them, sending them positive energy or well wishes, offering a hand when I go above and beyond to make their day a little easier. These things that I think and do in my every day life, I have let slip by unnoticed by me--As if I wasn't doing anything good.
That's kind of cool though, I think it means my heart is at least trying to be in the right place without having to be coerced that much. It means that I have some natural ability to care, still embedded within me, for those that at least inspire it or draw it from me.
I guess the challenge that lies ahead of me then, is to try to do the same for those who are not nice people, the ones who make it difficult, which is still an extremely high number of human beings. Perhaps they are the ones who need the gift of my care the most.
"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."
Thursday, December 10, 2009
The sensation, the emotion in the air found me reading a bit of Robert Frost poetry, which I find quite relevant, and feel the urge to share with you.
Hope You Enjoy!
"A Patch of Old Snow"
by Robert Frost
There's a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
Had brought to rest.
It is speckled with grime as if
Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I've forgotten--
If I ever read it.
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
I'll quickly run down my good deed for the day, one of my blog buddies, "Chucky" is trying to take on more work because things are a bit slow, so I sent him some information on possible new job leads that might help him out. I certainly hope it does. Good Luck Chucky!
Anyway, the rest of the evening, I did the dishes and have been watching old TV shows on Hulu.com.
I caught an episode of "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia", "One Day At A Time", and "WKRP In Cincinnati". Just felt like checking out some cool older stuff I guess.
Feeling a little claustrophobic in the house, and feeling crowded and tired. I guess it's bedtime. (yawn)
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
There has been so much love in my life, and I have always tried never to take it for granted. Things come and go, just as people come and go in our lives. However, I believe that the love that they bring remains with us always, and it only grows. Love is eternal.
Even when we feel pain because we think that our loved ones are gone, they are alive and well, and only want us to understand that and to hang on to that love.
About a week ago, I was at home (Mom and Dad's), and something, or someone moved me to go digging through my old bedroom desk drawer. There I sat on the edge of the bed, organizing and looking through junk, when I ran across the card that Mom and Dad gave me on the day of my High School Graduation.
Then I opened the card and began to read what my Daddy wrote to me, there on my eve of adulthood:
"Thank you my Darling Daughter for all the joy you have given me. I want you to have a Good Life and enjoy every minute of it.
There will be ups and downs in it, but the ups usually outweigh the downs. God Bless and Keep You, Your Old Dad. I Love You. J.G.C."
A million birthday cards, holiday cards and notes I have read from them and stored away. I wondered why the same words breezed past me at the time, and somehow meant so much more years after. Now there I was, tears streaming down my face. I didn't know exactly why it struck me that way, the message wasn't sad at all. It was, however, just typical of my father. I felt him near, and I felt his message of hope, comfort, and above all, Love.
I know there are no mistakes, I know that it was intended for me to read right then at that very moment. He wanted me to read it.
I've said it before, I'll say it again, the biggest messages wait in the simple moments. We come to learn, the small things are not small at all.
We need only open our eyes.
Monday, December 07, 2009
Sunday, December 06, 2009
Last night, we rode in the Downtown Memphis Christmas Parade. As my Dad might say, it was "colder than a well-digger's butt". We wrapped up so thick, I kind of felt like the little kid on "A Christmas Story" when his Mom bundled him up for school, but even then I wished I had on more clothing. The parade began way back on South Main.
Much to Richie's delight we were trapped between two music groups, one was Memphis Music Foundation I think, and the ones behind us were a "Stepping Group" who put Michael Jackson on repeat (Mr. J hates MJ). So for well over an hour before the parade actually started, he had to hear "Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'" while they practiced... and then of course as the parade went on.
As we rode our motorcycles in this parade procession, we both stated later that we couldn't help but feel like we were in a scene from that recent South Park Episode where the Bikers Terrorized the Town hahah!! (Click the link to watch it if you haven't seen the episode, it's called "The F Word")
Once it began moving, around 5, we slowly progressed until we reached Beale Street, then we all turned and it was over. Everyone let their bikes cool off for a little while at that point.
One of the guys had his son with him. They'd actually walked in front and held up the banner. We spied a Santa Claus sitting on a park bench next to Beale, the one near the statue of Elvis. The guy thought he would take his son over to say hello. To start, Santa looked like he might be 'toking it up', and he was on a Cell phone, fighting with
As we were preparing to leave, the rest of the guys had plans which would have taken us further away, so in light of the frigid temps, we elected to make our way back. If we thought we were cold on the way there, we had crystallized by the time we reached home.
We survived, however... and I had a really good time waving to the crowd and being downtown with the lights and the decorations. Here's a quick shot of me on my bike wrapped up like an Eskimo and looking more like a ninja I guess with my face gear on. ha-ha.
I'm gonna go do some laundry, dishes and chill a bit, so If you haven't read my holiday ranting post, then do. I worked pretty hard on it. Treat yourself to the Dim Lights Of Dixie.
Saturday, December 05, 2009
Friday, December 04, 2009
As a result, I never want to wake up in the mornings and I have the hardest time peeling myself out of bed. I've found myself yawning off and on throughout the day too. We'll see. I can't really afford to go and buy a new bed right now, but I know that it's really time.
During the portions where I do sleep, I have my occasional strange dream. Like last night for instance, my father visited me in the dream. He had his back turned, but I saw him and I said, "Daddy?!" and he turned around and we kind of communicated for a moment. Then I am so used to being broken from good dreams and/or losing connections and having things switch around quickly that I said, "Don't leave... stay!" He looked at me and said something neither profound or meaningful to me as I can't think for the life of me what significance it could have. He said, "I want you to go tear up those Cuban shoes."
Now, mind you, in the dream this had great significance because I thought about the pair of shoes that he meant, which were his but in real-life are more like a pair of shoes Richie owns but has never worn. They are not specifically "Cuban", but they are strange looking dress shoes. Anyway, I responded to Dad, "O.k., I will. I'll tear them up."
Just then, my Mom shows up in the scene, and went over to her and hugged her very tight. Then she and my father embraced one another, so tightly that it appeared for just a moment that they were joined together as if two sides of a whole. It was very loving.
Seeing them there, able to hug each other again, both standing together, made me feel very happy. At this point the dream switches to other sequences, nothing more of note really.
Now, on to the "MITZVAH". Today, Friday, I tried very hard to keep a positive attitude and treat everyone with kindness of course, in my work capacity I usually do. It's just my way, as I have always had good customer service skills. When I'm at work, I am usually so busy or have so many things going on in my head it's hard to consciously make efforts to do certain things. However, I was very pleasant and helpful to several clients over the phone today, and tried my best to make their day easier with my assistance.
As well, we had a "going away" luncheon for a coworker who is moving to Seattle, and we enjoyed a friendly lunch, and I gave him a hug goodbye, and wished him a safe journey and the best of luck. That's nice. Doing good makes one feel good too... although it is not always easy, because people make you double think it quite often. ;)
Lastly, I will take the opportunity now to silently send all of you who are reading this healing thoughts of love and peace. I hope that whatever you are needing right now at this moment, whether that be a message, an answer to a question you have been wanting to know, or other things such as making it through these holidays and being able to provide your family with what they need, or maybe good health for an ailing loved one... I hope that you receive, and recognize the gifts and/or answers when they come to you. It's not always easy, but if you take a few moments during a busy day, and become completely silent and look inward, you'll find that you had it within your grasp all along.
Today's gift from me then, peace, love and the knowledge that it is all within you. Stay strong. I will try to do the same.
Now, go and read my blog from yesterday about all my holiday bitchings if you have not already done so. :)
Un Beso Por Ti,
Thursday, December 03, 2009
nay, pride of the south"
Growing up in the deep south is not really much like "Gone With The Wind" or even "Driving Miss Daisy", or any of those cheesy movies where the actors wayyyy overdo their impressions of our accents. Don't get me wrong, the south it has its moments... does have its romantic side, I can't deny that. As children, we are blanketed by a beautiful starry sky, collect fireflies in mason jars, play in the warm, sweet summer rain, and in winter get occasional snow without having to shovel driveways all winter long.
To top it off, as southern women, we have our pick of a veritable multitude of "Bubbas" to choose from, glad for the chance to ring our southern bells if we so desire. Lucky, lucky us(!).
Sometimes, however I am rudely awakened from those sweet honeysuckle dreams by the dark sides of Dixie. Yes, there are many. Keep in mind while I discuss, that I understand some of the subsequent items may be universal. Surely similar pariahs exist everywhere.
Let's see, the impending holidays kick us off with number ten my list.
#10. Rudolph The Red-Nosed Range Rover - I have seen instances of this anywhere from SUVs with "Reindeer Horns", wreaths and lights on jeeps, cars, pick-ups.
One might see Santa Claus's head on the grill of a jacked-up 4 Wheel Drive truck, rebel flags-a-flying which state very clearly in big, bold patriotic lettering across its stripes, "REDNECK!!" Woahh, Relax Billy-Bob... no further illustration will be necessary.
#9. I Think We're Alone Now - I noticed these people one night when Rich and I went to the little Mexican restaurant around the corner. There was this bozo... and I understand that I am in a public place and all, but am I so wrong to assume that there should be a degree of respect towards the fellow restaurant patrons? Seriously, it's not exclusive, nor is there a private dining suite. I'm not asking much, just to turn it down a few decibels. The guy was yelling us his entire life story (with the thickest of southern accents). It sounded so annoying, and I am sorry I know I am southern but I still try to speak with some intelligence. He was going on about how he'd always loved Hispanic women "and their long black hair... and beautiful skin". Then some story about the drama with his neighbor. It simply would not cease.
"Just shut it out!" you say? Not that easy for me... In fact, with his droning on and on in thick drawl I was barely able to enjoy conversation with my husband. The point is, I always try to speak at a tolerable level with respect to those around me. So does Richie until he's had a couple of beers, then he is ready to go join the ranks of the loud and not-so-famous across the bar. Oh well.
Y'know... this goes for other places as well, like the workplace with all of the loud conference calls, high-decibel meetings and nightmarish bouts of laughter. I hate to be a party pooper but keep it down over there people!! This is a development area... Can't concentrate with you and your Scooby-doo and 'french chef' giggling. (sigh)
#8. Drag Queens & Kings - These are the road stars. If they can't plow you down to get to their morning, lunch and evening destinations their day is ruined. 80 MPH is not nearly fast enough for them... what are you, retarded?? They have to ride your ass to let you know that YOU aren't getting it right... Let them by and they'll show you how it's done (that or they'll force you off the road). I know it is not nice, but secretly when these racing menaces are busy trying to cut me off and jeopardize all of our lives on the interstate, I fantasize and imagine them flipping their automobile and being turned into breakfast toast.
Where the hell's my coffee?? Cheers!
#7. Peyton's Mom - Here is this beeeotch again. I have a strange feeling that she's slipped into my notes before. She's the perfectly-styled, cookie-cutter epitome of the "Soccer Mom Barbie" complete with her Starbucks travel mug, driving the biggest SUV she could muster (although she has no business behind said wheel), and having decorated the thing with every godawful decal known to man. The most prominent ones will be about how Peyton is an honor student, and how she is Peyton's Mom. They may include his "team #", or a couple of cheerleading pom-poms for Peyton's sister(s) who have the spirit too. More than likely she'll have a tribute to the family pets as well. One round at the red light behind these gasoline-burning road-hogs is the equivalent of being locked in a pink and blue glitter covered fuzzy room with the hottest 52 inch HDTV and being forced to watch marathons of "High School Musical" followed by the Jonas Brothers in concert.
#6. Mi Musica es su Musica - Speaking of nightmarish music... we have our share of people around here who pay very loud homage to their favorite artists. Keep in mind, that here in the south, so rich in talent there is an eclectic horde of genres. We have rap artists, country musicians, and swarms of good ol' boys blaring their swamp music. So I might be sitting behind Peyton's mom at one of those 30 minute red lights I hate so much trapped by "Project Pat" or "Al Kapone" flowing from one side while "Billy Ray Cyrus" or the extended version of "Free Bird" pistol-whips me from the other. If that wasn't enough to do it, I can rest assured that the Tejano or Banda music will catch up from behind me. ;)
Do these people feel that it is their public duty to drown away my sorrows with their own beats? Do I not have my own stereo? Or maybe they're just self-absorbed terrorists who make it their business to ensure that my stop-light stay is as booming with bass and out of tune as possible... Oh my achy breaky audio!
#5. Oh Holy Lights - Another holiday favorite... these people can barely manage to get the turkey grease off their fingers before stringing up scads of blinding holiday mish-mash all over their humble abodes. (I'm sure that they're all energy-saving lights and such). They have Santa and his reindeer on the roof, snowmen in the yard (a yard that might see a half an inch of snowfall the entire season). Lights up and down the driveway, down to the mailboxes and then some.
Don't get me wrong, I think the decorations are beautiful (kinda like gingerbread houses) and it's a lot of fun to ride around and view everyone's magnificent display. It's just that I wish I didn't have to look at it for two solid months from Thanksgiving until near Valentine's day. Just trim down the time-frame on those head dancing sugar plums!
#4. Angels We Have Heard On High - We can't mention a holiday season without discussing these little sweethearts. The nasty-wasty, evil little unruly spawn of the Bubbas, Drag Kings and Queens and Music Blasters listed above. Also, might be the youngest of Peyton's Mom's growing little 'soccer team'.
While I was raised with good manners, ample etiquette and proper discipline, the little creatures that these people seem to be dragging to the stores and the restaurants haven't seen one bit. Now, I'm not saying I'm a hard-core old fashioned disciplinarian myself, but I still see fit in controlling your child and having them act like a human being when out in public.
Most parents, however find the first thing that they think entertains little Landon or Chasity and just toss it their way. They find later, much to their dismay that the kid's attention span is not quite as long as the red light at which they were mere moments ago torturing me, and have to find something else to entertain their offspring. What do they do then? Take them to the nearest bar and grille, the exact one that I happen to be dining at that very night. Then the waitress, after being asked specifically to seat me in the least noisy section of the cafe, plops little "Mariah" right down in the booth behind me so I can be privy to her obviously healthy lungs and extreme octaves.
Yeah, this child is gonna be Kanye's favorite singer of the year in the very near future, I can just sense it.
#3. Leatherface - Ahhh is that Miss November I spy coming out of the Video Store/Tanning Bed?? Ohh no, my mistake... it's Leatherface. When I say this, yes I am referring to a southern girl or woman, who is obsessed with keeping a sinewy summer tan all-year-round. The age range varies, from high school prom queen to sexy senior citizens (or a high school prom queen who merely looks like a senior citizen). These ladies have made tanning an art form. Even with all the newest technology, tanning lotions, spray salons and deadly cancer abound, they continue to cultivate their skin into a finely tanned hide suitable for Ed Gein's next living room suit.
Just 15 more minutes and she's
gonna be ready for some cranberries and stuffing.
Um... like, OMG Srsly!?! WTF
What gives?? Do they actually think they look good that burned up? A nice, even light to medium tan looks much nicer than appearing as if you're trying to surpass the race barrier. It's also terrible for aging. Most of these people are also chain smokers, and avid drinkers as well. So don't come crying to me a couple of years down the road when "tan and blond" isn't quite cutting it for you anymore. "Geezuz! I must've taken a wrong turn at Albuquerque!"
#2. Feliz Navidon't - This one is rather self-explanatory, basically it follows the same rules as the house decorations mentioned above, and it comes with one desperate plea, "Please for the love of Jesus, Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus in the manger remove the following songs from your Christmas Rotation: "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer", "Do They Know It's Christmas (Band Aid)", "Wonderful Christmastime by McCartney", and of course "Feliz Navidad". Although there are more, these are on the top of my list. I may have to dedicate an entire post to bad Christmas songs. Anyone else care to share a bit of merriment that chaps their already overly-tanned hide?
#1. Bless Me Father For I Have Senate - Of course, not to be outdone, our State's government takes home first prize for their delectable 'gang-rape cake' smothered in sweet and sugary frosting (just a cover-up i'm sure for the real delights).
Yeah, our big strong heroes, the ones who are supposed to serve and stand behind their citizens voted two big "Nay's" on The Franken Amdt. No. 2588, you know the one (supposed to protect the rape victims?) Yeah, an amendment to the Defense Appropriations bill that would punish contractors if they "restrict their employees from taking workplace sexual assault, battery and discrimination cases to court."
Holy mother of goat and all her crazy uncles! I should've known that a state that could allow its children to be solely awarded to their crackhead, husband's cousin-marrying, prostitute low-life mothers instead while the obviously responsible fathers who work legitimate jobs and try desperately to provide and protect the family can barely get awarded visitation, would think somehow that Gang Rape should be the victor in a battle of human rights.
Well, long live Bubba... I'm sure he will as long as he and his rape-loving senator father don't empty out all their ammo killing local wildlife and beloved family pets.
This, I gift to you today, my act of kindness to try and make you laugh while also offering my hand at sarcasm for the state of the world and my immediate surroundings. If you enjoyed this even in the least, then my job today is done my friends.
If not, take heart... the weekend is nigh.
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Meanwhile, I'll keep today's post short... It's in the spirit of December's NaBloPoMo, and its theme "MITZVA", which I explained a little bit about yesterday. Some of you may be asking "What is Mitzva?" Now, I am not into "organized" religion, and I am certainly not Jewish, but check it out Mitzva, although is part of Judaism, and derived from their 613 Commandments (wow, I thought Christianity was rigid with its 10! he-he j/k), it has also come to express an act of human kindness. The act of human kindness is really what this month's theme is all about, which I think is great no matter the season. People should strive to act with kindness way more often, because I think that they would soon realize that it really does make one feel nice to do "good", and that eventually, you get rewarded for your kindness. Just have to be patient I guess... sometimes extremely patient. ;) Anyways, there you go... a little more detail on Mitzvah.
Although I am supposed to be giving mostly to others, just so happened that I spent quite a lot of time to myself today, (which didn't hurt my feelings much at all--yep, still working on my anti-social tendencies but it's easy to get comfy!) so I ended up indulging, by gifting myself emotionally.
Anyways, Give It A Peek.
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
Ahhh December. It seems like we just parted yesterday and you are already here again. This year has just blasted by has it not? I can't believe it. January 14th will mark 1 year since my Father's death and it just doesn't seem like a year could have passed already. I definitely hope that 2010 will be a better year for us all.
In the spirit of the season, I have decided to try and tackle the NaBloPoMo challenge again. Actually, November was officially "National Blog Posting Month" to which NaBloPoMo was named for, and sadly I did not get a chance to participate on the original month... oh well. So, to take up the slack for all the other bloggers who aren't able to post daily, or have basically thrown in the towel, I'm going to give it my December best and really try. The theme for December is "MITZVAH".
The challenge would be to give something to someone daily, whether that be a gift, a compliment, a helpful or kind word, whatever... and then blog about it. They don't really want me to go out and "give someone the finger" though, I don't think that counts, so I am gonna have to try and think positively and do some December good.
Root for me o.k.? Because being a positive and sweet person doesn't come THAT naturally to me and I might have a hard time. ha-ha
For today, I can just say that I gave my all to my employers and that was the gift of dedication and service to the clients we serve in an IT capacity on a daily basis. That should always be well thought of, although as employees we don't always get recognition for every single time we go above and beyond. That's life.
Welcome to the season. Here's hoping that December brings joy and peace to you and yours. Will be back soon with my big cool post.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Daddy delighted, actually reveled in holiday traditions, so between the two of them, we have been steeped in traditions of spending the holidays as a family, sitting down to joyful dinner. As the years went on, however, the family grew, the house was more and more crowded and of course some have split off or had to juggle multiple family. Everyone has their own families, and kids and responsibilities and it gets more complicated.
So, we take moments like these to remember the simple times and give thanks for all we have and all that we have been lucky to enjoy in this lifetime. When we sit and take inventory it's way more than we think.
This year will of course be our first Thanksgiving without Daddy. We're trying to keep the tradition and have dinner at Mom's but I know it is going to feel just a little odd and somewhat lonely, even with all of us. They have made a very nice, big and joyful family together.
With busy work weeks and so many things to do, I haven't had much time to get ready for this, but here it is. I hope that the day goes off without a hitch for all of you, and everyone has a very happy time together with your family, and/or friends and those closest to you.
Although we pause in gratitude today, we should try to remember not to make this a one-day per year thought, because there are so many things every single day we need to remember to appreciate.
So I will end this, my Thanksgiving post with a quote and a bit of humor by sharing a few shots where the Turkeys have their revenge...
And of course, we have to end with a bit of holiday inspiration (if you will, and I know I do).
Thanksgiving Day, a function which originated in New England two or three centuries ago when those people recognized that they really had something to be thankful for -- annually, not oftener -- if they had succeeded in exterminating their neighbors, the Indians, during the previous twelve months instead of getting exterminated by their neighbors, the Indians. Thanksgiving Day became a habit, for the reason that in the course of time, as the years drifted on, it was perceived that the exterminating had ceased to be mutual and was all on the white man's side, consequently on the Lord's side; hence it was proper to thank the Lord for it and extend the usual annual compliments.
The very fact that a man is thankful implies someone to be thankful to.
Thanksgiving dinners take eighteen hours to prepare. They are consumed in twelve minutes. Half-times take twelve minutes. This is not coincidence.
My mother is such a lousy cook that Thanksgiving at her house is a time of sorrow.
I have strong doubts that the first Thanksgiving even remotely resembled the 'history' I was told in second grade. But considering that (when it comes to holidays) mainstream America's traditions tend to be over-eating, shopping, or getting drunk, I suppose it's a miracle that the concept of giving thanks even surfaces at all.
Gluttony and surfeiting are no proper occasions for thanksgiving.
An optimist is a person who starts a new diet on Thanksgiving Day.
I love Thanksgiving turkey... it's the only time in Los Angeles that you see natural breasts.
Thanksgiving, man! Not a good day to be my pants.
Coexistence: what the farmer does with the turkey - until Thanksgiving.
P. J. O'Rourke
Thanksgiving is so called because we are all so thankful that it only comes once a year.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Therefore, I had to make changes to the security features and again enable the Word Verification feature. I regret having to do this because I try to make reading and visiting me easy and enjoyable, and most people hate the word verification feature, but I have had more than my fair share of idiotic spam comments lately, on old posts and the like so I am gonna try that for a while. Please bear with me.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Anyways, they came out with a Christmas special that is only on DVD, I'm watching it right now. If you have never seen "It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia" I highly recommend checking it out.
Meanwhile, check out the preview of the Christmas show (warning: Naked Danny DeVito which is pretty disgusting, but will definitely make you LOL).
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Other than that, just general weekend stuff going on. Trying to get ready both mentally, and physically for the upcoming holidays. This week is Thanksgiving week and I don't know how this is going to go, hopefully we can all keep our spirits up.
I'll say it again, 2009 has not been an easy year for many of us. The important thing, however, is to continue taking everything as it comes, living in the moment and being grateful for the good things that we do have in our lives.
There is always someone somewhere who has it much, much worse. Everyone we meet is fighting some kind of battle. It's not something that people really think about though due to the fact that everyone is so selfish and apathetic.
That's why comedy is so essential. I have to escape and try to laugh it all away. Between comedy, music and my motorcycle I find a way to keep putting one foot in front of the other.
Cheers to a great weekend y'all!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
All is going o.k. this week. The workload is still very hectic at work, but that's just the way it is going to be for a while. I just need to remind myself always to be happy that I have a job. Even though we screw things up for ourselves, and get all tangled up in too much, we need to try to simplify as much as we can, and make sure to take time to breathe, meditate and relax and enjoy the scenery on this rock.
It is amazing how comical people begin to look running around like chickens with their heads cut off, trying to beat each other to "nowhere", acting like rude assholes, cutting each other off at the pass, stressing out and freaking over stupid issues if you just take a step back and watch them, it's like you're in a peaceful, slow motion watching a ridiculous comedy. I wish they could see themselves.
Now, I am not saying that I'm not guilty of stressing out myself, I am! It's just that I do know how to get a handle on it, and I can take a deep breath and let it go when I need to. I can get things done and still at the end of the day say, "Whatever, none of this means anything in the big picture so I might as well chill out and enjoy... trusting that it is all in Divine Order." That's very true, no matter what our circumstances are, or what we are going through. You'll get through it and it is small potatoes in a HUGE pot roast. ;)
Oh my god, now see?? I have relaxed myself before I got the chance to bitch about the lady that annoyed me at Petco earlier. See, I was waiting in line to exchange dog collars for the right kind, and the lady was checking out right in front of me. She was one of those people who gets in front of the cart, gets her stuff out and leaves the cart behind. She finished up, and walked right off without even attempting to move the cart out of my way. I just found this to be extremely rude.
Even if it hadn't been her cart, she should've seen me as I inched the cart slowly towards her, thinking that she would take the hint and pull it out of my way on her way out (it would've hardly been any trouble for her). I rolled it forward, a little more, and I just kept thinking, 'Yeah, she's gonna realize and say she's sorry and just roll it back into the other carts as it is on her way out.' But it never happened. She took her bag (one small bag, it wasn't like she had her hands full) and just walked away. People are such apathetic, rude and thoughtless creatures.
I resisted the urge to slam the cart into her when she turned her back.
Another thing I have noticed is the number of abrasive jackasses who don't slow down and allow people to cross at Pedestrian cross-walks. What is the point? You are supposed to have the right-of-way and be able to cross a parking lot or street, but people just fly on through the parking lot at break-neck speeds. Even if you try to cross, it seems like they speed up in some morbid attempt to "plow you down" or at least make you think that. What gives??
Every day I find more and more reasons to dislike the human race and love my animals.
I mean, take a look at this cute guy! 'Course there are a couple of gratuitous shots of Mr. Rodney the Cat at the end.
Cats always have to have the last word! So the world turns.
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Until next time...
*The animals shown in the above slideshow were all adopted or rescued. "Don't Breed Or Buy While Shelter Animals Die!" Rescue Your New Pet Today!
Sunday, November 15, 2009
There are so many things that go through my head on a daily basis, that I wish I could get it all into words, and post it. Perhaps I might entertain you guys then. But if I do not catch the thought and write it down or record it whenever it happens, later on the feeling or sentiment passes and it turns sour... not even worthy of blogging.
I don't know how that happens. The ideas seem really good at the time, and I jot down a note or two that I think will remind me of what I wanted to write about and later when I go back to it, I'll read and think to myself, "Geez, I don't really feel like finishing that."
To recap the last few days? Wow, I can't think of anything to make it sound interesting honestly.
Work. That sums it up pretty well, and then when I am not working, over the weekend I was at my Mother's, and taking care of business (TCB like 'Big E').
One interesting thing I guess is that lately I have noticed a lot of people calling me "pet names". These are not only people I know, but other people that I don't know, like fast food workers and wait staff. One night we went to Fox and Hound pub because Mr. J was fiending for a brewsky and I ordered the fish and chips. When the waitress brought out our order, she sat my plate down and said, "Here you go love bug."
At first, I thought I was hearing things. When she walked away I looked at Richie and said, "Did I just get called Love Bug?" Of course he thought this was the greatest thing ever for a waitress to call me these names. It didn't extend to just Love Bug, she also referred to me as "Sweety" a few times too. Other than that, I have heard Sweetheart, baby and the usuals.
Not sure what this little trend is all about... maybe it's my cologne. (scratches head)
While I was too busy to get to it, I totally wanted to blog about November 11 since I am obsessed with 11:11. Because basically, if you think of it there are 3 elevens involved: November is the 11th month, it was the 11th day, and our year, 2009 adds up to 11. Whadaya get?? "11-11-11" Yeah! So I was going to talk all about that and the 11:11 phenomenon, which still affects me greatly to this day but just didn't get to. I know a lot of people see different occurrences of this "synchronicity", some buy into the strangeness of it, some just shrug it off and others don't even notice. I notice... I think it's pretty interesting, and of course do not care if BBC thinks it's bullshit hahaha. (Because I just knew that was coming).
Anyway, it's Sunday night, and although there is another busy week ahead of work, I will be trying to chronicle more of my wisdom and insights and occurrences. I hope maybe I will be able to find the time.
Until then, enjoy my pictures below... I got this from this flash tool over at http://www.sp-studio.de/sp-studio.swf (Sp Studio). It was fun creating the "South Park" versions of Mr. J and Me.
Raisins shirt and no pants in front of the computer)
So there you go... Hope ya enjoyed! Wishing a safe and magical week to the dear few readers that I have left. ;-)
Sunday, November 08, 2009
The photo to the left could not be less like me. A Stepford wife I am not. In fact I have always been more like "one of the guys" who likes to have fun, play video games, and of course mostly just enjoy treats of a physical nature (safe way to say it right?) Sometimes, I wish I was the epitome of "Domestic Goddess", but then I think on the larger scale of all that is, it's a small and unimportant shred of talent that I missed out on.
Sometimes I do have my "moments"... like today.
I made great progress in the room I have been neglecting, but meaning to clean for a long time, I am proud of that. We'll see.
The rest of the weekend, Mr. J had been sick, he says with a sinus infection, I thought he probably had a cold. I got a little sniffly and spent the weekend with sinus irritation too, which might be one reason that I was prompted into a cleaning binge.
The weather has been gorgeous and I was going to ride my motorcycle a lot over the weekend but just didn't get to, or didn't get to it one or the other. I think that the time change and the fact that it is getting dark now before 5:30 in the afternoon is still bumming me out quite a bit. I love winter, but I hate the hours. It just kind of sucks driving home from work and it is dark already.
So that is my boring, uneventful, sad little "dirge" lol. I hope you enjoyed it.
I am sweaty, stinky and still have clothes to put up so I am back at it for a few. Mr. J has gone to grab us some Subway. I've worked up a bit of an appetite so I'm ready for that!
Have a good week ahead, whatever that means to you!
Thursday, November 05, 2009
This has been a tiring week.
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
I started out trying to figure out what the heck I wanted to be, and had a hard time settling on my costume. But I finally wimped out and went for the easy "Goth" look... As you can see here, I go right along with the nightlife as my undead-looking self.
I had my fun little self-portrait photo shoot, and then it was time to head out to see The Vynals play. Mr. J had been deeply rooted in an all-weekend long game of "Super Paper Mario Bros." on the Wii, but I peeled him off to get ready finally, and we were off.
There was a vast array of characters at the show, including the band, most of which dressed like "Paul Revere" and "Raiders" ;) The drummer, Craig just dressed up like a Hippy.
I guess the "cutest" costumes I saw were...
Dorothy and one of the Lollipop Kids
Father Dick is another story entirely...
Member of the "cloth", he had no trouble
whatsoever showing us his gospel
Father Dick shown here with his Slutty Taxi Driver Wife
Wayne and Garth even came out to 'Party On'
Mr. J shown here "FourDinners" and "Cappy" style...
He does love the nightlife.
However, he hates dressing up so here's what
he thinks of Halloween... lol
Monday, November 02, 2009
This is going to be so very surreal, the first Thanksgiving and Christmas ever without Daddy. It's something we have to do, and learn to get through it and continue moving, always moving.
We went to a show of a friend of ours, his band is called "The Vynals". They play a lot of 60s music, and he has always supported our band so we try to support his when we can. It was pretty fun. Most everyone wore costume, myself included, and there were some characters at the gig. I'll have to blog about in more depth and post a few pics. Just don't have much time right at the moment. Another week looms ahead, got so much to do.
Aside from the gig, we were around the house and Mr. J was deeply immersed in a game of "Super Paper Mario", he played it most all weekend. I just did my own thing, and relaxed, etc. It was all-in-all an o.k. weekend.
November... so we meet again.
The leaves have certainly taken drastic turns in the last couple of weeks, I have been watching them with a keen artists eye. I do so need to hit the canvas, but I can never find sufficient motivation, space or solitude. I need my own art studio so badly. Why am I not more motivated and resourceful??
Everyone else around me always seems to have their head on straight and always be able to do the things that they want, need to do or enjoy doing. What is wrong with me? Why did this 'gene' seem to escape me? Where the bleep is my mind??
Even so, I find myself captivated by the beauty of the season, the chill in the air and everything about fall and winter except for the time change. I mean the extra hour was cool, but the getting dark earlier seems to just be depressing me mostly.
bringer of winter,
and Death's maiden,
on the cheek
as you and
your brilliant leaves
brush by to say
Here comes the hurt,
here comes the cold.
On play the memories
over and over
in my head,
like an old
from long ago.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Well if you are saying "No" right now, then you need to get in touch with your roots child!
I was just thinking about this today as I read this prevention.com article entitled: 19 Bizarre Home Cures That Really Work.
One of the ones that stood out from this to me was about Duct tape. You know we have all made the joking generalization at times that Duct tape works for everything.
In fact a popular saying is, "There are only two things you need in life, Duct Tape and WD40. If doesn't move and should, use WD40. If it moves and shouldn't use the Duct Tape." lol It's funny but in a lot of ways kind of true! :) So just when I thought I knew all of the uses for the stuff, besides the obvious ones, we find:
Home cure: Duct tape
Use it for: Warts
Yes, this really does work! Covering warts with duct tape eliminates them better than freezing them off, according to a study published in the Archives of Pediatrics and Adolescent Medicine. In the study, the duct tape eliminated 85% of the warts after 2 months, compared with 60% with the freezing method.
To use duct tape safely, clean the area. Then cut a piece of duct tape to a size slightly bigger than the wart. Apply the duct tape to the site and rub into place. Every 3 days, remove the tape and file down dead skin with a pumice stone or nail file. Repeat until the wart disappears. Chemicals in the tape suffocate and kill the wart.Can you believe it??
If anyone has a wart, please give this a try, or I will if I get one anytime in the future. I must know the outcome of this "home remedy".
Other natural remedies that I have been taught throughout my life are:
1. Hiccups - A spoonful of sugar. This one works. Of course the 9 swallows of water works too, but either way, give em a try. Beats getting the Bejezzuz scared out of ya.
2. Ringworm - Once my nephew had a ringworm, and my Mom used a Green Walnut on it. She simply opened it up, and placed one of the sides of the unripe pod over the ringworm, worked like magic.
3. Zits, Burns, Irritations, Cuts - Anything related to skin is solved easily with a pinch off the ol' Aloe Vera plant. You can get the stuff from the store, but nothing works quite as great as the leaf itself. The plants are very easy to grow, so even if you don't have a green thumb, you can still most likely grow an Aloe Vera plant. It's worth it!
4. Coughs/Colds - Mom always has her "remedy" made up for this, which consists of "Old Charter Bourbon Whiskey", Glycerin (preferably vegetable glycerin) which is a lung healer, rock candy or honey/lemon etc... something to sweeten the bite of the Old Charter. It really does help... or you'll end up drunk, whichever comes first. ;)
What are some natural remedies that have been passed on to you from your elders, or that you have learned in your life that truly work? Why not share and pass along a bit of wisdom. We could save a bit at the Pharmacy to boot!
Monday, October 26, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
I've already mentioned on Facebook that we decided to adopt a new puppy. He is a German Shepherd and supposed to be full-blooded. However, I don't quite know if I trust my husband's assessment of these things because when he surprised me with our first dog, Sal, he asked me "Do you want a German Shepherd puppy?" and I pictured this cute little 'tootsie-roll' looking baby dog, all fuzzy and cuddly, and he brought me home a full grown "Something-or-another". LOL :) Sal (short for Salvador, after Salvador Dali, is some sort of cross between possibly a German Shepherd and I think maybe an Akita. He has a thicker coat than a regular GS, and has a fluffy curly tail. He is also shorter in stature. His markings are very similar to the Shepherd though, and he is very cute, obedient and smart.
I have seen a photo of this one though, and I guess you could basically call him a 'teenager'. His ears are already up, but he has yet to grow into them fully. I can't wait to meet him. We're just thinking of names now, and we are famous for goofy names... especially me. Hopefully we won't humiliate the little guy too badly. Photos and updates to come soon rest assured.
The whole month of October has been quite rainy mostly here in the Memphis area. We had pretty nice weather last weekend when we were in Hot Springs, of course. Then the first part of this week was nice, and I neglected my motorcycle out of sheer laziness. The mornings were chilly, and I didn't want to go to the trouble of "suiting up". Then the rain returned yesterday, and I still made the most of it by sitting at the park with the engine turned off and meditating to the raindrops falling on the top of my car-Talk about relaxing! Today began as kind of rainy, but it supposed to clear off and make way for another very nice weekend. I will definitely be riding Jimi some then over the weekend. Maybe I will take some nice photos too.
Halloween is coming up too, and I would like to decorate the house a bit, and look festive. Last year was a bad year for us during the holiday season due to my Dad's health issues getting worse, and this year has been very hard since his passing in January. This year meant that every holiday we have endured has been the first of each without Daddy. Although I am dealing quite well under the circumstances, and taking each day as it comes... working (I think) in a healthy way through the grief process, and knowing that he is happy and doing well in such a better place, the worst part is always Mom.
She is trying, and she is adjusting but at a very slow pace. I guess it is completely different when it's your spouse, partner, soulmate-the person who you made a life with for 48 years. She knows he is better now, and she would never wish him to still be here and in such a painful or suffering state, but still she can't yet seem to want to find reasons to go on LIVING herself. She is not the same fiesty woman with boundless energy as she was. She stays so very lonely, and just doesn't have any interest in doing much of anything, or going anywhere. I know it is a process, and I do what I can to help.
Rarely do I know the right thing to do or say.
So back to what I was saying about my home and the holidays, and decorations, etc... I want to really try to fix up and make things look festive. Whether I accomplish this or not is anybody's guess!
Happy weekending y'all. ;-)
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Ahhh the auto tuner. It's funny, when they do spoofs and all, but I don't quite understand why they want so much to use this. It may have its place, in parts of songs for effect, but now artists are getting lazy and beginning to use it all the time.
When did it happen that it is not necessary to carry your own tune, be able to sing in order to be a singer? It just kind of sucks if you ask me. But nobody is really asking me.
Certainly, I have had zero calls from these multi-million dollar recording artists asking my opinion on singing technique and whether or not they need to incorporate the auto tuner into their work. They have enough cash, they're not even worried about it.
Now, they even have this I Am T-Pain iPhone Application so people can sing right into their phone and get the same effect. More money... Interesting. Why can't I invent something useless like that?
Where did this Auto-Tune phenomenon come from?? Click Here To Read More Shocking Auto-Tune Info and Even Confessions From Your Favorite "Artists".