Just One Day

So I saw this thing on tumblr and saved it, mostly just liking the sentiment of it. But then I actually started thinking about it.

I looked it up online and I saw some really messed up answers. Stuff that made you look and just think, "I think we have a psycho on our hands. Is there any way to alert the proper authorities??" I have been thinking about the answer all day. For a couple of days, really.
Well, this is what I came up with.


I would make you breakfast: pancakes, bacon and eggs with orange juice. Or maybe steak and and omelette. How do you like your eggs?? Do you like coffee??
We would spend the morning snuggled in a blanket either on the couch or the living room floor watching cartoons, Disney movies, or playing video games. I would start a tickle war. We could build a fort made of couch cushions and blankets. We would sit beneath its canopy, your head in my lap while I stroke your hair and we talk about silly things. We would lay down and make love in our couch cushion fort.
I would spend the day learning all I could about you. I would hold your hand, kiss your fingers, look into your eyes. We would take a blanket outside and have lunch in the yard. Or maybe in the park. We would lay on the blanket staring at the sky pointing out cloud formations: here, a dragon. There, a horse, and over there...do you see the wolf howling?? Or maybe it's a mountain. I would kiss your forehead, your eyelids, your lips.  I would whisper sweet nothings. I would notice the sun retreating from the sky.
We would make dinner together. Spaghetti or alfredo with a salad and wine. Or maybe we would order a pizza and pick up a six pack of beer.
We would watch the latest action flick. Or have a TV show or movie marathon on Netflix. We would laugh about funny videos on YouTube and shake our heads at the drama on Facebook. The moon and the sun would greet each other as they traded shifts. The stars would come and take their positions as though a great recital were about to begin.
I would look into your eyes and read your emotions. I would begin to miss you because I must soon return you to the world; our private oasis invaded by harsh reality.
I would hold your face in my hands, locking your gaze onto mine. I would peer into your soul through those shimmering portals and for a single moment of absolute clarity, I would know. 
I would wrap my arms around you and hold you close to me. Close enough that I can feel your heartbeat exchanging rhythm with mine and I could breathe deeply of your scent. Your closeness would make my heart skip a beat. And in that skipped beat, that millisecond of unaligned syncopation, would be  all the words that we didn't say. The words that didn't need to be spoken. In that moment, I would lean in and kiss you...Goodnight.


So there you go. I finally came up with that. I'm gonna go to bed tonight dreaming about this. About telling that special one how much he means to me. About what we would do if we just had one day.

~ Hop Along

How Poetic...

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. Step right up and take a look!! This is a poem that I wrote a long time ago (most of the ones I post on here ARE...) And I was just reading over some of my old stuff, trying to get inspiration for new stuff...and this popped out, and so I decided that it was good enough to share. Hope you like it.

Soul's Dynamics

I had a beautiful dream one night

(for me dreamful nights are few)

I curled up in bed and fell asleep tight

And that's when I dreamed of you.

I thought of you before I went to bed

I'm glad it was you I did see

I guess thoughts of you were just stuck in my head

And I wished you were there with me.

Then all of a sudden, like a flash, you appeared

What a pleasant, unexpected surprise

My heart beat faster as you came near

And my temperature began to rise.

I longed so much for the warmth of your touch

The taste of your lips, so sweet

Hoping and wishing and praying and such

That one day our souls would meet.

Then out of nowhere, a melody played

Such a sweet and beautiful song

The tune played on as love was made

All day and all night long.

Slowly, our bodies rocked in time

Not sure from where the music came

I held your body close to mine 

And softly I whispered your name.

I held on tight, I just couldn't let go

As I felt my insides melt

I looked in your eyes and you let me know

You felt the same thing yourself.

Everything was so perfectly clear

And as tangible as it all seemed,

Your face I could see, your voice I could hear,

But it was only just a dream.

More to come soon!!!!! I'm working on something new right now. Promise.

- Hop Along

...I Make A Rhyme Every Time

Hey, here's another one!! Another old one (I haven't written anything new since "The Red House"...)  but it's a good one. It's also probably my shortest.
I have a poem that I'm debating about putting on here...It's a collaborative work. My first and only one of it's kind, for me.  I have to ask the coauthor if it would be alright to post.
In the mean time, and in-between time.... I give you this:


Drowning

For what seems no reason
Warm tears fall down my face.
For more than just one season
I've dwelled in this empty place.
I'm drowning in an ocean;
A far and distant sea.
From the deep waters of emotion
No one can rescue me.

Stay tuned for more.

- Hop Along

I'm A Poet And I Didn't Know It...

Hey everyone!! I'm back with another poem!!!!!

I wrote this a LONG time ago.  Like, 2002 or something. At the time I thought it was pretty damn good. I think it's still alright, but I'll let you decide.

A Moment In Time

Let me have a moment of your time

Just a moment for your eyes to look into mine

If that moment stretches into eternity, let it be

As long as it's a moment when you're here with me.

Let me have just one perfect chance

A second when we could be holding hands

If that second should turn into a night, that's alright

Don't let go, because it feels just right.

Let me make time stop forever

So I know that we'll always be together

Let us make time last and last

Until our future becomes our past.

Let me love you for a moment in time

I have no excuses, no reason, no rhyme

Let forever be always, and always be mine

Just for that moment, that moment in time.

More poetry to come soon...

- Hop Along

I Guess Now Is A Good Time...

Sometimes I think about things that I did wrong and I start to feel really bad about it. It's usually LONG after the fact, but the remorse is fresh. Today I had such a moment.
I had some time to allow my mind to wander. And as I got lost hopping down the bunny trail, I came across some things that I had previously only explored superficially. That is, there were some thoughts and feelings that I only thought and felt for a very short amount of time and then shut the door on that part of my thinking.  Well, I went ahead and opened the door, and entered the Wonderland that was this left-behind cache of mental and emotional refuse.
What I discovered in there was some unresolved feelings about a situation I was recently a part of.  To make a long story short, there was a guy I was kind of seeing and it didn't exactly work out, nor did it exactly end well. I will take partial responsibility for the way things ended, but I am not entirely at fault.   In his (slightly heated) farewell, he informed me that I could have told him that I was no longer interested in continuing  to have any encounters with him. (No, he didn't use THOSE words, I'm just...making it pretty.) He said that he had told me that he was approachable and that I could talk to him about anything.
What he said may have actually been true, but I have reason to doubt it. Because of the way things were going, he would have been crushed if I had somehow worked up the courage to broach the subject. But that's where my emotions (specifically anger) flared up. In my head, I began to have the conversation we could have had. I began to ask the questions that were burning in my head, longing to be asked.

Me: So, I could have come to you and told you?? Really?? And when would have been a good time to do that?? When you were telling me how crazy you were about me?? When you were telling me how drop-dead gorgeous I am?? When you were telling me how much you missed me and couldn't wait to see me?? I mean, really, there was never a good time to bring up the fact that things were not exactly working out for me. Any time I would have tried to bring it up would have made me look like a total ass hat.

Okay, I know that only hearing that part of the story makes me seem like an ass hat in the first place.  But in my defense, I did try to talk to him about it...once. I guess I didn't make myself clear at that time. I'm not very good at talking about feelings. I also don't really like confrontation. I know what you're thinking: "Hey, this guy sounded like a good guy. Seemed like he really liked you. I mean, he complimented you and all. What the hell is wrong with you??"
There's nothing wrong with me. It's just that I was under the impression that we were just going to SEE where things lead. Well, for me, things didn't go anywhere. Things just got kinda awkward for me. It was clear that he was really liking me, but I didn't feel the same and I didn't know how to tell him. And there never seemed to be a good time to bring it up. SO, I did what I thought was easier. It may not have been the best thing to do, but I thought he would pick up on the clues and see what was happening. He didn't...and that makes me feel even worse.
What I did...or rather what I didn't do was: I didn't call as much. I didn't text as much. I didn't spend as much time with him.
I know, I know...that in itself makes me an ass hat. Okay, whatever. I couldn't see any other way...
I don't think there would have been any better outcome anyway. No matter what path I chose, it would have ended on a sour note I think. I'll never know.

In any case, I find myself once again in the position to apologize. I kinda wish there was a way that I could tell him personally, but this will have to do since he wants nothing to do with me. So, in reference to a different individual, I say these words: To he who may never read this, I am sorry.

I'm going to forgive myself for being an ass hat, "acting like a child" (his words), and doing things the way I did. I'm not going to make excuses...well, I guess I already did...
In any case, I apologize. And now I'm going to close the door and lock it.

- Hop Along

Listening to "Apologize" by One Republic

Ha ha Holiday

We just got back from family vacation/reunion in South Carolina.

This a story of my 4th of July. Enjoy.

Once upon a time, it was the 4th of July. My dad was being a total ass hat. My mom was pissed, I was pissed, and on top of it all, we were at a place where we didn't know anybody, there was no real entertainment, AND the food wasn't ready yet... But it got worse!! As I offered my assistance to fill the coolers, I noticed there was all off-brand sodas, and tiny bottles of water...and NO beer. So here's me having a great fucking time. 

Then suddenly, out of the wood works, Cousin Whatchamacalit brightens the day... Tada!! 

Oh happy day!! The food still wasn't ready, but the kids were playing on the water slide and the adults were shooting pool and I had some alcohol, so the day was looking up. Mom and I were happier campers, and Dad's ass hat-ness was forgiven. (Sorry, no pic available)

FINALLY, somebody said we could come eat. Well, nobody has to tell me twice, so I made sure I was at the front of the line to scoop up a plate. Oh boy, Chunky Brewster (that's my fatty name) was about to get DOWN!! 

Well, with a full stomach and a beer and a half gone, I was definitely starting to enjoy myself. Actually, I was bored stiff but I made the best of it. Well, of course you KNOW, I gotta go to the bathroom. So another cousin, Whose-her-face, takes me in her house (thank God...) so I don't have to use the porta potty (Ew...). And OMG, I have never seen a more awesome bathroom!! I had to take pictures. And then when I went back outside, I told my sister, mom and dad about it. So one by one they all needed the facilities. Well, it became a bathroom party. 

So we got a tour of the house, looked at some family photos (LMFAO!!!!!!), learned some family history (snore) and generally chatted about...stuff. (I would insert the family photo I have that made me laugh SO hard I had to run back to the awesome bathroom...but mom had made me promise not to post it on the internet where someone might recognize it...)

[Insert Funny Family Photo That Must Not Be Shown]

Anyway, it poured down rain off and on ALL day, we were the last family members to leave. We wrapped up some food and we went back to the hotel. Took the last 2 beers with us too.
Didn't get to see any fireworks (*pout*) 

cuz it was pouring down rain again. AND we had to go to bed if we were to get up early and head to ATL. Happy 4th of July. The end.

- Hop Along

TutTut...Looks Like Rain

     

     Storms have been blowing through this region over the last week or so. Tornadoes, thunder storms, pouring rain. When it's not storming, the weather is JUST nice enough to roll your windows down and enjoy the post-rain breeze. Like spring has finally arrived, but is way more than fashionably late, and trying to share the spotlight with the incoming summer.

     So, as I look at how this pertains to my life, I notice a similarity...only in reverse. I was just starting to enjoy the seemingly calm and lazy days of summer when the wind started to blow, warning me of the incoming storm in the horizon. The air smells of anger and regret, of all the things I would much prefer to forget. The things I "miss": mis-takes, missed opportunities, mis-steps, mis-direction, mis-spoken words and mis-guided intentions.

     I know that I'm strong enough to weather the storm, just as I have so many times before. I just don't want to have to roll up my windows and break out the umbrella again. I also know that after the storm is over, however long it may rage, the air will be clean and sweet and the sun will shine again.

Listening to "I Think It's Going to Rain Today" By Bette Midler

-- Hop Along

Brand New Words, Words That Rhyme

So hey!! I just wrote a new poem!! I haven't written any poetry in awhile. Actually, my writing in general has suffered some of late.   Well, anyway...
Today I wrote a new poem and I am tentatively calling it The Red House. Although it could also be called Rebuild. It's a little Dr. Seuss in it's format but...I still think it's a good one. Keep in mind that I JUST finished writing it, so I may have to tweak it later or whatever but for now, here is a first look at my newest writings.

The Red House

In the red house

with only four rooms

the owner knows not

of her impending doom.

Two rooms are upstairs,

and two rooms are down.

Two make her smile,

two make her frown.

The rooms full of smiles

aren't opened very much.

The locks get jammed,

the keys lost, and such.

The rooms with the frowns

won't seem to stay closed.

And she says to herself,

"I have GOT to work on those."

Then, one day a tree falls

on the two rooms of smiles.

Though she lives on a plain, 

there are no trees for miles.

She looks at the mess,

She frowns and then, 

She says to herself, 

"I'll just rebuild them again."

So the new rooms have new doors and 

locks and she's hoping

that maybe this time 

she can keep them open.

But soon tragedy strikes

and the rooms fall down

and she wonders,

"Why not the rooms with frowns??"

Surveying the scene

from her place on the floor, 

she decides, "I'll have to 

build them once more."

So she sets to work

while staring from afar

are the rooms with frowns,

their doors ajar.

She tries to ignore them

but the corners of her mouth pull down;

there's just no denying the power

of the frowns.

But soon, once again, 

the red house is whole, 

though constant reconstruction 

is taking its toll.

The paints don't match,

there's some materials reused

it's painfully obvious

this house has been abused.

But there's a new addition

to the smile rooms' doors.

She's installed doors with windows

why didn't she think of this before??

So now she can glimpse

at least a hint of a smile

(for when the frowns have her down

every once in awhile)

And so time goes by

with no incidents at all

and she thinks, "I built them strong,

they will not fall."

If only she knew how 

wrong she could be,

because before long,

came tragedy number three.

It didn't come as a wind,

or freak accident of the land

this tragedy came

in the form of a man.

He came to her door

and looked so strong

"He can help me build,

nothing can go wrong."

She showed him around

her little four-roomed home

thinking,

"Now I won't have to do this alone."

He turned with a smile

and said "This is a nice spot.

I'll stay here with you,

I like it a lot."

And after a while, they both heard a 'click'

The smile doors swung open

and the whole house was lit!!

So the days went

so happy and calm

she didn't know the man

was a ticking time bomb.

Until the day came 

when he looked in her face

and said with no sorrow

"I'm off to find a better place."

But before he left, 

he had something to do

"I've got

a little present for you..."

And suddenly he had

a sledgehammer in hand

"No!! Please don't!!"

She begged of the man.

But he didn't listen,

he started to swing.

Then the house did 

the strangest thing.

All the doors shut,

both upstairs and down:

the rooms of smiles 

and the rooms of frowns.

He swung with all his might

and he wore a slight grin.

"Stop!! Please!!" she begged

again and again.

But he wouldn't stop,

he swung and he swung

until his hands were sore

and both ears rung.

Just before it crashed down,

the house gave a groan.

The man ran off

and left the woman alone.

As she knelt crying in the rubble

where she could have been killed

through her tears she said,

"I'll just have to rebuild."

So there you have it. My latest poem. 

I have a challenge...this poem is actually a metaphor. It's symbolic all the way through. Can anyone tell me what it is?? What does the house represent?? What about the 2 rooms of smiles and the 2 rooms of frowns?? What does this all mean??

- Hop along

More Words That Rhyme

I have WAY too much on my mind to post a regular entry, so here's some more poetry.

This one's kinda new,  and I thought it wasn't finished, but when I read over it, I liked the way it came together. And so I am calling it complete and tentatively titling it "Vow of Love."  Enjoy!!

Where the ocean meets the shore
Where my heart meets yours
Where the light touches the sky
You can see deep in my eyes
Through all time and across the years
A melody plays for just our ears
We begin to sway, begin to dance
Enraptured at once by this romance
Safely bound, our hearts will mend
From now until our journey's end

When the hands of time
Ring out their chime
When the light fades
And beauty evades
When the days of old
Have long grown cold
Tell me, will
You love me still?
Renew the promise we once forswore:
"I'll love you still, forevermore."

- Hop Along

More Rhyming Words

I was told recently to put some of my poetry on here, so here's another one.


Untitled

I asked my heart to stop bleeding for you
It replied that it was something it could not do.
I asked my mind to stop thinking
Thoughts of you are quicksand, and I'm rapidly sinking.
I asked my body to stop aching
You have no idea how long that's taking
I asked my eyes to please stop crying
With every tear, they say they're trying
I asked my soul to help me move on
Best thing to do now that you're gone.

- Hop Along

Vegas, Baby!!

So, I went to Vegas recently. Oh man....I've heard about how good it could be, but it's nothing like actually experiencing it!! It's like stepping out of the real world and into Narnia or something.

I know they say you can't talk about what happens in Vegas (or maybe that you shouldn't??), but I'm going to kinda break that rule right now. Oh, don't think I'm going into great detail, in fact, I'm not going into detail at all. I mean, I gotta keep the good stuff to myself. But I have to at least talk a little bit about it, so that it still seems real.

When I got there, I was really excited, and a little nervous...okay a lot nervous. I mean, it was something new and I didn't know what to expect. And one thing you don't realize right off, it's HUGE!! There's so much to take in!! I didn't know what to do first, where to start my adventure, so I just kinda dived right in. Soon, I really started feeling the heat (I mean, it's HOT) and I was sweating like crazy. I couldn't seem to get enough water. I thought I was gonna have a damn heat stroke. Don't worry, I survived, but it wasn't long before I was running out of fuel; I had to find some food. There just no way I was going to be able to keep pace without proper nourishment. Food isn't much different there, so I just snagged some pizza. Then, it was back to the Strip.

You know how you try to have your activities planned when you go somewhere?? Yeah, you pretty much can't do that in Vegas. It's like the plans are made for you and you just go along with it. Oh, don't get me wrong, you enjoy the hell out of it, but it just wasn't what you had planned.

Sometimes things are better that way. Let life take YOU by the horns every once in awhile. I didn't do anything crazy, like get a tattoo I'll regret, or one if those drive-through weddings, but I still feel like I have done the forbidden, and I'd do it again in a heartbeat!! I've been there, done that, bought a T-shirt.

I'm back in the real world now, the wardrobe is closed. It all still seems like a blurred dream. You know, the kind where you can't remember much of what happened, but you remember so vividly what you felt?? Yeah, it left that kind of impression on me. The awe, the wonder, that feeling of "I haven't even left yet, but I can't WAIT to come back!!" There was a lot of stuff I didn't get to try, see, or do...but don't worry, I'm going back first chance I get.

If you ever get the chance to go, do it. Go, and have a blast. Just don't tell me about it, because you know the rule:

*Listening to "(I've Had) The Time of My Life" by Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes*


- Hop Along



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Powerless

  That's exactly what it is. I've figured that much out. Unfortunately, I haven't figured out how to stop it. And without your permission or even any knowledge of how it happened, it gets worse. Much worse. And the next thing you know...

 

 

 

 

How do I keep that little sucker under control?? My mind, the sane one, takes the time to analyze the situation and begins to form a strategy. My heart, the idiot, dives in headfirst without checking if there's water in the pool. It's like crossing the street without looking both ways; the way MAY be clear, or you may end up as a hood ornament.

 

 

 

So, the heart somehow manages to override the mind...

 

 

And then I'm left looking back and thinking...

 

 

 

Mistakes, face-palm, retrospect, regret...

 

 

 

My mind, the sane one, takes the time to analyze the situation and begins to form a strategy...for next time. It's determined not to allow this to happen again. But it's not the one in control... 

 

My hands are tied, there's nothing I can do. Helpless, hopeless...

Powerless.

 

 

*Listening to "Powerless" by Linkin Park*

 

- Hop Along

Rhyming Words

Okay, I've been told that I should put some of my poetry on here. So, here you go. This one's an oldie but a goody. It's about a failed relationship. It's called "Not Your Love." Enjoy!!

Candy and flowers
All the gifts that you shower
Me with to show your love is true
You give love and affection
So we'll make a connection
But that's not what I want from you.

How can I care what you're feeling if
I have enough to be dealing with??
Could you please get your face off the floor...
I just want my freedom
From you, so don't be dumb,
Just give me what I'm asking for.

You get on my last nerve!!
What I mean, in other words,
Is that you have been quite a pain
To the "Nth" degree
You bug the hell outta me
And you're starting to drive me insane.

I guess I loved you at first,
And as much as it hurts,
I just haven't been feeling the live lately
And if the hell I went through
Is how you say "I love you,"
Then, frankly, I'd rather you hate me.

- Hop Along

Maybe I'm Crazy

In complete contrast to my Valentine's Day feelings of #ForverAlone (and hating ANYTHING happily-ever-after related), today, I can't seem to get enough of love songs. What's gotten into me?? I'm sure I don't know. Nothing has changed, I'm still single as a dollar and I am SO not ready for a relationship. I even made sure I ducked Cupid for a couple extra days just to be sure no mistakes were made (remember, I told you my ex and I were all smoochy and lovey dovey last Valentine's Day...that relationship was an absolute mistake). So what can there be to explain my current state of mind?? Well, there's insanity...possibly a touch of desperation...stupidity?? I don't know, but whatever. I'll just go with it.



*Listening to "I Just Can't Stop Loving You" by Michael Jackson*

Hop Along




That was me at about 3:45 this morning. I actually shifted moods pretty quickly once I got to work. It was like people IMMEDIATELY got on my nerves. Really, it was the stupid BS that people think is important and it really isn't. I moved back into my lovey dovey mode around midday. Wasn't so much for listening to love songs and stuff like that. I was more in super flirt mode. No joke, on my way to the parking lot, I seemed to be surrounded by guys. Maybe it was just me, but that's how it seemed.
One thing was sure, one of those guys was acting differently towards me than usually. I plan to keep an eye on that behavior and see how it develops.
So this evening, as I get settled down and prepare for night night, I'm in mid-mode: I'm not all lovey dovey, but I'm not all woe-is-me either. I'm just...*shrug* half a block from crazy. So don't try to drive me there, I'm within walking distance.

Nighty night.
Hop Along

Where Is The Love??

Smooching, hugging, touching, holding hands, heart shapes, teddy bears, and love...all of this has been adversely commercialized for this thing we call Valentine's Day. On any regular day any of those things would be considered sweet, but not really given a second thought otherwise. It's all great if you're in a relationship. Well, sort of. Valentine's Day puts a pressure on everyone that just...isn't fair. For those who aren't in a relationship with that "special someone" (or for the cheating dogs, someones) you feel as though you HAVE to be with someone, or that you are some sort of loser if you're not. I have to admit that I have fallen into the thought pattern of that second category.
This year, Valentine's day is a little bittersweet for me. Exactly a year ago, I was back together with my ex, we were talking about getting married, we went and had pictures taken and I was happy (at least, I thought I was). This year...well, we're not together, I can barely stand the sight of him. I'm single and still wondering how the hell last year even happened.

I do my best to hide it, but it still hurts. I thought I was over it, but no, it still hurts. Only makes it worse that everyone around me is with someone. Most of them are happy. A few are just making do. Me, I just feel....

Oh, I know I'm NOT going to be alone forever, I'm just wondering what's the shift in the universe?? Usually, I have to practically beat guys away with a stick. But now?? I can barely get a guy to flirt with me. I mean, on the one hand I really am enjoying being single, but on the other hand, I'm used to getting attention. Well...I don't know what's going on, but I'll take it as a learning experience. What am I supposed to be learning?? I have no idea.
Anyway, today, someone is going to propose, someone is going to be surprised, tons of people are going to receive cards, teddy bears, chocolates, flowers. But...what about the rest of the year?? I put today in the same category with Christmas: it's all about spending money, and making a big deal about sentiments you don't express during the other 364 days of the year. I mean, why is it only on Valentine's day that people want to surprise their special someone with dinner, tickets, flowers, etc?? Don't you love them year-round?? Why not show it some other time during the year...OTHER than their birthday??  (With Christmas, it's all about giving, giving, giving and everyone really starts getting into charity and giving to the poor....Um, they were poor in March, but I didn't see you forking over anything to help then!!)
Anyway, I guess I'm kinda glad I don't have that "special someone" because I am FLAT BROKE and wouldn't be able to participate in the consumerism. Ah well, everything happens for a reason.

Here's a little cliche stuff for all of you who need it today.

And a couple of em for the rest of us...

And one thing that explains it all...

That totally makes sense!!!!

Happy Valentine's Day everybody.

Hop Along

The Circle of Life

Well, I had an entirely different topic to post about today, but circumstances have dictated that I post about this...

"One day, Simba, the sun will set on my time here..."

My daughter's great-grandmother passed away today. (That would be her father's mother's mom, so no, not related to me.)  I know that Gramma C is devastated. I mean, it's hard enough to lose a family member (even the furry ones), but it's gotta be REALLY hard to lose your mother. I am blessed to say that my mom is still with me. I am not even trying to THINK about the day when I will have to deal with this situation.
It's funny that I was just looking at a post on G+ earlier that said something about life being short, or procrastinating until tomorrow, until one day, tomorrow isn't here.  And it's so true.  You never know when the sun will set on your time. You don't always see it coming. You may not have time for "tomorrows".  There may not be tomorrow. Why not now??
My heart goes out to everyone who has lost someone they were close to. I can't imagine what you must have felt. So, I say this: before we lose another person that's close to us, why don't we go ahead and take the time to say what needs to be said to those who need to hear it. Apologize, say you love them, forgive them. Whatever unfinished business or bad blood there is between you and that someone you love, let it go. Life is too short to hold a grudge.  Think of it this way: What will hurt more; Saying something and wishing you hadn't, or NOT saying something and wishing you HAD??
There's no going back, there's only forward. So let's move forward with a clean slate for as long as we have (and we don't know how long that is).
And when the sun rises, and you get to see it, you have been given another chance to do what you haven't done (whatever that may be).

RIP Great-Gramma

*Listening to Leave Out All The Rest by Linkin Park*

Hop Along

Holidays And All That Jazz

Merry/Happy Chrisma-Kwanz-ukkah!! And Happy New Year!!


We made it people!! The Mayan apocalypse had us worried for a minute there...at the beginning of 2012. Throughout the year we didn't even think about it...until it was almost upon us. Then people started buying guns, water, canned food, batteries, and other survival supplies in the DROVES!!!! But if you recall, (for those of us who are old enough to recall) the same crap happened just before the year 2000. They freaked out and said that the world was going to end, that everything would shut down and we would have no power, nothing would run, people would be killing and looting...Sounds a lot like the whole premise of the show Revolution (great show, btw).
But, like I said, we made it, here we are. I will take a moment of silence to remember those who did not make it to see this year and all its promises.
                                                               *SILENCE*
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And now, let me see how many liars we have out there.  Who out there made a New Year's resolution?? If you raise your hand or say "I did" I will now tell you to bash you face against my outstretched palm. You have already started a new year with OLD CRAP. Although recycling is a great concept, not everything can be recycled, and even if it can be, doesn't mean that it SHOULD be. New Year's resolutions, in particular. Stop lying to yourself. Everybody knows that nobody keeps a resolution. Not ones made at midnight between December 31 and January 1, that is.  For those of you who tried to be ironic, or circular and (more than likely) said something to the effect of "My New Year's resolution is not to make a New Year's resolution," you can add yourselves to the recycling bin. That phrase is played out, lame, old and should never be spoken again. If you don't want to make a  resolution, just DON'T. And PLEASE don't gimme that "New Year, New You" garbage. That can go past the recycling bin and straight to the landfill...or the incinerator. It's not a "new you," it's the same old you hoping to improve yourself into this high-hope image you have and then falling short by Valentine's Day. Be honest with yourself, start slow, set small goals, take one step, one day at a time. Don't expect immediate results. Don't expect too much too soon. Things/you are not going to change overnight.
I, for one, have not, am not, will not be another statistic. I am absolutely perfect just the way I am. Look up 'perfect', 'perfection', or 'goddess' and you will find a zillion pictures of yours truly, from birth to present.
(For those of you who actually switched to your browser to Google any of those words....slap yourself.)
 Seriously though, there are things I would like to work on this year, things I would like to improve, regimens/routines to start, etc. And I will do my best to be consistent. But if I don't...I haven't really lost anything. I will be able to say that I tried, and that in itself is at least something.
So, in closing, I will say that if I were making a New Year's resolution (which I'm not), I would say this, and I hope you take this with you and apply it:
This year, do you. Whether that's new you, old you, fat you, skinny you...make sure that you do one thing overall: Be the TRUE you.
Happy New Year, everybody.