Southern Cross

Someone commented, wondering if I wrote the last poem. I write everything that is posted here and if I don't I will give credit to the author. The last poem actually happened. I did learn to swim in Wales at the base of a broken down castle. I used the swimmies as well. We had gone to Wales with another family and because my father was called away, he was in the Air Force, he was unable to come. My mother was there to encourage as it says. The house we stayed was a Roman stable that had been converted to a cottage. The only "license" taken was the year it took place. Needed the rhyme........

Southern Cross

They met in an unusual way,
Two worlds apart, didn't sway.

The feelings that grew between,
Tried to resist, but soon seen.

No one knows when they will find,
The love that happens, one of a kind.

Unfullfilled, not unrequited,
Wishing for more, to be united.

Time will tell what is in store
For these two, who dream of more.

Do the stars decide the fate?
Of how long the lovers have to wait.

The touch, the hugs they miss
Under the Southern Cross their first kiss
 
dedicated to a couple I know.

Learning to Swim-A true story

I wrote this poem awhile ago but have not posted on my blog before. I am going to write up more about our trip to NYC hopefully for tomorrow. I have been sleeping most of the day, after the busy weekend and work last night I am pooped. 
I want to thank everyone who followed me along and enjoyed the pictures. Steven Anthony at No excuses, No explanation you need to get out more xx. I have since learned how to post more than one picture per post via the BlackBerry thanks to Adam at Throwing Quarters so maybe the next trip I will be more organized...

I was learning to swim,
At the age of eight,
Back in the summer of '68.

The water was clear,
I didn't think I was ready,
Mother reassured, and kept me steady.

The old castle had fallen,
The water it's moat.
Would I be able to stay afloat.

A fortnight we stayed,
In Wales on holiday.
In a Roman home made of stone and hay.

I finally jumped in,
With inflatable swimmers.
And closed my eyes to the waters glimmers.

Afraid at first,
I splashed about.
Trying to be brave and not shout.

Mother stands close,
And my sisters cheer.
The other shore didn't seem so near.

I kept on trying,
And stayed in the water.
Wanting to swim, the youngest daughter.

The moat and me,
All through the day.
And by sundown......I was swimming away.

Welcome Home

More taffic damn. Still trip well worth it
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Carnegie Hall

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The evenings fun

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In case you can't read the small print, this is a ticket to a comedy club. The guy who sold it to us, in Times Square, seemed anxious to get rid of it. It was normally $40 person and he sold it to us for $20 for both of us. So we bought...... and we walked and we walked and I was starting to think we had been ripped off since we couldn't find the club.....but we did eventually. Phew...but turns out because we didn't have reservations we were on a waiting list for the 9pm show. Damn. I would never stay awake for the 11pm show. Well we did get in but had kinda crappy seats but no bother we could hear the comics and they were funny. I will go into that more later.

Reminder though if you ever go there, drink beer. The liquor is well brand and SUCKS. The vodka was awful.... but I drank it anyway, had no choice and not much of a beer drinker.

Talk more later off to wonder  a drizzly NYC.

House vodka (omg) and cranberry

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M&M store

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Try it if in NYC

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Yummmm

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Tuna tataki

Damo's
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Grey Goose extra dry

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Sushi Damo Restaurant

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More submarine

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Nuclear missle

On the submarine The Growler
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Comfy beds.....not

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Propeller

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The Intrepid

We made it quicker than I thought we would. A bit of a wait in line but once on the ship it was smooth sailing.
Lots to look at and very interesting. A must see if ever in NYC
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The Climb

It was fun while it lasted
But now it's time to go.

Not sure why I waited so long,
Sometimes I just don't know.

The misery caused wasn't needed,
Honesty is always, best in show.

The grief started at the top,
And to those below it would flow.

At the bottom isn't where I like to be,
So climb back up I will, no longer to feel low.

For those brought down with me
No worries now, our minds together, they glow.

Honest Crap.....earned Honest Scrap

Thank you very much to Speaking From The Crib for the Honest Scrap award. She said on her blog if there was an award for crap she would accept it with "tears glistening in her eyes" I have to agree, half the time what I post seems like crap yet people come back time and again to read and comment...where were you all when I started this blog over a year ago. I don't know the origin of this award so if anyone does please let me know.

Each award has been an honor and I thank you all for finding me worthy. Now to pass it on to others that are also full of crap scrap. This is always the hardest part since there are so many deserving blogs.

Steph in the City for her great blog and the best and biggest font in the blogosphere...thank you

The Scholastic Scribe who bestowed my first award on my blog

Alice in Wonderland for her wonderful upbeat poems

Enjoy your accolades and pass them on to your favorite and deserving blogs.

Four Days and counting........NYC

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This is today's drug of choice today (can't call it a snack really) along with some tylenol for the fever. The box of tissues was dredged from the back seat of my car so looks a little worse for wear. That is Afrin nose spray. It works wonders and I should have stock in the company having bought that more than any over the counter drug in my life. I have called in sick from work tonight and I am soon to be in sleepy land if all goes well. Serves them right for making me work extra my first week back to full time hours (since the reduced hours due to mono)

Oldest daughter is still healthy, crossed fingers she stays that way. Husband and youngest have already had it so they frolic freely about. Had my seasonal flu shot the other day at work so hopefully that will help, not sure if I am going to get the H1N1 shots yet.

I can pick up my new glasses tomorrow. I can't wait to be able to see and read properly again!!

Random question: should the transformer thingy on my laptop power cord get so hot. It is usually warm but sometimes gets almost too hot to touch?

Five days and counting .........NYC

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Five days and counting until we drive off to NYC for the weekend, and this is my snack of choice for the day.  I have a sore throat and my eyes are watery..... It is a conspiracy, the youngest and husband have been sick.... couldn't keep it to themselves....noooo are they going away this weekend noooooo....... Good news is Halls now comes in strawberry. Cherry sucks. Cherry throat lozenges is why I hate cherry candy. Speaking of lozenges, I had a bit of a tiff with the husband once because I thought it was lozengeRs and he said there was no R...damn him he was right.

Off for a nap.........zzzzzz

Twitter made me famous.....sort of

First I want to thank all my blogger friends for the advice about whether to take my youngest daughter E to NYC. It was overwhelming in her favor to stay home. So it is settled and she has her dress and accessories picked out for the dance. I will post pictures another time. It isn't a conventional outfit but as I have said before, one her great traits is to "walk to the beat of her own drum"

I have the greatest children ever. My oldest daughter has posted a blog on her site that about brought me to tears stop by and say hi. Something about Nothing & Everything Else

As for the title of todays blog, beause of Twitter my "name" is in Q Magazine. It is an import here in the US but I buy it every month without fail and often read it cover to cover. I was reading the Cash for Questions article they have each month and was intrigued by one of the questions submitted by someone in Massachusetts so as I read on and saw the name of who submitted the question it was none other than me!!

For those that don't know, Cash for Questions is a monthy feature where readers can submit questions to the celebrity, singer, whoever they are featuring in a future issue. Questions are sent in mostly by email and now twitter apparently. After reading the question I barely remember tweeting it. I follow Q on Twitter so for a lark must have asked the question and promptly forgot. So needless to say I was quite thrilled to see it there in black and white. I have sent in letters to the editor before but not had one published. Question now is .... where's my cash.

But I Don't Wanna Go....

"But I don't wanna go" is coming from my youngest daughter today. She doesn't want to go to New York City with us next weekend. Seems it is homecoming at the high school. There are only two dances a year and that weekend is one of them. She loves her dances. Not sure why, I always thought they were HS hell. My girl friends and I would go and dance together but basically it wasn't much fun.

I am seriously considering letting her stay home with the husband who is going to keep painting the house if the weather is good. The last thing I want is a whining teenager hanging off me and moping around. She is still thinking about it, and I think she feels a bit guilty for not wanting to come but she is old enough to decide and some alone time with her father could be a good thing as they can often be like oil and water.

I will miss her if she doesn't come, like her sister she has a great sense of humor and is a lot of fun. A souvenier will be in order if she does stay home. I really don't want to force her to come along. If things turn to misery with her father the texts will be endless and frustrating. The alone time I had with the youngest when we went to Indiana was great, perhaps it is K's turn.

What would you do?

Mom, can I say "sucks"

Yesterday wasn't a good day for me and I want to thank everyone who took the time to read my woes, and those who commented. I know it can always be worse but yesterday was my turn for a cry and a whine. Thanks for the suggestions too. I have bought some padding for my limbs and an inner tube should I fall..maybe I'll bounce. Hotel booked and 9 days and counting.

Despite it all I do plan on a lovely trip and I will be sure to post plenty of pictures. Mobile blogging rocks, except each picture gets its own post.... so keep up. :)

I did have a nice chuckle with a girl friend yesterday, and for that I want to give her big hugs. She was telling me about her 15 year old daughters grades. She is a freshman in high school and hasn't been keeping up as she should be and of course this concerns Mom. Well seems the daughter has improved some of her grades and is now getting a B+ in Algebra..hooray especially since math has never been her strong subject. One class she is still failing is Orientation to Life..my daughters both hated that class too...all freshman take it or something similar. So we had a laugh over the fact her daughter is passing math but sucks at life..sounds typical for a 15 year old I would say. Ok so maybe you had to be there but we found it funny.

She also has a 9 year old boy, cute as a button too. I have written about him before My Friends Son Swallowed a Quarter... He is a good boy and is on a ball team with other boys his age and he is learning all kinds of useful things like "bad" words. He asked his mother if it was ok to say "sucks". She figured it could be worse and he is allowed to use it once a day. Funny thing, he will come and ask her if it is ok, when he decides he wants to say it. Even came off the ball field to ask. How cute is that? Wonder what he will be asking her "if it is ok to do" next......

Today is another day and it looks better already, no appointments, no kids to drive anywhere. I am going to have a duvet day and stay in my jammies.. well once I get home and put them on...

I Should Have Stayed Home..

I should have known this was going to happen. I should have stayed home and locked the door and swallowed the key. My natural instincts suck but for some reason I refused to remember that little (well big) fact. So you don't all think I am crazy you may want to read this older post for some back story. Paybacks a Bitch

This is the story of my life, my motto is "the glass is half empty" and this is why. I should know better than to pat myself on the back. The last two posts should have been ample warning of what lay ahead, but in my delusion it took me by surprise.

In case you didn't read the old post the jist of the story is when I plan a trip or something fun, something bad always happens. No one has died kind of bad, but just something to remind me that there is a cost for fun. As I mentioned in my last blog I have planned a weekend in NYC with my two daughters to make up for the trip we didn't get in July because of my health. Yippee. (that week alone should have warned me) I have also bought tickets to see British comic Eddie Izzard another yippee..... but it is happening again... I had not taken two steps away from my car after parking it in the garage at work when I fell. Hit the ground hard. My coffee (untouched by the way) went sprawling one way and my BlackBerry went crashing the other. Me I just sat on the ground and stared at the mess. I watched the coffee as it ran across the concrete not paying attention to its final destination, but just in the nick of time I yanked my purse out of its pathway. I reached and grabbed my phone and it looked ok. It had landed face down with an awful sound but after I put the back on it seemed ok and so far so good. I would be devastated if it broke.

A nice young man came over to help me... of course I couldn't have this humiliation alone, and as I sighed with relief the phone was ok he said "I would be more upset about the coffee loss". He helped me off the ground which was no easy feat and I picked up my possessions and my pride and hobbled into the hospital. Hobbled being the operative word.

This fall was almost identical to the one I took in NYC back in December (you would know about this tumble if you clicked on the link above).  My left ankle turned out, not as severly as in Dec. and I hit the concrete. Of course I landed on my "bad" knee and "bad" wrist. I have been doing so well in physical therapy and told the therapist just that morning that the pain in my knee was better. It is only located in the joint itself, not radiating up and down my leg. Now I feel like I am back to square one.

I had the pleasure of being the bench tech or bitch as we call it so I got to sit most of the night and I used a cold pack from the blood coolers for my knee, which helped. Work of course was crazy busy, no one really bleeding to death but we get millions (ok an exaggeration) of samples from clinics all over the state. Most of these are pregnant woman getting a blood bank prenatal work up, who knew half of Massachusetts was preggers? And because my luck was going so well that night at least five of them had positive antibody screens. I won't go into detail but it adds extra work and often the results aren't as obvious as you would like them, go figure. I got through most of it but did end up leaving about 30 retypes for the day shift.  (a new patient needs to have their blood type confirmed with a second test)

The shift ended with some training on a new and improved way to pool cryopercipitate and a visit with my hematologist. At least she had good news and I don't have to go back for four months.  I made some yummy scrambled eggs for myself and the youngest who is home sick with a sore throat. After I pick up the oldest from college I am going to bed and not getting up until I have to go to work tonight.  I have already warned the husband that nothing is getting done today. There is a F*cking dog barking down the street and if it keeps me awake I am hitting the medicine cabinet. I HATE barking dogs.

Ok enough depression for today, I have 10 days until we go to NYC so maybe if I am really careful I won't need a wheel chair. Although that could get us through lines quicker......

My Awesomeness Continues

As some of you "regulars" know I spent part of my July vacation in the hospital. My daughters and I had planned a few days in New York City, visiting the Intrepid and perhaps the Natural History Museum. There would also be the requisite visit to the Top of  the Roc and some good restaurants. I had booked us a couple of nights in a nicer hotel in SoHo.... we were, needless to say excited.

The week before we were to go I was ill and not getting better. I finally went to the ER and was admitted with Mono, yes this 50 year old had mono... also acute renal failure. IVs were hooked up and I was admiteed.  No worries all is well and I am back to normal...mostly.

Now for my awesomeness, I read on twitter that September 26th is Museum Day and there are hundreds of museums across the country that are offering free admissions on that day. Thank you to ificouldescape for the tweet. The daughters and I are now headed to NYC for the week end. The Intrepid is one of the museums that is free that day. This is quite a savings and so worth the trip. We will spend the night in NYC and possibly visit another museum, do the Roc and of course some good food. It will be a bit more of a whirlwind trip since we just have the one night but so worth it.


The difficult part, I thought, would be getting the oldest daughter the weekend off of work. So I called her boss and told her about how our earlier vacation was ruined because of me and K spent the week taking care of me and how it would be great if she could have the weekend off and I could take her and her sister to New York as a surprise. All very true, except the surprise bit, but I did lay it on thick. Her manager was great and told me how K is one of her favorite employees and such a hard worker and it would be no problem giving her the weekend off...I rock.


I can't wait, despite the 4-5 hour drive it will be a blast. My daughters and I are a team, we always have a lot of fun together, be it a rock concert or shopping. We rock.


Now if anyone can suggest a decent hotel that won't require us working the streets at night to pay for I would appreciate it. Email me. :)

This Mom Rocks.......Eddie Izzard

My oldest daughter is a big fan of Eddie Izzard, as is my youngest and myself but K, is nuts for him. She discovered he is coming to Boston and the presale was today. Armed with the password and logged on well ahead of time I was able to secure some decent tickets. We had closer ones and decided to try again, but I do think seats at a slant make it easier to see for shorties like me. The arrows point to the approximate location of our seats.

If you are unfamiliar with Eddie Izzard there are plenty of videos on youtube. He is a bit bawdy and oh yeah a cross dresser.  He is very British in his humor. It must go with my, and the kids to a lesser degree, love of British rock and roll.

He is currently running marathons around the UK for charity and is on
his 40th I think. He is fun to follow on Twitter.

Merry Christms girls....and me.

Yes I am Addicted...but I knew that

I picked up this quiz at Smell the Coffee LIsa  and she got it from another blogger (link on her page) and of course I had to take it.  I too thought I would do "worse".  How addicted are you?

80%How Addicted to Blogging Are You?
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Reality Doesn't Suck

I find it interesting how much I like to watch  food shows, since I really don't like to cook. I can cook if I want to but don't really like to on a regular basis. Like house work I do get inspired sometimes. I am lucky that my husband is a good cook and doesn't seem to mind. I do however like to eat.

I should clarify that I don't watch the how to cooking shows I like the reality ones. Top Chef, Chefs vs  City, Chopped and on BBC America there is The F Word and Kitchen Nightmares. My favorite of all is Hell's Kitchen with Gordon Ramsay. I know he is raunchy and foul most of the time, but I still love his shows.

It always amazes me when contestants or restaurant owners get upset with him, have they not seen his shows? It is his "shtick".

Also going for him is... I think he is fit. A bit rough looking perhaps but there is something about the whole package that intrigues me... interests me. Look at those blue eyes in the picture and the cheeky grin.

There are also some other foodie shows that are really strange like Bizarre Foods on the Travel Channel, that man will eat anything and I mean anything. I had to cover my eyes  as he ate a roast pig from head to tail.. and by tail I mean tail, brains to a**hole. Also on the travel channel is Anthony Bourdain, No Reservations he too will eat what ever is put in front of him. I would love to travel with them sometime I would probably lose some weight.  Also on Food Network is Unwrapped about how foods etc are made and Diners, Drive Ins and Dives. As I scroll through the show lists there are a lot I have seen at least a few times.

I am pretty much a reality show junkie, not so much the MTV ones, they are really bad but I will admit to having watched Rock of Love more than a few times. I like The Real Housewives shows, in particular the New York and New Jersey wives. I have blogged about them before. Hooked on The Real Housewives and The Real Housewives....

Project Runway is a good one too.. not that I have a lick of fashion sense but I love Tim Gunn and Heidi Klum has to be the most beautiful woman alive. The designers are all characters in their own right.

And how could I forget the cake shows, The Cake Boss is great, there is another one I can't remember the name of.. and of course the cake challenge shows, where three teams complete by cooking/building  a theme cake. These cakes are usually 5 feet tall and amazing.

What reality shows do you watch, if any? I am sure I have forgotten some, embarassingly so, but hey  my reality isn't always so exciting so I get it from these shows.

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I would also like to thank everyone for their lovely comments on my 9/11 poem. Thank you for sharing your thoughts on the tragic day as well. It always amazes me when people like my poetry and I truely appreciate it.

Let's Remember

Do you remember where you were today,
All those years ago.

When the world changed forever,
Little did we know.

We woke up and started our days,
Soon to see a change of flow.

As planes crashed all around us,
Giving New York an eerie glow.

People screamed and ran about,
Not sure of where to go.

Fireman, policeman everyone,
But rescue was too slow.

So many died that fateful day.
The world engulfed in sorrow.

But the culprits didn't get their wish,
And make us all afraid and full of woe.

Instead the US rallied and waved the flag so proud,
Supported those that lost and our pride will only grow.

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Let's all say a prayer for those in America and over seas fighting for our continued freedom..

Bigger Font, World Domination part deux and Adsense

I have one request for some of the bloggers out there, use a bigger font please. Especially when the post is a longer one. I have trouble reading the smaller print and all the lines run into each other. I also have new glasses and they suck. I am getting them replaced soon-ish and I can't wait. The optician warned me I may not have chosen the best frame for my perscription but I wanted a new style and turns out he was right, go figure. The new ones are more rectangular and the bottom of the lens is cut off and makes the reading area of the lens very small. (I have verilux lenses which are basically trifocals...no comments) The oval or rounded lenses would give the lens more reading area.......but even I do have some trouble with the smaller font. Soooo if you have any sympathy for some of us aging (ok I am not that old..so I am told) please use a bigger font.

A while back I wrote of my goal for world domination ( Where in the World are My Readers )   in the blog world that is. At the time I had 57 countries, now with the newest addition being Taiwan I have 75 countries... I am getting there.

My next goal is US domination, which seems to be closer, I have aquired 47 out of 50 states. I do know how many states we have unlike our current president ( Obama has visited 57 states !!  ) , sorry (well not really) but I couldn't resist. The three states resisting my charm and great writing are West Virginia, North Dakota and South Dakota. Not sure what the problem is but I must search for some bloggers from those states and set them straight.

Lastly, I have had Google Adsense for almost a year now and I don't know how they make any money but I know I'm not. I have made a total of $60.36. They don't send you a check until you make $100 and by the time I get a check I might be able to buy a cup of coffee . I have filled out all their tax forms and done all the address verifications but here I sit waiting to cash in.

I am the first to admit I am not good at clicking ads on others blogs but I am going to try and change that and do some clicking. I say we spread the wealth... I looked up google and they are worth billions of dollars, they can spare some change for a few hard working bloggers.

I am curious if anyone has  been at it long enough to get a check?

Alone Again.......Thankfully

 The title of todays blog is a bit of poetic license on a line from the Gilbert O'Sullivan song Alone Again. The line is "Alone again, naturally" I am sure most of you have heard it. I would post the video link but I don't know how.

Anyway, the girls started school last week. The oldest is a junior in college (yikes) and the youngest is a sophomore in high school.. (almost yikes). The youngest is always gone by the time I get home from school and last year the oldest would leave as soon as I got home, we share my car. This year her first class isn't until 930am so she can hang out a bit in the morning. This is fine we often watch what ever she has DVR'd (is that a word? it should be) the night before. Even if I went straight to bed she doesn't bother me for the most part, but there is the inevitable burst into my room with "do you have appts this afternoon or can I take the car to work" or a variation on that. This morning however my husband dropped her off at college since I have an appt at noon. Thusly NO ONE home.

And what do I do, go to bed and get much needed rest, go out for coffee, or a nice hot shower, no I blog about it...... I really need my head examined.

Also...

I really want to thank everyone who had such kind things to say about my last few poems (and blogs too). I am glad so many can relate. It is nice to know I am not alone in how I feel about things. And one of you asked if  I was "inside his head"...you better hope not or you will be crazy soon.

Yesterday got even better when after the BBQ I checked my favorite bloggers and found I was given another blog award. This one from WhiteSockGirl  I really appreciate it and thank you for such kind words about my blog. As WhiteSockGirl said in her blog she isn't too sure what what the award is about but hey a compliment is a compliment and I take it graciously. The best part is the minimal rules..give to who you want and however many people you want too.

I would like to pass it on to.......

Lynn at S3Xinthepantry  she dares to be risque and well.... she seems to have a one track mind ;-)

and a new blog (to me anyway)

King of New York Hacks  who always has great insightful quotes, great pictures of a great city and great thoughts of his own.

Both deserve your time...

The blogosphere is very vast, and full of wonderful writers. My blog list keeps getting longer and longer, I have no time to read books anymore and my house work..well that was always a sad story ... lol.

Grumblings and BBQs

I wrote Look in the Mirror as a follow up to Lost Dreams and a lot of the comments that people posted. It is flattering to know that so many of you related to what I wrote. I write mostly from my own head but others experiences to play into them as well. The poem today was written right after Look in the Mirror as I wasn't have the best morning. Grumblings with daughter number 2 and the husband left me .... well grumpy and the following spilled out. You will be glad to know the day did end on a brighter note. We went to a BBQ with both daughters, although youngest daughter whined so much we dropped her off at a friends house. The rest of the afternoon was very pleasant, sun shinning and not too hot. I was in a Trivial Pursuit challenge and made it to the finals and lost on a sushi question...sushi refers to the rice by the way.Was gutted as sushi is one of my favorite foods, must learn more about what I am eating I suppose.

Anyway, I am posting the poem since it was written and valid at the time and hopefully some of you can relate again.

Grumblings

I'm  having one of those days again,
Every effort made is just a pain.

Leave me alone and let me be,
The fog over my head is suiting me.

Sometimes it's best to feel the hurt,
Then speak your mind no matter how curt.

Damn the reprecusions, it shouldn't matter,
The honesty shouldn't make the loved ones scatter.

If they run, then fuck them all,
I wasn't meant to be, I won't crawl.

Tomorrow is always another day,
If I work hard I'll make my way.

No truer friend is there than me.
So stick around and you will see.

I pull my self up off the ground,
And bounce right back sane and sound.

Look in the Mirror

Look  in the mirror,
Do you like what you see?
Are you everything,
You want/ed to be?

People have asked,
Can you be too old to dream?
I say no,
But might need a new theme.

What was important
When so young.
Has been given up
When lifes lessons stung.

The years have been kind,
And sometimes just pain.
I say worth it all,
To see what you gain.

Life teaches us daily
Even when we don't know.
And the dreams they change
As we continue to grow

Age sets no limits,
On what we want
Continue to the future
Don't let the past haunt.

Today is the day,
To make up your mind
So search your thoughts,
Let's see what you find.

Go back to the mirror,
If you fall on the ground.
And  check every so often.
For the dreams to be found.


Picture by MatttheSamurai

How to Save Money on Feminine Hygiene Products for Better Vodka

You may remember this recent post, And You thought Diapers were Expensive . Go ahead and read if you haven't, it is short.

And just a bit of a rant first, if I might since it is my blog, I need a connection to some bloggers with teens. Am I missing them? I love the cute little kid stories honestly, and they make me laugh remembering how mine were when they were wee and tender. But now that they are surly teens/adults I need some co-commiseration. Would anyone like to step forward?  Even though all the moms and dads of the younger set know people with older kids I am going to make it my mission to let you in on all the horrors of the teen years, and the blessings because there are a few. I kid I love my teens...hic... Anyone with college bills, car troubles and savings accounts being depleted on feminine hygiene products? How's that for a segue to my main topic today?

I cleaned out my bathroom closet the other day. I organized it with those plastic basket thingys and put first aid stuff together and hair things in another basket etc. Well in and amongst all the debris that had built up in the closet was a plethora of feminine hygiene products.  I think we are set for months now. It is amazing all the nooks and crannies they can creep into. Figure I have saved enough for a good bottle of vodka for the next round of cramps (mine and theirs).

I am doing the downstairs bathroom today to see if I can afford olives to go with the vodka. I like the martini extra dry so not worried about the vermouth.

Lost Dreams

What do you do about tomorrow,
When you're not so sure of today.
All the dreams you had when  young,
Are gone or fading away.

Is it too late to dream again,
Of a future bright and clear.
One that, ensures this time,
No worry, pain or fear.

I'd like to think the answer, no.
Time makes no difference at all.
When one falls or gets delayed,
You dust off and get up from the fall.

Thoughts and words so wise and smart,
You would think it an easy go.
Not for me it never seems,
There is no quid pro quo.

The Lone Twitter-er

I just deleted my entire blog so I am going to try and replicate its brilliance, so cut me some slack if this blog isn't what it was....not that you would know anyway...just saying...

I asked for a blog topic suggestion on Twitter earlier today and I got one from Throwing Quarters and I quote "why is it that when women get cold, nips get hard and stick out, but when men get cold everything shrinks." I think the saying applies "Beware what you ask for...." I told him it would take some research and I would have to get back to him. I hope he is patient.


This does lead me to the point of this post, Twitter. I love Twitter. It is a micro blogging site that is very popular at the moment. Twitter according to Wikipedia


You follow people, as it is referred to, and people follow you. You can post anything in 140 characters, including spaces. Beware what you say because there are what must be automatic followers and I have some odd people following me because I mentioned water or Australia. You can block people or make your Tweets private if you wish. Beware the porn followers, say Britney and you will have all kinds of disgusting following you...those I block. But don't be discouraged it doesn't happen that often. Just beause someone is following you, you don't have to follow them and vise versa...but enough of the technical stuff.


People Twitter for different reasons, some use it like instant messaging to chat, some just post updates on their blogs or websites. I use it for all those reasons and often times just to read and have a laugh. I mostly follow friends I have met in various places on the net and some celebrities and musicians.  I follow Diablo Cody (diablocody) who wrote the movie Juno and Caprice Crane (capricecrane) whom I had never heard of but is a Hollywood writer and several British commedians, Alan Carr (alancarr), Russell Brand (I can't think of his user name) and several others. I also follow a few bands, Stereophonics, Oasis and Rob Thomas. (i had nice links until I accidentally deleted the post and I can't be bothered now). You can see them all on my Twitter page and the link is on the side bar...have a look.


I also follow several bloggers that I enjoy reading and they "give good Twitter".  Did I just coin a phrase? If so I want credit when used. :-) This also brings me to another point of this blog post.


Referring to my last post "According to Facebook I am a Loner"  I really enjoyed reading the comments and learning I am not alone in my loner-ness. And Annonymous (Mom) I never knew that about you, very interesting. I always knew I was your favorite, an odd segue I know but so true (Just kidding-ish if my sisters should read) BUT I may have LIED. When I am on Twitter I am far from alone. There are loads of people twitting about, posting, lurking, laughing and blathering away. I may be alone physically but I am never alone on twitter. And should you decide to leave, no good byes or farewells necessary. Just hit the off button and poof...gone. Manners need not apply. What could be better than that.


Now you non-Twitter-ers (Webster is going to have add some new words to the dictionary) come join the fun and if you stop by say hi LauraBlue58 and I will show you around.


PS Twitter if you see this I could use some cash for childrens college bills and I am giving you free advertising.

I reserve the right to add to this as bits of the original blog filter back into my brain, so you may want to stop back later