Thursday, May 31, 2012

June 1 Birthday Bash

    Sending Happy Birthday Wishes to some very special people around the planet! 

    Janet and John will be celebrating their 50th Birthdays, yep that's half a century of being wonderful, loving and kind. To the Queen of fundraising and the King of Chickendom I salute you and wish you the very best! (Also take care of yourselves, your warranty has now expired.)

    Jason, my dear son, have a great day Mom loves you even when she's being a bitch. Have a good one!

    Marrilee, my lifelong friend, I hope your day is filled with fun, warm hugs and kiddie kisses.

    Dottie, let Wal Mart try to handle it themselves for the day and go have some FUN. You deserve it!

    Now I know I have missed somebody, darned if I can think who, please don't take offense, you know I'm working with 51 cards here, so don't be too hard on me.

Have a Great Birthday, Y'All!

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

The Empty Nest

I don't know how many of you have had this happen, but I would venture to say there are a few out there that know about my subject for the day: EMPTY NEST SYNDROME, also titled: THEY ALL COME BACK.

Those tiny babies grow and become adults and know the world is better. They leave and break your heart leaving the house seeming like a funeral parlor. You finally get somewhat used to the emptiness and they return for a short while to get their bearings and you get used to having them around again.

I am once again happy with the chick in the nest, but I know he will get another heading and leave again and though I try to protect myself from that empty feeling. I know it will come again. My daughter came back twice and one son came back six times and needed to be helped out the door – there are limits, you know.

So no matter how much they say "I can't wait until I'm eighteen and get away from here." Chances are, they will return and you'll wish you hadn't completely destroyed their room.

Have a great one, people!

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Finding A Passion

It's odd that I have found so late in my life - that I love writing. I love my characters. I would guess that my way of writing is not the way it is supposed to be done. I actually have no idea what I am doing, I have no story idea really. There are no outlines, no character traits or bios. I simply write and let the story unfold as I write. My first story was a nightmare, it was dragged and poked and punctuated to death. I almost hated it and was going to give up. Then I made a weird one, probably not any good either, but I loved my characters. I am now writing book two of an unconventional love story and I am possessed. For all I know, it is trash, but I love my characters and enjoy the ride. The fun thing about it, is that my memory is full of holes and as I re-read what I've written to get started the next day, I am always surprised. I will say to myself "good wording" or "did I write that?" Well anyway, I am having fun and that's what counts.

I hope Y'all are having fun your way!

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Warning! Depressing

No matter how much I have forgotten, I can still remember those pivotal moments that changed my life. I wonder if this is why we start life so naive, so that when we are reflecting; we can know exactly when we messed up our lives? Remember the moment before you made a bad choice? Wouldn't you wish you had taken a different path? The moment before you said a harsh word and wished you hadn't said it? Perhaps even wished you had picked a different battle? What good is remembering all this when there is not a thing a person can do about it? You cannot stop the sound of a bell after it has been rung.
    I wish I could go back to the moments in time that I thought I was so smart and had made different choices. Life would be so different. 

If wishes were horses then beggars would ride.