Hello Ma' Peeparoni's!! What was that? What did you say? You've come here everyday to read my infinate words of blogging wisdom?
I know *hides shame* I know... Allow me to explain:
1.) The dog ate my blog 2.) Ok, not really 3.) Its Summer and the searing heat melted my fingertips into a big sticky pile of finger-goo, therefore rendering me helpless and unable to blog. 4.) Ok, so not really 5.) God told me not to blog, and who am I, to disobey HIM? 6.) My monkey died 7.) My chair makes my butt fall asleep 8.) Been soo busy making new beedz, that I just forgot...no really! 9.) I couldnt come up with number nine 10.) Which means, I probably most likely dont really but seriously dont have a number 10 either.
So.... the next time you stop by, you should be seeing new pictures of new beedz. And stuff. (The 'and stuff' is a buncha new beady ideas using new glass) Plus, I cant come up with any more new excuses...
Im nekkid....or at least I feel that way. Allow me to digress.
At one point about 2 years ago, my hair was wa-a-a-ay down my back. Past the brassiere strap and headed towards 3rd base... It took me a long time to cut all those hairs. *You do have more than one hair dontchaknow* So, time was up, and I cut all of them. About 10-12" .....*Gasps*!! I know, right?
Me thinks that was the hardest decision to make, but once you take that initial step, it becomes alot easier. I guess with anything, that probably holds true. Its always hard to let go, beit choices, old habits, or whatever your "thing" might be....
When my wonderful-will-you-come-home-with-me-hairdresser, gave me my new do, I felt nekkid. Not naked in the literal sense, but naked in the fact that my long hair was gone.....Gone like a bad habit...
It had grown out again, because Im not one to see my Beautician and play beauty shoppe. Nope, just not my style (no pun intended, lol) & you cant make me -neener neener boo boo*sneers* So, cutting it all back off felt really great today. I feel nekkid again, but feeling nekkid has never felt soo great.
With my new do, I secretly hoped & prayed for a new me, new health and less being sick. Silly stuff I know....But, I sure hope God was listening today....because I whined, I cried, I stamped my feet and threw a fit. Thank goodness God doesnt judge us for poor behavior or our nekkidness. He loves us exactly how we are.....
2nd, T.V. shows are intruding on my life. Too many shows, that I spend way too much time watching.
Its like a big suckfest for my brain.
3rd off, I battle chronic fatigue and some warped health issues, but if you know-know me, then you know what that warption is. Either way, I've decided I can't go outside in this heat wave, because I will melt.
And, not because I'll melt cuz I have warped health problems, but because I'll melt because its 182* free-kun degrees outside & it will surely melt my face off.
Dont you hate it when that happens?
I know I do.
People stare if you start to melt & I dont need people starin! Plus, factor in the whole mess....
Either way, back to this TOO much T.V. problem.
I have a huge t.v., which Ive determined is an issue, because I feel, if it was smaller, I would watch less of it. I mean, in my head, it sorta-kinda-really makes sense. Large living room + large t.v. = an issue.
Now. If you do the math on this one (you dont even need to be edjamacated) then Large living room + small t.v. = vision problem.
If I cant see the t.v., then I assume I wouldn't/couldn't watch it.
But I could be wrong and I've been wrong a lot, but hey, Im desperate.
And before you jinx me & my tv problem, if it breaks, then I'm holding YOU responsible.
You know who you are. (You dirty lil' Blog Reader, you!)
And yes, yes, yesssss *hisses* I know I can DVR them!
And I do, which creates WAY too many shows to watch. I've always envied those who say they either dont own a t.v. and don't want one. Or, they are trying to go without and its going swell for them.
Bah!! Either way, this horrid heat opression makes me stay inside, which then makes me watch too much t.v.
Isnt it funny how I say the same exact thing in the dead of winter when its negative 182* out? TOO much t.v.! OMG, have you seen The Gates? How about EVERY single re-run of Jon & Kate + 8? Hey! I didnt say I watched really great shows, now did I?
And Im sure with the impending doom of College classes, it will change it all up.....ooo, ooo....have you watched Chopped? Ace of Cakes, Vampire Diaries, Chimp Eden? Love that show!
I know, I know, its time for sleep once again, but I cant sleep until I get this dream out of my head. With all this new medication I have to take, and with the introduction of a new drug (spinal cord injuries & MS) I was having night terrors.
Medication induced night terrors. No, let me rephrase that, night HORRORS. How can the human mind even dream such fright, let alone think it? I was waking up really shaken, sweating, afraid and nervous. I had to stop the new drug, I just couldnt handle any more nights like that.
But last night....Last night, was the first dream that had been kind to me in quite some time. I either have medication induced nightmares or no dreams at all. Lest I remember.
But last night was about my Grandmother (who has since passed) It was soo real. If your dreams are of the NON-horror species, then real is ok, lol. This one was the 'reach out and touch someone' kind. If I coulda just reached my fingers out just a millimeter more, If I coulda just reached further, I could have touched her. She was right there. I could see her skin, I could see my own reflection in the blue of her eyes.
And oh my were they ever blue. Her blue eyes were passed onto my son, and not just the typical blue, its the "wow, your eyes are SOO blue, blue!" *Sighs*...oh yes, he got the baby blues. My grandma was sweet, she was kind, and some of my fondest childhood memories come from Grandmas house.
I woke up feeling peaceful and remembered how kind dreams can be. They have the power to really shake you up or remind you of memories past... If only I could have reached a little bit further to touch her, I know she was there. I could smell the gentle sweetness of her skin, and feel her love for me as she walked away, to only become, hopefully another dream.
Only this time, I hope to touch her and be reminded that love is only a thought away. Sometimes we can touch the feeling, and sometimes we cant...Either way, it feels soo good to be loved. Oh, how she is missed....