It's not that I haven't wanted to write...
I just don't know what to write about...
lately everything I have written has been so depressing and down that I don't want to bother anyone with any of that stuff for a while. AND I didn't even do my Wednesday Funnies this past week. I don't know what the deal is but maybe I can get over it soon.
Maybe I just get tired of the stalkers and the people that are so freakin' nosey and have no business reading my blog checking it out all the time? I don't know.
I do know that I will be taking a short vacay... until I can figure out what to write again. So until then... peace love and chicken grease... much love to y'all.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
The Help
Ok folks, I saw the movie, I read the book... and now... I tell you... DO THE SAME!
I promise it had to be one of the best books I have read in a long time. I literally finished it in 3 days. I couldn't put it down. I went to see the movie when it came out and they follow right along. There are a few things that were changed, but for the most part... the movie does the book justice.
You will never look at chocolate pie again in the same way. I doubt very seriously I will ever eat it again.
As far as the movie goes... I went with my friend Kristi. This is totally a chick flick, but honestly I don't know any man that wouldn't secretly like it. I'm sure they would never admit it. I am definitely a day late and a dollar short telling you about the movie, but I finished my book.
Do you realized how hard it is to read a book with kids? #1 and #2 really are not interested in me having any time to myself to read much less take a bath or talk on the phone. Their daddy... well that's another story for another day, but me... nooooo. Forget it. Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mom, Mom, Mom, MOMMY!!!! I know, it only gets worse.
go get the book... read it... love it... see the movie.
Peace out yo!
In 1960s Mississippi, Southern society girl Skeeter returns from college with dreams of being a writer. She turns her small town on its ear by choosing to interview the black women who have spent their lives taking care of prominent white families. Only Aibileen, the housekeeper of Skeeter's best friend, will talk at first. But as the pair continue the collaboration, more women decide to come forward, and as it turns out, they have quite a lot to say.
I promise it had to be one of the best books I have read in a long time. I literally finished it in 3 days. I couldn't put it down. I went to see the movie when it came out and they follow right along. There are a few things that were changed, but for the most part... the movie does the book justice.
You will never look at chocolate pie again in the same way. I doubt very seriously I will ever eat it again.
As far as the movie goes... I went with my friend Kristi. This is totally a chick flick, but honestly I don't know any man that wouldn't secretly like it. I'm sure they would never admit it. I am definitely a day late and a dollar short telling you about the movie, but I finished my book.
Do you realized how hard it is to read a book with kids? #1 and #2 really are not interested in me having any time to myself to read much less take a bath or talk on the phone. Their daddy... well that's another story for another day, but me... nooooo. Forget it. Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mom, Mom, Mom, MOMMY!!!! I know, it only gets worse.
go get the book... read it... love it... see the movie.
Peace out yo!
In 1960s Mississippi, Southern society girl Skeeter returns from college with dreams of being a writer. She turns her small town on its ear by choosing to interview the black women who have spent their lives taking care of prominent white families. Only Aibileen, the housekeeper of Skeeter's best friend, will talk at first. But as the pair continue the collaboration, more women decide to come forward, and as it turns out, they have quite a lot to say.Friday, September 9, 2011
Happy Friday...
I am horrible at making decisions. Go left? Go right? I don't know sometimes. What do I want to do? In all my OCD'ness that is one thing I really can't handle. Just like buying that new car. I couldn't decide on what I wanted so the hubs just bought something. Glad he got something I like.
I always for some reason thought that the Magic 8 ball could sometime help me in the decision making process. I know that it is completely random, so maybe that is why I never bought one. I know I asked for one as a kid, just never got it.
Look to the right on your screen... there it is... ask it a question. I have.
I always for some reason thought that the Magic 8 ball could sometime help me in the decision making process. I know that it is completely random, so maybe that is why I never bought one. I know I asked for one as a kid, just never got it.
Look to the right on your screen... there it is... ask it a question. I have.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
The Wednesday Funnies
Thank you to my friend Angel for passing this one over. Sorry I am running late today.
The sensitive man
A woman meets a man in a bar.
They talk; they connect; they end Up leaving together.
They get back to his place,
And as he shows her around his Apartment.
She notices that one wall of his Bedroom is Completely filled with soft, sweet, Cuddly teddy bears.
There are three shelves in the Bedroom,
With hundreds and hundreds of cute, Cuddly teddy bears carefully placed In rows, covering the entire wall!
It was obvious that he had taken Quite some time to lovingly arrange them
And she was immediately touched By the amount of thought he had Put into organizing the display.
There were small bears all along The bottom shelf,
Medium-sized bears covering the Length of the middle shelf,
And huge, enormous bears running All the way along the top shelf.
She found it strange for an Obviously masculine guy To have such a large collection of
Teddy Bears,
She is quite impressed by his Sensitive side.
But doesn't mention this to him.
They share a bottle of wine and Continue talking and, After awhile, she finds herself Thinking, 'Oh my God! Maybe, this guy Could be the one!
Maybe he could be the future Father of my children?'
She turns to him and kisses him Lightly on the lips
He responds warmly. They continue to kiss, the passion Builds, And he romantically lifts her in His arms and carries her into his bedroom
Where they rip off each other's Clothes and make hot, steamy love.
She is so overwhelmed that she Responds with more passion, More creativity, more heat than she Has ever known.
After an intense, explosive night Of raw passion with this sensitive guy,
They are lying there together in The afterglow.
The woman rolls over, gently Strokes his chest and asks coyly,
'Well,how was it?'
The guy gently smiles at her,
Strokes her cheek,
Looks deeply into her eyes,
And says........
'Help yourself to any prize From the middle shelf'
The sensitive man
A woman meets a man in a bar.
They talk; they connect; they end Up leaving together.
They get back to his place,
And as he shows her around his Apartment.
She notices that one wall of his Bedroom is Completely filled with soft, sweet, Cuddly teddy bears.
There are three shelves in the Bedroom,
With hundreds and hundreds of cute, Cuddly teddy bears carefully placed In rows, covering the entire wall!
It was obvious that he had taken Quite some time to lovingly arrange them
And she was immediately touched By the amount of thought he had Put into organizing the display.
There were small bears all along The bottom shelf,
Medium-sized bears covering the Length of the middle shelf,
And huge, enormous bears running All the way along the top shelf.
She found it strange for an Obviously masculine guy To have such a large collection of
Teddy Bears,
She is quite impressed by his Sensitive side.
But doesn't mention this to him.
They share a bottle of wine and Continue talking and, After awhile, she finds herself Thinking, 'Oh my God! Maybe, this guy Could be the one!
Maybe he could be the future Father of my children?'
She turns to him and kisses him Lightly on the lips
He responds warmly. They continue to kiss, the passion Builds, And he romantically lifts her in His arms and carries her into his bedroom
Where they rip off each other's Clothes and make hot, steamy love.
She is so overwhelmed that she Responds with more passion, More creativity, more heat than she Has ever known.
After an intense, explosive night Of raw passion with this sensitive guy,
They are lying there together in The afterglow.
The woman rolls over, gently Strokes his chest and asks coyly,
'Well,how was it?'
The guy gently smiles at her,
Strokes her cheek,
Looks deeply into her eyes,
And says........
'Help yourself to any prize From the middle shelf'
Friday, September 2, 2011
Wake up...
It has been on my mind and sometimes I wonder why I have to deal with my sickness. Its really not fair. I have no wounds that show, no broken bones, no open woundseven though it feels like it sometimes. You can't see what hurts, I can't point to a spot and say.... that's it. I can't be diagnosed with a MRI or a mammogram. It's just there... inside my head like a cancer. I know I've talked about it before, but yesterday... it scared me. I have a friend right now that has had a hard time dealing with his depression. I'm not sure what has happened, but right now his mind is in another world. I hate that for him and his family. I know how he feels. I know how it feels to hurt so freaking bad and no one understands why. I made a post a couple days ago saying that I was going to make it a point to be happy, but I haven't been that successful. It makes me happy to blog and get everything out so if you are tired of reading it, sorry... deal or don't.
I know a lot of people have a hard time dealing with or trying to understand depression and bi-polar disorder. Both are a horrible disease that really can not be cured no matter how hard you try. You can be medicated, but it takes years to find the right mix or cocktail of drugs to make a person feel half way normal, and by that I mean somewhat comfortable in our own skin. We never feel normal. There are days that I feel like I could crawl out of my skin, seriously. Everything hurts and if I could just get out of this body maybe I could feel better. So with that I get anxiety attacks. Sometimes at night I get RLS from it too. So maybe if I stretch my legs out a little further I could go to sleep, but I get so stressed out from it that I cry myself to sleep.
People with depression, real depression, won't tell you either. We are not proud of it, but we need someone to talk to about it now and then. Sometimes the Dr. will just shuffle us in like cattle, write a new script and send us on our way. Mine will at least spend 15 minutes with me to see how I am. All good? Good deal.... here is your supply see you in two months. Sometimes that pill can be hard to swallow, but he means well and at the moment.... I can deal with life in general.
My husband does not understand it at all. He doesn't realize that sometimes he can say just the right thing to send me over the edge... right now I'm on the edge and he keeps pushing me a little at a time. That's ok, we always bounce back. I guess it is pretty obvious I'm in my low cycle right now... have been for about a month or so. When I'm like that I don't find very many things amusing. I can't keep track of the humor that goes on around the house. It's almost like I'm a zombie. I wish I could just snap out of it
You would be amazed at the number of people that go undiagnosed every year. I have friends that I see the sure signs of depression, but they don't do anything. They think they can "deal" with feeling blue.... for months at a time, for no reason why... go get some help please? Thank you.
So for me the day goes on. I keep pressing on. There isn't much I can do about it. People pray for me and I think it helps, but it is a sickness and one day... one day... I hope I can get past it.
Psalm 88
1 LORD, you are the God who saves me;
day and night I cry out to you.
2 May my prayer come before you;
turn your ear to my cry.
day and night I cry out to you.
2 May my prayer come before you;
turn your ear to my cry.
3 I am overwhelmed with troubles
and my life draws near to death.
4 I am counted among those who go down to the pit;
I am like one without strength.
5 I am set apart with the dead,
like the slain who lie in the grave,
whom you remember no more,
who are cut off from your care.
and my life draws near to death.
4 I am counted among those who go down to the pit;
I am like one without strength.
5 I am set apart with the dead,
like the slain who lie in the grave,
whom you remember no more,
who are cut off from your care.
6 You have put me in the lowest pit,
in the darkest depths.
7 Your wrath lies heavily on me;
you have overwhelmed me with all your waves.[d]
8 You have taken from me my closest friends
and have made me repulsive to them.
I am confined and cannot escape;
9 my eyes are dim with grief.
in the darkest depths.
7 Your wrath lies heavily on me;
you have overwhelmed me with all your waves.[d]
8 You have taken from me my closest friends
and have made me repulsive to them.
I am confined and cannot escape;
9 my eyes are dim with grief.
I call to you, LORD, every day;
I spread out my hands to you.
10 Do you show your wonders to the dead?
Do their spirits rise up and praise you?
11 Is your love declared in the grave,
your faithfulness in Destruction[e]?
12 Are your wonders known in the place of darkness,
or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
I spread out my hands to you.
10 Do you show your wonders to the dead?
Do their spirits rise up and praise you?
11 Is your love declared in the grave,
your faithfulness in Destruction[e]?
12 Are your wonders known in the place of darkness,
or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion?
13 But I cry to you for help, LORD;
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
14 Why, LORD, do you reject me
and hide your face from me?
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
14 Why, LORD, do you reject me
and hide your face from me?
15 From my youth I have suffered and been close to death;
I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
16 Your wrath has swept over me;
your terrors have destroyed me.
17 All day long they surround me like a flood;
they have completely engulfed me.
18 You have taken from me friend and neighbor—
darkness is my closest friend.
I have borne your terrors and am in despair.
16 Your wrath has swept over me;
your terrors have destroyed me.
17 All day long they surround me like a flood;
they have completely engulfed me.
18 You have taken from me friend and neighbor—
darkness is my closest friend.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
To Sushi or not to Sushi...
There is a new little sushi place in town that I just LOVE!
I say if you have never tried it... now is the time. I know that it may seem like a new fad around here (Hicksville) but I really like it. Sofar I have only tried the following: soft shell crab, tuna, shrimp tempura, salmon roll, and california roll. I would be interestested to know what all you have tried in the past and what you suggest that I should test out.
I say if you have never tried it... now is the time. I know that it may seem like a new fad around here (Hicksville) but I really like it. Sofar I have only tried the following: soft shell crab, tuna, shrimp tempura, salmon roll, and california roll. I would be interestested to know what all you have tried in the past and what you suggest that I should test out.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)