You are invited to a Party
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Posted:Oct 23, 2008 6:25 am
Last Updated:Nov 1, 2008 10:17 pm
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EVERYONE IS INVITED TO A HALLOWEEN PARTY, HALLOWEEN NIGHT AT ***********. PARTY IS FROM 7 TO 11, OH AND BE SURE AND HAVE A FIVE DOLLAR TO SUPPORT THE TROOPS.
Well, surprise, this isn't what you thought it was. Last Friday my attended a halloween party. It was also a weekly party that a large number of the people in her chat room attended in costume.
As ALL the people in the BAR were leaving to go home, they found the above invitational flyer printed out nice and neat under their windshields, EVERY SINGLE CAR IN THE PARKING LOT.
INVITING THEM TO A HALLOWEEN PARTY, WITH MY DAUGHTERS HOME ADDRESS PRINTED IN THE CENTER OF IT.
There was one small problem, my IS NOT HAVING A PARTY OF ANY SORT.
Is there anyone on this site with a single brain left in their head??? Do you have any IDEA how dangerous this is handing out someones HOME ADDRESS to TOTAL STRANGERS!!!
You think this is cute, funny, a prank?? How humorous it would be if it turned out that someone showed up, got pissed that they drove that far for nothing and went on a rampage.
Worse yet, they arrived intoxicated, or sober take your pick and decided they weren't leaving without something and she was , or had her house broken into. Or was beaten.
Just how freaking FUNNY would it be if it was YOU or YOUR ?
How funny would it be if someone posted YOUR HOME ADDRESS all over the streets telling everyone that you are on NoStrings!! like your boss, wife, or the school where your attend.
A female from the chat room who has decided because I called her out for being a liar and exposing her that she has to get EVEN with my . Actually, they were going to ruin this party and do it inside AT the party until the people found out and threatened to throw anyone OUT that caused a problem, so this was their alternative.
Now they all sit and think it's hilarious that they did this. FUN FUN FUN. If anything it certainly shows the level of morals and character a person has to stoop to something like this.
So, let me hear YOUR idea how YOU would feel now if this was YOU or YOUR DAUGHTERS.
Lady.
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I love you..........honestly
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Posted:Oct 15, 2008 9:38 am
Last Updated:Oct 22, 2008 3:23 am
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A recent blog I read caused me to ponder this one. Three wee small words "I LOVE YOU". Yet WOW how much impact they carry. How far and how much they can get you depending on the correct circumstances.
When you are young, in love, and looking for that nice house, car, picket fence, ( do they still want those?) and you sit and long for the day you hear those three words from the idol of your choice. The one you really wanna have all that with. Some times you hear them, other times, wellllll you hear them but they don' t necessarily mean what they are intended.
Those words often fall out of the mouth of those who say them merely because they CAN get what they want at least for a short time, maybe even an over nighter.
As to who says them most, men or women I would venture is an arena for discussion on both sides. I have read so many blogs, and have personally known a few people that fell into the I LOVE YOU pit.
In fact, on a personal level, wayyyyyyy back in my family history, I had an Aunt, who fell maddly for this fine looking gent. He obviously, fell for her as well, the three words were exchanged I LOVE THEE!!!!. She was thrilled, now to fully appreciate this little happening you have to realize the time, drop WAY back into the 1900's. Morals, and standards then were like cast in IRON, there were things you simply DID NOT DO. Not and remain respectable.
Well, the crux of this little story is they were so in love, and he bought her an engagement ring, they even made wedding plans, and as the happy day drew near, he finally found it the "right time" to inform her HE WAS MARRIED.
Now talk about having your expectations, not to mention your reputation trashed and dashed!!!.
As my was growing up, her father ( lol obviously male) told her to always remember one thing. It has stood her and many others I know as well as her girlfriend from school in good stead.
He told her : I AM A MAN, REMEMBER ALWAYS, WE WILL TELL YOU WE LOVE YOU, AND WE WILL HONESTLY MEAN IT, AT LEAST FOR THE 15 MINUTES IT TAKES TO GET YOUR PANTIES OFF AND GET YOU INTO BED.
How many blogs, and ladies I have read on here that fell into that trap and wound up hurt. He told our , I can tell you this because I AM a MAN and I know what I was like when I was growing up. it was the best piece of advice he ever gave her.
Well along with, "why would they buy the cow if they get all the cream they want for free".
Archaic thinking, maybe, but if a few thought of that first, and were a little more reserved in believing that I LOVE YOU, perhaps there wouldn't be so many disappointed, and broken hearts around, both men and women.
Lady
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The art of stalking!!
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Posted:Oct 13, 2008 9:49 am
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2008 5:29 am
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Well, I bet you thought this was gonna be some tips on how to stalk someone. Quite the opposite. IF anyone reads this, maybe it will cause some grey matter usually called a brain to kick into gear and think.
I am the Mom of a on this site, who has had more than her fair share of stalkers. Now, I know a lot of you consider those that follow you around to chat room, blogs etc as a stalker, thats not even CLOSE to what I am talking about here.
Without driveling on forever as to the cause of origination for some of these, I will cut right to the chase. ONE female, who got her nose out of joint because she ASSUMED my would go out of her way, driving almost an hour backwards to go forwards to a party, without ever discussing it first, was so incensed, that she literally, forged chat logs, and went to the courts and got a PPO signed against my . Yep a idiot visiting judge signed it without ever looking at what he was signing.
For those of you who are not in the know, a PPO if enforced, and served goes into your personal history FOR LIFE. if you go for a job they will find it in the background search. had to consequently, take 3 people to court with her with a wheelbarrow or proof that everything used for the ppo was FAKE. Case thrown out. Judge was pissed when he read it said there was NO credence to any of it. Whew you say.
NOT QUITE. Stalker was so pissed that she didn't get her way, she went to GREAT lengths to research all of my daughters life, and then post in OPEN CHAT ROOM, her name, home addy, and everything else she could find. Several other rejected males took great delight, and THEY began posting the same info like every 5 mins in the chat room. Female was emailing everyone sending them copies of her PPO. Ummm EVERYONE who got it ASSUMED it was real, inspite of knowing my for years and never having a problem or complaint with her.
Lets move forward to the immediate here and now. There is a party coming up for halloween, and three of these people who didn't get their way are now sitting in the chat room, making "veiled threats" as to something they have cooked up an EXPO as it were.
Let me ask you fine people on this site. Just how many of you men and women who are cheating on your other half, would appreciate it if someone had their nose up your tush, and publishing your every breath online for the world to see and one of them decided to send a charming letter to your wife or husband? Would you be happy? I DOUBT IT.
Worse yet, how about a divorce case, where the one half is mentally unstable. They notify him of her whereabouts, and tell him a lot of crap about things that COULD be about him. Umm did I fail to mention that this person is very violent, been arrested for assault did time, and they are playing with fire and think its CUTE, and that they are gonna expose!! a person.
And the best part of these scenarios is that the person involved SHE is the one being accused of STALKING. Now I ask you, here is where the grey matter has to kick in. WHO THE FREAKING HELL IS STALKING WHO, BY DIGGING UP BACKGROUND INFO, HOME INFO, ETC AND PUBLISHING IT? The Victim? HELL NO.
Just put yourself in a position of having your wife receive info or your husband all made up or even with a modicum of truth and you wind up losing your home, wife, husband , etc. WOULD YOU LIKE IT?
Then why the hell do people find such glee in tormenting others, and posting this shit just because they can. How would you feel if the person wound up DEAD!! because you were having FUN!!!!
Christ sakes people GROW UP and realize this world isn't Disney Land! and your not in OZ Dorothy!! Real people with real lives are at stake here and in the outer world.
If you don't like someone, don't want to talk to them DONT. But you sure as hell don't have the license, or right to trash someone who is ignoring YOU.
For those NON believers, YES people HAVE wound up DEAD over made up lies, and crap fed to a person with a shovel. YOU DO NOT KNOW THE MENTAL STATE OF PEOPLE HERE!!! SO STOP PLAYING WITH FIRE.
Very annoyed and pissed off Lady
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Apple cider, apple pie, hot donuts
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Posted:Oct 6, 2008 12:59 pm
Last Updated:Oct 11, 2008 8:05 pm
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The time of year is here when you look around you and if you really look you can see the brilliance of Mother Nature. Fall, the most colorful time of the year. Natural color, not enhanced by red and green twinkling lights or decorations man made, but the brilliance of nature.
I am sittin in the middle of the Huron National Forest, at my summer home, the lake is before me, still, not a ripple on the surface, it is ringed with magnificent trees of every hue and color like an artists pallet. Splashed against a horizon of azure blue sky, filled with fluffy white clouds, slowly drifting overhead. The trees are reflected in the water below them making it look like a two dimensional picture.
The blazing oranges, interspersed with lady greentree who has just the tips of her green leaves tinted with oranges, reds, and yellows, giving a multihued look to the tree. So many colors all on one tree. The evergreens stand tall and defiantly green in the midst of the colors declaring their individuality and refusal to give ground to anything, not the season nor the annual changing of colors Green always, stately always, until the season arrives to chop that green down, and bring it's fragrant perfume into our homes.
The changing of the colors always makes me want the fresh squeezed apple cider from my local cider mill, mine just happens to be a water powered one, built in the 1800's and still functional. You go out watch that massive wheel turning with water, feel the cool spray on your face, and smell the scent of the squeezed apples inside making the cider. You can feel your taste buds tingling, and your mouth beginning to water in anticipation.
I hurry inside, join the line of others who also came to refresh themself with the newly squeezed nectar. The air is heavy with the scent of freshly baked cinnamon donuts, still hot from the ovens. Tradition states that you buy a chilled gallon of cider, the hot donuts, and then walk along the creek that flows alongside, that supplies the water for the mill, and munch the hot donuts and sip the icy cider. Does it get any better than that?
Fall is an assault on the senses, all of your senses, the eyes to see the beauty around you, your nose to smell the cider and donuts, and the clean fresh air, your taste that tingles with the cold cider and tangy cinnamon on hot donuts. Your ears, hear the soft sounds of the wind as it dances thru he trees, trying playfully to strip the leaves from the tree and swirl them around you. That leaves the sensory pleasure of touch. You reach out and touch the person with you that you share this will, it could be a spouse, it could be a lover, it could be a , but the touch is warm perhaps against chill skin, or just warm transferring the inner peace and love within you to that person. The feel of the leaves as they drift down to settle in your hair, or caress your cheek on their downward spiral.
Is fall the beginning of a season, or is it the end of a season, that depends on your values. All seasons we celebrate in some fashion or another, yet fall is the only season that you can commit gluttony with all senses, all for free, just by looking around you at the colors that abound, as a gift of Mother Nature.
A musing Lady
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Todays Winner is!!
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Posted:Jul 26, 2008 6:02 am
Last Updated:Nov 2, 2008 1:25 pm
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Out of the blue this morning, I received this email from a 39 year old, from Saskatchewan, Canada, only 1,160 miles from me. Like we were going to meet immediately.
HIS profile says:
I'm tall, dark and handsome with an athletic body. Would like to find suitable women who are attractive, sexy, classy yet erotic. As for me, I am polite, presentable and proper in public but in my private life I am very open-minded.
If you're sleazy and basically just a cum-dumpster, move onto the 18-25 year olds. Not interested!
Now here is what this polite asshole sent me:
I joined eventually last Sunday evening after being harassed with junkmail. I have just this to say. Most of you old women look like the types we see at Walmart. Ever since last Sunday, I'll be seeing Walmart shoppers differently. Y'all ruined shopping for me.
Why would unattractive, pudgy old bags show their stuff nude publicly is beyond me. By all means, some of us have interests in older women but sexy, attractive, in-shape older women. Not you egotistical, old, Walmart-greeter types.
Hope this makes my point clear!
The only point that is clear is the one on the top of his head. First off I have NO nude photos of me anywhere on the internet period.!!
Secondly, I probably work out more than he does. From his photo he looks like a lame effort to be Marlon Brando, in On the Waterfront, and failed miserably.
If all that isn't enough, if anyone reads MY profile it states right up top, first off if you are less than 55 just keep moving along, do NOT email, do nothing.
I guess he simply couldn't control his impulses this morning, and had to send me that polite email.
Walmarts is probably the ONLY place he can afford to shop at so he must be real familiar with the greeters.
Yet one more example of the 39 year old gene pool we live with daily.
Pissed off Lady
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How many ways!!
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Posted:Jul 22, 2008 6:04 am
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2008 5:15 am
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Geez like how many ways do you men honestly think you can display your penis that is original?
Let me see, there if flacid, that could be interesting don't you think. See just how long that thing is when it's ignoring the female gender and resting. Where it curls up in your shorts, like do you dress right or left? Curious minds want to know.
Of course we all know that them things, swell, stretch, point straight up, straight out, or are being held and strangled between two hands of the owner, which could account for why some of them heads are so dark and purple.
Some stretch from the crotch to wayyy up past their belly button, some hang down between the legs like a third leg all the way to their knees!!! Don't it make you wonder where they tuck the python during the day. Do they have to have special shorts made to accomodate them?
It's like waving "Ole Glory" only in a modern day fashion. I can honestly, say I don't think I have seen one wearing an american flag yet, but who knows, perhaps I just havn't come across it yet.
When I look at these proudly displayed genital, I sit and laugh at the stupidity of them. Of course the ones that are adorned with beer cans, watches, canned veggies, or any other thing they can think of to convince us that their is the LONGEST, THICKEST, on this planet. I had no idea there was such rampant competiton in the male gender over their genitals.
It makes one wonder, when they go to the bathroom, and haul it out do they covertly peek at the guy on either side to check out theirs? Just to make sure that they still have the best one out there of course. Hmmmm makes you wonder if perhaps they are homosexuals with that preoccupation. Maybe they lean way over, placing their hands on the wall in front so they can check out the competition down the line a little better.
Imagine meeting a divine guy, tall, handsome, everything you could ever dream of if you created him yourself. You head toward the bedroom, anticipation and adrenaline flowing like a river at the prospect of whats to come.
You get there, he unbuttons, unzipps drops his jeans, and voila!!!!
Out pops Super Penis!! he is wearing glasses, and has a yellow smiley face, and a cape wrapped around his head for effect. That is just in case HE don't like this interlude, you will never recognize him again as the Super Bat Man Penis is in disguise and we all know that is ALL we check out on men is their penis, it's their identifier.
Or he unzips and out pops this penis wearing a Rolex, I mean come on ladies, how impressive is that, how many people do you know can afford a Rolex for their arm much less their penis.
And if that thing comes with a beer can attached forget it, I don't want some drunk penis engorging, deflating, waving around in a drunken dance, wondering if it will find the intended target.
Just how the hell many ways do you men honestly think you can display that thing and it's going to be more original than the other 50 million on this site, or on this planet.
I used to think people who dressed up their pets as something idiotic but that don't even come close to the lengths men will go to trying to show off their equipment.
Lady
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Personal Gratification
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Posted:Jun 17, 2008 6:42 am
Last Updated:Jul 20, 2008 10:06 pm
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If you were expecting a dissertation on the finer points of masturbation you are in for a disappointment.
There are other ways to experience personal gratification that has nothing to do with sex at all. Matter of fact I was soaring so high on it my feet havn't touched the ground yet.
Last saturday at the local veterans hospital here in my city, they held their yearly veterans carnival. Whoaaa you ask, what kind of carnival can they have at a hospital, well allow me to tell you one hell of a blast!! thats what. This was my first time, and I can't wait for next year!!
All the local groups, like Order of the Purple Heart, Marine Corp. Aux. and my own group BLue Star Mothers to name a few were present. Each had one or more 8ft. long tables to set up what they are going to ultimately distribute to the patients from the hospital. Mine was socks and teeshirts.
As I was standing setting things up, I could hear a very loud roar, wondering where it was coming from I turned to see the glorious sight of about 20 motorcycles riding down the roadway and turning into the hospital driveway. In less than 2 minutes, they had those beautiful big bikes, stopped, and backed up, and parked in a lovely row side by side.
They were the LeatherNecks a veteran biker group of marines from the Nam and Korean war, and probably some from Desert Storm. They were there to help with the patients so everyone could come out and have fun.
At the designated time, patients were wheeled out to go thru the long horseshoe line, with goodie bags at the ready,sorta like trick or treat at halloween. They stopped and had a few words, and got their gift at each table, and every one of them wore a smile as wide as the Mississippi!!.
There was a 3 piece band that was there playing and damn if they weren't just totally awesome!!!
The patients, not on dialysis also got a nice big fat hot with condiments, a bag of chips, ice cream, popcorn, smoothies and a whole lot of hugs and smiles.
For those Patients, that were unable to come out for the day, bags were carried thru the line, one for each patient, and then the bag was delivered to their bedside, by these lovely bikers.
The day flew, time wasn't even measured, and I can't wait for next year to do this all over, because the personal gratification I got, seeing those smiles, and giving out a generous amount of hugs is overwhelming.
God bless our veterans!! for their sacrifice, their service to our country, for without them we would be nowhere.
VERY happy Lady
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Rock hard Dick.
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Posted:Feb 14, 2008 3:52 pm
Last Updated:May 3, 2008 6:08 am
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Hmmm imagine deciding that you want to go out, or are finally ready for something new and different, who knows maybe it would or could lead to something established, like a future.
Now all you have to look at are mens dicks. That's it, just their dicks. Thick ones, thin ones, long, short, hairy, shaved, cut, uncut, flacid, erect, hands wrapped around them choking them, cans beside them for measurement purposes, or cute little faces on them, some even tied up in harnesses. Thousands of them to look at and admire. Thousands of them to make your very own personal selection.
Finally, you see the one penis in the group that you think is the best, most appealing, it sorta calls out to you. Now it's out the door and off for the meet.
You get to the meeting place, and when you enter, there are all these men, tall, short, thin, fat, etc with their dicks hanging out so you can identify which one was the one you picked out to meet. Of course, there are other women there, trying to figure out which dick they picked out of those thousand pictures as well.
You find the dick of your dreams, the one you picked out!!! then you look at the rest of the package. Stepping back this gorgeous dick is attached to a 4' long haired, or totally bald, guy, unshaven, not had a bath in 3 months, or change of clothes. He has at least 4 teeth, two top, two bottom, and he hasn't brushed those in a year or so. He weighs well over 350lbs, and you can't even see if he is wearing a belt for his belly hanging out. His age, is somewhere at least 20 years older than you.
You decide to at least say hello. He grins, wipes the drool off his chin, cause you are the hottie of his dreams come true!! and says, "hullo. Wat ya duin darlin, I gots sumthin fer ya here" and he waves his dick enticingly at you.
Now would anyone, be it male or female honestly say that regardless of all that, they would still drop their panties and say it really didn't matter, cause he had this gorgeous dick!!! That was the most important thing. If you do, you are a damn liar.
So guys, all you running around with your dicks waving in the breeze and nothing else, oh yeah, and those disgusting ones, with cum dripping off the tip, or that one lone eye pointed right at the cam, or shoved up inside some females twat, it ain't gonna get ya what ya want!!!.
I don't know a female alive that would run out the door, drop her panties and fall over on just and I do mean JUST!! looking at your damn dick.
It takes, MORE!! like a face photo, body shot, conversation, to find out if you can even speak english. And just because that picture is there, it sure as hell don't mean it's YOURS!! I havn't figured out yet, how the hell you men who put fake dick pics out there that look like an anaconda, when you meet her and willie the worm drops out, how you explain THAT away!!. What, it shrunk when you took a shower?
Lets not forget, we all know that you lay claim to the BEST DICK OF ALL. Along with a million other men with the BEST DICK OF ALL, just ask any one of them. Thats another thing, I am confused about, how a million men all have THE BEST!! by who's standard? your own? or the few women that told you that. What do you think they are going to say, wow that ain't so hot after all.
You want to attract attention, get emails, get responses, THEN BE ORIGINAL!!!!! your dick out there amid the million other dicks is just ONE MORE DICK!!!! and guess what WE DON'T CARE!!!
What we do care about is the entire package, and who and what you are!!!!!
So come on now, let's see just how many of you are going to say, NOTHING ELSE MATTERS BUT THE PICTURE OF A DICK.
Lady
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Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
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Posted:Feb 5, 2008 4:21 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2008 11:00 pm
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Ahh yes, once again the weatherman is there with his dire warnings of bad weather. I am beginning to wonder what drugs the weathermen are taking, or if they are just looking at monitors that are filled with no images just snow, so they believe we are going to get snow.
A mere week, no less than a week ago, they harped for 2 days nonstop about the huge snow storm coming our way. 6 to 12 inches of snow, going to snow for a day and a half!!. People were running out and buying snowblowers, they were flying out the door!! stores selling out. We battened the hatches, shopped layed in stores, and then got ready!!!
Well, that storm dropped if we were lucky about 4 inches TOTAL!!! Of course the weathermen said wow, weren't we lucky. A dry area had moved in and poof all the snow was gone.!! Made me wonder what everyone did with those new snowblowers!!!.
Now here we go again!! weather warnings are up, gonna have rain, freezing rain, snow!! you name it. I am betting yet once again, we will have nil or none of this. These weather men howling wolf have cried one too many time to be taken seriously any more!!.
Good thing I got lots of hot chocolate, just in case we might get a flake or two, other than the weatherman!!.
annoyed
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January Freeze
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Posted:Jan 22, 2008 5:03 pm
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2008 9:06 pm
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The holidays are over, the ornaments, and tinsel are gone, christmas trees have been either recycled or trashed, and now our world is back to it's normal drab wintery season.
Well, wait a minute, not so drab in some areas. A blanket of white snow can light up the view pretty good. I recently came home from a little jaunt to my second home farther north. When I left here, there was no snow. When I got there, they had about 8 inches, and a 4' snow bank to get over or thru to get down the driveway. That wasn't so pretty.
Once I got thru and back inside and warmed up, I opened the drapes to the front that over looks a beautiful lake. Now what a sight that was. Pristine white, glistening like frozen diamonds, twinkling and blinding. The cold was frigid freezing your nose, and toes if you stood out there very long, just to remind you that you had to go back inside to a warm crackling fire and some hot cocoa.
Each season we have, seeing as we get all 4 here, and sometimes all 4 in a matter of a few weeks, if you stand around too long!! but each of them has it's own beauty. I am a particular fan of summer with all it has to offer. Swimming, water skiing, picnics, bbq's and warmth. I do love warmth!!.
The fall, when it comes dresses the countryside in the glorious shades of oranges, yellows, browns, trees that are now in full color, with just a tinge of coolness in the air, reminding one that it will soon be cider time, hot or cold, and hot donuts.!!!. The colors in the trees are like ladies at a ball gown each festooned with a different shade, or multiple shades, waving gently in the wind.
Spring is the anticipated season, to watch the snow slowly disappear, days begin to warm a bit more each day, and you watch the trees and see small bumps that you know are buds, holding green leaves folded gently inside, growing larger each day until one morning you wake up and they have burst open and the world is dressed in fresh green leaves, and flowers begin to peek their sleepy heads out of the ground. A rebirth of the earth to say the least.
When we are in the coldest months, January, and February, I often wonder what other people do for entertainment, or to spend their time waiting for their favorite season. What they do to stay warm during the freeze.
I can sit in my second home, and prop my feet up and just gaze at the frozen tundra of lake and landscape, watch the birds soaring, looking for a food source, see tracks in the snow along the road and forest where deer and rabbit have wandered, and if lucky get to see one or the other.
Best of all, is when it is evening, and the snow begins to fall softly, huge puffy flakes, almost the size of snowballs, and the world is silent, with the stars twinkling over head, the wind just blowing gently, and the silence of the world is so silent you can hear your own heart beat. Just you the snow and the world.
Lady
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08 Has gotta be great.
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Posted:Dec 31, 2007 6:41 am
Last Updated:Jan 4, 2008 6:09 am
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Well, Christmas has passed by, and tonight is the last of 07! My year has been one of whirlwind happenings. Some ecstasy, some of great pain both physical and emotional. Isn't it interesting, how when this day comes, we all become introspective and think about what happened all year, as they say, the good, the bad, the ugly.
Tonight for many is the great drinking celebrating, night of the year, and then jump into their car to drive home with that happy buzz on, or their own firm belief that they are sober enough to drive. Well, until the accident happens that they never saw coming even tho it was right in front of them.
Tonight for some will be fun, laughter, party time. For some tonight, its going to bring sorrow grief and a lot of pain and a really shitty way to begin a new year with the loss of a loved one to a drunk driver, or irreversible injuries due to the same.
New Years, has never been a big thing for me. I spend it quietly at home waiting to duck, or fall to the floor at the stroke of midnight when the rest of the intoxicated, and sober lunatics run outside and fire off their guns, handguns, rifles, you name it. It always amazes me that they never consider where the hell that round is going to fall when it comes back DOWN. Remember the theory, "what goes UP, MUST come DOWN". It usually sounds a lot like the 4th of July instead of a New Year.
To any and all that read this blog, and I realize my audience and field is very small, to those I call friend, may your New Years Eve, be fun and safe and the New Year itself be GREAT in 08!! To the rest of you readers, I wish you a great new year to accomplish all you set out to do, live up to all your resolutions.
Most of all people, enjoy life, you only get one ticket and trip thru this world, make the most of it. Don't let small people drag you down. Don't let disparraging remarks hurt. Love the one you with, tell them often, show them often that you do.
So, HAPPY NEW YEARS!!
LADY
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Join in!! Tis the season
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Posted:Dec 8, 2007 4:54 am
Last Updated:Dec 20, 2007 9:24 pm
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Merry Christmas, to those of you who read this. Tis the season as they say to make merry!!
Christmas is always a very special time of the year for me. I have so many childhood memories that sit like ghosts or spectors in my periferal vision.
I live in Michigan as you know if you read my profile. Detroit always has a huge Thanksgiving day parade to kick off the christmas season. As a I used to live not far from where the parade route began wayyy back then.
How times change. First the route has changed long ago. Secondly, so did our weather for starters. How I remember as a , putting on several pairs of socks thick and warm to keep my toes from freezing, then wrapping my feet in plastic to slide into boots that were now too small. The plastic helped shove my foot down easier.
Then the layers of clothes, hat, heaviest coat, scarf and two pair of mittens. Then laughing and excited we would run out the door really early, so we could get a good spot to stand and not miss a thing.
Of course, we were so early, and it was so frigid outside, usually snowing like a blizzard that we had to make several trips back home, ( losing our prime spot) to warm up before the parade started. Then the moment we waited and froze for, the big parade, and lord it was SOOO big. We all waited with huge eyes, for the end to see Santa, then Christmas Carole joined in. They all wound up at J.L. Hudson downtown Detroit. A huge castle was erected on an overhang portion of the roof. Santa would stop, get out of his sleigh, talk to the , and be presented the huge golden key to the hearts and home of all the here. We all knew he would visit us.
Now came feast time. All my family lived very close, or at least within 65 miles of each other, so Thanksgiving and Christmas were huge family feast days as well.
My grandmother would roast the turkey, with delicious stuffing and all the trimmings. I have photos with gigantic bowls of whipped potatoes, at least a 25 or 30lb turkey sitting as the master piece. All my aunts and uncles, with their , my cousins would arrive and we would have such a marvelous day. Eating dinner until we were stuffed so much we would groan and couldn't move.
That brings us to the current upcoming event, Christmas Day itself.!!! Again, I have so many memories from my childhood. My two female cousins and I lived next door to each other for a short time, and sometimes I would go to spend Christmas Eve with them. We had a long hall outside our bedroom door. ONE bed we all three climbed in to wait for Santa. We were all going to stay awake and catch him for sure. Then all we had to hang up for a stocking was our mom's old nylon stockings on a clothes line. Then again, think about that for a little, the things stretched!! so when they filled it with apples, oranges, nuts and candy, we really made a haul. That thing would be so heavy and loaded it was all we could do to get it down.
Again, the family gathering and feasting. Now, we have all grown, moved apart. All my aunts, and uncles that I so dearly loved have gone to their rest. I have lost one cousin that I mentioned above to throat cancer about 5 years back and she never even smoked a day in her life. I have a second cousin who also has cancer.
My own parents now live in Florida and are in their 80's. A sister in Florida, and two brothers with families of their own, one in Wi. and the other in Indiana. We are all scattered all over.
We share christmas cards and phone calls but it just isn't the same. I hear the ghostly laughter, and still feel the childish excitement of those long ago day. I always get maudlin around this time of the year remembering.
Then, I reflect and smile at my own , I have two and both of them are my very own Santa and Christmas Carole. They are both Christmas lovers and it's the biggest holiday of the year for them. One wouldn't have anything but a REAL tree. Don't even mention artifical to him. Memories we created of our own going out to cut down our Christmas Tree. Lord some of the hilarious times we had doing THAT, and let me tell you that perfect tree in the open yard, was not quite so perfect once we would get it home and into the house. But it was OUR tree.
My husband has gone to join the rest of my relatives, but we created our own tradition. Each year from the time she was big enough, he would lift my up to his shoulders, and SHE would place the Angel on the top of our tree. That was the final piece of decoration for our masterpiece. We still carry that tradition on today, even tho she is now lifted or can reach it herself by her brother.
I will sit at my christmas feast table this year with so very much to be grateful for. My is home safely from Iraq after 15 months. My has had a pretty good year. My father has recuperated from very serious back surgery 6 weeks ago, and my Mom who is 85, is still healthy. Well, as healthy as 85 can be.
I honestly, believe that it was those relatives, and my husband, who helped oversee the safety of my , and brought luck and happiness to my , watching over all of us thru the year.
I know that when we sit down together, myself and my on Christmas Day for our tradiational feast that I will hear the squeals and laughter from so long ago echoing thru my home, I will see their faces and feel their presence, and I will be so very thankful that I have these memories, past and present.
So, Merry Christmas one and all!!
Lady
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Posted:Oct 11, 2007 7:29 am
Last Updated:Oct 12, 2007 3:18 pm
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For sometime now I have wondered what the hell makes anyone think or believe that they are ENTITLED to know every single thing about your life from when you first drew breath??
Especially, on here. People you have NEVER MET, some who call themself "friend" yet when the going gets rough, or someone they know is under fire they simply back off or remain silent. YET if they hear or read or someone else "tells" them something they immediately believe that person to be telling the truth where as the one they called "friend" is now a nasty bad liar person. Uhh WHAT sort of "friend" were they to begin with? NONE as far as I can see.
To further perpetuate the idiocy, they are outraged and DEMAND an explanation of someone elses PERSONAL LIFE. Something that has absolutely NOTHING to do with who the person really is to begin with. There is a passage in the bible that goes "let he who is without sin cast the first stone". Apparently, that only applies to OTHERS not oneself in certain situations. WHO the hell do they think they are to DEMAND an explanation of anyones life other than they very own??
Like Sodom and Gomorrah, there is not 10 people ON THIS SITE that does not have some bones in their closet. Some portion of their life that they DO NOT WANT TO SHARE WITH OTHERS here or elsewhere. Yet they will immediately sit in judgment of someone else and play the wounded "friend" Pompous, pious, hypocrits. They can be cheating on their own spouse, cheating with others who are cheating on THEIR spouse or a myriad of other things, they that does not apply to them, it only applies to an imagined infraction by a "FRIEND".
How many people ON THIS SITE, want their entire REAL LIFE dragged into a chat room, or a blog?? If everyone wanted that, we would all be using OUR OWN REAL NAME now wouldn't we.
Yet I have sat and WATCHED ONE PERSON keep publishing and posting and passing around information that they THINK they know is correct to portray someone as a liar. Then the people seeing and reading eat the shit up with a shovel. NO ONE tells this person to shut up and quit.
Are people on here so desperate for entertainment, that they can sacrifice humans like the Romans did in the arena?? Have we evolved or I should say DEVolved so low that we can sit and watch this without saying anything. Worse perpetuate it by also passing it around and sharing it??
If the person "victimized" you, harmed you in some REAL WAY, not with imagined anything, and you are involved in a REAL LIFE contact situation I could understand indignation. I have been indignant a time or two myself with people who really DID capitalize on human emotion, used people for sob stories of untruths, just for attention. Yet when there is someone who NEVER drags their personal life into the light of day, never talks about themself and to have someone else come along and drag painful, hurtful things into public and sit and laugh about it makes me wonder if we are not becoming a species of SUB HUMANS.
WHAT impact does someones past, or private life have on YOU!! You are never going to meet this person, inter act with the person, they don't touch your life in any way. YET you enable the person throwing private information, names, addresses, case info, ( even when you have no clue what the info contains or WHY ) out in public and everyone grabs their shovel and starts eating. The public lynching begins.
Grow up people, I don't know ANYONE alive, breathing, that has not SAID, or DONE, what it takes for peace to reign in their life.
When someone dies! yes I said DIES as in DEATH, everyone handles it differently. Some get rid of every nuance of that person immediatly, others grieve for many years. WHAT EVER IT TAKES to live with the pain and loss is what they DO. Having someone sit in judgment of just how long you grieved when they have never done so themself, is pure shit.
So NO PEOPLE, you are NOT entitled to your self indignation, pious attitude of demanding explanations or ANSWERS to something you don't have a CLUE ABOUT.
The rest of you people out there, really need to wake up and tell these people to
SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!
Maybe then you just MIGHT be able to call yourself FRIEND honestly.
A very pissed off
Lady
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