Words We Use

Daily I use words and I know what they mean layman wise and I can use them in a sentence but I might know the exact definition. In an effort to make us all smarter I have looked up the definitions to the following.

Respect [ri-spekt] ~~ verb (used with object)

1. to hold in esteem or honor: I cannot respect a cheat.
2. to show regard or consideration for: to respect some one's rights.
3. to refrain from intruding upon or interfering with: to respect a person's privacy.
4. to relate or have reference to.

Kosher [koh-sher]

1. Judaism. a. fit or allowed to be eaten or used, according to the dietary or ceremonial laws: kosher meat; kosher dishes; a kosher tallith.
b. adhering to the laws governing such fitness: a kosher restaurant.

2. Informal. a. proper; legitimate.
b. genuine; authentic.

And finally paranormal...[par-uh-nawr-muhl]

–adjective of or pertaining to the claimed occurrence of an event or perception without scientific explanation, as psychokinesis, extrasensory perception, or other purportedly supernatural phenomena.

Remember a time when kosher was a slang term for liking something? "Dude, that board is so kosher".

Remember when it was all about respect? Actually I think a certain group of people were all about the disrespect. "Don't come up in my house and disrespect me".

And paranormal. Maybe not the best choice for daily word use but I believe I have paranormal sensitivities if that makes sense. If not let me try to make some sense of it....I met a man named Tony Chambliss at the Aids Foundation in San Angelo, Texas. As he was giving me a tour of the building which was an older home, he made mention of Ms. Sarah the residential ghost. Tony told me he had always been sensitive to those types of energies & he explained the phenomena of hairs on the back of your neck standing up and how things in the corner of your eye were usually paranormal activity. In the home I live in now, an older home, maybe 60 years old, I get flashes of movement in the hallway all of the time. There are two entrances to my hallway & I experience flashes or "blurries" of color and light in both. Sorta freaky but not really.

Ok post is too long...stopping now.

Three Types

There are three types of people who really just irritate me right into the depths of homocidal tendencies.

The first one is the bragger. Generally what they brag about is nothing that brings a twinkle to my eye. The item that is bragged out isn't made out of 24k gold or even ghetto gold. Bragging examples include: women who want them and how big those women's boobs are, how good of a cook they are, how fancy a vehicle is they bought or pictures of their beautiful, smart, above average children. I know, one man's trash is another man's treasure. Sorry people, I don't do braggers.

The second is the joker. The joker who says something which might cause a snicker and due to the snickering, the joker continues to tell the same thing over and over, even goes out of the way to bring others to the conversation to only tell them the same thing, you guessed it, over and over. Sorry people, jokes about Little Johnny, Polloks, Jews and how you know your in Alabama are not funny. There was a time when they were but the time has passed. Let's move on.

The third is the person who has to tell the world how much weight they've lost. If you have to tell someone how much weight you lost to the exact pound/ounce, how you only eat 3 meals a day but watch your carb intake & how good you think you look chances are you basically still look the same to them or worse yet they just don't care or notice because you were so uninteresting or unattractive to begin with. Sorry people, weight loss that you have to tell me about or bring to my attention does not get applause or compliments from me.

Wow, could I be a bigger bitch? Umm, probably. You guys are here to read about my frustrations and from time to time my pleasures, in short that makes you the "middle man" - thanks for all you do.

Man Candy Monday

Now that the holidays are just about over, we can all return to our normal duties...who wants to go to Australia?

Thank You, Thank You, Thank You...

to all of you (bloggie readers, community, fan club) for sharing my birthday month with me. My birthday month is nearly over only to be rivaled by a new year. Pretty soon we will all watch the clock, counting down the arrival of 2010.

Here's to wishing each of you a happy, healthy & incredibly luck filled new year to come.

Its All About Me - Day 25

Today is the big day...I'll pour one out for all of you.

Merry Christmas!

Its All About Me - Day 24

For you last minute shoppers shopping for my last minute birthday & Christmas gifts, I kindly threw together a list for you because there is no time to spare with guess work...

Christmas Wish list:

A night in a castle made of lollipops
A moral compass
Super hero powers
Fundies
One million dollars in dimes
The secret formula for Coca-Cola
My two front teeth
A hula hoop
Clairvoyance
A room full of purple rubber bands

Now, now, don't give me the song & dance of where in the world will you ever find a moral compass or a lollipop castle. For the love of Pete people - concentrate, focus.

Merry Birthday to me!

Its All About Me - Day 23

Woo-hooo! Two more days and we'll have the grand finale and final curtain call. As Christmas day draws closer I get overwrought with emotion. Christmas Day never feels as exciting to me as the day after Thanksgiving. I guess the buzz of season is wearing thin and everyone is ready for it to be over. We've spent a lot of money, redecorated our homes, possibly sent Christmas cards we didn't want to send & encountered family members we avoid the other 364 days of the year. Oh yeah, fruitcake (makes gagging noise).

Here's to two more days of the joyful holiday season. Stay focused.

Merry Christmas to you & Happy Birthday to me!

Its All About Me & Man Candy Monday - Day 20

Half Greek, half Italian & I have been asked before if I were both. I take from that that Gilles Marini & I would have beautiful offspring.

I believe Samantha Jones called him Dante, Dante and his perfect dick. Don't look at me, I didn't say it I only repeated it.

One more thing, Mr. Marini has dimples.

Happy Birthday to me & Merry Christmas to you? Oh yes indeedy.

Its All About Me - Day 17

In one week, ONE - I will be a year older than I am now - "old to enough to know better but still too young to care". Both of those little quips are a lie - I don't know better and I do care.

I received my first birthday cake yesterday - a Devil's Food Cheesecake. I excitedly had a piece last night with a glass of champagne while watching Amityville Horror. Why Amityville Horror? Because of a shirtless Ryan Reynolds. Completely self-indulgent to say the least.

Happy Birthday to me & Merry Christmas to you.

Its All About Me - Day 14

During the holiday season I often think of Christmas in New York City. Surely in a city of great history & beautiful landmarks Christmastime there must magical. The tree lighting in Rockefeller Center, The Radio City Music Hall Christmas Spectacular, a Broadway play of Charles Dickens "A Christmas Carol", a sleigh ride in a snow covered Central park all bundled up in mittens & scarves. Besides my parent's home I can't imagine a more perfect place to spend December 25th. Now I find my self in an Empire State Of Mind.

Merry Christmas to you & Happy Birthday to me!

Its All About Me - Day 13

Lucky 13 right? Let me tell you how lucky I am right now. There is a rain/thunder storm/mini hurricane brewing outside which causes 3 of my 4 dogs to go temporarily insane. One gets in the bathtub, another wedges itself between me and the arm of the couch and turns its body temperature up to 200 degrees and the last one is a 65 lb. freckled Basset Hound named Gracie who also answers to Jar Jar Binks who on any other given day isn't allowed on any furniture somehow manages to jump onto the couch, and then onto my lap while panting, shivering & drooling all over me. So I bring out the Peach Schnapps and offer comfort. Gracie gladly accepts. Wow, its gonna be a long night.



Happy Christmas & Merry Birthday to me!

Its All About Me - Day 12

I know...I skipped day 11 but its my birthday month so I get immunity from skipping days.

Today, tonight rather someone called me a 34 year old bitter woman. Not a terribly hard pill to swallow but I don't feel I am bitter. For those of you who doesn't know the definition of the term not in reference to taste see below:

Bitter (bit-er)- adjective
a. Characterized by intense antagonism or hostility: bitter hatred.
b. Hard to admit or accept: a bitter lesson.
c. Resentful or cynical: bitter words.

So I recounted, um, why do you think I am bitter? The response, from every other relationship you've ever been in, I was doomed from the begining. Sure, there was a time sometime ago when I would have called myself a bit cynical, a bit bitter but that sometime has come and gone and I have gotten over the biggest part of what I was so hurt over and what nearly killed me (no, no blood was shed, no necks were snapped).

Before this relationship I am in ever really began I read outloud the fine print: I am not the person you think I am. I am difficult to live with. I am very selfish. I obsessively clean. I am a bitch.

Caution was thrown to the wind and our lives set in motion...six years later here we are. Two very different people wanting very different things - one hanging on and the other letting go. Why does it end up this way? The very things that can bring two together can ultimately tear them apart.

Clearly HE was referring to winter (which isn't exactly here) because I no longer resemble anyone or anything that was once bitter.

Merry Christmas & Happy Birthday to a former bitter bitch - ME.

Its All About Nikki (me) - Day 10

It's a big day in my world. Why do you ask? Because it is my rock n roll boyfriend's birthday. Who do you ask is so very lucky to be my rock n roll boyfriend? The lucky man in question is Nikki Sixx. Oh how I swoon over thee let me count the ways...

Sometime ago I wrote this.



I don't suffer from addiction of Nikki Sixx. I enjoy every second of it.

Happy Birthday Nikki!

& Merry Christmas & Happy Birthday to me.

Its All About Me - Day 9

This all about me stuff is not as easy as I thought it would be. Celebrating my birthday month is all but that. Typically I am an overly selfish person but here I find myself stuck on day 9 without anything to shout about. Go figure.

With the whining behind me & because I could use some random excitement I thought I'd bring out the mistletoe...you know what to do.



Merry Christmas & Happy Birthday to me!

Its All About Me - Day 7

I found this in my 'in box'(no, not that 'in box', its Christmas time keep it clean for goodness sake)...

Somebody Loves Me

Merry Christmas & Happy Birthday to me!

Its All About Me - Day 6

*This is a post from last year, same time --- since it was Christmas related, I decided to dig it out & have a do-over. I figure I can do that from time to time*

I was looking through a catalog of Christmas cards. Not one card in this catalog offered the greeting "Merry Christmas", "Happy Christmas", "Kiss My Christmas" or anything of the like. I could not find one picture of Santa and no mention of Christ or the Nativity. Are people so sensitive to the word Christmas or pictures of a man in a red suit? Santa has been flying over roof tops, squeezing down chimmney's for hundreds of years and Jesus has been around longer than that. I am not sensitive to people who eat gelfite fish or wear crocheted little beanies which means I don't ask for these items to be removed or changed while in my presence. Nor am I sensitive to religions that completely omit the word Christmas or any other holiday from their vocabulary. It is their choice. If I am not offended by others choices and aren't screaming for them to wear brown derby's, eat tuna from a can or write Christmas is Love a million times on a chalkboard then don't take away my option of a Christmas card boasting Santa giving Jesus a hi-5. You can just bet at a point in the offended's life - Santa did stop in to pay them a visit and he left them bags of switches & flat beer.

Merry Christmas & Happy Birthday to me!

Its All About Me - Day 5

I like to sing along to most any tune piping from the radio & I sing louder and prouder during the Christmas season. So I give you my My Favorite Christmas Song.

Happy Christmas & Merry Birthday to me!

Its All About Me - Day 4

Today I wish for and I ask for everyone to wrap it up and send it to me: In my happiness I learn not to be so terrified to lose it.




Merry Christmas & Happy Birthday to me!

Its All About Me - Day 3

The very sight of this little guy makes my heart leap with joy.



Merry Christmas & Happy Birthday to me!

Its All About Me - Day 2

Put on your happy face...Happy Christmas & Merry Birthday to me!

It's All About Me

December, it's my month. For three reasons 1. I love the Christmas season, 2. I have the hots for Santa, 3. Christmas Day is my birthday.

No, I do not necessarily get jipped on gifts. Typically I get two or three from all givers but often they are wrapped in Christmas themed paper. I've had more than one birthday without a cake and I've had more than one birthday when someone will look at me and say "Oh my gosh! Today is your birthday, Happy Birthday!" Usually this outburst comes late in the day when everyone is gathering their things and heading home. I never tap anyone on the shoulder and smile a big cheesey grin and say "is there anything you want to say to me, is there anything you forgot to give me?", nope, I just let it ride and wait for the sympathetic belated greetings to pour in at a later date - like never.

Because this is MY blog and Christmas is my favorite day of the year I am going to celebrate it every day until December 25th right here with all of you....