Material Girl?

I am a materialistic person. Maybe because I'm an only child and everything I have ever gotten was just mine. I never had to share. Never had to be jealous because a sibling trumped me with the birth of twin Cabbage Patch kids, my single birth was fine. It's not because I was not shown any love or nurturing as I grew up. Not only did I have parents but I had 11 grandparents. How is that even possible you say? Longevity maybe? I knew my great-great grandmother, Wannie, on my mom's mother's mother's side. She passed away when I was 12 at the golden age of 98. When I was a wee-one and my mom decided to work I would spend my days with my great grandmother, Nannie, and at 4:20 pm when Granny got home, no we didn't burn one, I would go to her house and chill until mom picked me up. Summer vacations were spent with Nannie & Pa, Mama Ruth & Paw Paw & Mama Cooper & Granddaddy. To say the least I have tons of memories of each of them, each loved & spent large amounts of time with me. Sadly I am down to two grandparents, Granny & Papa, my mother's parents.

In short material things are of great value to me and this blog post was sparked by my mother's words from a conversation yesterday "material things have always been important to you". Not sure if that was some sort of sucker punch at my character. One thing about my mom is she takes no accountability for the person I became and she will dig at my core issues. She likes to tell me "you will never be satisfied". I do acquire lots of things but I will purge them ever year or so, so I can replenish with fresher, newer shinier objects which must be a part of dissatisfaction or just keeping up with the Kardashian's?

Do tell me how important are material things to you?

Sing Along Time

Let's go back a lotta bit. Who remembers this ?

Hello girl it's been awhile
Guess you'll be glad to know
That I've learned how to laugh and smile
Getting over you was slow
They say old lovers can be good friends
But I never thought I'd really see you
I'd really see you again

I go crazy
When I look in your eyes
I still go crazy
No my heart just can't hide
That old feelin' inside
Way deep down inside
Oh baby, you know when I look in your eyes
I go crazy

You say he satifies your mind
Tells you all of his dreams
I know how much that means to you
I realize that I was blind
Just when I thought I was over you
I see your face and it just ain't true
No it just ain't true

I go crazy
When I look in your eyes
I still go crazy
That old flame comes alive
It starts burning inside
Way deep down inside
Oh baby, you know when I look in your eyes
I go crazy

I go crazy
You know when I look in your eyes
I go crazy
No my heart just can't hide
That old feelin' inside
Way deep down inside
I go crazy

I Go Crazy ~~ Paul Davis

Livin' La Vida Loco

Really? Just because he is beautiful & sings? Another dream crushed...

Note: It is okay to be gay, merry or to just happily skip about in your mother's under garments. This blog does not discriminate against man candy due to sexual orientation. "We" call it window shopping for a reason.

Operation Smile Aborted

Fuck karma.

Operation Smile

For what its worth I am going to smile at everyone I know, everyone I don't know and everyone I would like to know. Smiling is a small gesture but one of the cheapest ways I know be nice to someone. Regardless of the day I am having, if I have a phone in one hand, cell phone in the other, two people in front of my desk, another walking through the door, email alerts chiming and a radio chirping away I am gonna give the most sincere, cheesiest I want to be your best friend smile I can conger from the depths of my being.

Karma says you get what you give, well, we'll just see about that.

WTF?

I know its old hat...



VS.


Is there any comparison? The diversity is so great if I were Sandra, I wouldn't be hurt but merely insulted.

And Miley Cyrus giving out advice to contestants on American Idol? She is 17! She is hunchy & has the worst set of cosmetically enhanced teeth. Ok, the last two really has nothing to do with giving advice and sure she's had a successful career partly due in thanks to her pappy but she is 17! Shouldn't someone who has paid their dues and not had them given to them, oh wait, it is American Idol, no dues paid there but come on! Beyonce would have been a muy bien choice even Justin Timberlake but Miley? WTF?

Even Simpler Things

Just when I was feeling pretty down about myself --- boy, it's good to be me.

Simple Things

There are many things we all take for granted. Things we have easy access to. Things that don't cost too much. And one of those things for me is :



I believe this little bubbly wonder can cure depression, hang-overs, hang-arounders and PMS. Have an ice cold Coca-Cola, won't you?

Just A Feeling

Isn't everything impossible?

Sing Along Time

I didn't know the words either....

Hey kids, shake it loose together
The spotlight's hitting something
That's been known to change the weather
We'll kill the fatted calf tonight

So stick around
You're gonna hear electric music
Solid walls of sound

Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet
But they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets
Oh, but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh, Bennie she's really keen

She's got electric boots, a mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine
Bennie and the Jets

Hey kids, plug into the faithless
Maybe they're blinded
But Bennie makes them ageless
We shall survive, let us take ourselves along

Where we fight
Our parents out in the streets
To find who's right and who's wrong

Benny & the Jets ~~ Elton John

What I Like About Texas

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Alright, alright you got me. I'm a poor liar but kiss me anyway and remember drunk is the new sober. Cheers!

Is It Wrong? (one more but not in the same way)

I have kicked & clawed at blogs I don't get - mommy, parenting, political, weight loss but there is one...just one that moves me to no end. Makes me cry, makes me smile, makes me want to be a better person and not take everything so seriously and that type of blog is right there and right over here.

Maybe I'm not so cynical and bitter after all.

Not Really Free Things

Sometimes I think happiness is overrated but generally it is because I can't find it. We need happiness in our lives like we need oxygen or at least I tell myself that. So I thought of a few things to be happy about that normally you may not think about finding happiness in. Some free, some not so much.

Kidnapping your lover.
The art of knowing what to overlook.
Basically happy people.
Handwritten letters.
Happy hour.
A fashion career in New York.
Morning kisses.
Oysters on the half shell shucked by Larry Newton.
Cardigans.
Fat Christmas trees.
Wallowing.
Pea coats.
Basset Hounds.

And for you less than super smart people here is the definition for happiness - good fortune; pleasure; contentment; joy.

Happy Birthday...

To my most favorite person in the world. I love you.

Pandora's Box

Around the 7th grade I had an English teacher who was also a Baptist pastor, my best friend's dad, his name was Bro. Ward. Our small private school had never seen anything like him. He used super long important words and was Cuban. He even wore Havana shirts.

The reason for thinking of him this morning started like this:

I was in the shower and thinking of swearing, "I swear I didn't spend $2169.32 for a new handbag" which made me think of another teacher, Ms. Emmons who if you were to swear in her class she would make you write lines - I will not swear in the classroom.

Just so happened Bro. Ward was also fond of writing lines for any type of injustice served in his classroom. On his desk he had a green box appropriately named Pandora's Box. The box contained pieces of paper numbered 0-1000 in an incremental fashion. If you were caught chewing gum by Bro. Ward you would be instructed to pull a number from the box and that was the amount of lines you would have to write. Not typical sentences either such as I will not chew gum but something more like I was found chewing gum in a classroom setting. Not only is chewing gum against the rules but it also advocates tooth decay and causes my mouth to contort in an ill fitting manner. Because I want to be a superior student and abide with school rules I will no longer masticate gum in the classroom.

All I can say is it took one time for me and I never chewed anything in front of Bro. Ward again.

Oh wow...

I had the most totally absurd teen crush on him.

Rest in peace.

And The Award Goes To...

HD Tv - for making all of those celebrities who we thought were so perfect not look so perfect. Thank you HD Tv for making Cameron Diaz look a little puffy. Thank you HD Tv for showing Monique and Gabby Sidibe's stretch marks.

Demi Moore - for finding the fountain of youth - Ashton Kutcher.

Jennifer Lopez - for the most perfect lipstick that compliments and has no color at all.

Kristen Stewart - for cleaning up. You were fidgety and had an awkward hunchy pose but the fact you were not in flannel and your hair was washed made it less noticable.

The red carpet hostess that called Helen Miren & Christopher Plummer old. Wow. In the south we wouldn't call that tact.

George Clooney - for appearing pissed most of the evening.

The Brat Pack & Macaulay Caulkin - For honoring John Hughes for making you all famous and for showing your faces in public even though you've had no "work" done.

James Taylor - for always sounding clear as a bell.

Congratulations to all of the winners and better luck next year to all the losers.

Get Bent

What is the deal with "fuck you"? Arguments end with this two words, sometimes they begin with them. What I don't get is men and women spend a better part of their days trying to have sex, so why do we tell someone to "get fucked" when they were probably already working toward the act anyway? Or how about that car salesmen "fucked me over"? Who doesn't want to get fucked over and often? How can you take a pleasurable thing and then offer it in a mean way?

If you are arguing don't you want to wish a misfortune like "fat you" or "get broke"?

Warm Puppies

Today I was pillaging through through a candy bowl chocked fill of mini Snicker and Twix chocolates. Next to the bowl was a short stack of books. I quickly scanned the titles and chose a book titled The Meaning of Life by Bradley Trevor Greive. The book, small and green, was filled with silly pictures of animals with great inspiration written beneath each picture. As I began to read through the book, not yet inspired, discovered the book offered "punches" to help you begin the life you have so sought. The very one that you put on the back burner. As I continued to read my chest puffed up a little and my hunched over position became a little taller and thought I can surely put into motion what I really want to do. Then I happened across a page with this question --What do you truly love? -- I couldn't answer the question. Assuming the answer is different for everyone and deeper than a new handbag or John Stamos' hair, I felt lost. Another kuwinkidink about finding this book was that someone just recently made this comment to me and I quote "it seems like I am always waiting for my life to begin". What do you say to that? When does our life begin? At our first breath or is it when we discover that every second that ticks away brings us closer to our unavoidable fate and then realize this is OUR life, it's gonna roll by pretty quick, so do what you love, love what you do, if you know what that love is? Go, find it and love it. Ok, that was YOUR cue.

"That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet". -- Emily Dickinson

*Cue Jaws Movie Theme

In honor of yesterday's DVD release of 2012 - I wanted to share this with you.

Fluff? Scare tactics? The Truth? What do you think?

Random Thoughts 16

I realized last night that people are stupid. Stupidity is not biased, partial or racist - it treats all free thinking and non thinking humans with equal just and unjust.

I've also realized that the men of today are not gentlemen or gentlemanly in nature. I work with a 95% male workforce. No one opens the door or holds the door for you, if you are struggling with a large box of paper or a 5 gallon bottle of water not one male counter part will offer to help with it - doesn't matter that my uterus just fell to the floor either. The men folk tend to scratch, burp and are flatulent right around the corner from your desk. They don't shave everyday, clothes are wrinkled. It is a shame and I am not sure why other than I when I was 7 years old I said I wanted to marry a gentleman.



"Sir, you are no gentleman." ~~ Scarlett O'Hara
"And you, miss, are no lady...Don't think that I hold that against you. Ladies have never held any charm for me." ~~ Rhett Butler

Man Candy Monday

Post humus Man Candy...he's beautiful even from beyond.