Sunday, December 31, 2006

For public consumption again....














DH knows why.....




When I wake in the morning…
I wait to see if my life is the same
Is the soft comfort I feel the chenille of my spread?
Or of love..I wait to see

When I wake in the morning…
I curve around my pillow
Blindly reaching out with my hand
To find nothing..but the chenille of my spread


When I wake in the morning..
It’s the buzz of the alarm
It’s the warning to rise…and not be late
For the effort that pays for my life

When I wake in the morning
It’s a slide up from the dreams
That I had the night before
Of a different reality…happy

When I wake in the morning..
Oh when I wake
I hope for a better day…
I hope for ..a better life

And when I wake in the morning
I pray for love..life..laughter
I pray for fulfillment
I wake and wish I could sleep again

And to not wake in the morning



Alone



Alone



So let me sleep

Saturday, December 30, 2006

Transformation...


Looks kind of like me from the neck up...LOL
Anyway,DH and I had a major misunderstanding...leading to a godawful week of SILENCE..
But everything is ok again....more than ok...
So I want to put his words to me back on the blog where they belong

The first

One plus one is one

There are billions of souls, all know this to be true
But in all of the worlds, There is but one you
The universe a beach, and each soul one stone
Tumbled one on another, yet each is alone
There is one for you, this is foreseen,
Thou art a lady, No thou art a queen
You deserve a Knight, all wrap’t in his armor
To come to you and offer his honor
I say this now, It may save you some sorrow
I live day by day, for me there’s no morrow
Don’t hate me J****, and try not to frown
Tis best you forget this old wounded clown
One final line, this rhyme to end
May I still think of you as my friend

The second
A SMALL SONNET

It may never be whole, and have but half a life
A person’s wounded soul, lost in a world of strife
But it has found a way, a small means to cope
It exists day to day, but still wishes it could hope
It is afraid to love or to share, It believes it knows the cost
Seems for whomsoever it does care, to him, she will be lost
Little Mariposa, whose starry wings, ever drive back the night
Your spirit, heart and other things, have a never failing light
You lascivious sprite, with your keen and winning wiles
To him you've shown a little light, and given him some smiles
But he wishes not to cause you hurt, and ere he cause you pain
T’were better that you knew him not, nor spoke to him again
Without her, he had no heart, he lied and hated within his soul
She gathered each and every part, and then she made him whole
She left him one true gift, like unto an epiphany
Tho his heart is rift, he must live with honesty
Please be not mad, at what I say, for it attracts me like a lure
It is not sad, if day to day, you remind me so much of her
When you talk, type and write, those words from your hands
The things you say, you little sprite, loosen from my heart the bands
So should we never meet, or if we have a parting of the ways
I will always recall a friend so sweet, as to have lightened up my days

Marc - Nov 23 2006

The third

ICE

The frigid part around his heart, that icy sword inside his chest,
That polar cold within his soul, many nights denies him rest.
It ever tries to freeze him all, but that lonely soul still takes one stance,
A belief that there has to be a call, of Love and yes, of Romance
That frozen demon denies those things, and tries to make him blind,
to that other place where a lady sings, her spirit so pure and kind.
The arctic voice says 'ignore the call', be it woman, lady, or girl
For it knows , among us all, a woman's love can thaw the world
Now some mornings he greets the day, He sees it with new eyes
And ignores what the cold words say, no matter how it tries
to drag him down, and back within it's frozen maw
for now he has been shown, there can be a thaw
but so you know without a doubt, these poor rhymes I make
To all around I shout, there for the Lady by the Lake

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Plumber...grrrrrrr


Was supposed to be here at 8am
It is now 930 and he just CALLED five mins ago that he is still looking for pipe for my job..
Louise called me from work this morning and asked me if I wanted o.t. today..damn I could have used that money too.
As soon as his helper arrives I want to mow the lawn..
GGRRRRRR ARRRGGGGGGGGG

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Blog on hiatus

I am completely incapable right now of being creative or caring about the blog right now..
Sorry..
I'll be back eventually

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Christmas presents ordered....


Thank god for amazon.com...I got most of what she wanted directly thru amazon or one of their partners.
The only difficult item was the DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION EXTREME with two dance pads..LOL
Good lord that was a toughie..the site was obviously busy as hell...but eventually I got it ordered..
The list of the books she wants is the longest part of her christmas wants....isn't that cool?

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

A visit again to Mount Washington


While its 77 degrees here...sunny with fluffy white clouds galore...I pay a visit to the Mount Washington home page.home of the most severe weather ever recorded on earth..


www.mountwashington.org

My books are my friends


companions and compatriots. I re-read them and know some of them as well as I know myself..
This is the center third of my custom shelves that dh built when he still loved me...LOL
Books, pictures and my beloved teddy bears
Here be the dragon riders of pern, the thomas covenant trilogys, will shakespeare and robert frost...nestled next to pablo neruda
here is nancy drew, trixie belden and the robots of Isaac Asimov.
And here is my daddy holding me as a baby..and me the day I gave birth to my girl
Here are the sonogram pics from when I had my amnio..and the grandad I never knew in his railroad uniform
My life is here.

Monday, December 11, 2006

Last night.....


Lil one and her best friend were playing video games in my bedroom..and when I went to go to bed found them curled up like this on the floor...LOL
Mine is on the left..her friend is on the right..
I had to run and get the camera...LOL

Sunday, December 10, 2006

March 11th at the Bank Atlantic Center

Got tickets for NICKELBACK...WOOO HOOOO. with Breaking Benjamin and ...Three Days Grace.
The lead singers voice is amazing...and this is one of my favorite songs ...





"(I Hate) Everything About You
"Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven’t missed you yet
Every roommate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven’t missed you yet
Only when I stop to think about it
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
Only when I stop to think About you,
I know Only when you stop to think About me,
do you know I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me
I hateYou hate I hate
You love me
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you

And one of their more current songs that I also adore
I kind of identify with this one...more than a little
"Animal I Have Become"
I can't escape this hell
So many times i've tried
But i'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)
I can't escape myself(I can't escape myself)
So many times i've lied(So many times i've lied)
But there's still rage inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
Somebody help me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
Somebody wake me from this nightmare
I can't escape this hell
(This animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal)
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal I have become)

Saturday, December 09, 2006

Weather report from the tropics




Lovely breezy gray day here.currently 66 degrees Its not gray weather here often..so its a nice change. Its the kind of breezy that makes the palm fronds rustle together...whispering their palmy secrets to each other.The sun is trying to burn thru the clouds...we'll have to see who wins. These two palms are in my front yard. When you go to the beach however..the palms there are coco palms..and the sound they make is much different. Its like fine raspy paper crackling against each as the breeze blows. Distinctive..and often accompanied by the calls of beach birds including monk parakeets. We have monk parakeets here too...I love watching them zoom around the sky in their bright green packs..

Thursday, December 07, 2006

For Rhapsody..regarding comment..


Your comment on the Mariposa post..

Rhapsody says...Wow!!! Again!!!!

I said...yes...but forgot to say...

Big difference this time Peg...this ones a potential keeper!

LOL...