Give It Time...

I'm driving my car, minding my own business, when I casually glance at my left forearm. I notice a hair... Apparently, a little stray hair fell out of my head and landed on my arm. You know, usually when that happens, a friend or colleague that your talking to will pick it off of you and you go on your merry way..I swipe at it. So, no big deal, until I notice it again at a red light. I swipe at it again and I'm off.

Fast forward 4 hours...I'm sweeping the patio when lo and behold, that little bugger is back. Ok, so now I'm thinking what a stubborn hair. Well, this hair was soooo stubborn it decided to plant itself on my arm for all eternity. Yep, it was growing out of my forearm....longer that some of the hairs on my head. There is was, all shiny and blondish and just flowing all by it self in the middle of my arm surrounded by NOTHING! I don't have hairy arms people...let's get that straight. In fact, I'm not hairy at all....except for my face and we won't EVEN go there right now. I was appalled. I studied it, I examined it and I could have curled it with a curling iron, that's how long it was. How did I miss that one long hair for so long is beyond me. Then...I was mysmerized by it. Wow...a long ass hair on a part of my body that's not suppose to have long ass hair on it. I exam my other arm...no long hair there...hmmmm, why this arm, I wondered. I let it be because now, I'm kinda dig'n the one long hair and I want Eric to see it when he comes home. Which reminds me of the story of when Eric and I were dating about 21 years ago and we were out in the sunlight talking to each other very closely, eye to eye, you know, we were in love, when he tells me, "You know you have a little hair on your upper lip"......GAWD...no wonder I married him. Anyways, he comes home and I'm chewing at the bit to show him, apparently I'm proud now of the fact that I can grow hair in odd places. I drag him into the kithchen, the best light in the house and I show him. My bald husband tells me "Wow, I could use some of that can you grow some more"? I'll see what I can do honey, just give it time.

6 Degrees of Facebook...

Who are these people who might be my friend on Facebook? They keep popping up! At first when I jumped on the FB (that's what us facebook people call it) wagon, people I knew but not quite friends with names kept popping up and suggested I might be interested in being their friend. Now, there's people I don't even know popping up and for the likes of me don't understand why.

They are friends of a friend of a friend and perhaps lived in the same area I used too or maybe went to the same High School after I graduated. Who in the heck is Raymond Mercedes and does he know about me? Does he want to be my friend?

I'm waiting for Kevin Bacon's name to pop up....then we'll talk. I'm just say'n

In The Pink...

OK! I give. Can someone tell me what Pink Saturday is? Since I've been blogging, which hasn't been that long, I have come across a few blogs that have this Pink Saturday thing going. I have come across several beautiful images of delicate pinks in all different hues and being used in creative ways.
Pink clothing, furniture, household items, floral arraignments and of course decorative items....all which are stunning in there own personal way. I want to be involved, I want to belong and I want to become one with the pinkness....problem is, I'm not a pink person. I have absolutely nothing against pink, never have and don't forget I have two daughters, so there was never a lack of pink clothing and accessories. My older daughter has been and I suspect always will be a pink fan, even now that she has three sons. She is a girlie girl to the bone. My younger daughter...mmm, not so much. There is not much pink at the horse stables or on a farm where she spends half her time, so,
getting pink on or around her was a chore and at some point, I just gave up. So, having seen this particular shade pop up on my Saturday blog cruising got me to thinking. Do I have any pink in the house and if I did, where would it be? I know! my daughters bathroom. A few years ago when she didn't have an opinion (that has changed big time) we painted her bathroom pale pink and I decorated it in a modern like shabby chic. I incorporated some different tones of pink along with some creams on a shelf and "Voila"......here's my pink!


and a paper mache print on a cream tin...




...and that's it. I probably won't have anymore pink things to take pictures of, at least in my home, but if I ever come across something that is pink in nature, I will definitely post it....pinkie swear!

Award Season...

It finally happened. People around me are losing there minds. Sharon from Mana Moon just informed me that she is passing along an award to me for my brilliance and contribution to mankind. What...you don't believe me? Well check it out, go to her blog and you'll see, right there, she wrote it, not me, that I was brilliant and ....Oh wait a minute, that was someone else blog. Well, she did give me an award. It's called the Premio Meme Award and I have no idea what the heck it means, but it sounds good. I won a cake at a carnival once....in the cake walk...and boy, was that exciting, but all I had to do was walk in a circle and stop and sit in a chair (both of which I'm very good at) when the music stopped and poof! instant cake. I guess you could call this award cake. Isn't that a term people use when they think something is easy? Blogging is easy, for me.
It's just like me talking except I'm typing. And I pretty much am talking in my head when I sit in front of this computer. You should see the inside of my head...I'm talking a mile a minute in there, so, in a sense, this award is for me talking. You see, I'm just writing my thoughts as I see them that's all. I've been called bold, forward, open and sexy,( I just thought I'd throw that in, but yes it's true, I have been called that)...anyways, but I'm just me writing. If you were to talk to me face to face you would hear the same stuff come from my mouth. So when Sharon calls me witty and candid, I'll take it and for the record...thanks Sharon for putting pressure on me to be more witty and more candid in the future. I'd be lying if I said I didn't appreciate it. I started blogging for me because I like to write and I have a big mouth sorta (see profile pic) although I am getting better regarding that, hence the blog, and apparently people like to see what I write down...I usually say what most people won't. So again, thanks Sharon for passing the bloggy award thingy to me and I want to send my congrats to the other 6 arsty farsty bloggers who also recieved the same award. I'm just say'n

Fat Lipped Cat

This is the 2nd time this has happened. My cat Ginger has a fat lip. For some reason, she likes to chew on the neighbors climbing rose bush that drapes over on to our yard and we think a thorn got her. We shoosh her away when we catch her doing this, but for whatever reason, she continues to chomp away. It could be a insect bite too. It's not a tooth, I checked and don't worry, she's eating like a champ as usual and seems to be happy and content. She looks funny. Almost like she's wearing a kitty mask. Raquel says she has a joker mouth...big and wide. Whatever it is, it's slowly going away little by little. I just wanted you all to see the kitty with the fat lip.

Back to Middle School...

My summer is over and I must get back to work. I have thoroughly enjoyed my time with my family this past hot season. I always do. I found myself reminiscing about summers past when I was a kid and I don't know why this year especially. I saw old friends on many occasions during good times and very sad times. I made a new friend and she lives 2 blocks away...who knew? I've come across an ex boyfriend unexpectedly and boy was that a surprise...thanks Facebook, I think. I took my plunge into the world of permenopause...turns out, I don't like it! I will miss the beach even though I only went twice and I will definitely miss the sleeping in...definitely!

But I must look forward to the next 10 months of learning the new jargon, inappropriate clothing trends, unimaginable amounts of axe cologne, fowl language, out of control hormones (not mine) girl drama, teacher drama, staff drama and the impromptu food flinging. Yes, middle school is one big par-tay and I will be smack dab in the middle of it. Seriously, I enjoy most of it and for some inhumane reason, I actually like this age group. So, wish me luck this year, NO, scratch that, wish my students luck because hormone for hormone, they're not gonna see it coming....I'm just say'n

Animals Got Soul...

I had an interesting conversation with Brenda the other day. A spiritual one you mind say. We were talking about different religions. We talked about Catholics, we talked about Mormons, the different types of Christians we've encountered, Hindus and Buddhists, but we really didn't talk about they're religion and what they preach or teach per say, we were discussing animals in heaven. Many years ago, Brenda knew someone who told her that animals didn't go to heaven, having remembered that traumatic statement led to our conversation.

Did I think that true? I am not the most religious person on the planet, I question people and theories all the time. I've even questioned Brenda on many occasion, but in my opinion, if something is a living and breathing entity, no matter animal or human being there is an energy or soul or whatever you want to call it and when the body is gone that energy leaves to it's resting place.
Now, I don't know if it's heaven but I do believe the soul goes somewhere. Animals have feelings and thoughts. They are our pets and part of our families. We cry and mourn when they leave us just like when people leave us and they give us pleasure and they give us grief. The Buddhist believe that people and animal souls are reborn into babies and the process is repeated over and over. Hindus know that cows are sacred. The bible referrers to animals and humans living together in peace but it doesn't really say where. Here on earth or in heaven? I believe Christians say that only true believers will go to heaven. Animals don't believe in god so what happens to them? After doing just a little research on this subject, apparently, there has been an on going debate as to if animals have a soul. There are many references to animals in the bible but they are not clear about souls and heaven...hence the debate.

Anyways, this was some conversation and we both agreed that they do and somehow and somewhere we will see Reign, kiki, mopsey, ryan, arthur, shadow,mimi, dolly,tweets, squeekie, hera, nokel and all our other pets that have been in our lives.


My furry children...cleo and ginger ~