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In my mind

I travel

Back in time

Or to a

Future place

Another

Time or space

It matters

Not, the way

Or the time

Or the day

As long as

I am free

To dream of

Whatever

May please me

I know there

I am safe

From problems

That I face

Won't someone

Pull me back

From the storm

From the black

A Farewell to False Love poem by Sir Walter Raleigh

A Farewell to False LoveFarewell false love, the oracle of lies,

A mortal foe and enemy to rest,

An envious boy, from whom all cares arise,

A bastard vile, a beast with rage possessed,

A way of error, a temple full of treason,

In all effects contrary unto reason.

A poisoned serpent covered all with flowers,

Mother of sighs, and murderer of repose,

A sea of sorrows whence are drawn such showers

As moisture lend to every grief that grows;

A school of guile, a net of deep deceit,

A gilded hook that holds a poisoned bait.

A fortress foiled, which reason did defend,

A siren song, a fever of the mind,

A maze wherein affection finds no end,

A raging cloud that runs before the wind,

A substance like the shadow of the sun,

A goal of grief for which the wisest run.

A quenchless fire, a nurse of trembling fear,

A path that leads to peril and mishap,

A true retreat of sorrow and despair,

An idle boy that sleeps in pleasure's lap,

A deep mistrust of that which certain seems,

A hope of that which reason doubtful deems.

Sith* then thy trains my younger years betrayed, [since]

And for my faith ingratitude I find;

And sith repentance hath my wrongs bewrayed*, [revealed]

Whose course was ever contrary to kind*: [nature]

False love, desire, and beauty frail, adieu.

Dead is the root whence all these fancies grew.

Sir Walter Raleigh

...And the Oscar goes to...

Does anyone ever find themselves with a lack of drive, of insinuate, of ideas, of...Inspiration...
It seems I have hit a mega dose of writer's block. I've had it now for quite some time and...I'm just stuck. The poems that I love to write and so easily have flowed from my finger tips in the past have left me. My mind won't put words in my hands.
I have many things that I want to say but, many of those I feel I cannot. Yet, what the hell...Here goes. I feel pissed off. I love Halloween and I love half of Thanks Giving and Christmas. It's my Mother's half that I have a problem with. My oldest brother was/is an ass. I could've bitch slapped him when he got onto my daughter and my niece (not his daughter). They were playing and it was a stupid foot ball game...He being the adult could've judged what was more important. Family fun or watching a damn foot ball game and ignoring the family that he feels are unworthy of his presence...Yup, that's a tough one. Then he insinuates that my schooling is poor compared to his own. He already has his masters from OU. Yeah, but he's still just a public servant. Yeah, that's right. I said it. He' s a stuck up cop! I pay his damn salary! He could at least pretend to be civil towards me. Fuck him! It's cool though, just as long as he leaves my daughter out of it. I'm a regular lioness when it comes to my kids-cop or no cop...I'll kick his ass. (there goes my temper again)
Then, my other brother (the addict) was over there with his step-kids and new wife. I don't even care. I jumped onto those little brats right in front of the bitch. Somebody needed to do it. If the child is sick, use some common since and keep him off of my 93 year old Grandma's bed. What, so he just wants her to get sick and die quicker?! Dumb ass! Yeah, I made the little brat get off of the bed and I also sat there assess on the couch while I called their mother inside to "handle" them before I did. *again, no one hits my daughter...The oldest boy did when she only wanted him to play with her. I don't know how they're being raised...I don't care...But they will not behave like that around me. My brother and his wife were oblivious to the fact that their youngest was out front in the street for a good ten minutes or more by himself. The kid is only...Maybe three, probably closer to two. I don't know about you all but, I know where my two year old and four year old are at all times. Fucking red-necks....Why do I have to be related to them.
Then...My last bitch for tonight--promise...My older sister and brother (who are technically only half but, my dad raised them and adopted them) looked up and invited their dad to the Thanks Giving dinner. Okay, first off...They don't even speak to my Dad anymore. It's not for the lack of my Dad's trying. And, my Dad is certainly not welcome to get near my Mother or the rest of them because they refuse to see the truth and be adults. Second, their Dad (who is just so much better than mine) dislocated my Mother's shoulder infront of them and left her their where she tried to kill herself. He was an alcoholic and abusive. He didn't want anything to do with them. Yet, he came to our Thanks Giving dinner. I wasn't giving thanks that day. My Dad may not have been Ward Clever but, he tried. He stepped in and helped raise them and did his best under the circumstances. Everyone wants to forget that my Mother should be held accountable as well. It does indeed take two to tango. They sat around and reminisced about "the old days" but, he wasn't in their life long enough to talk about. And how can they just welcome him in with open arms after the hell he put my Mother through!?
Am I crazy? I feel like screaming at them. The crappy part is that my nieces and nephews have to be dragged around through all of this crap. I love them...I love my nieces and nephews. With the age difference between my older sister and brother...We always got pushed off to the kids table and now we are closer for it. We're more like brothers and sisters than aunts, nieces, and nephews. Yeah, though I am doing all of this bitching and making known my up-sets, it doesn't really matter how I feel. I think the worst part of it was during the family pictures when Mom, Mark, Maria, and their dad (Mom's "X") sat on the same couch together. I sure as hell didn't take a picture. I mean, where was our Dad? They sure as fuck didn't invite him! Damn it why does every body have to be so dramatic...Including my Oscar-winning self.

The Family Magic Tournament!

If I've learned anything in the twenty-six years that I've been alive, I've learned that you have to just pretend that you aren't related to some people. I pussed out and went home early so I didn't have to deal with my oldest brother anymore tonight. He was a complete ass! God, and tomorrow I will be spending the whole day over there. I'm just a glutton for punishment, I guess. ...I'll be picking us some Boos on the way down to Norman tomorrow. The only thing that I'm really looking forward to is spending time with my neices and nephews tomorrow. My one nephew, Gavin, is going to play Magic The Gathering with us. I played with him a few days ago and kicked his butt from here to China. He was trying to come after me with Artifacts. Pfffft! I was playing a blue and white wizard deck. There was really no hope for him playing against me. I'm bringing my Elf deck and my Unblock-able Wizard deck tomorrow. Let us see how he plays against my evil elves!

Sometimes the moon can be so enchanting. I lay in bed an stare out the windows wishing that my camera would take better pictures of the moon. I guess I'll have to get a special attachment for it. It seems a pitty not to be able to capture the picture-esque scenery tonight. The night is filled with a silvery mist as the full moon lay just beyond the leafless branches of my tree in the front yard. I hope there are no wherewolves about...lol.

Happy Turkey Day! ( click here to listen to some Thanks Giving songs...the Turkey song is at the bottom of the page!)

Today is the day that we give thanks for all of the blessings God has given us. Starting with the Pilgrims who came over on the Mayflower and continuing on with each passing generation. If it had not been for the Indians, who showed them how to use their land to bring up crops, they would have failed just as the earlier attempts at colonization had. Though this country started out rough and somewhat barberic in it's ways of early hostile take over, it is really no different than the early beginnings of most of the Europian countries. Ours has always been a country holding onto the strings of freedom and we have truly come a long way.

I am thankful for:
-the roof over my head
-my two beautiful, al-be-it some what spoiled, children
-having a fridge with food in it, even if it's not always what I am in the mood for
-my husband who is my shoulder to cry on, arms to hold me up, and strenght behind me
-my friends who are always there when I really need them
-my family, even though some of them drive me mad, some people don't have anyone
-having clothes that keep me warm or cool all year round
-my education, some will never have the opportunity that I have
-for being alive and in decent health
-for my wonderful in-laws, some may never be as lucky as I am

All I Want For Christmas!

God, I love this man. John Mayer is the next best thing since Duncan Sheik!!!

I don't own not one CD of his...I really like his song Daughters and most of the rest of his stuff.

He has such an agelic voice!

I have a link to his web site in the title bar...check it out!

Got this in an Email and laughed hard....Ain't it the truth Ladies?

The Hormone Hostage
The Hormone Hostage knows that there are days in the month when all a man has to do is open his mouth and he takes his very life into his own hands! This is a handy guide that should be as common as a driver's license in the wallet of every husband, boyfriend, or significant other!!

DANGEROUS: What's for dinner?
SAFER: Can I help you with dinner?
SAFEST: Where would you like to go for dinner?
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some chocolate.

DANGEROUS: Are you wearing that?
SAFER: Gee, you look good in brown.
SAFEST: WOW! Look at you!
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some chocolate.

DANGEROUS: What are you so worked up about?
SAFER: Could we be overreacting?
SAFEST: Here's fifty dollars.
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some chocolate.

DANGEROUS: Should you be eating that?
SAFER: You know, there are a lot of apples left.
SAFEST: Can I get you a glass of wine with that?
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some chocolate.

DANGEROUS: What did you do all day?
SAFER: I hope you didn't overdo it today.
SAFEST: I've always loved you in that robe!
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some more chocolate.

Remember: Money talks...but chocolate sings.

Another thing to giggle about... My significant other, not happy with my mood swings, bought me a mood ring the other day so he would be able to monitor my moods. When I'm in a good mood, it turns green. When I'm in a bad mood, it leaves a big red mark on his forehead. Maybe next time he'll buy me diamonds. Here have some chocolate.

This Makes Me Smile

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This guy was sitting on top of an old fashion hurse. God, I just loved it down there. There were Voodoo shops on every street. I've never seen anything like it before living here in the Bible belts. I'm going to have to visti New Orleans around Halloween one year. It should be a real scream!

Pat O'Brian's

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Yup, I had to try their famous Hurricanes. Damn they were good...but just a wee bit strong if you can't hold your liquer. It was beautiful. Every where we went you could hear music playing. There were bands just wandering around the streets. I've never seen anything like that before.

Now that's coffee!

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I didn't buy any but, I had to share. I'd be afraid to drink a cup of that...I'd be awake for a week I'm sure.

...I Spy With My Little Eye...Something that starts with "J"

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Okay, so some people took the "leaving a gift at Marie Lavou's grave thing a little too seriously. (I hope I spelled her name right, they like to add a bunch of extra letters in all of their words down there--she's the Voodoo Queen)
I wonder how long that will be there before some vagrant comes upon it and finishes it off for the ol' Queen...LOL.

Damn Tourists! LOL

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So I was trying to get a good picture of the "Vodo Queen's" tomb but, that ugly chic was oblivious to all that was around her.
Check out all of the "X" marks on the tomb. They say if you put an "X" on her grave and leave her something that you'll be granted a wish.

Pictures Speak A Thousand Words

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You can see my daughter is just thrilled to have here picture taken infront of some old graves. So I'm weird, I never said I was normal. I love old grave yards!
This was a St. Louis Cemetery #1.

WWF!

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I love wrestling! The Rock and Triple H are awsome...so my kids know how to wrestle pretty damn good. Trust me, I've taught them myself. Here they are playing, "shove Uncle Chad off the air mattress." They were pretty good at it. I think after about an hour Uncle Chad was ready to throw in the towel but, the kids were still going strong.

*Kiss* *Kiss*

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I thought that this was just too damn cute. I took way to many pictures, lol.

Ach! I hate taking pictures...but what the hell.

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There me and Adara. I chased them around the yard and had a wonderful time out there as well. My daughter is quite the beauty.

Rogue Wit and the kids...

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They have the most lovely back yard and the kids ran themselves silly around it. They fell in love with that swing too.

Day Two

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The first day we arrived all we did was eat dinner, un-pack, and go to bed. The second day we stayed around the house and piddled while my Father-in-law and Brother-in-law went to a foot ball game. You can see the kids were having a grand time eating ice shavings. Who'd have guessed ice shavings could make someone so happy? My son even licked a few off the floor much to my horror and amuzement. It's okay though, Grandma Reese keeps that floor clean enough for even me to eat off of should the need arrive.

The Ride Down There

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It took almost 12 hours to get from Norman, Oklahoma to New Orleans. The kids were exceptionally good on the trip. You can see here they're stylin' in their new sun glasses. My son picked his out. He grabbed the yellow ones because SpongeBob is yellow. I bought them for him and when we got home I realized they said "princes" across the bottom. Good thing he can't read yet...LOL.

Today has been a very good day. My wonderful In-laws came up and watched the kids whilst I dragged my XXL-ass out to enroll for next semester. I am very glad I switched colleges. Rose State actually treats you as if you have half a Brain...It's a nice change.
I had to sit and wait for what seemed like eternity but, it was worth it. They did indeed have the class that I needed to take. It's my last pre-requ. For the Nursing Program! Then it's all down hill from there and then I will be an RN. Yay! For me.
The house is almost completely back in order and I have tonight's class then I will be on Thanks Giving break. Happy Thanks Giving! I was thinking while on vacation, that I have come a long way. Here I am at 26yrs. And have a house and I will have a career in just over two years more time. There are a lot of obstacles in my life but, I have always been a fighter and I intend to win this battle as well.
God, I can't even describe to you the beauty of the swamps down in New Orleans! I was enthralled by they captivating ambiance of nature dark side. I shall spank Rogue and compel him to do my bidding this evening by up loading the vacation pictures to my PC. Seeing as at the moment I do not have access to them, I cannot show them to those who still stop by. I will just say, that it was as close to the Garden of Eden as I've ever been.

Grampa Rose, November 1938

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My Grampa was a great man!

Grandma and Grampa's Wedding Picture

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They were a perfect couple...My Grandpa was very handsome!

My Grandmother...

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This was my Grandma's graduation picture. Isn't she beautiful?!

I'm Ba-ack!

OMG! I had the most amazing time of my young life. I'll expand later but, sufice it to say that I did, indeed, enjoy myself. I walked on Bourben street (lol, I hope I spelled that right), ate my fill of sea food and Poboys (I feel as if I gained a wonderful 90lbs), I took pictures of everything, and I got to hold a real aligator! I will start posting pictures tomorrow but, as for today I have lots of unpacking to do. I also have to go pick up my lizards from my sister's house and check on my Mom and Grandma.

The children are glad to be home as well. Though, they did have a lot of fun, it is always nice to come home and sleep in your own bed. The ride home just about killed the lot of us. Eleven hours is a long ass time to be in a car. I never knew that sitting on your ass could be so exhausting! I was feeling the road rage driving through Texas. Those people are lunitics! There was a school bus that just barely missed us by speeding across our three lanes of trafic to make a last minute exit. It was crazy in New Orleans too but, only because there were so many damn cars...That and the streets are crazy!

Damn it, but I got some good pictures! I got a lot of pictures in St. Louis Cemetery #1.

I'll post more later. Right now, I'm going to see about a hot shower and some coffee before I do anything else. Can't wait to catch up on my reading with you guys!

It is Wonderful down here!

I step outside and breath deeply of the fresh cool breeze. It seems to refresh my soul, my complete being. When night comes, I sleep very soundly and sweetly. I am, indeed, enjoying my vacation. It's the first vacation I have had since I was in sixth grade. After the year that we have had...it was well over due.

We woke up this morning to another beautiful cool, sweet morning. We went on a boat across the river to go threw the River Walk. I took so many pictures! We had a soft-shell crab poboy. God, it was delish!

Tomorrow we are going to go visit St. Louis Cemetery #1 and go on a Haunted History tour. Oh, the excitement. They actually have vampire tours down here. They only do those tours at night, though. In the brochure it talks about a vampire tavern that they stop by. I would kind of like to go but, the idea of so many freaks being near my children isn't very desirable. Though, one day the children will be old enough to stay at home with the grandparents while we check out the night life. I shall have to brave the freaks then. Who knows, I'll probably break out my fangs and black lace and walk amongst them...Hehehe.

Well, I hope to post again soon. We still have the swamp tour to check out and some more shopping. The kids were a little home sick today but, they were just cranky and needed a nap. I have got to get off of here now. I hope all is well with every one.

[note to Sara...I'll send that pillow out in the mail as soon as I return from my trip...I'm sure you're going to love it!]

Life

Instead of wallowing in my woes today I want to think, to feel something other than what is crushing my mind, my heart.

Life is a tangle of heart-ache, love, promise, dreams, family, loyalty, and servival. How do we find a balance between everything that makes our world unique to us?

In my life, for example, I do a balancing act of: mother, wife, sister, aunt, grandaughter, friend, student, worker, joker, teacher, care taker, and the inner spirit of weirdness that is me. I'm sure that it is that way for many but, it is not that way for so many more. Some people have a simple world with simple roles...mother, wife, friend, daughter...I wonder what it would be like to not have my day planned by everyone else's needs? This is not to say that I regret my role in life. No, indeed, I am happy with my role in life. I am strong and I will walk with my head held high and cross the finish line with as many ribbons as I can gain along the way.

Even as I'm writing this I can imagine how others are reacting to it. Some might take offense that I am categorizing them in some way as simple or complex. Those whom I deem simple may very well see their lives as complex. We truly never know someone until we've walked in their shoes. I see my life as very complex. I take help take care of my Grandmother, I have two small children, I am a full time college student, I clean houses for extra money, I have a very large family, my Mom is in the hospital, one of my brothers is getting a divorce, one is an addict, my older sister's husband has a progressive case of rhumitoid artheritis, and my husband (who works full time) has blood pressure problems. I help out with everyone's needs because I'm loyal to my family even when they piss off the crap out of my. I believe this makes me complex on top of my friends and who I am.

That is why I think that I am complex. It is easy for me to classify someone else as simple when they may not see it that way. I may not know the how's and why's of their so-called "simple" life.

What kind of life do you have?

When It Rains...

Before the sun breaks the cover of night
I hear the steady rhythm of the rain
My head remains cloudy though try as I might
To break away from the sleep and the pain
When did it happen that I took my first bite
Of an apple that has driven me half insane
I run from my thoughts and close off my sight
Though I'm not sure what good I would gain

Well, my mom got another unit of blood last night. I think this makes five. They said that they had everything closed but, apparently there is another area they missed. They may be doing another scope. I don't know. She looked better last night. She probably has a little heart damage. They don't think it's serious though. They were talking about moving her to PCU today. I worked on that floor many times and I have a friend or two there who I know will take good care of her.

My cat came home this morning. It should be good news. I'm not sure it is though. He's definitely got a broken leg. It just hangs. I guess he got hit by a car and was stuck in a ditch. I combed burrs and twigs and dirt and stickers out of his fur this morning. He was just starving too. He keeps going back to the food bowl and munching. In the shape he is in it had to have been a hard journy home. I haven't seen any blood but, if he did get hit by a car it would be internal anyway. I'm calling my little sister (our family 'vet' {she's taken care of so many of her own animals that she should be a vet}) and I'm going to see what she says. Lord, I hope I don't have to put Dez to sleep. I know he's in a lot of pain but, I can't afford a trip to the vet at this point. Especially not if they are going to have to do surgery. I'm just keeping him comfortable at the moment.

My little sister and I got Grandma bathed and put to bed last night. She's doing fine. After we came back from seeing Mom we decided to get Grandma settled in for the night. I know I wanted to get home. The kids were already in bed when I showed up last night a quarter before midnight. My husband is being so great through all of this. I told him last night, "No wonder your having blood pressure problems. You married into my family."

I'm so ready for my vacation!

I just hung up the phone with my older sister. They were able to do the scope on my Mom this morning. They found two huge bleeding ulcers and one that hadn't busted open yet. They were able to carterize them. They're giving her medicine to help speed up the healing process. That part is a relief, at least.

They also had to tell us that she had also experienced a "mild" heat-attack. At least it was mild. The sad truth to all of this is that my Mother will have to do a complete life style change. She's a registerd nurse...She should know this already.

We're going to have to hide the ciggarettes, motrin (it can cause bleeding ulcers if you are taking it daily as my mother was {actually she was eating them like candy...not good}), she is going to have to stop drinking her diet pop and start drinking water and juice, she's also going to have to start exercising (something that my family seems to find distasteful {I rather enjoy it}), NO MORE ASPRIN (she's already on a blood thinner that her doctor prescribed...she does NOT need it will everything else she's taking), she's going to have to eat better, and probably get an easier job.

She's used guilt trips on us our intire lives and we've all decided that it's going to take the same to get her to conform to the doctor's requests. It's like she wanted to die...She's a nurse, she knows better and she'd beat the crap out of us if one of us had done this to ourselves.

...on top of all of it, my cat has not been seen for days. He's usually such a loyal cat and comes home 4-5 times a day for a few hours and sleeps with me at night. The back window has been open for several days and he hasn't come in. His food is even untouched. Believe me when I say that Dez never misses meals...

The day dragged on. It was close to 11am before we did anything much at all. I decided that being as it was getting close to lunch I had better get the move on. I was going to take the kids to my Mom's house for dinner tonight.
We ate lunch, did some dishes, picked up, and showered. I was actually peeing when my husband handed me the phone. It was a little before 1pm.
I took the phone and my older sister was on the line. She'd found my Mom on the floor in the bathroom. Mom was flopping around on the floor gasping for air and she had vomited up blood. My sister informed me that she had called the ambulance and was waiting for them. I didn't even need to be asked. "I'll be there in a minute."
I was in deed there in almost that. I live in Moore and they live in Norman. I'm really about 10-15minutes from them. I was there in under five. The ambulance was still there. That was not a good sign. They couldn't move her yet because her blood pressure was pretty much non-existent.
I raced to the door and as I burst inside the ambulance pulled off. "Where's Maria? What happened?"
We get to the hospital a little before 1:30pm. We had to wait a few minutes before we could even go back to see her. My sister and I sat there and talked about anything but my Mom. We just couldn't yet...Not until we saw what we were dealing with. We both switched to work mode and cut off attachment as well as we could. We were doing a damned good job so far.
We are then escorted back to her area. I had to fight the scratching ache in my stomach when I laid my eyes on her.
I have cleaned up many a dead body and held many hands as they passed from this world. There is a look to death and I know it well. My Mother looked like death. She was gray. I went numb. I am still numb. They had to put two units of blood in her and they're going to be giving her more as the night goes on. They suspect a GI bleed (bleeding ulcer) but, we won't be sure until she's stable enough to have a scope done.
We stayed with her until they moved her from ER to ICU. My little sister and her husband (who works on ICU) are there with her now. I hope Derika is taking this okay. When she called us back she handed the phone to her husband. In deed, it is shocking.
We all got so used to her hypocondria that when she came home saying she didn't feel well my older sister just told her to go lay down. It can't be blamed on any of us. How were we to know? How?
My sister said she kept telling her she didn't want to die.
I don't know what's going to happen. I can't think about it right now. I feel sick...Right down to my soul.
She's stable at the moment. We may know a little more tomorrow.
We were strong. After we left my Mom, we went home to cook dinner for Grandma and give her a bath. We told her not to worry about it...That she'd be okay.
I want to believe that.

My Vacation...

I sincerely apologize to everyone who has been faithful enough to keep stopping by. My time has not been my own for the most part. It seems the only time I do have to myself I have to waist on sleep or school (maybe I shouldn't have used the word...Waist').
My Grandma is doing well. Thanks for all the prayers and thoughts...I've felt them as I know she has. I am spending Thursday night with her. This is just such a wonderful opportunity for my children to know their great-grandma. All of my "greats" died out before I was born. Family is so very important to me.
A lot has been going on. My oldest brother (whom I wrote a not so great post about and I'm still dealing with his rejection) is getting a divorce. It has seemed to change his attitude towards my and my little sister's part of the family. Only time will tell and I'm not going to hold my breath.
My other older brother (the addict) got married yesterday. This is just so very exciting...Let me tell you (oops, I have to grab a napkin to wipe the sarcasm off that dripped on my chin).
Rogue Wit's blood pressure has pretty much stabilized. That makes me incredibly happy.
Rogue Wit's Mom, on the other hand, is having heart problems. They're not serious so far...So keep her in your prayers.
So what does this 'shite' have to do with my vacation? Well, I don't guess a whole damn lot but, it's taking up a lot of my time...time that I don't have. I felt like a junky tonight...Needing my blog-fix. You guys are my stress-relief.
I'll be posting while I'm down in New Orleans. I can't believe I'm going to be gone for a whole week. We'll be taking picture, pictures, pictures...So be ready. I'm planning on going on a swamp tour. I love reptiles and I want to see some gators! I'm thinking about taking a ghost tour as well. It is the most haunted city in America. Maybe I'll get my head back on straight and be able to smell the roses again. We leave early in the AM on the 13th...And I think we're coming back on the 20th. LOL, I'm more concerned about the going on vacation than the coming home part. hehehehe

I wonder

Does anybody watch the MythBusters?
I love that show.
I was wondering though, about some myths that I would be interested in having busted.
Does anyone really know if "swallowing" really makes your teeth whiter?
LOL...I guess we'll never know.



P.S.
Maybe we'll see...I posted the question on their open forum. LOL, I'll keep watching the show and let everyone know.

From the deep gray of the midnight fog
And the soft glow of warm breath
I stood and watched the twinkling stars
As the young and old a like both slept
Stillness was echoing through the silent dark hours
Calmness washed over me and I stood in the sweet chill
My heart was full
Of joy and burden
Yet, sweet is the joy of love
Overpowering is the feel of giving
Happiness is the result of doing
In the crystal cool air I stood a sentinel
And I felt at peace with life and all that is me

Eh

Today is a cold and lazy day. I wish that I could have stayed in bed and slept it away but, I don't think the little ones would have appreciated it. We've snuggled under blankets on the couch. Which is one of my favorite things to do...So it hasn't been too bad.
It has to be the weather that is making me so sleepy. I have always slept better in the cold and last night I slept very well in deed. While I sat in a nice soft couch a waiting my class to begin yesterday evening, I could barely keep my eyes open. I had to brake protocol and get some coffee to drink. Driving home in the rain while half asleep is a worse fate than drinking some coffee after 5pm. Even though I had a huge cup of Joe, I still fell right to sleep last night. That hasn't happened in some time. I even got to try out my heating comforter, which My Mother and Father-in-law had gotten me for my birthday. I have to say...It is the best damn present I've ever gotten. I love it...LOVE it! My face was cold and my feet were warm...I can't re-iterate enough how well I slept last night. The only problem is I am still so damn sleepy today. I know..."Bitch, bitch, bitch...". I can't help myself, it's genetic, LOL. I'm going to be staying with my Grandma tonight. I volunteered for this Wednesday and next Wednesday after my water aerobics class. My poor husband will likely not sleep well apart from me. I imagine he'll live though. Men are so funny. He can't sleep well when I' m in bed with him because I practically push him off the bed. In my defense, his Dad told me that what ever part of the bed isn't being used is fair game. And my husband doesn't sleep well when I'm gone. While I worked nights he was constantly tired from lack of sleep. Hmmm...

busy

I promise to have something of substance on here soon. Halloween is over and I was occupied the whole of yesterday taking all of my precious things down...And believe me, it took the entire day. My walls look so bare and the crisp orange and blacks are nowhere to be seen. It is not a sad time, though. It is merely the next step in the parade towards the end of the year. I for one am very ready for this year to be over with. It has been a little too exciting if you know what I mean.

My Grandmother arrived Sunday night. I helped bathe her and get her ready for bed after a long and exhausting drive from Illinois to Norman, Oklahoma (Go OU!). I'll be staying the night with her for the next two Wednesdays and then I'll have a better idea of what my new schedule will be...That is after I get back from New Orleans. I cannot wait to take a swamp tour! I have to get busy and get all of my school work caught up so my missing a week will not hinder my good grades. I have not had a vacation since 6th grade, folks...It's long over due. I'll be sending my lizards to my older sister's for the week. My cat will be left in the care of my Step-Sister. I will only be gone for the 3rd week of November but, I will have access to the Net and will be posting some of our adventures.

For those of you who have been visiting my site regulary, I am sorry I have not had time to stop by yours. Can you ever forgive my hectic schedule? I promise to stop by some time this week and get caught up on my reading. Thanks to everyone who wished me a Happy Halloween...It truly was a happy one. My husband has posted up the pics of our adventures in Trick-or-Treating on his site--Wit Style...which is in my links. I went as an ugly Arab man...I enjoyed kissing my husband all night while wearing a fake beard and mustache. I think it disturbed him a little as it did my kids...LOL. What can I say, I have a twisted since of humor that only those who know me can truly understand.

;)

Day After Halloween—by Shel Silverstein

Skeletons, spirits and haunts,
Skeletons, spirits and haunts.
It’s a Halloween sale:
A nickel a pail
For skeletons, spirits and haunts.

Skeletons, spirits and haunts,
More than most anyone wants.
Will you pay for a shock,
‘Cause we’re quite overstocked
On skeletons, spirits and haunts.