Well I am hobbled no doubt about that. Sciatic nerve pain, so that means there is something pinching. Like I said Ouchies. :) My friend Beau had surgery yesterday for a ruptured Achilles. It was frayed I guess on both sides. Like a horse tail. :) So I have gone from a minimum 25 mile runner, and actually was inching up to 35 miles per week runner, to nothing. :) Beau works out almost every day, and now he is nothing for two weeks, and the cast can come off, but still not much. PHAT PHAT PHAT!!! Thanks for all the concern shown me through this. :) j/k. I guess I know when a blog is weird a blog is weird huh?? I actually had someone tell me I drink too much, and I am crazy before. Who drinks too much and blogs at 3:00 am anyway? BTW, you don't even know the crazy stuff. I could tell you all kinds of things that happened on my summer where you would know I was nuts. I was being shown stuff though.
I kept having dreams that Normal, IL at the time was full of bad fish. That it was dangerous. Whatever that meant. You know how it says come follow me, and I will teach you to be fishers of men?? I assume you could just say people. I didn't know what the heck I was doing anyway. Fighting for my life really, not this one, but the other. Despair despair despair every day. Mind you this was after 6 days of persecution where I prayed make it so I was never born. If I am evil let me die, and I prayed like Job and Solomon... well Job prayed he would be better off if he were never born, and Solomon stated better off are those who have never been born to never see all the evil that is done under the sun. I always liked Solomon. He was probably my favorite. I wanted to reach his heights of wisdom. I was afraid of the better off part. Does all wisdom lead to sadness?? No, because there is one who came, and overcame all, and brought a message of hope, and peace, and joy. It is a message delivered through the heart, but it isn't overnight. It is a journey as I said, and the direction is laid by one who has the best eyes. He guides in such a way as to teach you stuff. Not stuff you can learn in a book, but stuff you can learn in life.
Remember when I said Khien although just a housekeeper did a great job. He was diligent, and thorough, and all. He was a POW, who escaped by drugging the guards, and made it to America. A simple job... perhaps, but even simple jobs can be done good. Khien had the learning of life, and that Doctor had the learning of books. The puller of the strings of life is the better teacher for those who have eyes, and those who have ears. We all have them we just have to use them. Keep eyes and ears open. You will see stuff. Remember how I said teach the blind to see and the deaf to hear. That is what this is. This is a spiritual journey, and the law is spiritual. He who lives by the sword sure don't make sense any other way does it??? No, because the one who saves is living, and can do things every day for you on earth. He will never give you more than you can handle.
Don't shove away what he teaches... accept it. Some lessons are hard o.k.??? Trust him though he knows what he is doing. :)
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. We got this = courage and honesty. Courage to look at what is shown us. :)
Love You All!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You all are the best!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
extras of these!! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Extras of these xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Extras for Jen Gray because she lost her Mom this year. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Doreen and Jules too :) xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Now for really really cya cya cya!!!! :D :D
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Better-- Hey I used that title before. :)
It has been a bad week or so??? Something like that. I trust you all, and I plan on adding back. You know I have been through some stuff. Stuff I wouldn't wish on my own enemy. I shared a lot with a lot of you. A lot of the differences we had are for whatever, but so you know I trust you. I think you get me now too. I can be the nicest guy in the world... with help.... of course, and I can be the biggest dick.
Maybe some took things for granted, that I will always be here, but I think most have learned their lesson. Internally I am strong every morning. I do this blog thing, and the truth comes out. I like to have it come out in a nice way, but sometimes that is subject to others. I'd just as well leave that nasty sword at home inside, but I will use it when need be. To keep us on course. Not that I have any idea what the heck that is, but obviously that shit is done through me.
I have been a bad blogger as far as reading blogs. I don't know why. Some voices quiet me, Panders is one, and you know more and more and more I'd like to hear about your life. That shit fascinates me. See there are times when you do what you do that you think about things. Your head is quiet, and thoughts come to you. Whether it is memories, or ponderings of how you relate in this crazy little world. Where you have been where you are going. That shit is interesting to all.
I want to put this link up. It popped up on my screen the other day, and I read it. It is a pretty good post.
Anyway so you all know we will get this shit straightened out. When bad things happen to me, especially if the mirror gets turned on me, the sword comes out. You don't want to look at that shit believe me. Know this, I am not perfect. I don't pretend to be, and what is perfect anyway right?? I mean I was probably as perfect as anything during my summer of discontent. I ate once every two days probably. I never watched t.v. Every waking moment was spent outside, when not at work. I worked at my humble job very diligently, and I never really had anything mean to say to anyone. A man of few words. BUT I FELT LIKE SUCH A HORRIBLE PERSON. So dirty. The end of that summer was #1. A victory that led me into PICU for 6 days. That led to the physical depression, and then the energy was restored. I know when the energy was restored. I knew it at the exact second it happened. I was like really??? WOAH!! I then became a Joseph Heller zany nut. Fun was mine to be had, because I was free. There was nothing I could do about anything, but believe that days would be coming where I would do other things. Did I know those days would be 19 years or whatever later? Did I know it would last this long?? no. Did I know the people involved?? no, only 5.
All work I do is done through me. I am just something being used for a purpose. I go a little zany, and I am a nut. I don't take much on this earth as particularly important. In things pertaining to life and death it all is pretty silly. I mean when we are two steps from death what will we think about?? Our bank accounts?? Did we make the mortgage payments??? Do we have a top notch credit score?? Nah, we will think about friends and family, and that we are done.
Hell I know this is long, but I want to tell you a little story. My step-mom went like Jen Gray's mom. Cancer, and only so much time to live. I didn't like women too much at this time. After Carolynn broke up with me I lost trust. I lost trust in God, and women, and all. I smoked pot for the first time, had sex for the first time, even tried cocaine for the first of 2 times. What the hell did any of that shit get me?? My mom was in pain for quite a while. I looked at it as a sign of weakness. I didn't trust it. I know real dickish of me. I didn't want to go to my college graduation, because I didn't think it was a big deal. I was not that impressed with myself, because I was searching, and I had no answers. My mom and dad made me go to it, because they were coming to see it. I guess they were proud. Weird, because I never really was proud of myself. I am glad they did, because shortly after we got news my step-mom was going to die. It was like a boulder crushed my soul. This person who at this point I liked kinda, but whatever, I really wasn't into family too much at the time, was going to die. WOAH!!! That shit really happens huh?? Something for me to look at. A little part of my journey. Seeing her casket face on Christmas the day before she died, was....eeeeek!!!. Seeing her ballooned up with water weight, cause of some incompetent doctor to add to her suffering. Ways to look at life. Seeing life as this ugly thing. Rose colored glasses off, real ones on. You know where my journey ended after the "Journey"?? My rose colored glasses came back on. All is good in my world, because with a blessing that where it leads. You have to see necessary things. Don't worry about things, just keep your eyes open. Yeah there are some shitty things, but you know when eventually you all get out of your cocoon, you will have a pure heart. One of the beatitudes right??? :)
We got this!!!! :)
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. I am fucked as far as running is for the time being. It hurts like a bitch when I wake up in the morning just to walk. Ouchies!!! :) I don't really give a shit, except for the pain part. That really sucks. :) It loosens up eventually as I walk though so I can still work. :)
Love You All!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You all are the best!!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
extras for those great people overseas xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Doreen and whoever she would ever want to give them too. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo :)
The rest of you's too. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
MWAH MWAH MWAH!!!!! :)
Now for really really cya cya cya!!! :D :D
Maybe some took things for granted, that I will always be here, but I think most have learned their lesson. Internally I am strong every morning. I do this blog thing, and the truth comes out. I like to have it come out in a nice way, but sometimes that is subject to others. I'd just as well leave that nasty sword at home inside, but I will use it when need be. To keep us on course. Not that I have any idea what the heck that is, but obviously that shit is done through me.
I have been a bad blogger as far as reading blogs. I don't know why. Some voices quiet me, Panders is one, and you know more and more and more I'd like to hear about your life. That shit fascinates me. See there are times when you do what you do that you think about things. Your head is quiet, and thoughts come to you. Whether it is memories, or ponderings of how you relate in this crazy little world. Where you have been where you are going. That shit is interesting to all.
I want to put this link up. It popped up on my screen the other day, and I read it. It is a pretty good post.
Anyway so you all know we will get this shit straightened out. When bad things happen to me, especially if the mirror gets turned on me, the sword comes out. You don't want to look at that shit believe me. Know this, I am not perfect. I don't pretend to be, and what is perfect anyway right?? I mean I was probably as perfect as anything during my summer of discontent. I ate once every two days probably. I never watched t.v. Every waking moment was spent outside, when not at work. I worked at my humble job very diligently, and I never really had anything mean to say to anyone. A man of few words. BUT I FELT LIKE SUCH A HORRIBLE PERSON. So dirty. The end of that summer was #1. A victory that led me into PICU for 6 days. That led to the physical depression, and then the energy was restored. I know when the energy was restored. I knew it at the exact second it happened. I was like really??? WOAH!! I then became a Joseph Heller zany nut. Fun was mine to be had, because I was free. There was nothing I could do about anything, but believe that days would be coming where I would do other things. Did I know those days would be 19 years or whatever later? Did I know it would last this long?? no. Did I know the people involved?? no, only 5.
All work I do is done through me. I am just something being used for a purpose. I go a little zany, and I am a nut. I don't take much on this earth as particularly important. In things pertaining to life and death it all is pretty silly. I mean when we are two steps from death what will we think about?? Our bank accounts?? Did we make the mortgage payments??? Do we have a top notch credit score?? Nah, we will think about friends and family, and that we are done.
Hell I know this is long, but I want to tell you a little story. My step-mom went like Jen Gray's mom. Cancer, and only so much time to live. I didn't like women too much at this time. After Carolynn broke up with me I lost trust. I lost trust in God, and women, and all. I smoked pot for the first time, had sex for the first time, even tried cocaine for the first of 2 times. What the hell did any of that shit get me?? My mom was in pain for quite a while. I looked at it as a sign of weakness. I didn't trust it. I know real dickish of me. I didn't want to go to my college graduation, because I didn't think it was a big deal. I was not that impressed with myself, because I was searching, and I had no answers. My mom and dad made me go to it, because they were coming to see it. I guess they were proud. Weird, because I never really was proud of myself. I am glad they did, because shortly after we got news my step-mom was going to die. It was like a boulder crushed my soul. This person who at this point I liked kinda, but whatever, I really wasn't into family too much at the time, was going to die. WOAH!!! That shit really happens huh?? Something for me to look at. A little part of my journey. Seeing her casket face on Christmas the day before she died, was....eeeeek!!!. Seeing her ballooned up with water weight, cause of some incompetent doctor to add to her suffering. Ways to look at life. Seeing life as this ugly thing. Rose colored glasses off, real ones on. You know where my journey ended after the "Journey"?? My rose colored glasses came back on. All is good in my world, because with a blessing that where it leads. You have to see necessary things. Don't worry about things, just keep your eyes open. Yeah there are some shitty things, but you know when eventually you all get out of your cocoon, you will have a pure heart. One of the beatitudes right??? :)
We got this!!!! :)
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. I am fucked as far as running is for the time being. It hurts like a bitch when I wake up in the morning just to walk. Ouchies!!! :) I don't really give a shit, except for the pain part. That really sucks. :) It loosens up eventually as I walk though so I can still work. :)
Love You All!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You all are the best!!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
extras for those great people overseas xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Doreen and whoever she would ever want to give them too. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo :)
The rest of you's too. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
MWAH MWAH MWAH!!!!! :)
Now for really really cya cya cya!!! :D :D
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Sunshine
Bringing the heavy guns today, because it really is all about the heavy guns. Things have not been going good for the bloggers I have been reading. Why you ask?? I will give you 3 scenarios, and I am guessing all 3.
1. They don't believe
2. They tried to turn the mirror on me.
3. Pretend this isn't real???
This is real folks. I want to tell you something. If I have said I was supposed to hit the alligator on the head 3 times, and then Katrina and I can hug. Katrina is one of the original 5. Look it up. Parable of the 5 coins. When I was told to stop hanging out with Lora, because I, as far as, religious terms goes was the worst of the worst, I did it. I wasn't happy, because I already suffered more than anyone I ever knew on this Earth. I did it. What did I do??? I believed and was obedient.
Now if I say I have the best in me, and the worst in me, what does that tell you?? That probably means you should BELIEVE what I write and say here huh?? I will even give you a little sunshine, which I did not have. If you feel judged, if you feel like you are doomed to Hades, ignore it. That is the worst in me. We all can be judged. The sword is used for judgment. The sword is the word of God. Our goal is to hit the Garden of Eden. The Garden of Eden is surrounded by 4 great swords. Satan is very gifted with the sword, and so are his friends. Remember when I told you I was in a sword fight with those who had Hatori Hanso swords, and I had a utility knife?? I was judged, despair, etc.... I won, because I had one on my side. He put me through those types of things to help make me strong. When, and if you feel judged ignore it. It means nothing. Do not despair. Yes those were evil spirits allowed to come inside of me. Yes that shit is real. You don't know the half of it. If I were rich in spirit I could overcome those on my own, but I am poor in spirit, so I would learn how to trust. Remember the quid pro quo???
Things you do have to do though is believe this. It is a shitty story. Whether it is Noah, and his saving a very few of the total people on Earth. Whether it is the Jewish people who be numbered as the sand of the sea, yet only the remnant shall be saved. There is nothing that can save you on Earth. Good bank accounts, Working out 1000 hours each day, a good work ethic, a good body. Nothing helps you, but you have to believe. I said If there is some reason I am here on Earth let me do that instead of anything else. The hard turn. The one you couldn't hang with. Doesn't matter, because you can do this now. Want to know what he said when I asked why I was so far away??? He said to save more lives.
Now if I have the worst in me here on Earth, what does that tell you?? In the garbage room at Bromenn Healthcare was the "life" giving reproof. He who listens to the life giving reproof will get understanding. Let him who hath understanding...
Quit Fucking around.
Thank you Jen Gray again for keeping us afloat.
If this is the case please tell me what is so important that the rest of you are doing??? I know it sucks, but hey, at least you aren't in a concentration camp.
To all the honest commenters, like a Jen Gray, a Cory Schoroeder, a Carol Booth, A Gene Carr, Tia, Kim S. (in her own way) Sue White. Victor, Jeff Stark, etc... you have done a brave thing. You think Gina is strong??? She pretends to not even read, so you are all stronger than her. Doreen too of course too, one of the strongest, probably the strongest. (Jules too in her own way) :) Selena too, and Tony, and Tony's wife. Sorry if I forgot any. Oops, Charity too.
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. Thanksgiving's race was to the Garden of Eden. I went somewhere no one else can go. :) Matrix zone it appears can overcome the sword. Umm. I had help of course, and now I help you. Gotta believe folks. :)
Love you all xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You all are the best xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
extras of these. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
And these. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Now for really really cya cya cya!!!! :D :D
1. They don't believe
2. They tried to turn the mirror on me.
3. Pretend this isn't real???
This is real folks. I want to tell you something. If I have said I was supposed to hit the alligator on the head 3 times, and then Katrina and I can hug. Katrina is one of the original 5. Look it up. Parable of the 5 coins. When I was told to stop hanging out with Lora, because I, as far as, religious terms goes was the worst of the worst, I did it. I wasn't happy, because I already suffered more than anyone I ever knew on this Earth. I did it. What did I do??? I believed and was obedient.
Now if I say I have the best in me, and the worst in me, what does that tell you?? That probably means you should BELIEVE what I write and say here huh?? I will even give you a little sunshine, which I did not have. If you feel judged, if you feel like you are doomed to Hades, ignore it. That is the worst in me. We all can be judged. The sword is used for judgment. The sword is the word of God. Our goal is to hit the Garden of Eden. The Garden of Eden is surrounded by 4 great swords. Satan is very gifted with the sword, and so are his friends. Remember when I told you I was in a sword fight with those who had Hatori Hanso swords, and I had a utility knife?? I was judged, despair, etc.... I won, because I had one on my side. He put me through those types of things to help make me strong. When, and if you feel judged ignore it. It means nothing. Do not despair. Yes those were evil spirits allowed to come inside of me. Yes that shit is real. You don't know the half of it. If I were rich in spirit I could overcome those on my own, but I am poor in spirit, so I would learn how to trust. Remember the quid pro quo???
Things you do have to do though is believe this. It is a shitty story. Whether it is Noah, and his saving a very few of the total people on Earth. Whether it is the Jewish people who be numbered as the sand of the sea, yet only the remnant shall be saved. There is nothing that can save you on Earth. Good bank accounts, Working out 1000 hours each day, a good work ethic, a good body. Nothing helps you, but you have to believe. I said If there is some reason I am here on Earth let me do that instead of anything else. The hard turn. The one you couldn't hang with. Doesn't matter, because you can do this now. Want to know what he said when I asked why I was so far away??? He said to save more lives.
Now if I have the worst in me here on Earth, what does that tell you?? In the garbage room at Bromenn Healthcare was the "life" giving reproof. He who listens to the life giving reproof will get understanding. Let him who hath understanding...
Quit Fucking around.
Thank you Jen Gray again for keeping us afloat.
If this is the case please tell me what is so important that the rest of you are doing??? I know it sucks, but hey, at least you aren't in a concentration camp.
To all the honest commenters, like a Jen Gray, a Cory Schoroeder, a Carol Booth, A Gene Carr, Tia, Kim S. (in her own way) Sue White. Victor, Jeff Stark, etc... you have done a brave thing. You think Gina is strong??? She pretends to not even read, so you are all stronger than her. Doreen too of course too, one of the strongest, probably the strongest. (Jules too in her own way) :) Selena too, and Tony, and Tony's wife. Sorry if I forgot any. Oops, Charity too.
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. Thanksgiving's race was to the Garden of Eden. I went somewhere no one else can go. :) Matrix zone it appears can overcome the sword. Umm. I had help of course, and now I help you. Gotta believe folks. :)
Love you all xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You all are the best xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
extras of these. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
And these. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Now for really really cya cya cya!!!! :D :D
Monday, April 4, 2011
I Swear A Lot So This Title Has The Word Fuck In It!!
First off, I want to apologize to Cory Schroeder, and Carol "Booth" Rodriguez. I am such an ass. I'd like to say it is just a simple thing as me being a drunk stupid piece of crap, but unfortunately there is more going on than just me. Carol and Cory are both strong people though, so they can hack my assiness. :) Carol handled it right too, by calling me a fucker. Sure why not. I am a dick. We all know it. :)
I am still not running. I have that pinched nerve thing in my ass. Still hurts, especially when I sit, and then stand up. Holy Fuck!! I should get around to sitting on a tennis ball. We'll see. It doesn't really matter. I REALLY REALLY REALLY have no running goals. It is just for fun. I don't remember the last time I ran, and you know what??? It doesn't matter. I can always get in shape. Shit happens. I am glad I stopped running though. Injury was more than it appeared. I could still run on it, and then suffer a couple days off, and run again. This thing was deep though. I think it stemmed from my shoveling escapade in the winter. There must be something to deep pain you can keep buried and function, but you will not heal. You know kinda like a bruise. Once it starts coming to the surface it hurts more, but when it is buried is probably when it is the least healthy. Pain to the surface is our way of healing. :)
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. I added another blogger back. She is funny, and is interested in more than just triathlon. Btw I have pretty much zero interest in triathlon. :) Don't know a fucking thing about it, and don't want to. :)
So yeah, this is me!!! I like to ride my bike, and run with the group. I like to drink, listen to music, cook dinners, hang out with my wife. Read sometimes, watch a movie. I like to watch flowers bloom throughout the season too. I like to live life. I looked at all the shit already though. A necessary step.
Just going to throw extras of these for you all. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo o.k. :)
Now for really really cya cya cya!!! :D :D
I am still not running. I have that pinched nerve thing in my ass. Still hurts, especially when I sit, and then stand up. Holy Fuck!! I should get around to sitting on a tennis ball. We'll see. It doesn't really matter. I REALLY REALLY REALLY have no running goals. It is just for fun. I don't remember the last time I ran, and you know what??? It doesn't matter. I can always get in shape. Shit happens. I am glad I stopped running though. Injury was more than it appeared. I could still run on it, and then suffer a couple days off, and run again. This thing was deep though. I think it stemmed from my shoveling escapade in the winter. There must be something to deep pain you can keep buried and function, but you will not heal. You know kinda like a bruise. Once it starts coming to the surface it hurts more, but when it is buried is probably when it is the least healthy. Pain to the surface is our way of healing. :)
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. I added another blogger back. She is funny, and is interested in more than just triathlon. Btw I have pretty much zero interest in triathlon. :) Don't know a fucking thing about it, and don't want to. :)
So yeah, this is me!!! I like to ride my bike, and run with the group. I like to drink, listen to music, cook dinners, hang out with my wife. Read sometimes, watch a movie. I like to watch flowers bloom throughout the season too. I like to live life. I looked at all the shit already though. A necessary step.
Just going to throw extras of these for you all. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo o.k. :)
Now for really really cya cya cya!!! :D :D
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Uh Ohhhhhhhhh!!!
I had a lot on my mind this morning, so not sure where this is going. It can go anywhere. :) First off I should let you know my special decial super secret plans got changed yesterday. We were going to go to a comedy club after a cook out, but Beau ruptured his achilles. Btw rupture and tear are the same thing. Charity texted me he is out 6 weeks with a tear, and I was like, "Oh a tear must be not as bad as a rupture, I thought achilles had a long recovery." Turns out the 6 weeks is until he can walk. YIKES!! That really sucks, cause Beau is very active, he plays a lot of basketball, and works out almost every day. Now what??? Crabby, that is what. More than usual probably. :) #YIKES!!!
There is one bright side to this though, and that is he will have one of them fucked up legs that is skinnier than the other. That will be good. I totally want to be there when Jacob gets a look at that. Holy crap will he bust his balls. Worse than me probably. That is one thing to be excited about. :) Can't wait!!! :)
I'll just go into this one thing I was thinking. It came from one of Paulette's 8 million posts. Something a caterpillar in his/her cocoon thinks their life is over, but they come out a butterfly. That is what you all have done, in some degree or another. You buried yourself in your own web, and you are trapped. No way out, you are stuck. I don't know if you feel it or not, but that is human nature. No way to not do that. You know how I said girls are the stronger sex. More honest. How could that be?? Because typically there path will be easier I am guessing. Men bury more, cause maybe really they can handle more, and it might be tough. Like that dude at work. He is really fucked up, and has been for a long while. He was a good worker when I moved there, and was my best employee. He was really a good friend of mine too. He graduated college, and something happened. Maybe too much computer time. Life not as happily ever after as he thought, who knows. He has been on a downward spiral for a long time. He has so much shit to deal with right now, and he has to overcome the religious hypocrisy too. Posting religious shit, while we all know what he did. Yeah, that kind of shit.
Anyway that is why it says the truth will set you free. It untangles you from all you buried, and all you trapped yourself in. It untangles a little at a time, because too much is too much. You have help with this though, and some of you try not to look. That doesn't show strength btw.
How am I going to build up my rhs??? I have no idea. All will work out though, that I am sure.
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. Happy Mums day to those overseas. :)
Love You All!!! :)
You All are the best!!!! :)
Like to throw extra of these for those funny people overseas. xxxxxxxxxx :)
For the rest of you tooooooo xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo :)
Now for really really cya cya cya!!! :D :D
There is one bright side to this though, and that is he will have one of them fucked up legs that is skinnier than the other. That will be good. I totally want to be there when Jacob gets a look at that. Holy crap will he bust his balls. Worse than me probably. That is one thing to be excited about. :) Can't wait!!! :)
I'll just go into this one thing I was thinking. It came from one of Paulette's 8 million posts. Something a caterpillar in his/her cocoon thinks their life is over, but they come out a butterfly. That is what you all have done, in some degree or another. You buried yourself in your own web, and you are trapped. No way out, you are stuck. I don't know if you feel it or not, but that is human nature. No way to not do that. You know how I said girls are the stronger sex. More honest. How could that be?? Because typically there path will be easier I am guessing. Men bury more, cause maybe really they can handle more, and it might be tough. Like that dude at work. He is really fucked up, and has been for a long while. He was a good worker when I moved there, and was my best employee. He was really a good friend of mine too. He graduated college, and something happened. Maybe too much computer time. Life not as happily ever after as he thought, who knows. He has been on a downward spiral for a long time. He has so much shit to deal with right now, and he has to overcome the religious hypocrisy too. Posting religious shit, while we all know what he did. Yeah, that kind of shit.
Anyway that is why it says the truth will set you free. It untangles you from all you buried, and all you trapped yourself in. It untangles a little at a time, because too much is too much. You have help with this though, and some of you try not to look. That doesn't show strength btw.
How am I going to build up my rhs??? I have no idea. All will work out though, that I am sure.
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. Happy Mums day to those overseas. :)
Love You All!!! :)
You All are the best!!!! :)
Like to throw extra of these for those funny people overseas. xxxxxxxxxx :)
For the rest of you tooooooo xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo :)
Now for really really cya cya cya!!! :D :D
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Pure Glam Baby!!! :)
Well, I cannot run today, so I decided to work. Yayyyyy!! living the dream. Actually I don't mind work, so no biggie going in for 4 hours. I will be done by 9:00 am. I will have the whole day to myself. I should get some stuff done around the house, so maybe that is what I will do. We have fun stuff planned for tonight, but it is a secret. #shhhhh.
I really don't have much to write about today, so have a feeling it may be a bit boring. You want to know what I thought about this morning before I got up?? "Good Will Hunting" When Robin Williams was busting Will's chops about regurgitating things he read in a book. Saying lame, lame, lame. It is too. People a lot of times want to impress people with how great they are. Fuck you!!! Impress us with how shitty you are if you want to impress us. Show us who YOU are. Why do you think I have a Jen Gray, and the O'Tooles, and Iron Min, and Jen H, and Panders, Sugarleg and the others on my rhs. Olga and Leigh don't even blog hardly. lol. They don't want to show how great they are. They just show how fucking real they are. I swear sometimes people just want to write what they think people want to hear. Ummm no. If you look inside yourself you will find who you are. If you write from the heart instead of your head that is what everyone wants to see. That shit is fascinating.
Like Robin said, don't tell me about what you read in a book, that is boring. If you wanna talk about you, then I am in. I am fascinated.
I mean how much time have I spent reading some people?? Really, your whole life revolves around the next upcoming race?? You have been perfect your whole fucking life, and now you just train for races, and perfection continues to roll your way?? You think that is tough, but that shit is lame lame lame. Tough is letting people in. What the fuck happened???
If I follow your blog I have seen your updates, it goes to my reader. If you are not on my rhs, I haven't seen any updates, and you are not in my reader.
Life can be funny, life can be zany, life can be sad, and all. If you show people nothing then you are bland. You have no spice no zeal.
Ha Ha Ha!! I am such a prick!! :)
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. White Sox, Bulls, and Hawks win, and Cubs lose. Perfect day???? I think so. :)))
Love You All!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You all are the best!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Like to throw extra of these to those funny ladies overseas. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Extras for the rest of you toooooooo!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
p.p.s. Why do people disappear after a post like yesterday??? That is weird to me. Oh well.
MWAH!!!! :)))
I really don't have much to write about today, so have a feeling it may be a bit boring. You want to know what I thought about this morning before I got up?? "Good Will Hunting" When Robin Williams was busting Will's chops about regurgitating things he read in a book. Saying lame, lame, lame. It is too. People a lot of times want to impress people with how great they are. Fuck you!!! Impress us with how shitty you are if you want to impress us. Show us who YOU are. Why do you think I have a Jen Gray, and the O'Tooles, and Iron Min, and Jen H, and Panders, Sugarleg and the others on my rhs. Olga and Leigh don't even blog hardly. lol. They don't want to show how great they are. They just show how fucking real they are. I swear sometimes people just want to write what they think people want to hear. Ummm no. If you look inside yourself you will find who you are. If you write from the heart instead of your head that is what everyone wants to see. That shit is fascinating.
Like Robin said, don't tell me about what you read in a book, that is boring. If you wanna talk about you, then I am in. I am fascinated.
I mean how much time have I spent reading some people?? Really, your whole life revolves around the next upcoming race?? You have been perfect your whole fucking life, and now you just train for races, and perfection continues to roll your way?? You think that is tough, but that shit is lame lame lame. Tough is letting people in. What the fuck happened???
If I follow your blog I have seen your updates, it goes to my reader. If you are not on my rhs, I haven't seen any updates, and you are not in my reader.
Life can be funny, life can be zany, life can be sad, and all. If you show people nothing then you are bland. You have no spice no zeal.
Ha Ha Ha!! I am such a prick!! :)
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. White Sox, Bulls, and Hawks win, and Cubs lose. Perfect day???? I think so. :)))
Love You All!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You all are the best!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Like to throw extra of these to those funny ladies overseas. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Extras for the rest of you toooooooo!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
p.p.s. Why do people disappear after a post like yesterday??? That is weird to me. Oh well.
MWAH!!!! :)))
Friday, April 1, 2011
It Is The Little Things.... or is it widdle??? :)
First off this little video put me in the best mood ever. Shoot it is a facebook video, and I cannot share here. Oh well. It was Jen Gray gettin a little crazy singing an old Leo Sayer song. She was having a good day, and I don't know if anything could have put me in a better mood. You'll just have to trust me on this. I watched it for like 150 times. :)
We had to take our dog Jazz to the vet. She is old, a lab, and 12 years old. She has a fatty growth on her hip that is the size of a small car. Not much you can do with those, but doesn't bug her much. She had these oily pour sores that looked gross. Vet said those are normal too. Not much you can do with em. Of all the dogs to put down Jazz is the least one I'd be able to handle. I told her before we left if we have to put you down, I am going to kill you. She got the hint. All is good. :)
Do you remember my other lab story?? I think I wrote about it before. Toby my childhood black lab died. I was scared to touch the dead corpse, although I loved the dog a ton. That bugged me. In someway I buried all that sadness. I didn't want to deal with it. You know what it turned into??? An ugly fight. A screaming match between me and my girlfriend Carolynn at the time. Carolynn responded with a fight back, it was going to be an ugly one. She stopped short. She apologized, and said, "I am sorry, you just lost your dog, and I am being a bitch." I cried, and cried, and cried. It killed me I was afraid to touch the corpse of my beloved dog. When it came to saying good bye I couldn't do it. No more fight.
That is what life is. Deal with the sad shit, or it turns into something ugly. We need help with that sad shit, and that is why we have the mirror. We can all relate to the sad shit, because we would all feel for you. I have examples at work of people who you would think wouldn't harm a fly, and boom almost tried to kill his wife??? wtf?? extreme I know, but that dude needs to deal with that shit. How could he be led so far away to be seemingly so bad???? Cause he is a strong one, and he will be able to deal with that shit. We are never given too much, but we still have to deal with it.
On a lighter note, an e-mail exchange between bil and I. :)
http://www.hollandsentinel.
Do you have a subscription to the Holland Sentinel?? i wanna read this story but not fucking pay for it!!!
You have to pay for online shit now??? Wtf?? No, no subscription. Your hometown doesn't interest me that much!! Ha Ha!! :)
i visit that site for 2 minutes once every 3 months. fuck the holland sentinel
I surfed 7am today, overhead bombs, all alone, sun rising. came home, hot shower, breakfast, dump, water plants, walked jake, read book, coffee..... life doesn't get any better brother!
Fuck you asshole. I went to work at 5:00 am. It was fucking 20 degrees outside when I went to work. Fuck Hawaii. I love Michigan. can't wait for February again. lol.
it's just a 9 hr flight from chicago. what the fuck you waiting for? it's beed 3 fucking years for christ's
sake?
lol
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. I shared that story with Nancy O'Toole once, back in the dark ages when we were still FB friends. Life has a lot of strange twists and turns huh???
Love you all!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You all are the best. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
I like to throw extra of these for those ladies across seas. xxxxxxxxxxxx
I like to throw extra for the rest of you too. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo :)))
MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH!!!!! :)))
Now for really really cya cya cya!!!! :D :D
We had to take our dog Jazz to the vet. She is old, a lab, and 12 years old. She has a fatty growth on her hip that is the size of a small car. Not much you can do with those, but doesn't bug her much. She had these oily pour sores that looked gross. Vet said those are normal too. Not much you can do with em. Of all the dogs to put down Jazz is the least one I'd be able to handle. I told her before we left if we have to put you down, I am going to kill you. She got the hint. All is good. :)
Do you remember my other lab story?? I think I wrote about it before. Toby my childhood black lab died. I was scared to touch the dead corpse, although I loved the dog a ton. That bugged me. In someway I buried all that sadness. I didn't want to deal with it. You know what it turned into??? An ugly fight. A screaming match between me and my girlfriend Carolynn at the time. Carolynn responded with a fight back, it was going to be an ugly one. She stopped short. She apologized, and said, "I am sorry, you just lost your dog, and I am being a bitch." I cried, and cried, and cried. It killed me I was afraid to touch the corpse of my beloved dog. When it came to saying good bye I couldn't do it. No more fight.
That is what life is. Deal with the sad shit, or it turns into something ugly. We need help with that sad shit, and that is why we have the mirror. We can all relate to the sad shit, because we would all feel for you. I have examples at work of people who you would think wouldn't harm a fly, and boom almost tried to kill his wife??? wtf?? extreme I know, but that dude needs to deal with that shit. How could he be led so far away to be seemingly so bad???? Cause he is a strong one, and he will be able to deal with that shit. We are never given too much, but we still have to deal with it.
On a lighter note, an e-mail exchange between bil and I. :)
http://www.hollandsentinel.
Do you have a subscription to the Holland Sentinel?? i wanna read this story but not fucking pay for it!!!
You have to pay for online shit now??? Wtf?? No, no subscription. Your hometown doesn't interest me that much!! Ha Ha!! :)
i visit that site for 2 minutes once every 3 months. fuck the holland sentinel
I surfed 7am today, overhead bombs, all alone, sun rising. came home, hot shower, breakfast, dump, water plants, walked jake, read book, coffee..... life doesn't get any better brother!
Fuck you asshole. I went to work at 5:00 am. It was fucking 20 degrees outside when I went to work. Fuck Hawaii. I love Michigan. can't wait for February again. lol.
it's just a 9 hr flight from chicago. what the fuck you waiting for? it's beed 3 fucking years for christ's
sake?
lol
That is it for today!!! :)
Thanks for reading!!! :)
Hope Everyone has a Great and Awesome Day!!! :)
xo's!!! :)
Love You All!!! :)
p.s. I shared that story with Nancy O'Toole once, back in the dark ages when we were still FB friends. Life has a lot of strange twists and turns huh???
Love you all!!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
You all are the best. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
I like to throw extra of these for those ladies across seas. xxxxxxxxxxxx
I like to throw extra for the rest of you too. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo :)))
MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH!!!!! :)))
Now for really really cya cya cya!!!! :D :D
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