Going to the Chapel.....

Last night I was struck with the oddest realization. Watching a wedding on television, I suddenly realized that I would like to be married again. Not now, but someday. It felt as if I was suddenly being truthful with myself, and that all my relationship issues were pointless. Perhaps because it was not really a wish that I will, but a realization that I will. It is a surprisingly free feeling.

Bring me my coffee!!

Ha! I stole this picture from my brother's blog. Double - Ha! Ha! I often feel the need for some coffee before feeling human. I need a print of this to hang in the kitchen right over the coffee pot.

Who said I was bitter?!?!

The Holidays

We have begun the slide into the holiday season, those four months (yes, four) when single people are left to feel more alone and single. The idea that you could honestly end up all alone takes solid root in the darkest corner of your soul.

The sound of ice gently hitting the bottom of glasses fills the air. The soft murmur of cocktail conversations and jazz bands mix in the air. The cool air, which seems to be reserved for those occasions when ladies in evening dresses sip wine, wraps around me. I sit with my nose pressed to the window. My back to the party, I stare out over a small Texas town, one much smaller than my own, and dream.

This memory comes flooding back to me. Slowly I slide my head below the warm bubbly water, trying to dislodge those memories. I have entered this season with a new determination to embrace all the wonderful things in my life. I reach over the edge of the tub, gathering up my empty wine glass, I emerge from the tub. Trailing bubbles, I wander to the kitchen to repair this problem. Following my wet soapy footprints, I return to the warmth and bubbles of my tub. The candlelight dances along with the music. I feel weightless and happy. I allow my mind to drift to memories of laughter and smiles. Hands clasped, while we dance, I think of love.

Give Peace a Chance

I have marked my calender. On December 22, 2006, everyone is asked to support the peace movement by having an orgasm. Never let it be said that I am not one to support peace.

For futher information, you can visit: http://www.globalorgasm.org/

Friday's Child -

gives you....um, words fail me.

Happy Friday...

Bakuretsu Tenshi - Jo Tribute - Immigrant Song

Led Zepplin day here in Texas. Enjoy....

I am just a Bedroom Gangster

I have a tendency to destroy, break, over-use, kill, um....certain personal home machinery. So I went shopping for replacements at lunch, and then with my head still in the clouds, I came back to the office and surfed around a little on the web. Eyeing a rabbit that was on sale, I perused the reviews to see if it could - get the job done - if you will. The following were a couple that I had to share.....

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Very nice! Purrrrrr...-- Anonymous on July 21, 2005

Mother of GOD! This is the greatest anti-man ever! You will never need a man for the rest of your life! At least in a sexual sense! Every time I use it, it induces a whole new meaning for the word climax! The clitoral stimulating branch adds insurmountable pleasure! This is a must buy!-- Anonymous on March 14, 2005

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Perhaps I need to sit in Santa's lap and let him know that I have been a rather good girl this year.

Words to live by...

"Never make someone a priority when they only make you an option."

BAM! Friday's child given you....

one of her favorites.

Death comes for us all....

It has been nice knowing all of you. I have until May 10, 2010....check your own personal death date....www.deathclock.com

Hot like Wasabi....

A fish on a budget must learn to cook. This is what I have determined. I am sick to death of those frozen little Lean Cuisines. Now that I have my own place and my own little kitchen, I am prepared to be domestic. It has been several years since I have prepared a meal with my own two little hands. So last night, I viewed the making of dinner with a bit of trepidation.

I have been craving pork chops (sorry non-meat eaters) so I stop and purchase all that I need for the meal. I place my purchases on the counter and begin. I turn the little box over in my hand and read, slowly and carefully the directions for Shake and Bake (it has been a while). But with great and gentle care, I follow those directions, dipping my chops in egg and then rolling them about in the bread crumbs. I gingerly place them in the oven, studying the time to ensure that I bake them long enough. I wait. I pace. I glance in the oven. I study the color of the chops. I look at the clock. I wait some more.

Finally they are done. I settle onto the couch with my freshly prepared dinner. Suddenly I feel like an adult. Silly what makes you feel like a grown-up.

The Sound of Love

I sit outside, curled up in my peacock chair. My phone pressed to my ear. I stare out into the night, listening to a friend discuss her new life. There is a wonderful joy in her voice. It is like nothing I have ever heard before. It fills me with delight. Suddenly I understand that this sort of joy is worth the wait.

Leaving the straps on....

Giving 'til it hurts or at least tingles a bit....

This little fishy loves soccer. Thus I am giving in the grandest of the Friday's child traditions, a swedish soccer player....

Lonely No More....

I don't wanna be lonely no more
I don't wanna have to pay for this
I don't want to know the lover at my door
Is just another heartache on my list

I don't wanna be angry no more
You know I could never stand for this
So when you tell me that you love me know for sure
I don't want to be lonely anymore

Now its hard for me with my heart still on the mend
Open up to me, like you do your girlfriends
And you sing to me and it's harmony
Girl, what you do to me is everything
Make me say anything; just to get you back again
Why can we just try
(Rob Thomas)

I so love this song. It is exactly how I feel in this moment. Singing along, my mind instantly fills with memories of love. It is thrilling when a song manages to sum up everything so perfectly. I push anger aside and embrace the hope that I will not be lonely anymore.

Muertes Drawing by Daniel F. Martinez

Finally..... I love this drawing. A modern funky take on a traditional holiday and theme.

Dia de los Muertos

In all my moving about, I forgot to wish everyone a happy halloween. Boo!

To make up for it, and because I love the idea of this holiday. I am wishing you all a happy Dia de los Muertos. Though I am not sure that you would wish someone a happy one, but there it is.

I found a great picture for the day, but Blogger is not happy with me.....