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Monday, June 28, 2010
we rushed her to the vet and $300 later her dew claw is gone and a sample from a growth on her back toe is off to a lab. oy i am stressed about somegthing crazy coming back.
Then we get home and my upstairs neighbor brings me a baby bird that she found while walking her SPCA website and they said that if it has full feathers put it back in the nest and leave it be. It's not true that the mother will not take them back. So one rescued baby bird, done.
I do LOVE animals, it was just one of those random days when things go a little nutty. tomorrow we take of lanas bandage and I hope all is well. i should hear something about the cell results in a day or two.
She's my best four legged friend...don't know what I would do without her.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
My grandmother passed away on Sept 6th after a major stroke. It took her a week to drown because her pacemaker wouldn't shut off and she had a DNR. It was disturbing and horrifying.
I miss her.
This weekend we are going out for my best friends 40th birthday. I am looking forward to seeing her, but am not sure I am looking forward to the crowds and such at The Cheescake Factory. I gotta get over it I suppose.
I'm probably just PMSing.
I want to paint or draw or write and I can't because of my hand and shoulder. Stupid pinched nerves.....
Hope you all are well. If you are still around.... here's a little something funny.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
I am excited about this new voice. I think it's going to be wonderful if I can manage to rein in my thoughts.
Wish me luck!!
Monday, June 22, 2009
I would rub that belly all the time. She HATED it....lol.... she would make these squeeky noises to get me to stop and swat at my hands. She came into my life when Katrina did, along with her older sister Midnite. I only hoped that they would get to know me and like me. I didn't realize how much I would come to love them.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
We love the new place and so does Lana Mojo (the dog). One of our kitties turned yellow though so we are a bit concerned and treating her as best we can. I hope to get back to my creativity soon. Thanks for checking in!
Monday, April 13, 2009
Her voice was faint, blood choking her throat. Her nose broken she couldn't breathe. He picked her up and locked her in the bathroom. "Clean your face, i don't want you scaring the baby."
She pulled herself to her feet. Tried to stop the bleeding, her jaw distorted in the mirror. "I have to go to the hospital." He told her to deal with it.
Desperate not to die she told him that if he didn't take her to the hospital he was going to jail for murder. She said she would tell them that she "fell". He made her promise as he drove her to the hospital and shoved her out of the car at the emergency room door. She told the nurse that she fell. The nurse called, bullshit and notified the police.
The police came and arrested him in his car in the parking lot. He cried like a fucking bitch not to take him to jail. Meanwhile, she was trying to stay alive. Her mother rushing to the hospital to see her broken daughter. Stitches, bruising around her throat, broken ribs, broken jaw, missing teeth. Her beautiful face destroyed because of him.
I can't help but feel anger. I can't help thinking about what would be different if she had a decent father growing up. If she didn't need their approval. If she didn't feel like she deserved this, somehow. I am baffled as she struggles still. Trying to find her way. Trying to make a life for herself. To get her children back. My heart is broken for her and I don't know what to do.
She is stronger than she knows, she is loved more than she can imagine. She does not love herself. She doesn't know how. She knows how to get what she needs from them, and still the pain never really fades. She is an empty body, her spirit broken and defiled....
Monday, March 23, 2009
i have been trying to catch up with my blog friends and can't seem to get it together.
My mom is soo funny, we went out for ice cream and the girl behind the counter didn't believe that we were mother and daughter. She thought we were just friends. My mom is going to be 60 this year. She sure got a kick out of that!
I had a great day with my niece and nephew at the park. They were so much fun. It's a little chaotic around here, I hope to get creative soon.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
About me:I live my life with pride n respect. Its str8 up all bout the golden rule for damn sure. Im a single dad with 2 of the most beautiful n greatest kids n the world. I keep it 100% real 24/7 n if u cant keep it 100 too then u on the wrong page. But for those of u who can...much luv n respect n welcome to my page.
It makes me gag. It makes me want to choke the life out of him. I am not a violent person. I am not a hateful or evil person. This guy is EVERYTHING that I hate. He is pure evil and he doesn't deserve the freedom he has. This is the man who demoralized my sister so deeply that she felt that she deserved to be beaten nearly to death. He played every one of her insecurities and convinced her she was worthless. She was forced to runaway. when she finally got the courage to do so, he convinced her to come back, that he'd changed. When she sent the police away, he broke her jaw, and her nose, and proceeded to choke her. Their young son was in the other room listening to the horror.
He's an animal, and my sister for some reason dropped the charges on him. She let him live. She let him continue to breathe and suck the life out of everyone around him. she finally left the state. She had to leave her son. She had nothing. He continues to act as if HE is the motherfuckin victim. He refuses to let my family see my nephew. He threatens to get a restraining order against my mother if she sends letters or cards to her GRANDSON!
He is such a piece of fuckin shit!! I am soo angry. I don't know what to do with the anger. It eats away at my spirit. I want him to suffer the way that he makes everyone else suffer. I worry about my sweet nephew who is subject to his fathers mood swings. I don't know what to do. There's really nothing I can do. I can scream and yell and vent. I can be upset, but it doesn't get me anywhere and it doesn't hurt anyone but me.
Where do you put this kind of thing? How do you compartmentalize it? I know I will never get past this. Sometimes it leaves me alone and then days like today when my mom calls me and tells me that she sent her grandson a valentine (because she loves him), she gets threatened with a restraining order. UGH! It's soo frustrating and annoying and I wish I could just cuss his ass out, but it would just be worse for my sister. He would take it out on her.
My only hope is that my sister gets her shit together and gets he son back. Then finally sends his pussy ass to jail.
I'm sorry for so much cussin but sometimes it just feels right...
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
He will never win, I won't let him. I find ways to fight back. It's hard, but I fight. It hurts, but I fight. My friends bring shields and fight the monster with me. I feel ashamed that they even have to, but they understand. They love me no matter what.
I am loved, I am blessed, I will persevere!
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
My heart fluttered in my chest when the car pulled into my driveway. My hands were shaking, and it seemed the rest of me was paralyzed. The car door opened to reveal her, the one person I could always count on.
Blondish brown hair hung in her eyes. I watched her stand beside her car, waiting...for me. She wore a pair of red converse, black slacks, with a white button down shirt. Somehow she didn't notice the rain that drenched her. She just stood there smiling, knowing I had seen her through my window.
I rushed outside to greet her.
Only then did she move towards me.
"It's storming." She said. "I'm wearing my best shoes." Her quirky smile nearly made me melt.
I looked down at myself and gestured, "I am NOT wearing my best shoes." I turned and ran back into the house, put on my purple converse and ran back outside.
"That's better." She grinned and took my hand. "Let's dance."
I flung my arms around her neck and pulled her to me. "I will dance with you anytime, anywhere. With my best shoes on unashamed."
I didn't care if the neighbors were watching, it didn't matter if the world could see us. All that mattered was that she was there as she always promised. The music played as we laughed and danced......
Show me, show me, show me how you do that trick!
The one that makes me scream she said,
the one that makes me laugh she said,
and threw her arms around my neck.....
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Yea it's my favorite time of year.
Most of my family this year is up in Arkansas with my mom and grandma. We couldn't afford to go this year, what with all this Bush fun flyin around... I think we are all feeling the pinch.
I call up there a couple of times a day just to hear all the noise in the background. My brothers and sisters, and nieces and nephews. I miss them so much. My dad is here but... well we all know how that goes. We will be going down to my Aunts house in Miami. I love her, but the rest of the family I never really fit in with.
Christmas spirit makes all things bearable I guess.
I hope you all have a peaceful and blessed holiday this year. I hope you are with the ones you love, or if you can't be, at least enjoy the ones you are with.
My prayers remain, for peace and understanding for all.
Monday, December 08, 2008
I heard my name on the wind as I walked by. I smiled knowing that she was telling him about me. There was no new relationship without the explanation of our friendship. How do you explain something like that? The closeness? The need to talk, touch, be around each other?
My pillow filled tent was a welcome site, crawling in, I flopped on the overstuffed lumps of comfort. Opening the book I had been reading, I rolled onto my stomach and picked up where I left off.
"Can I come in?" a face at the door.
"Of course you can." I barely looked up. She always did this. "Wasn't your type?" I knew why she was here, I just don't think she did.
"I realized something." She said as she sat in front of me.
"Hmm? What's that?" I said, pretending to be uninterested.
"Well, I kept talking about you and I don't think he liked it. I realized that I didn't care if he liked it. I love you and if he can't understand that, he can't ever understand me."
"Cool." I felt butterflies in my belly. This wasn't unusual.
She moved closer to me, leaning forward as she spoke, "I know it's not much." I could feel her breath on my face now. "But, I wanted to try this..."
Soft, her lips were so soft. I was paralyzed with shock. It was tender and gentle. I lost myself in the moment. I kissed her back, and felt her smile against my mouth. It was slow and delibrate and I knew it meant something to both of us..........
DAMMIT!!! Sometimes the alarm clock really has bad timing!!!! lol
Sunday, December 07, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
I hope you all enjoyed your day of Thanks and were aware of all the things we have to be thankful for.
Good news is, I didn't over eat!! YAHOO!! lol
I'm working on a sketch that is taking me some time. I hope to have it posted in the next couple of days!
Thanks for checking in!@