Tuesday, April 17, 2012

something has to give


i don't mean to be a whiner
but
..i have a pimple..
im almost an old lady and im still fighting acne
it's true
if you saw it you would probably thinking nothing of it
you may would not even notice the huge mass or shall i say tumor that i seem to only see
but it's there and it will NOT go away
it's amazing how a pimple will bring you down
i know what your thinking
"just pop it"
but this little buddy is beyond popable
so in an effort to somehow kick my zits booty
i decided i would google some ways to speed up the process
and so this is what i have come up with so far...

1.  apply toothpaste ( not the gel kind ) on your pimple
before you go to bed, it should reduce swelling overnight

im not sure about this one, i honestly can't help but
see myself covered in toothpaste and i do mean all in my hair!

2. place strawberry leaves on the acne, the alkalinity helps to reduce the swelling.

who does this??

3. massage the face with the skin of lemon before washing with lukewarm water

4. crush a couple of garlic gloves and dab on the face 1-2 times a day

i thought the lemon was insane, this is against my hygiene!

5. apply ripe tomatoes pulp on acne for one hour, then wash

why waste a perfectly good tomato?


... but fyi
im not genius enough to attempt them
so lucky for my pores
i will be making a trip to town tomorrow
to find something that will probably be completely useless

:  (

Monday, April 16, 2012

recipe for deliciousness


ok, i know what your thinking
"not another cooking disaster!"
but i can actually cook believe or not!

i've been hanging out in the kitchen more these days
trying out recipes and such
i wanna impress my soon to be hubby ya know?
see, i'll soon be his source for survival

he isn't going to starve like he thinks
he will be just fine

i LOVE this recipe
so i decided to share it
it's super easy and super good
& i can't wait to cook it for him soon

crazy tracys chicken roll-ups

what you will need:
1 can of crescent rolls
1 can cream of chicken soup ( add a little milk)
shredded cheese
boneless chicken cut up ( salt and pepper)

this is what you do:
salt and pepper cut up chicken
lay out each individual cresent roll then insert chicken
sprinkle shredded cheese on top then roll up
put each rolled up chicken in pan then add your can of cream of chicken soup atop
sprinkle shredded cheese on top
heat oven to 400 degrees and cook until top turns golden brown

Thursday, April 12, 2012

i can't seem to finish it



..i can't hang a star beside the moon
nor can i tell a flower the hour to bloom..

..the tide will never cease because of me
it will always be what it was meant to be..

i adore poetry
but it erks me when i can't seem to finish a piece
i always feel like i could have written more
or maybe i should have emphasized this word more
but maybe poetry is meant to be unfinished
left for the mind to unravel for itself

just as art is
no one sees the same story you see with your pair of eyes
no one feels the same emotions that you feel inside
that is what makes the human mind a beautiful thing



















Wednesday, April 11, 2012

the greatest is love



love is patient, love is kind
it does not envy, it does not boast,
it is not proud
it is not rude
it is not self-seeking
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs;
love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth
it always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always preserves

love never fails

1 corinthians

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

looking back


the last time my daddy heard me sing
i was eighteen years old
i gave it up that year
i guess it was after my voice lessons with
country music singer debra allen
i realized i just didn't want it
she taught me a few things i have to admit
but it seemed like all she was worried about
was my physical appearance
so
i gave it up
and i probably gave up alot more than i realize now

last night i sang for him
i've been working on something special for our wedding
and it is really coming together well
i could tell he was proud to see me alive again
see, when a singer puts down her microphone
she kind of dies
musically speaking
i feel like i have harmonically died
but when i pick that microphone back up
im alive again
music isn't all about talent
music brings forth confidence and personality
i used to light up a room when i sang in a crowded room
people would stop dead in their tracks
it's a feeling that is just undescribable
and i do miss those days


but i've still got it!





Wednesday, March 28, 2012

here with you



 
would it just be another day?
tell me, would the sun shine a different shade?
just another day i couldn't find my way?
just another line i would sing all over again?

so many times i wonder where i would be
if you were not here with me

would i be on a bus?
would you be on a train just along the same way?
surely, my heart would sense yours near
oh, it has been crying all along for yours
and how i wonder if we ever trod the same steps
and did you miss my presence brush past your shoulders

oh, where would i be today
if you were not here with me

i can't imagine i would be standing on top the tallest building looking down
i couldn't stand the rush of the city nor the crowd on a busy street
and i wouldn't stand in grass where i can barely see my feet
oh, i couldn't imagine being anywhere but here;
here with you