Wednesday, December 28, 2011

wednesday

today has been just fine
i wouldn't have spent my wednesday any other way
im not ashamed to say i didn't get fully dressed until two o'clock
p.m., that is
only because the movie sex and the city ended at that exact time in my life

i always rewind the part when carrie hits big with her wedding bouquet at least three times
you go girl i yell
hit him harder!
it's almost the same feeling a guy gets when his football team scores
pure justice

i sat indian style with my bowl of overcooked ramen noodles
and enjoyed my movie along with my cat jovi
what do i mean by overcooked?
well i didn't burn them if that is what you are guessing
lets just say i thought that i heard the wind blowing
except it wasn't the wind
it was my pot of amazingness spilling over the rim
they tasted great to me

and why not throw in yet another trip to jackson?
cool

so i bought mom a breadman for christmas, right?
well it turns out, it had a huge dent on the side of it and the lid just would not cooperate
so..
aggravation immediately sets in
needless to say it's unhappy self was going back home to target
can i get a amen?
in an attempt to exchange for a new one
guess what?
there wasn't any in stock
anywhere!
who else buys a freaking bread making machine besides me??
everyone else in the whole united freaking states does, that's who!
american's love bread?
no kidding
isn't that the reason we are so obese?
why can't america be out of slim fast?
okay so that was a little harsh
i will 'simmer down now' on that note
but we did get our money back
and we will be ordering online
why didn't i think of that in the first place?
online shopping is so much easier

so my day ended with apollo 18
and my sweetheart
i felt like i was watching the blair witch project from space
and word to the wise: don't waste your money on this film
it wasn't anything like my all-time favorite
armaggedon
featuring steven t
but it sure was nice to squeeze the life out of garretts arm
on the scary parts
or was that him squeezing the life out of me?
..kidding..

: )











simply heavenly




clair de lune
 "light of the moon"
what a beautiful work
but beautiful doesn't quite give it proper credit does it?
it is more beautiful than beautiful
so it deserves a more astounding title don't you think?
simply heavenly
breathtaking
soulfully striken
heart chilling
so much more than my words can express
i want to walk down the isle to my groom to clair de lune
it is so dainty in its unique sound
it has to be played by the angels in heaven
im in love with this heavenly tune
it makes my heart skip stars past the moon









Tuesday, December 27, 2011

i love you so, i love you dear


 my heart is too big for my chest, i can't deny
it beats for you sweet by- and -bys
it sits cradled with ease behind my barrier of bones
there is no fight to it's fit nor tone to it's song

again and again listen with your ears
its beating louder now can't you hear?

..it only does this when you are near..
i love you so, i love you dear




Monday, December 26, 2011

im embracing the rain


..its a careless day..
my blue eyes are peaking out of my bed room window
im embracing the rain
i turned my radio off along with the world
im listening to the wind
 it sings me a song
as the tree limps dance right along
lightning strikes to keep the sound
my toes begin to tap as they reach for the ground

its the most wonderful time..

christmas was wonderful
minus the rain instead of snow
& i really spent too much money this christmas
..but..

i love giving
it makes me happy
so i don't feel bad at all for what i have spent
it's worth every penny to me
i suprised my daddy with a metal detector
he was like a kid scrambling for batteries right out of the box
and im pretty sure mama loves her bread maker too
it just seemed fitting for her
and im sure your wondering
garrett loved his gift
i knew he would
making it a success

im perfectly content without receiving
but of course
the people i love
share my love for giving also
i feel so spoilt
yet so thankful i have so many wonderful people in my life
who love me
so, so much
like
my sweetheart suprised me with car lashes!!
only kidding of course
he got me a camera
even better
i don't think he took into account the after effects of his purchase though
because last night i made him take a bizillion silly pictures with me
im pretty sure he realized he had created a monster
. i am a girl..
what did he think was going to happen?



christmas eve was spent watching my cookie faced nephew
race his scooter through meme's house
"it's okay, i have a scooter man"
oh, lets not forget watching cars 2 for the fifth time in a row
while aunt cowie attempted to make cake balls
they look great
but i don't have the patience to make them
ever, ever again
its like scrapbooking
i just don't have the patience for it
candy making, that is

christmas parties are the best
we played dirty santa at one of garretts familys house
i stole a candle that i didn't feel bad at all about stealing
because it smells amazing
and its called
"butt naked"
to which his mom states:
she has never smelled anything butt-naked that smells that good!

so it really felt like christmas this year
to me
next weekend we will begin a new year
so much has happened this year
i can't imagine what will be of 2012
i guess we will just have to see


Saturday, December 24, 2011

i want to leave a legacy


its 1:08 a.m.
& after not too much thought, i have decided i don't want to close my eyes just yet
..i just want to write..

when i write i feel like i am on a little island all to itself in my mind away from the beat-bopping world
just for a little while
its where i can sit down and breathe out my silly somethings
my inner thoughts become wispy winding words that lead to my ultimate desire

its my beautiful escape
not that i am running from anyone or anything
everyone needs their me time
this is my me time i guess
others may venture into reading that book they neglect so often
the book that sits atop the shelf collecting dust
i love books myself but i also love writing my own story

im getting older everyday
and im starting to realize how precious life is
so i like to write as much as i can

i want to leave a legacy
so that way the world will remember me
a gate way to my heart
a place where the people i love can feel each emotion i uncover through each word i write
 my heart being the "x" on the map
although my heart isn't hidden
its too grand in size to hide even behind the tallest mountain
its hereditary
dating back straight from my paw paw's heart
its true
when my heart loves it gives it all
my heart would run a marathon for the one i love
i can't help but love
it is what i was born to do
give with love

my heart doesn't desire to win the noble peace prize
or win a gold metal to represent my accomplishments in life
i just want to be remembered
smiled upon when seen throughout the world
and looked back on often

tie my ribbon around your heart like you would your finger
that way you can remember to think of me
often






Thursday, December 22, 2011

my free spirit and i



there, watch once more as the sun shares its radiant heat
but here i am, my feet are planted in this bucket of concrete

watch, as everyone learns what is real
but here i am, im suprisingly content with standing still

watch them grow into their new lives
watch them step into their age with pride

but here i am, im here in my own time
with my careful eye leaving nothing behind

here i am breathing in each moment
taking in each memory because i own it

they tell me to fly, fly away
i say, why not live each day by day?

 im willing when life desires
but until then i will soar until its time to fly higher

i refuse to let life pass me by
instead, we will stand here awaiting life patiently, my free spirit and i















Tuesday, December 20, 2011

is your heart heavy?




let me hold those heavy balloons for you
while you bat your tangled eyelashes at the moon
before you question which road to take
don't forget to leave your worries at the gate
knock the gloom from your shoes on the way in the door
let your care down let it fall toward the floor
lay your heavy heart on this pillow
rest your broken back against that window









Thursday, December 15, 2011

she talks to angels


every now and then you hear that song on the radio.  that song that makes the hair on your arms stand up in attention. i love to debunk song lyrics, because a song is not just a good tune to tap your feet to on the dash board, its not all about the drum beats, the guitar breaks, and the sound of the bass. each song has a meaning behind each word.

black crowes song "she talks to angels" always takes my lyrical motor mind for a spin
its so powerful, yet so sad
its that kind of song that keeps you wondering thoughts like,
what is the meaning behind that line?

so take a minute and feel the lyrics for yourself
i will highlight my interpretations in RED
what are your interpretations of this song?
i would love to hear them!

she talks to angels

she never mentions the word addiction
in certain company
yes, she'll tell you she's an orphan
after you meet her family
its obvious that this woman is on a down hill spiral dealing with her heroin addiction. she feels alone and depressed and i feel like she lives in a dysfunctional family. it seems like she is a compulsive liar in an attempt to keep her world sane maybe. she hates her addiction.

she paints her eyes as black as night now
pulls those shades down tight
yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes
the pain gonna make everything alright
the line she paints her eyes black to me signifies the private world she has created while using the drug and pulling the shades down signifies to me as a way to keep the world she has created to herself. she can be anyone she wants to be during this private time of hers and she wants no interruptions from the outside world. she hates that her addiction has enslaved her, but she knows the pain being the drug of course is going to make everything okay.

says she talks to angels
they call her out by name
oh yeah, she talks to angels
says they call her out by her name
drugs make you hallucinate, so of course she talks to angels..

she keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
she wears a cross around her neck
yes, the hair is from a little boy
and the cross is someone she has not met
not yet
i feel like the lock of hair she carries in her pocket is from her little boys being that he is her child. only a mother keeps a lock of hair, so maybe she lost her little boy because of her drug addiction or maybe her addiction is caused from losing her little boy in death? the cross she wears around her neck signifies her faith she has somewhat kept through it all and probably the only reason she has not ended her life. i believe she prays to relieve her pain and she may even pray for death but not by her own hand. she wants to be with the angels she talks to?

she don't know no lover
none that i ever seen
yeah, to her that ain't nothin'
but to me, yeah me
means everything
the line she don't know no lover, i feel like she has nothing else to give to the world or she feels unworthy of love. maybe she fears loving someone would only leave her in death, again. if noone understands her pain what good is love?

she paints her eyes as black as night now
she pulls those shades down tight
oh yeah, there's a smile when the pain comes
the pain gonna make everything alright
alright, yeah heah
she smiles as a release of pain

she talks to angels
says they call out by her name
oh, yeah, heah, angels
call her out by her name
oh, ooh, oh, oh, angels
they call her out by her name
don't you know that they
call her out by her name?
i feel like the angels she talks to could possibly be her little boy, but im still stuck on that one

this song is beautiful, yet so sad









Wednesday, December 14, 2011

you are my blessing


i don't mean to brag
but im happy
& i don't like to say im lucky;
im blessed

luck is when you find something you lost at one time in your life
like the back to one of your diamond stud earrings
that old sweater you wore out the stitchings to
your favorite silk scarf that you have been missing

i didn't lose anything
and i don't like to compare the way i feel to a "lucky penny" i found lying on the sidewalk in the sunlight
because you can find anything right before your eyes
its what you find in your heart that is real
i gained something instead
a blessing

you are my blessing
your big heart shines through everything you do
never change
you are a good man
(and thanks for making me paint my neglected toes last night)

i love you joseph garrett
happy two years and four months!

recipe for disaster

(this is for you shelly boo)
you did indeed ask for it!

as you can see there is no pretty picture like that in cookbooks
you will understand why
..just keep reading..

note to self: it is best to not attempt make believe recipes
even if there is nothing else to eat
it is true that it is best to starve in such situations
and if you do, at least make sure the foods that you choose are in the same food groups

go buy yourself a happy meal and be done with it
that's my philosophy now
..kidding..

as you probably already guessed
i made my own recipe for disaster the other night
the bad thing is:
i knew it was going to end badly but i did it anyway
i want you all to know that i really put my whole heart into it
thats all that really matters right?

so i decided to share my recipe for disaster
note: do NOT try this at home!

listen up kids, this be the bible of the blues

ramen noodle pot pie

ingredients:
2 pkgs chicken ramen noodles
2 cans cream of chicken soup
1 hefty can of mixed vegetables
1 can doughboy flakey biscuits
( i can't think of doughboys name)
help me out here

prep time:
im not sure what that even means?
we will omit that part
don't judge me!

..next..

instructions maybe?:
pick a large flat baking pan of yours truly
spray it with pam that is what i did anyway
cook 2 pkgs of ramen noodles to the best of your ability
(its not so hard even i can do it)
regard the chicken seasoning packet though
(trust me, its a bad idea)
spread cooked noodles evenly throughout baking pan
pour 1 cream of chicken soup over noodles throughly
now add that hefty can of veggies
its looking better right?
pour remaining can of cream of chicken soup evenly over veggies
(its called layering homes)
pop open that can of doughboy deliciousness
cut each individual biscuit into four equal parts
now place fours atop all over your lovely dish
(the idea is to cover up as much as you possibly can)
it is what's inside that truly matters?
not so much in this situation
set oven to 350 degrees
place your unlikely masterpiece into oven
wait to see the results

the moral to this story:
i don't foresee myself having my own cooking show in the near future
i will always go by a legit recipe for now on
and
my gift wrapping skills suck almost as bad as my cooking
and im honestly not sure if garrett will marry me after this cooking episode
at least im pretty






Monday, December 12, 2011

grilled cheese giggle fits

you will always have that friend that makes you feel like your in high school again
its almost like your inner child ties your adulthood up away in your old locker for the day
just for a brief moment of grilled cheese giggle fits
well today was one of those grilled cheese days
thats what i like to call them anyway
its the only way i can really express verbally how fun it is i guess

i was one of the dorks that read all of the twilight saga books way before the movies ever came into being
so naturally it didn't take very long for me to grow old of the "the big fad"
and i like to huff & puff about how ridiculous people make the whole vampire and werewolves
out to be the greatest thing since the spice girls
but secretly i think the movies are pretty amazing myself
so sssh...
don't tell!
i wouldn't want it to ruin my stone wall i have built from the beautiful nonsense

i just recently watched new moon in my attempt to catch up with the world i suppose
i figured i might as well keep running
so i called up that loyal friend of mine and we made our way to see
breaking dawn part 1
i was stoked
we bought a medium bag of only the greasiest popcorn ever
and two five-dollar cokes
im pretty sure i called the coke orgasmic
yikes
its funny because i don't think i even ate that much popcorn
yet she ate almost the whole bag and almost chewed her straw away to timbuktu
two hours away from her smokes nearly killed her apetite
its true
and it did
after the movie it was waffle house bound
she wasn't hungry as you probably guessed
so she settled for a cup of coffee with too much sugar
and i on the other hand, treated myself to one chocolate chip waffle and a forgetaful order of hashbrowns (covered)
forgetaful in the fact that my order was almost forgotten
 its hard to eat when a creepy guy who resembles stevo from jackass is reading your mind though
like i said
im just not very good at containing myself in funny situations


& i also like to think that i am pretty clever too
i have quirky ways of distracting myself
for an example:
making a paper mustache from the straw wrapper
indulge in what you have been given
maybe he wasn't reading my mind afterall?

grilled cheese moments always have a way of bringing your age back into perspective
on the ride home we conversated about how the moon looked like a big cheese puff ball
and how we have surpassed all of the "upcoming cool ages"
we were so cool when we finally got our driver licenses at sixteen
we felt independent when we reached the big eighteen
and now that we are twenty -one everything that we thought would be so dope
isn't as dope and we thought it would ultimately feel
so here we are
we are at the end of our happy rope
that is what we had decided
its all down hill from here
we had already foretold our life 8 to 10 years from now in as little as a ten minute drive
how depressing of us?
she took a long drag from her cig on that one
you betcha'
i felt like i had too just from the second hand smoke i had inhaled from the hard fact
but i opposed the thought
"bring on thirty because i will be thirty and flirty" i said
we will not let fine lines and wrinkles take away our grilled cheese giggle fits
no sir
we will never grow up
we have many more grilled cheese days to come
i love the fact that pat benatars "love is a battlefield" chims into my mind all of the sudden
i am such a kid









embrace the face



i have to tell you
i thought twice upon my decision in participating in this
FTLOB linky party
"embrace the face"
only because it is hard to share with the world
of all my insecurities that i keep quietly well hidden to myself
but
honestly
i have to "face" it
 because
it is who i am
and i shouldn't hide my flaws from the world
instead i should do the total opposite
that is to embrace them
because they are what make me,
well.. me
so with that said
i am going to embrace my face
and i hope that i inspire you to do the same
not only today
but each and every day you look into the mirror warhead facing you
because we are all beautifully uniquely made

i believe we were all individually molded carefully in a special way
by the hands of
God
He is the greatest artist of all
He painted his canvas well
and spent each minute worth while creating each masterpiece
making sure it was to
the best of his ability
..every detail..
..every line..
so who are we to question his great work?

i honestly don't have any horror stories from grade school
that would implement reasons to my "beauty scars" that i bestow upon myself
although i have always been my worst enemy in that aspect of life
and i think we all are
don't you think?

i use my hair as a veil to hide my ears because to me
they have always been like that of dumbo
but in truth
my ears are beautiful
garrett tells me so
he even moves my hair behind my ears when he gets the chance
i have trained my smile to hide my upper laterals because to me
they protrude although others would say i have the most beautiful smile they have ever seen
and in truth
they are right
my smile could run a mile and my laugh lines embrace the race

there is nothing wrong with my big toe
i ridicule it often
but it isn't so bad
each freckle on my nose are the salt and pepper seasonings
that sprinkle beauty upon my canvas
and how many people can say
they have two freckles on their neck
that resemble a perfect snake bite?
God knew that i would someday share his love for the stars
so He blessed me with the little dipper freckles
below my chest
to which i often connect the dots to and treat
as my own personal
 constellation of outer beauty
my eyes are the perfect shade of blue
for me
because they are the same blue interwined with strides of gold
of that like my daddys
they are a keepsake that i will always have
and i will always see him through them as well
my nose shares the same curvature as my mothers
but it also ends with the same roundness tip of the nose as my daddys

this is me
yet there is so much more to me than my face
my beauty lies within
it is in my heart
it is true that i am a poet at heart
my strong will
my sweet spirit
my careful thoughts that i like to share with the world
my wonder
it is in fact
my true beauty
" beauty lies within"







Saturday, December 10, 2011

so i bought my cat a fleece jacket


so here i am
in my favorite pair of baggy boy pants and a cup of hot chocolate in my hand
extra mini mallows
oh, and my cat
who for whatever reason seems to like eating my rubberbands
cats are weird
and they will lick anything
jovi would eat a booger if the opportunity arose
and apparently it isn't normal to buy your cat clothes?
but what is so normal about buying your dog clothes?
i don't see the difference, myself

checkout lady: aww.. what kind of dog do you have?
me: .. i have a cat
[insert awkward blank stare here]

usually i tend to lie and say things like, "oh, i have toy yorkshapoo"
but is that even a dog?

so maybe my cat isn't as cool as the cat with twenty-three toes
 but she does rock a fleece jacket

Thursday, December 8, 2011

come what may and love it


im getting older

and the thought of it instantly sends realization chills raging through my veins
the same veins that have grown along with me every day of my life
 each branching into new directions
somewhat like my life has over the past twenty-one years

they say as you get older
the years seem to pass by quicker than you can blink your eye
i never thought i would say the same

but i am

i can think back to when i was a little girl
it comes as snapshots to my mind
there i am twirling in my sisters poodle skirt that swallowed my tiny body in the front yard
the wind making the moment seem magical

singing along with patty loveless to "i try to think about elvis" 
she was the spark that began my love for music
i didn't know it then but i was taking my first baby steps toward performing
on that old wooden deck of ours filled with our countless cats we seemed to inherit
 from the neighborhood
the woods and those cats being my audience
mom and dad would sneak peaks from the french doors overlooking me

music was destined to be with me
its funny how things change
like the woods
the old wooden deck

me

i have experienced everything a girl should have experienced so far in life
from being the silly freckled faced five year old
to the heart broken sixteen year old
friends have been made
and sadly have been lost

high school seems so long ago already
i remember thinking to myself on that last day of school
"where am i going now?"
and the funny thing is
im still asking myself the same question

where am i going now?

as i look in the mirror
i can still see myself singing and dancing on that stage of mine
i see the same eyes that cried for reason when the first guy broke my heart



but i also see a girl who has become her own

a girl who overcome everything she thought she wouldn't so far
and even though she thought she lost her heart back then
she never did
she never lost it
she saved it for someone who never knew he was waiting for it
someone who would take care of it

so i gave him my heart

 where ever im going
im going
im on my way
day by day
i don't know what will come
but i know that i am the happiest that i have ever been in this moment that im living right now
& i know there will be trials
there will be days when i think i can't handle the things that come my way
i will see both rain and shine

come what may
i will love it















Tuesday, December 6, 2011

my kaleidoscope daze



i always regain a sense of humbleness when i gaze up at the night sky
it seems to always remind me how great He is
and how small i am
even the moon is aware of its uncomparable size

im mesmerized
somewhat in a kaleidoscope daze
as i wonder through my eyes that even a telescope could not define
it is a breathtaking moment that can only be felt with true intent
its like that of a prayer that makes its way past the roof toward the heavens
making careful assurance that each star feels every stitch of gratitude

how many stars could there possibly be?
and this is only a small portion of which i can see
what a fool i am to overlook such beauty
while as i lay asleep dreaming, countless stars look over me
 we feel sadness when we lose who we are
yet we see beauty in each fallen star







& i believe if you have joy you will also have sorrow


that which makes you weak only makes you stronger
and i believe if you have joy you will also have sorrow


we often say that joy is greater than sorrow
but what is sorrow without joy?
they are inseparable
each born to synch with one another

the thorn that pricks you was created just the same as the magnificent rose it belongs to
and is not the same bee that stung you the source of such heavenly honey?
the tears you cry in pain, surely they are born from the same source being to comfort

so there it is plain as day
there is good in bad
and there is bad in good

may we thank the thorn who punctures our unwary skin
because that same thorn made our skin thicker
bless the bee who stings our pride
but also shares with us good health
be thankful for the tears that smite our joy
yet lay our hurt to rest







Monday, December 5, 2011

davanee


i have a poets heart and a writers pen in my hand, its second nature to me
i have always loved the name davanee
its a name i wish to name my little girl oneday
that is, if i have a little girl
this poem came rushing past my lips like that of fireballs
so of course i had to write it down
& its not finished yet but
..i hope you like..

davanee
who will you be?
does your heart grow vast as the endless sea?
will you make the world believe?
oh davanee, who will you be?

does your light shine bright as the countless stars?
do you make heaven seem not as far?
will you show the world who you are?
oh davanee, who will you be?

davanee
who will you be?
will you cure those blind of love to see?
and those who hunger for reason will you feed?
oh davanee, who will you be?

i got carded for buying nyquil


this rainy day seems to somewhat compliment my snotty nose im rockin' around
i have been sneezing non-stop all weekend
kleenex after kleenex
nothing seems to help, not even nyquil
all it seems to do is give me a hangover
thats no fun
who wants a hangover you didn't even earn?


and you know, i actually got carded at walgreens for nyquil last night
i wish i was kidding
although i was swapping out brags to a lady in line in front of me the great effects the shet has on me
and what is worst?
sounding like marcel the shell with shoes on doesn't quite adhere with my retainer im wearing



(if your seeing question marks, youtube marcel the shell with shoes on)
what a funny combination
garrett likes my retainer
he thinks it is cute
should i be worried?

he has been a good sport this weekend
even though he made me drink his special blend of a nasty cup of alkaseltzer w/ sugar
he took my temperature and..
"if you drink it all, you can lay your head in my lap baby", he said
he takes care of me
but its monday and i really need a pick me up
so
without further ado
im going to get that mccafe' peppermint hot chocolate
that i love so much

toodles my noodles




Sunday, December 4, 2011

speak to us of giving


the prophet by kahlil gibran is one of my favorite books
i keep it on my night stand
i also believe it is a book everyone should read



it is an inspiring book of 26 poetic essays written in english by the lebanese artist/philosopher/writer kahlil gibran. he writes of a man named al-mustafa (the prophet) who just before leaving from the city of orphalese leaves the people of the city with wisdom on different topics such as dealing with love, marriage, children, giving, eating and drinking, work, joy and sorrow, houses, clothes, buying and selling, crime and punishment, laws, freedom, reason and passion, pain, self knowledge, teaching, friendship, talking, time, good and evil, prayer, pleasure, beauty and religion and so on..

the chicago post said of the prophet  "... if there is a man or woman who can read this book without a quiet acceptance of a great man's philosophy and a singing in the heart as of music born within, that man or woman is indeed dead to life and truth"

so since christmas is the season of giving
i thought i would share what the prophet spoke of giving

"then said a rich man, speak to us of giving
and he answered:

you give but little when you give of your possessions.
it is when you give of yourself that you truly give.

for what are your possessions but things you keep and guard for fear you may need them tomorrow?
and tomorrow, what shall tomorrow bring to the overprudent dog burying bones in the trackless sand as he follows the pilgrims to the holy city?
and what is fear of need but need itself?
is not dread of thirst when your well is full, the thirst that is unquenchable?
there are those who give little of the much which they have-and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome.

and there are those who have little and give it all.

these are the believers in life and the bounty of life, and their coffer is never empty.
there are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.
and there are those who give with pain, and that pain is their baptism.
and there are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue;
they give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space
through the hands of such as these God speaks, and from behind their eyes He smiles upon the earth.
it is well to give when asked, but it is better to give unasked, through understanding;
and to the open-handed the search for one who shall receive is joy greater than giving.
and is there aught you would withhold?
all you have shall someday be given;

therefore give now, that the season of givng may be yours and not your inheritors'.

you often say, "i would give, but only to the deserving."
the trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture.
they give that they may live, for to withhold is to perish.
surely he who is worthy to receive his days and his nights, is worthy to all else from you.
and he who has deserved to drink from the ocean of life deserves to fill his cup from your little stream.
and what desert greater shall there be, than that which lies in the courage and the confidence, nay the charity, of recieving?
and who are you that men should rend their bosom and unveil their pride, that you may see their worth naked and their pride unabashed?

see first that you yourself deserve to be a giver, and an instrument of giving.

for in truth it is life that gives unto life-while you, who deem yourself a giver, are but a witness.
and you receivers-and you are all receivers-assume no weight of gratitude, lest you lay a yoke upon yourself and upon him who gives.
rather rise together with the giver on his gifts as on wings;
for to be overmindful of your debt, is to doubt his generosity who has the free hearted earth for mother, and God for father."


what an inspiration.  we should give unto others while we are living, give in love and in return feel joy. we should also take a look at ourselves before judging who deserves to be given to. i hope i inspired you to continue reading his great work.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

decemberly


so this is going to be my december 1st post
because i was obviously too lazy to update thursday night
here is my excuse:
thursday night was the christmas parade
i guess i could blame my lack for posting on the chilly weather huh?



the parade was dope
especially the sonic boom band
i love the sound of an old beat up college drum
it reminds me of aerosmiths song "living on the edge" where they feature the sound of a bass drum tyler stole from his high school
four loud beats are heard from that drum in a pause between the final verse
and chorus
the sound just makes your heart pound right along with the boom
i want to play the drums so bad i cant stand it

after the parade me and garrett got a bite to eat at popeyes
needless to say we beat the crowd
everyone else went straight to waffle house just as i had guessed they would
we ate our chicken while a guy behind us serinaded us by humming and singing along to sara bareilles' love song on the radio
"head under water.... hm hmm hm hmm.."
and i am so not good at containing myself in funny situations
bless me

i just can't believe we are in the month of december already
& im not at all ready
it still seems like we haven't had thanksgiving yet
what the world!?
its all dope
christmas is the bomb
and im so excited because garretts christmas present came in the other day
i know i seem overly excited
well i am
im not good at picking out "men gifts" at all
i never have been
im a girl
men are manly so it makes things difficult
and usually if you do see manly light bulbs blinking
they already have that idea
or ten others
so what do you do?
here babe, you want a pocket knife?
how about a socket wrench
flashlight?
mens cologne?
oh i know
the classic wallet!
oh, you got that the last two christmas's?
of course you did, bless your heart!
..and they say women are complicated..

..so 1 gift down-many to go..
its all dope

i have been trying to convince garrett that i need car lashes for my jeep for christmas
but he says no
he just looked at me like "are you out of your mind??" when i explained what they were
but the car lashes could potentially take away from my bad azz tude while driving
hmm?



last night we decided a christmas tree would fit in the jeep liberty
and it did
i personally thought it would look funnier on top of the jeep
but why bother when it rode just as great inside the jeep
splendid



so how is your first days of christmas starting out? are you broke already too? i know sucks right?