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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

:  (

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

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



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

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!

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