Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Wanna play a game?

I've got a new game for you. Come on and play with me. (Get your mind out of the gutter!)

1. True or False. A H2 Hummer (SUT) gets 10 miles to the gallon. Answer...True! I bought a sweet white 2005 on Valentines Day. I love it!

2. True or False. The Easter bunny hides Easter eggs in high places (like trees, up on the swing set, or on the hood of your car. Answer....False! The Easter bunny is small and can only hide eggs as tall as he is!

3. True or False. Everything is a gift if you're simply willing to look at it that way. Answer....True! Everything in life in my opinion is a gift from God if you're just willing to unwrap it and see the present.

4. Multiple choice. If your child gets taken from a public place, He/she should...
a. Try to fight them off
b. Yell-Help me, Help me!
c. Yell your not my mother!, your not my father! Your not my parent!
d. Ask the abductor for a resume and interview.

Answer....C. This will get more attention, because kids are always getting hauled out of Wal-mart by their ear yelling help. Someone is more likely to take a kid serious if he's yelling your not my Dad!

5, Multiple choice. The phrase...If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you it was yours, if it doesn't, it never was. IS...

a. True
b. Something your mom said cuz she didn't want to hear you crying about some loser boyfriend you had in High School.
c. Fucked up!
d. A quote by 2 ugly, fucked up, trolls living under the bridge.
e. _________________________ (Choose one of the above or make up your own!)

Your Final Answer is....Send me your answer as a comment and I will post the results!!

Thanks for Playing!!

Monday, March 30, 2009

Could you tell me where the fiction section is?

When he arrived, she was in the porch swing. He didn't think she was going to make it. He held her in his arms and tried to stop the bleeding where she had slit her own throat, her eyes stared blankly into his. What would bring her to this? He then saw the letter she was clutching in her bloody hand, a letter he had written just the day before full of apologies, and a final goodbye. The sirens screamed as they got nearer, he now had come to the realization that she had taken her own life... or had he taken it from her?

Sunday, March 29, 2009

The love of it all!

On Friday, I came to the end of a long journey. I no longer read meters. Due to the city installing radio frequency electric, gas and water meters there is now no need to have people walk and read them with their eyes. Oh, technology is a wonderful thing, don't get me wrong, I mean where would we be with out cell phones, computers, i pods, digital TV, and even self check at the grocery store? Unfortunately what comes with it sometimes is the loss of jobs. Just think next time you check your own groceries at the store, you have just replaced a person. Look over at the check out employees, they are making an income by checking groceries..your checking your own, your not getting paid. Seems kinda senseless doesn't it?

I was very lucky to have been able to read meters for almost nine years. Being in the outdoors away from the watchful eye of my employer. No phones ringing, fluorescent lighting, stale air. I delighted in seeing the first crocus and daffodil peeking through the dirt. Working in the country, leaning over the whitewash fence to rub the nose of my favorite horse. Watching the deer run through the trees next to me. Petting all my favorite dogs. Riding a farmers 4-wheeler through the cornfield, or a golf cart at the golf course just to read a electric meter. Hearing the wind blow through the evergreen trees on a quiet morning, and the first birds sweetly sing as spring was beginning and winter was coming to a close. Taking time to play on a little girls swing set who was dying of cancer, going down her slide and listening to her laugh, and riding a sled with some kids down a huge snow hill.

I can't forget working in a blizzard with 20 degree below wind chill and having my hair freeze or falling into a fish pond covered in snow. After climbing out, my pants froze solid in a matter of minutes. Rain coming down so hard it was like standing in a shower. Getting bit by dogs (6 in all, the most recent was on my birthday March 10th.) Breaking my ribs, stepping on a nail (and pulling it out!).

Yes, I will miss all of it. It's funny that sometimes when I was in the midst of all of it, it wore on me and I would wonder if I enjoyed my job. But as I reflect back on the highs and lows, I now realize how lucky I am to have experienced every minute of it.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Feelings...whoaa...feelings..

The magical thing about writing stories or poetry is how it makes me feel.

You cannot have a feeling (emotion) without first having experienced a thought. A feeling is a physical reaction to a thought.

Simply put, if you believe that things or people make you unhappy, you are inaccurate. YOU make yourself unhappy because of the thoughts that YOU HAVE about the people or things in your life.

You can begin to think of yourself as truly intelligent on the basis of how you choose to feel in the face of trying circumstances. Life struggles are pretty much the same for each of us. Everyone who is involved with other human beings in any social context has similar difficulties. Disagreements, conflicts and compromises are a part of what it means to be human. Those who recoginize problems as a human condition and don't measure happiness by an absence of problems are the most intelligent kind of humans we know.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Blue eyes

Do you mean
to tell me
that you
didn't know
I'd care?
Did you really
think I'd laugh
and walk
away?
How small you must have
thought me,
if even
for a moment
you believed
that to be true.
So much time
since you have
longed for my
touch, my voice.
I whisper
come back to me
but you
will never come
yours eyes
those sweet blue eyes
told the truth.

Forgotten hours

New love
I am touched
by the magic
of your sounds
surely this is what
life always had in store..
you make me ache for you
always hungry
always glad
always wanting more
still feeling
your hands
and kisses
on my legs
yet fearing
you will vanish
from what we created
side by side
last night.

On the bench

My heart is flooded with emotion
You turn and smile
it warms my heart
as it did in the past
Why do I plan lifetimes
that include you?
She brings you a calm
and a peace
I wasn't able to provide.
Shes so nice you say
giving you comfort,
friendship,
love and
companionship
you used to come
to me for.
All your new insight
is with her.
I was..
your practice, warm up
to the real game
Now realizing
I won't be your first string,
for in this game of life
the coach plays his
best players.