tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108091912024-03-07T14:10:16.328-05:00Dantes 2nd InfernoWelcome to my version of hell .....BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.comBlogger749125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-13191059186616553092015-04-05T15:22:00.000-04:002015-04-05T15:22:16.112-04:00Peeps & Cadbury eggs<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-81835363660765372752015-03-08T20:18:00.000-04:002015-03-08T20:19:19.227-04:00Life changes ....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I seriously doubt anyone will read this .... and that's ok.<br />
It's more for me to get my internal shit out anyway.<br />
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My last post was my birthday ....<br />
I can't even begin to tell you the number of changes that have taken place since!<br />
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I'd say the biggest change is that Jack & I called it quits in November after 5+ years.<br />
It was my decision more than it was his. The distance had finally taken it's toll on me and<br />
I wanted something else for my life. <br />
It was/is heartbreaking ..... but also the right thing to do.<br />
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I've also managed to lose about 45lbs since July.<br />
I feel fantastic and don't look half bad either ... lol<br />
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For 46, i'll take it! lol<br />
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Sadly, i've had 5 deaths in my family since October with the latest being last Sunday.<br />
It feels like I have a black cloud hanging over my head.<br />
Maybe it's karma.<br />
I just know that I have never wished for winter to be done as much as I want this one to be done.<br />
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My oldest brother was almost killed in January.<br />
He took out a utility pole at 2am on a VERY snowy, shitty night.<br />
He was drunk.<br />
Yes, he was arrested and yes, he will deserve whatever the Judge gives him.<br />
It's my SIL and my nieces and nephew I feel bad for.<br />
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Speaking of my nieces and nephew .... my Q graduated as an Automotive Tech from college in December. I am soooooo unbelievably proud of her! She's working in a dealership and loving life!<br />
My nephew graduates this month and already has a few job prospects lined up.<br />
Again, I am an extremely proud Aunt!<br />
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There's been a whole lot more too .... trips to warm, exotic locations, attempting to date again (that's an entire post in itself!) ..... so much more! <br />
I won't get into it all now .... i'm tired of typing.<br />
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Hopefully i'll be posting again more .... the dating alone might make me do it!<br />
I do have a question to ask .... since when is it acceptable to let your freak flag fly high and proud on a first date???? Not that it's that big a deal ... I just wish someone had told me the new rules.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-8330966070788438982014-08-28T01:00:00.000-04:002014-08-28T01:00:03.599-04:0046 ....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
That's right, today I am 46 ......<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-32906718236433714352014-06-19T11:23:00.001-04:002014-06-19T17:42:53.060-04:00Amandas Angels<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Most of us go about our daily lives not thinking too much about how much time we have left on Big Blue.<br />
I know I do.<br />
Work. Kids. Bills. Aging parents.<br />
Life.<br />
Responsibilities.<br />
Then, out of the blue, something hits very close to us that forces up to re-examine our lives.<br />
The stuff that really matters comes to the forefront, and the rest just seems to fade out of sight.<br />
I received my latest wake-up call not too long ago.<br />
The woman in the video above, Amanda Pumm Bernier, is the daughter of a very good friend of mine.<br />
She just found out that she's pregnant with her first child, she turned the big 3-0 and she was diagnosed with ALS. Literally, this all happened within a week or 2.<br />
It breaks my heart.
Amandas Mother and Grandmother died from ALS.<br />
Amanda is due to give birth in November, and at the rate her ALS is progressing, she may not live long enough to see her daughters (yes, it's a girl!) face.<br />
Amanda and her husband Chris are both volunteer Firefighters and EMT's. She's also a tri-athlete and one of the kindest and sweetest people I know. Amanda always has a smile on her face and is remaining very positive and upbeat.<br />
I don't normally ask for anything from anyone, but I would ask anyone who is reading this to consider making a donation to help this amazing couple.<br />
You can click the link:<a href="http://www.gofundme.com/amandas-angels" target="_blank"> http://www.gofundme.com/amandas-angels</a> if you care to make a donation or just find out more information.<br />
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Many thanks and much love to all of you!<br />
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Don't postpone joy ..... tomorrow isn't promised.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-22672912491788670092014-04-01T12:03:00.000-04:002014-04-01T12:03:31.749-04:00Autism Awareness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #073763;">April is Autism Awareness month.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">April 2nd is International Light It Up Blue day.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">I know a whole bunch of people in the community don't necessarily buy into the</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">"Light It Up Blue" campaign. </span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">They say it's more of a money grabber, and that the money collected doesn't even really go</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">into the community.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">I don't deal with the community too much, but I know that the majority of money collected</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">for most causes doesn't really go to where it's needed.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">However, I AM all about spreading awareness.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">Especially since the numbers/odds have drastically changed.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">It went from 1 in 110 in 2006, to 1 in 88 in 2008 to today ..... </span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">1 in 68 children diagnosed.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">That's scary!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Little Man and I have had a rough couple years, but he continues to amaze, astound, frustrate and delight me. He's taught me so much!</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">He's my world.</span><br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-60483670602454339372014-02-08T19:46:00.000-05:002014-02-08T19:46:29.407-05:00Weird Science<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A few weeks ago I went to the doctor to try and find out why I haven't been able to sleep for shit.<br />
Granted, I'm a parent so I haven't really had a decent nights sleep in about 20 years.<br />
Also, my hysterectomy 2 years ago has thrown me into full blown menopause.<br />
Yay me.<br />
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Anyway, my sleep has been worse than my normal crappy sleep.<br />
So, my doctor sent me for a Sleep Study to see if maybe I was suffering from sleep apnea.<br />
My son dropped me off at the center at 8pm on Friday night and I was taken to a private room.<br />
It was really nice.<br />
Queen size pillow top bed, fluffy pillows and soft cotton sheets.<br />
It was like being in a hotel.<br />
Till I got to the bathroom.<br />
*sigh*<br />
It looked like a hospital bathroom ... only, there was no shower.<br />
WTH????<br />
Well, maybe it won't be so bad.<br />
I was wrong.<br />
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The therapist comes in, opens a closet door and starts taking out a whole bunch of wires.<br />
She has me sit in a chair and proceeds to start washing my arms, legs, face, scalp and chest<br />
with alcohol.<br />
Then she starts attaching all these damn electrodes to me.<br />
THEN all the damn wires!<br />
WTH?????<br />
I feel like Frankenstein.<br />
Only with better hair.<br />
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Well, it WAS better till the stupid vaseline and electrodes were attached.<br />
There I am ... aren't I stunning?!<br />
Well, I wasn't done yet.<br />
Oh no, I still had to have the belt across the chest (you can see part of it in the pic) and another<br />
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Next was the strip that ran under my nose from cheek to cheek.<br />
Finally, a plastic piece up both nostrils and another that "sat" just inside my mouth.<br />
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Are you serious?????<br />
How the hell does ANYONE sleep with all that crap attached to you?<br />
I sure didn't.<br />
It was horrible.<br />
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This week I received a call from the center ....<br />
The doctor wants me back in for another test.<br />
Apparently my breathing becomes very shallow, but it doesn't stop.<br />
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I have no idea what will come of this.<br />
I just know that I get to spend Valentines Day tied up.<br />
Just not in the way I prefer.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-66279669893419685972014-01-07T18:50:00.001-05:002014-01-07T18:50:46.512-05:00Blizzard 2014<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This is what I "saw" outside my patio door earlier today ....<br />
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Believe it or not, there is a huge shed off to the left and a fence about 75 feet from my door.<br />
There's also a pool.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-17569774082220455612014-01-04T19:01:00.000-05:002014-01-04T19:01:56.924-05:00Eye of the tiger ....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
One of the things that my little man wanted for Christmas was a heavy bag.<br />
It's the perfect way to work off some aggression.<br />
And my sweet baby boy has A LOT of aggression in him.<br />
He calls it his volcano exploding.<br />
It's ugly.<br />
The good news is that he has never gone after anyone.<br />
Unfortunately, he turns his rage on himself.<br />
So he asked for a heavy bag ..... to take his frustration out on it.<br />
Understanding his "issue" and trying to find an outlet to help relieve it are monumental feats for him.<br />
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And scared for whoever pisses him off.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-34953163446348589542014-01-01T21:23:00.000-05:002014-01-01T21:23:26.694-05:00My 2014 wish ....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Merry New Year!<br />
I hope everyone out there had a FABULOUS holiday season filled with laughter, happiness and love.<br />
I know I did.<br />
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Part of my wish for ALL of you is this ....<br />
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It's my wish for myself as well.<br />
That and un-fucking my life (thanks Daisyfae!).<br />
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My mantra this year is an oldie ... but one I forgot along the way .....<br />
Give Bliss a Chance!<br />
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I feel so lucky to share another year with y'all!<br />
xoxoxoxoxoxox<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-32204250262791553012013-12-10T11:55:00.000-05:002013-12-10T11:55:48.206-05:00Reminders ....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: blue;">"So ... I can just plug my computer into the cable line in my bedroom and i've got internet, right?"</span><br />
<span style="color: magenta;">"No Dad, that's a cable line. It doesn't work that way"</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">"But I was told the whole house is internet ready!"</span><br />
<span style="color: magenta;">"It is Dad. We have a wireless network set-up"</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">"But you just said I can't plug my computer in!"</span><br />
<span style="color: magenta;">"That's right, you can't. You need a wireless card for your old desktop"</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">"THEN HOW THE FUCK WILL I GET INTERNET??"</span><br />
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Yes, this was an actual conversation between my Father & I last night.<br />
These conversations make me nucking futs.<br />
And they sadden me.<br />
It reminds me more and more that he's getting older.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-32600697750188632752013-12-04T12:27:00.000-05:002013-12-04T12:27:47.351-05:00Christmas Idea ....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-85131257343992382072013-11-23T13:13:00.002-05:002013-11-23T13:13:55.537-05:00Parenting 101 .....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
As a single parent of 2 boys, I have become accustomed to having answer some pretty tough questions.<br />
Where do babies come from?<br />
MOM! Why does my penis itch????<br />
Where's my Daddy?<br />
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Yep. My boys have thrown them ALL at me.<br />
Or so I thought.<br />
Driving home the other night, lil' man blurts out, "Mommy, we're going to see each other again someday in heaven with God and Jesus, right?"<br />
<i>PAUSE</i><br />
"I love God and Jesus!"<br />
"Do you believe in God and Jesus Mommy?"<br />
<i>Christ on a cupcake .... REALLY?????</i><br />
And there it was .... the one question I NEVER wanted to hear.<br />
Or answer.<br />
But my inquisitive 8 year old wanted to know.<br />
And he wanted to know NOW!<br />
I didn't want to lie to him.<br />
But ... how could I tell him the truth?<br />
How would my very much believing baby understand that his Momma is a non-believing, hedonistic heathen?<br />
My "faith" disappeared years ago (with the help of a drunken, pedophile priest)<br />
Looking into his sweet, innocent face, there was no way I could tell him.<br />
It wouldn't be fair.<br />
To him or me.<br />
For him, it would crush his heart.<br />
For me, it would just lead to other questions that I really DO NOT want to answer anytime soon.<br />
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So, I did what every good parent does ......<br />
I quickly changed the subject, took him to the pet store to look at puppies and bought him a Slurpee.<br />
I sure did.<br />
I have no shame in my game.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-1941801487243790862013-11-13T10:19:00.000-05:002013-11-13T10:21:14.330-05:00Way back Wednesday<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The year was 1986.<br />
June.<br />
I was a senior in High School and it was<br />
PROM NIGHT!!!!!!!!<br />
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Yes, that is me in the Princessy/Cinderella gown.<br />
White gloves and all!<br />
Sexy eh?!<br />
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Mark, my date for the night, was not my first choice.<br />
No, my first choice decided he didn't want to be "tied down".<br />
One week before prom.<br />
(My life was like a John Hughes movie)<br />
Anyway, Mark, being the sweetheart he was, came in at the last minute and asked me to go with him.<br />
(yeah, I had NO CLUE he had a crush on me. Really)<br />
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I figured, why the hell not?<br />
Besides, he had a KILLER car!<br />
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*sigh*<br />
If only I knew then what I know now .....<br />
and DAMNIT! Can I have that 17 year old body back??????????<br />
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Oh, in case anyone cares, the Billboard Top song from this date was:<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-73936160576986525172013-11-05T19:29:00.000-05:002013-11-05T19:29:28.762-05:00Baggage<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I've been doing a lot of reflection lately.<br />
Looking back on my life and seeing when/where I made bad choices, mistakes, missed opportunities, etc.<br />
It's not always a good thing to look back on ones life.<br />
Yet, it is.<br />
Make sense?<br />
It's alright, I hardly ever make sense.<br />
Ask my kids.<br />
They'll just tell you that I have "issues".<br />
Which I do.<br />
(Don't we all????)<br />
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I am very much aware of my "issues" ....<br />
All the faults, shortcomings, fears, etc.<br />
Maybe too aware.<br />
I know why I do what I do and act the way I do.<br />
Someday I may get the guts to write about it all.<br />
Unload all my raggedy-ass baggage.<br />
But today?<br />
Not so much. <br />
Today i'm just continuing my reflection and introspection.<br />
Besides, it's my dirty little life.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-73795221339507478002013-11-03T12:39:00.000-05:002013-11-03T12:39:06.655-05:00I blinked ...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
and suddenly it was November.<br />
WTH??????<br />
Where did October go?<br />
I missed it.<br />
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Crap.<br />
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Maybe i'll be around more in November.<br />
Really.<br />
I promise to try and squeeze in a post or 2 between a trip to San Francisco, bathroom demolition and renovation and of course, Thanksgiving.<br />
Time is slipping away so fast these days ....<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-1852029731542718412013-09-26T22:35:00.000-04:002013-09-26T23:00:17.169-04:00We have a winner!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Good evening all! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I apologize for the tardiness of my post.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The insanity level here at Animal House is off the charts today!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I won't go into details, but just know that I AM on my 4th glass of wine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Anywhoodle .... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Seasons.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">That was the theme I choose for this weeks Haiku.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The subject was covered from g-strings to Vivaldi!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">In between there were references to the Harvest Moon, folly of youth, The Bible, sweaters and bikinis.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I loved them all!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">But ..... (there's ALWAYS a but) 2 really caught my attention ....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Foam:</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Papyrus, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.90625px;">Crisp and magical!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Papyrus, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.90625px;">A golden season glorified -</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Papyrus, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.90625px;">Vivaldi's Autumn..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.90625px;">I HEARD this 'ku in my head while reading it .... breathtaking!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.90625px;">Doom:</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Papyrus, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.90625px;">time for all seasons</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Papyrus, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.90625px;">kiss, kill, plant, harvest, remote</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Papyrus, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.90625px;">yet every hand feels</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.90625px;">For very personal reasons, this struck me deep.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.90625px;">So, for me, this was NOT an easy selection!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.90625px;">But, after much deliberation, I have chosen ......</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.90625px;"><b><a href="http://thefoaming.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">FOAM!!!!!</a></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.90625px;">Congratulations to EVERYONE!!!!!!!!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18.90625px;">Have a great weekend y'all! <span style="color: purple;"> </span></span></span><br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-76656959883773652872013-09-19T11:42:00.000-04:002013-09-19T11:44:40.490-04:00Even a blind squirrel finds a NUT(case) every now and then .....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Last week, the lovely <a href="http://www.everydaylifes.com/" target="_blank">Becca over at Everyday Life </a>was the hostess for Haiku Monday.<br />
The theme was LOSS.<br />
It's a subject that i'm sure all of us know just a bit too much about.<br />
I know I do.<br />
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Anyway, Becca chose ME as this weeks winner!<br />
Can you believe it?<br />
I know I can't!<br />
I stunned still!<br />
And grateful.<br />
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Here is my winning Haiku:<br />
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<i>36 years young</i><br />
<i>Body ravaged by cancer</i><br />
<i>Child bears witness</i><br />
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It was written in honor of my mother<br />
She's been gone 34 years now.<br />
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So, now it's up to me to chose a theme and host this weeks Haiku Monday.<br />
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I thought long and hard about what theme I wanted, and I decided upon <span style="color: orange;"><b>SEASONS.</b></span><br />
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<i>Guiding us through time</i><br />
<i>Spring, summer, autumn, winter</i><br />
<i>Seasons of our life</i><br />
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Write about your favorite season (s), ALL the seasons, the seasons of life, love, music, bugs, amoebas .... whatever twirls your skirt!<br />
Now, the rules:<br />
5-7-5 format please (although, i'm not THAT much of a stickler!)<br />
If you want to add visuals, video, music, etc. , that would be fantastic!<br />
I don't care how many you enter, but I will only judge 2. <br />
Just let me know which 2 please! :)<br />
Entries will need to be posted here by Monday at midnight PST.<br />
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I can't WAIT to see what y'all come up with!!!!<br />
Happy 'kuing everyone!<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-78944850397805547642013-09-14T15:09:00.000-04:002013-09-14T15:09:13.105-04:00Not dead. Really.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I've just been away.<br />
Physically and mentally.<br />
I traveled to Cleveland a few times in July to help my niece set up her apartment and start college.<br />
I spent most of August with Jack.<br />
In between I've been taking care of Dad .... which you can read about <a href="http://www.dantes2ndinferno.blogspot.com/2013/05/its-official.html" target="_blank">here</a> .<br />
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I'm not exactly sure how, but I managed to make it through the summer without killing anyone or ending up in Rehab.<br />
I consider it quite an accomplishment as I spent a fair amount of time partaking of my newest favorite beverage:<br />
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I'm generally NOT a fan of ales. <br />
I prefer stouts, porter, amber, dark lager, etc.<br />
The darker and more bitter, the better.<br />
However, on a blazing hot day, Redd's Apple was my go to.<br />
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I hope to get back into some regular writing.<br />
I miss it.<br />
I miss you all.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-81108828822790081522013-07-21T21:16:00.000-04:002013-07-21T22:54:42.063-04:00Down on the BAYOU ....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Happy Haiku Monday!<br />
That cheeky little monkey, <a href="http://ramblingsfrommytyper.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Rafa</a>, is our lovely host this week and has chosen the theme of BAYOU.<br />
Having lived in Florida for 10 years, i'm somewhat familiar with bayous.<br />
We just called them The Everglades.<br />
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Either way, they're mysterious ....<br />
Creepy .....<br />
Beautiful .....<br />
Haunting .....<br />
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I find myself drawn to them.<br />
Not sure why.<br />
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Here's my haiku in honor of the Bayou .....<br />
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Our resident Southern Belle,<a href="http://abporkrinds.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"> Aunty Belle</a> is our most gracious hostess this week.<br />
In keeping with the upcoming holiday, Aunty has chosen Independence as the theme.<br />
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Independence takes on many forms .... from an oppressed people who band together to fight for their freedom, to a young woman striking out on her own for the first time.<br />
I have chosen the latter to write about today.<br />
My beautiful, smart, talented niece who leaves for college today.<br />
She and I have shared many in-depth conversations and I consider it an honor that she feels comfortable<br />
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I will miss her terribly, but I know she will become more amazing and do incredible things!<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-18845099469742922152013-06-24T12:12:00.000-04:002013-06-24T12:13:56.094-04:00HE DID IT!!!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My smart, funny, talented graduated son graduated from High School yesterday.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-13921359148737553872013-06-05T21:01:00.000-04:002013-06-05T21:01:06.824-04:00FML .....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I just found my upright freezer door cracked .....<br />
ALL the food inside is thawed, warm and needs to be tossed.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-65322313108513469132013-06-02T19:43:00.000-04:002013-06-02T19:43:59.026-04:00Countdown ....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My son graduates from high school in three weeks<br />
I'm excited for him.<br />
And scared.<br />
The world is a far different place than when I graduated.<br />
A college degree doesn't guarantee fuckall.<br />
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Thankfully, he is going into a field that hasn't slowed down and doesn't really show any signs of slowing down.<br />
Healthcare.<br />
He wants to be a Physical Therapist.<br />
He's already in his 2nd year of Personal Trainer, so when he graduates he can sit for his license and be a Certified Personal Trainer and work in a Gym or on his own while he's attending college.<br />
He thought ahead about all this, which is more than I can say for myself.<br />
I mean, I knew I wanted to go into healthcare, I just wasn't sure what I wanted to do exactly.<br />
27 years since I left high school and I am NOT working in healthcare! lol<br />
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Anywho, the countdown is on ... and I find myself increasingly torn.<br />
One minute i'm excited, and the next i'm bawling my eyes out and then i'm mad as hell about every little thing he's doing (or not doing).<br />
I have a graduation party for 3 (my niece and nephew are also graduating) to plan, buy for and execute,<br />
It's the end of the school year and I have Dad to take care of, and well .....<br />
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I feel like i'm riding a psychotic horse into a burning barn!<br />
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<a href="http://dantes2ndinferno.blogspot.com/2012/06/is-june-over-yet.html" target="_blank">The most dreaded of ALL months for me</a>.<br />
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I feel like i'm whining and bitching, but if I don't write all this, I may have a nervous breakdown.<br />
And I can't afford to have one of them.<br />
I have too much shit to do.<br />
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-2810917203671701712013-05-26T23:42:00.001-04:002013-05-26T23:43:19.982-04:00Remembering .....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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BlazngScarlethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09240507708999563717noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10809191.post-691234209955871682013-05-24T12:50:00.000-04:002013-05-24T12:50:48.523-04:00Are you serious???? <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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