Peeps & Cadbury eggs

Happy Easter y'all!

Weird Science

A few weeks ago I went to the doctor to try and find out why I haven't been able to sleep for shit.
Granted, I'm a parent so I haven't really had a decent nights sleep in about 20 years.
Also, my hysterectomy 2 years ago has thrown me into full blown menopause.
Yay me.

Anyway, my sleep has been worse than my normal crappy sleep.
So, my doctor sent me for a Sleep Study to see if maybe I was suffering from sleep apnea.
My son dropped me off at the center at 8pm on Friday night and I was taken to a private room.
It was really nice.
Queen size pillow top bed, fluffy pillows and soft cotton sheets.
It was like being in a hotel.
Till I got to the bathroom.
*sigh*
It looked like a hospital bathroom ... only, there was no shower.
WTH????
Well, maybe it won't be so bad.
I was wrong.

The therapist comes in, opens a closet door and starts taking out a whole bunch of wires.
She has me sit in a chair and proceeds to start washing my arms, legs, face, scalp and chest
with alcohol.
Then she starts attaching all these damn electrodes to me.
THEN all the damn wires!
WTH?????
I feel like Frankenstein.
Only with better hair.

Well, it WAS better till the stupid vaseline and electrodes were attached.
There I am ... aren't I stunning?!
Well, I wasn't done yet.
Oh no, I still had to have the belt across the chest (you can see part of it in the pic) and another
across the hips.
Next was the strip that ran under my nose from cheek to cheek.
Finally, a plastic piece up both nostrils and another that "sat" just inside my mouth.
Now, sleep like you normally would.

Are you serious?????
How the hell does ANYONE sleep with all that crap attached to you?
I sure didn't.
It was horrible.

This week I received a call from the center ....
The doctor wants me back in for another test.
Apparently my breathing becomes very shallow, but it doesn't stop.

I have no idea what will come of this.
I just know that I get to spend Valentines Day tied up.
Just not in the way I prefer.

My 2014 wish ....

Merry New Year!
I hope everyone out there had a FABULOUS holiday season filled with laughter, happiness and love.
I know I did.

Part of my wish for ALL of you is this ....

It's my wish for myself as well.
That and un-fucking my life (thanks Daisyfae!).

My mantra this year is an oldie ... but one I forgot along the way .....
Give Bliss a Chance!

I feel so lucky to share another year with y'all!
xoxoxoxoxoxox
~ Blaze

Way back Wednesday

The year was 1986.
June.
I was a senior in High School and it was
PROM NIGHT!!!!!!!!

Yes, that is me in the Princessy/Cinderella gown.
White gloves and all!
Sexy eh?!

Mark, my date for the night, was not my first choice.
No, my first choice decided he didn't want to be "tied down".
One week before prom.
(My life was like a John Hughes movie)
Anyway, Mark, being the sweetheart he was, came in at the last minute and asked me to go with him.
(yeah, I had NO CLUE he had a crush on me. Really)

I figured, why the hell not?
Besides, he had a KILLER car!

*sigh*
If only I knew then what I know now .....
and DAMNIT! Can I have that 17 year old body back??????????

Oh, in case anyone cares, the Billboard Top song from this date was:

Ahhhh .... Patti LaBelle ....

Baggage

I've been doing a lot of reflection lately.
Looking back on my life and seeing when/where I made bad choices, mistakes, missed opportunities, etc.
It's not always a good thing to look back on ones life.
Yet, it is.
Make sense?
It's alright, I hardly ever make sense.
Ask my kids.
They'll just tell you that I have "issues".
Which I do.
(Don't we all????)

I am very much aware of my "issues" ....
All the faults, shortcomings, fears, etc.
Maybe too aware.
I know why I do what I do and act the way I do.
Someday I may get the guts to write about it all.
Unload all my raggedy-ass baggage.
But today?
Not so much.
Today i'm just continuing my reflection and introspection.
Besides, it's my dirty little life.

Even a blind squirrel finds a NUT(case) every now and then .....

Last week, the lovely Becca over at Everyday Life was the hostess for Haiku Monday.
The theme was LOSS.
It's a subject that i'm sure all of us know just a bit too much about.
I know I do.

Anyway, Becca chose ME as this weeks winner!
Can you believe it?
I know I can't!
I stunned still!
And grateful.

Here is my winning Haiku:

36 years young
Body ravaged by cancer
Child bears witness

It was written in honor of my mother
She's been gone 34 years now.

So, now it's up to me to chose a theme and host this weeks Haiku Monday.

I thought long and hard about what theme I wanted, and I decided upon SEASONS.

Guiding us through time
Spring, summer, autumn, winter
Seasons of our life

Write about your favorite season (s), ALL the seasons, the seasons of life, love, music, bugs, amoebas .... whatever twirls your skirt!
Now, the rules:
5-7-5 format please (although, i'm not THAT much of a stickler!)
If you want to add visuals, video, music, etc. , that would be fantastic!
I don't care how many you enter, but I will only judge 2.
Just let me know which 2 please!  :)
Entries will need to be posted here by Monday at midnight PST.

I can't WAIT to see what y'all come up with!!!!
Happy 'kuing everyone!

Easter

Just a few thoughts and images from my head to yours ....

HAPPY EASTER!!!!!!

Carnival

Being as today is Friday, I decided to post a Flashback Video.
I'm in the mood for some kick-ass music from another relatively local girl.
Jamestowns own Natalie Merchant.

Loved her with 10,000 maniacs ....
love her as a solo artist.

Enjoy .....

Have a great weekend y'all!

Ass whoopin'

December kicked my ass.

I ended the year going to funerals (5 of 'em) in between trying to get everything ready for Christmas.
Christmas Day found me with snuggling Woobie as he had a temp of 102 and was pukey.
New Years Eve found me hugging the toilet for hours on end with a very nasty case of stomach flu knowing also that I had to drive 300+ miles the next day as I had to be back to work on the 2nd.

January 2013?
So far, we're all good.
YAY!!!!!!!
Welcome 2013!

I wish you all much peace, love, happiness joy and health for the coming year!

Party like it's 12/21/12 ......

This better happen soon .....
I hear the end of the world is close.

Merry Christmas ......

Rocky Monday ....

Happy pre-Thanksgiving y'all!
I know for many people this week is crazy.
Myself included.

However, the lovely Serendipity has chosen a most interesting theme for this week, and I couldn't resist!
She asked us to write about a particular rock formation that we love.
Maybe even inspired us.

I knew right away that I wanted to write about my most favorite place in the world ......
Niagara Falls.
Niagara originates from the Neutral Indian name "Ongniaahra"
meaning "Thunder of Waters".

I have written about it's awesomeness on a few occasions.
No matter how old I get, I am still awed by it's power and beauty.
Visiting the Falls renews my spirit.

Back in 1969, the Mighty Niagara's water flow was stopped so that the Army Corps of Engineers could assess
just how much erosion was occurring and to clear out some of the broken rocks at the bottom.
Of course, scientists also took samples of the river bed, mosses, etc.

So, my Haiku for this week is of Niagara Falls WITHOUT the water.
Still beautiful, grand and powerful (in my opinion)

Unnatural sight
Even the Mighty is frail
Till the river flows

This is what we're all used to seeing:

I am still in awe.

CHERing Friday!

YAY!
I made it to Friday!
WHOO HOOOO

It's time for some Cosmos and Cher!
Yes, I adore Cher.
Always have, always will.


Seriously, how can you NOT love her?
Love her or hate her, you have GOT to love the Bob Mackie creations!

 

Wild hair ....

As most of you already know, I am a natural born red-head.
A ginger.
Through the years, my hair has gone from strawberry blonde to dark auburn and everything in between.
Ok, so mostly it's now grey/gray.

Well, for many years now, I have dreamt of having REALLY dark, almost Raven black hair.
I have blue-grey eyes, fair skin and freckles galore, so severely dark hair like that would probably not look so good.
But  ... me being me, I decided to just take the plunge.

Here I am before:

And here's what I look like now:

Whaddya think?????

I may or may not have had a glass or two (5) of wine in pic #2.
Just sayin' .....

Dicking around .....

It's a great dicking around day .....
Chilly, rainy, altogether craptacular.

Now, if only I had a dick to be dicking with ......
*sigh*

I woke up on this side of the dirt ....

Now, who bought me the vodka & chocolate???????

Hiatus .....

Taking time to have something of a vacation before the full swing of school starts again.
Till then .....

See y'all soon!

Hair today ....

Last weekend, Jack & I had a wedding to attend.
On the day of the wedding, his niece came over to do his Mothers and his daughters hair.
I hadn't made an appointment for mine as I feel very capable of doing it myself.
However, Jack's Mother would have none of that.
So, I sat and she did my hair.
It was awful.
Bless her little heart ....
She's sweet as can be and puts forth all her effort.
Believe me, I appreciated her hard work.
My hair is a bitch and a half to style.
It's unbelievably long (down to my waist), it's thick, naturally curly and it frizzes.
My hair frustrates MY hairdresser and i've been seeing her for 20+ years!

Anyway, as she was styling me, she asked if she could come back on Sunday and just give me a trim.
I agreed because I knew my ends needed a good 2"-3" off.
Sunday at around 5, there was a knock on the door.
It was Jack's niece.
She had arrived to trim me up.

I wet my hair down and she got down to business.
As i'm sitting there hearing the snip snip, it dawns on me that I haven't seen any of the hair that's been cut.
But in my heart, I knew.
She had NOT followed our agreement of 3" MAX taken off.
Jack's daughter walking in confirmed my suspicions.
Her eyes were wide with horror.

When she finished, I stepped away to the bathroom to see what had become of my lovely mane.
I looked in the mirror and burst into tears.
My hair was GONE.
My waist length hair is now barely touching my shoulders.

I have been distraught ever since.
I know it's silly ...
I know there's nothing I can do about it ....
I know it'll grow back .....
But right now?
I'm sad and angry.
I feel naked and exposed.
I feel OLD.
I don't feel pretty.
(ok, i never feel pretty .... but that's a whole other post)


I don't feel like ME.

Just live ....

Recently, I was reminded that I need to not just Give Bliss a Chance,
but really ... EMBRACE IT.
Not just talk about it.
Even on days when I don't much feel like it.

My bliss today is in remembering and celebrating my Mothers LIFE.
I remember hearing this back in 1976.
I was only 8.
We both loved the beat.
It made us happy ..... and we DANCED.
Unashamed and  full of happiness and joy.

33 years have passed .... but today i'm going to dance like I was 8!

 


 Love you Mom!

I am Mom .....

.... hear me bitch!

Happy Mothers Day to all Moms out there
Whether you're a "traditional" Mom, a step-Mom, a loving Aunt (Grandparent ,etc), A DAD or a Mom to our four-legged children, Moms are special.
And today I honor you .... ALL OF YOU!
(myself included! lol)

Happy Mothers Day!

Double D .....

Yep .... i'm a Double D!