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 |   One writer's journey |
 She sat down at her old wooden desk, pen at the ready. Her thoughts raced. What shall I write today? Tilting her head to the side, a small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth before enveloping her delicate face. The purple ink began to fill the once blank sheet, each stroke a labor of pure joy as the words flowed from her mind, her heart, her very soul.  My Dreams... to write of romance and endless love to love without boundaries to learn from past mistakes to laugh with all my heart to be the woman I am meant to be  TODAY... I will reach for the stars Will not give up Will give all that I have Dare to dream the impossible dream For anything in this life is possible   <---I am blown away by this    |
| Yes, I am capable of forgiveness. Aren't well all? What it comes down to is IF I want to forgive someone. And I guess the answer is simple. If the person in questions as asked for it, and is truly trying to better themselves, then, YES I can forgive. That's the easy part because I am the type of person who constantly goes out on a limb for others. Gawd if you're in need, come to me. I will go out of my way to help. I don't know how to say no. If you are the person begging for forgiveness, yet continue to stay on the same path, never making amends, and doing the same crap as usual, then, NO. What would be the point? To make you feel better? Blah, so not up for that. Don't bother to ask unless you really want my forgiveness, and you have actually done what it is you say you're going to do. Going through the motions in front of me, and running off to continue on your downward spirial gets you nowhere fast. Saw this video last night and remebered how much I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it. Song is good as well, but the video. So makes me wanna dance. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMzBLoKSGJI |
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| abounds in my town. First off, yesterday cops were at our neighbors house. Zak was just too curious to stay inside, so he headed across the street to make sure the elderly gentleman was ok. He spoke to the police and to another neighbor before coming home to report what was happening. Seems the old guy was carjacked by two women who roughed him up and dumped him in Detroit on Saturday. When the police came to check on him Sunday, he was no where to be found, and they got worried. Seems the pastor took him to church and were taking care of him (yet another neighbor). Hope he recovers soon and they find his Lincoln. Today I took Danny back to the doctor. He's getting better. Woots!! Just a few more days of the inhaler and he can start fasting with the rest of us. He has to be at school bright and early tomorrow for link crew and to get a feel for High School. He's not looking forward to it. I am. Both kids at one school, only one drop off and pick up, hot damn, it makes me happy, lol. Picked up Zak's xrays. I am stunned to see the curve in his spine, in two places. 6 degrees in his lower back, and 20 degrees in his upper back. He sees the orthopedic surgeon next week. I am trying to stay optomistic. Won't do him a bit of good if I freak out. Yet when he saw the xrays, it hit him pretty hard. Poor kid. Ramadan is kicking my booty. Day three and I feel worse than I did on Saturday. Probably because I slept like crap last night. Hope to hit that deep sleep tonight. At work today, the hoist broke while a car was up in the air. The oil change, which should have taken only 20 minutes or so turned into 4 hours easy. Getting someone out to repair the darn thing was a nightmare. One call to the landlord, had him calling his previous tennant, and then he called Bill's across the street from us. I of course ran across the street and talked to Bill myself, who told me they called him to get a number, but didn't take it. Well I called, cause if you want something done, you have to do it yourself.  Anyway the car finally made it down and we could get back to work. I am now addicted to facebook. OMG. Finding so many people from HS there. So nice to find Missy again after such a long stretch. I saw my very first concert with her. B52s baby. What a great show. I'm exhausted, heading out. Oh Update Chapters 3 and half of 4 of Megan's edited. Reviews for CRC and Mainstream done. Yes, I rock, mwahahahahahahah |
| It was a long day, lol. But, it wasn't that bad. Mostly, due the weather. Can't complain about fasting when it's in the 70s. Helps your body to get used to it before we hit the 80s again. Hit the meat market and the fruit market, so we are ready for the next few days. I was bad, didn't review or edit anything. I did nap. The headache started and it was only 1:30pm. The only way to survive until sundown was to sleep. So I did. I didn't even clean the house, which is my usual Saturday ritual. Hmm, hope it doesn't make me lazy. Not like I'm big into keeping my house neat and tidy anyway.  Tis my update. Oh, Here's a shocker. R joined facebook. And not only that, the man even added a few pictures. I am still stunned knowing how much he hates these sites, lol. Hubby is moving up in the world. Some prayers are needed, so here's to Rachel. May things turn around and your son heal ASAP racheld |
| And what a Friday it's been. I didn't want to get up this morning. Seems like sleep keeps eluding me, and no matter how much I get, it's never enough. I blame the time change. Took Danny to the doctor and his lungs haven't improved so he has to up the inhaler usage. Also wants us to push fluids. OK. Test results for Zak, not that I understood a damn thing the doctor was reading from the xray report, but in a nutshell, he has to see a surgeon. Something about 20%. Don't exactly know if that's the curvature, or percentage of Scoliosis, but it's time for me to start digging into this on the net and ease my mind a bit, if possible. Dude! I got a Dell!! Seriously, is it bad that it matches my cell phone perfectly? Both purple. Woots. I mean, hey, if I was gonna fork over the cash, it had better be pretty, lol. I am loving the new laptop. Had it for a little over a week now, and I can say it's fantastic. Also am digging my car. I took the Monte Carlo, have been getting used to driving it. Not a bad ride. Had to replace the cracked windshield and fix the widow switch, but that's not a big deal. Had all that done to it on Thursday. I swear in the right light, you'd question whether or not that car was purple instead of burgandy. Ramadan starts tomorrow. We stocked up on some goodies so we can get up in the night and eat before sun up. Can't believe we'll be fasting until 8:30pm ish. Oh well, we'll manage, we always do. That's it, update over, T is gone. |
| Yeah, that's how I feel. I had this plan. Go to an Alanon meeting, get as much info as I could, find a way to do an intervention, confront my family member, watch as he finally gets help and gets better. I got my mother to come with me to the meeting. And we don't realize it's a strictly AA meeting. Until the end. When we are told that the meeting we're looking for is downstairs. Not that there were signs posted anywhere in that church, mind you. But, I know any addiction has a process. And we met some good people. People that gave me hope. I saw strength in that meeting, from people who'd hit rock bottom. They managed to pick themselves up, get help, and find a purpose in life again. I want that for M. But I am fearful it will never happen. He hasn't even realized that I stopped inviting him to my home. Not one birthday party in over a year, not a BBQ, which we have every weekend. It's like I don't exist if I am not handing over money for him to blow. And he's blown a lot. So much so that it boggles my mind, and not a damn thing he has to show for it. Heartache - yes mine aches tonight. I want that hope. I want to surround him, every family member left and let him know what his actions are doing to us. Let him know that the only way he can come to us is when he's hit rock bottom, when he's ready to fight this thing, and not to come a calling before hand. But, I am not that strong. I know it. If he were to show up tomorrow, I'd let him in. And then I'd be pissed. Not yelling at him, but at hubby and complaining about what an ass I am for not sticking to my guns. This is so hard. Harder than I want it to be, harder than I imagined it to be. I'm going to go and look for some more hope in the books they provided us. Maybe then I will feel good enough to let it go from my mind for just a little bit. |
| OMG it's finally here. Zak and Danny's movie. The one everyone is waiting to see. It's in two parts, only way to upload it to youtube. Enjoy!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pvsVd2B97SQ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A1ds2JyqCBo&feature=channel and OMG Behind the scenes, lol http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hJnnNr-xlek&feature=channel |
| Well, it's been a pretty busy day. I didn't work. Ran to the mall to pay a bill, and of course I had to peek into G by Guess. I should have changed my name to Guess by the amount of money I filter into that store. I'm addicted. I admit it. Watches, sunglasses, purses, wallets. Not to mention the clothing. I should really start buying stock in the company at this point, Then I hit the dealership, bought a second set of keys for the Monte and ordered the key pad. Now I can let go of the paranoia about losing the only set we have. ~~~T wipes brow.~~~ Headed into work and brought lunch for Hubby. He was happy to see me. Always makes a girl smile and saunter, lol. Then I headed home, did a few reviews, then off to the doctor we go. Here's what I get for thinking. I had a plan. Go there, check Danny, give me cough medicine for him. Do Zak's physical, pat him on the back and off we go, right? WRONG. I mean seriously, how wrong can I be? Well, Danny had to sit on the breathing machine because Dr. H didn't like what he heard in his lungs. I get the boot during Zak's physical, go sit with Danny and text with Lutzy. We go back to the room. Zak has to have blood work up, had a shot, no biggie. Can take care of the blook work on Saturday morning. And then.....BAM. Here's a paper to go get an xray of his back. Why? *puzzled* I mean, they checked his back last year, can't be that different can it? According to Dr. H. it can, and it is. There is a curvature of his spine. Danny gets an inhaler and another visit to the doc on Friday. Freaked. HELL YES. And unfortunately, in this day of finding whatever you'd like on the internet, Zak's been scoping and is not taking the news well. Granted we don't know anything yet. But Scoliosis is a scary name to say, and where your mind goes with this info would freak anyone out. He insists that we go tomorrow morning to get the xray, which I won't refuse him. I don't want my boy overthinking any longer than necessary, not to mention myself. We come home, and then Zak and I head off to get his senior picture taken.  Seriously, how did he get to be 17 so fast? I'm not ready. I want him little again, so I can cuddle and hold him and tell him that I can make it all better. Gawd how much I miss that. And I will admit, getting a hug from the boy who is now 3" taller than I am isn't so bad. I rather enjoy that. It's a trade off is what it is. I'll take it all. So we hang out, I'm reviewing, Zak's chatting online, as is Danny, and then it happens. Zak starts screaming, sirens are blaring outside, my corner is completely blocked in. Three young men are in handcuffs on the lawn, 4 cars surrounded by police. Holy Shizzle Sticks!  What a sight to behold. Zak of course grabs his video camera to tape this not so everyday occurance. And I start to tell him he can't, as images from news reports flash through my mind. Well, I guess he can, can't he? The K9 is called in. Police from two cities are here, two tow trucks, and once the dog finds the drugs, they pack up the three men, take away two cars, and open the road back up. It was so funny to see car after car come down the street, sit and watch for a minute before turning around to go elsewhere. We are a nosy society all right. Gotta scope the action before we head off to do whatever it is we were going to be doing in the first place.Tasks finished ~ CRC Reviews  Song for today ~~side note ~~I'm not a Beyonce fan, so please excuse her presence in my blog http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4_9LiHQd5c |
| Today I go green. Being that it's hubby's favorite color. And that today is our 18th wedding anniversary. In all honesty, the last few years have been a struggle for us. How we managed to stay together sometimes seems like a miracle. Many things seemed to be working against us. Mostly, communication. I basically stopped. And that only made the divide wider. But today, things are much different for us. We are back on track, and we work at our marriage every day. Not an easy task. And I am being more vocal about my wants and needs, and ask what it is I can do for him. Something I completely stopped doing. So, R, it's been one hell of a ride for us. We've loved, laughed and cried over the years, but we're still standing. For that, I am thankful. Just as I am for having you in my life. This is for you. And yes, there are still those moments when... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=usUDLDZS4KQ&feature=related On task this week ~~ Edit chapter one of Megan's Man Edit chapter two of Megan's Man Reviews for CRC Review for MM Review for RH Review for EH Maxine Says I keep losing my money on cards... my Mastercard, my Visa card, my Discover card... Ain't that the truth? Song of the Day Since Zak showed me how to find and download songs, I've gone back a few years, and forgot how much I loved this one. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c-EiKPrAOHA Happy Listening. ~~~T heads off to get ready for the big DATE. Woots~~~~  |
| It's been a busy weekend around here. Tearing up the house always seems like extra work when you walk around looking at all the piles that accumulate in rapid sucession. Thankfully, most of those piles found a new home in the garbage. I am so bad about keeping crap we no longer need/use, and the things we swear we'll fix, but seldom do. Seriously, does it ever get fixed? No. It sits around and gets moved from one place to the next until I decide to take back the house from the clutter. What a pattern I've created. Well, I'm done with that. No more, I say. From now on, if it breaks, and no one fixes it within a week, into the garbage it goes. I like being able to relax in my domain, to not have to look at the clutter, or stacks that need to be gone through. Now I've made this promise to myself in the past (countless times in fact), but this time, there is something different. With a 4 year time table of moving to Lebanon, I can no longer keep that clutter. It can't go with us. If I don't tackle it now, then I'll be doing it later, and I'll have plenty to do then. So I bought a book shelf and cleared off my desk. I need a place to do my homework once I go back to college in two weeks. OMG!! I'm going back to college in two weeks. T screams at the top of her lungs, brings the kids running to see what's wrong. And yes, this is my new name. The third in fact. First I was theresa with the handle of Acert, then Purpleprincess, and used too many handles to name. I wanted to spice things up, get a new start, and that included my blog. I want some kind of theme,not my usual randomness. So today I'm just updating. None of this was supposed to take place until August 17th, but I got too exicted and couldn't wait any longer. I had the plan, so on impulse I carried it out late last night. Crazy, I know. But, no one ever accused me of NOT being crazy. I left word with three of my groups, need to update a few more,my own included. OOPS. My bad.  And I only sent one mass email to my friends to let them know what I've done. Guess that's where I head off to now. And don't forget, CRC's auction is up and running. Bid wdc-ers, BID!!http://www.writing.com/main/forums/item_id/1588177 |
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