She enters her room and closes the door
Then quietly sits on the bed.
Staring blankly into space
She raises a hand to her head.
Where's the girl she used to be?
The charmer of all men?
The bonafide life of the party
With a plethora of friends?
The telephone no longer rings,
No one comes by or calls.
Pushing her hair out of her face
To her lap her hand now falls.
In her mind she thinks back
To when life was full and fun.
Long ago and far away
Now it seems her life is done.
Her looks have faded, hair is gray,
The kids are grown and gone.
Everyone's forgotten her:
She's older and alone.
The man she knew and thought would stay
She hasn't seen in years.
She gave her all to no avail:
Her eyes release her tears.
Why did eveyone leave her?
She lies down on the bed.
Guess she's no good anymore,
She might as well be dead.
She reaches for the vial of pills
It empties into her hand.
She takes a drink and swallows deep
To reach the Promised Land.
Her eyes are closing and she feels
A warm light on her face.
Then quietly, with no fanfare
She leaves the human race.
Who will miss this lonely soul?
Neither you nor I.
Looks like that's the reason why
This woman chose to die...
Could there be a different end?
That's our choice to make.
Please reach out to others so
This choice they do not take.
The holidays are the loneliest and most depressing time of the year for many people. Please take a moment to reach out to someone and let them know that they aren't alone; and that someone is thinking about them. Hey, you never know if this poem could be about you or someone you know someday.
Goodnight. I'll be more upbeat next time.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
I Can Sleep When I'm Dead
We all hear people say this but you know what: I don't want to sleep when I'm dead, I want to sleep NOW. I am exhausted! Not just because it was a holiday week and I was doing a lot and went out the night before Thanksgiving (and had a blast, by the way). No, I'm more exhausted because I got virtually no sleep last night and had weird dreams that kept waking me up. Like I had a dream that there was a dragon in my basement, and when a friend and I went down there the dragon came out of hiding and blew fire at us as we raced back up the stairs. There is no basement here...
Then I had another dream where I was moving a couple of boxes, and I saw where there was a hole in the wall near the floor. So of course all I could think about was that something had chewed a hole and was going to come through there. I moved a box back in front of the hole; and then I realized if the thing could chew through the wall, chances are it could chew through a cardboard box. Even in my dream I knew I was screwed...
Then when I was trying to fall back asleep, I felt like I was falling so I kept waking up. This game got old around 7 a.m. so I turned on the TV, like that was going to help. I figured that maybe since I was so tired I would get an excused absence from church; but when I called my mother she said she wanted to go so I got up. No rest for the weary!
But it was good for me to go to church. I managed to catch a nap this afternoon while I pretended to watch the Falcons game (I know we're on the east coast, but dear Lord can we please get a Raiders game once in a while???). So right now I am still pretty coherent, but my butt will be in my bed by 9 p.m. Only half an hour to go!
And guess what? My Christmas tree is up and decorated! It looks so lovely: I am very pleased. So I have a good long while to look at it and enjoy it :o)
Goodnight...hopefully there won't be any "falling" tonight!
Then I had another dream where I was moving a couple of boxes, and I saw where there was a hole in the wall near the floor. So of course all I could think about was that something had chewed a hole and was going to come through there. I moved a box back in front of the hole; and then I realized if the thing could chew through the wall, chances are it could chew through a cardboard box. Even in my dream I knew I was screwed...
Then when I was trying to fall back asleep, I felt like I was falling so I kept waking up. This game got old around 7 a.m. so I turned on the TV, like that was going to help. I figured that maybe since I was so tired I would get an excused absence from church; but when I called my mother she said she wanted to go so I got up. No rest for the weary!
But it was good for me to go to church. I managed to catch a nap this afternoon while I pretended to watch the Falcons game (I know we're on the east coast, but dear Lord can we please get a Raiders game once in a while???). So right now I am still pretty coherent, but my butt will be in my bed by 9 p.m. Only half an hour to go!
And guess what? My Christmas tree is up and decorated! It looks so lovely: I am very pleased. So I have a good long while to look at it and enjoy it :o)
Goodnight...hopefully there won't be any "falling" tonight!
Friday, November 26, 2010
From the Sublime to the Ridiculous
November hasn't been the greatest month for me, so imagine how thrilled I was when Schmoop-dog gave me a $100 gift certificate for spa services for my birthday. Earlier this week I had decided that while everyone else was killing themselves with black Friday shopping, I would be enjoying an hour-long Swedish Massage.
I went to my favorite spa, Body Relief, up on Route 9. There are two masseuses that I really like there, Stephen and Heather (they are awesome!). Stephen was on vacation this week so Heather was the lucky one today 😃
I'm not going to get into the absolute splendor of the massage: how relaxing and heavenly the soothing music and lavender oil were in taking me away to a calm, peaceful place that was exactly what the doctor ordered.
Nope: I'm going to tell you how my magical euphoria lasted all of 15 minutes: or until I had gotten in my car and was driving home. I made the mistake of turning on my cell phone; and 5 minutes later my oldest daughter called to complain about the "unfair" treatment she gets in comparison to her younger sister. While she's on the line her sister buzzes in with her own version of the events that had unfolded while I had been enjoying my spa retreat. Apparently it all stemmed from Kitty asking my sister to borrow money and receiving it, while her sister did NOT ask and therefore did NOT get any money. Confused? EXACTLY! My daughters are certainly old enough to a) solve their own differences; b) open their mouths to ask for something if they want it; and c) BE SMART ENOUGH TO HANDLE THEIR FINANCES BETTER BECAUSE THEY BOTH HAVE JOBS!
I mean seriously? It's a good thing there's still $35 left on my gift certificate because when payday rolls around: they are both going to give me enough for another 1-hour massage. Hey: they owe me for harshing my buzz with their foolishness. And they'd better give me enough for the tip, too. I tip at least 20% and trust me: it's worth it!
I went to my favorite spa, Body Relief, up on Route 9. There are two masseuses that I really like there, Stephen and Heather (they are awesome!). Stephen was on vacation this week so Heather was the lucky one today 😃
I'm not going to get into the absolute splendor of the massage: how relaxing and heavenly the soothing music and lavender oil were in taking me away to a calm, peaceful place that was exactly what the doctor ordered.
Nope: I'm going to tell you how my magical euphoria lasted all of 15 minutes: or until I had gotten in my car and was driving home. I made the mistake of turning on my cell phone; and 5 minutes later my oldest daughter called to complain about the "unfair" treatment she gets in comparison to her younger sister. While she's on the line her sister buzzes in with her own version of the events that had unfolded while I had been enjoying my spa retreat. Apparently it all stemmed from Kitty asking my sister to borrow money and receiving it, while her sister did NOT ask and therefore did NOT get any money. Confused? EXACTLY! My daughters are certainly old enough to a) solve their own differences; b) open their mouths to ask for something if they want it; and c) BE SMART ENOUGH TO HANDLE THEIR FINANCES BETTER BECAUSE THEY BOTH HAVE JOBS!
I mean seriously? It's a good thing there's still $35 left on my gift certificate because when payday rolls around: they are both going to give me enough for another 1-hour massage. Hey: they owe me for harshing my buzz with their foolishness. And they'd better give me enough for the tip, too. I tip at least 20% and trust me: it's worth it!
Seriously: are my two grown daughters ever going to grow up???
Thursday, November 25, 2010
My Favorite Thanksgiving Memory
I am so stuffed! What a great Thanksgiving dinner we had: a lot of great food and family to share it. Unfortunately I kept falling asleep during the after-dinner video viewing, and my family kept waking me up! But love them anyway😊
So I promised you my favorite Thanksgiving memory tonight; and I'll be as succinct as possible because I am sooo ready for bed...
It was either 2006 or 2007. My oldest daughter Brie was living on the west coast, so only my youngest daughter Kitty was home. As usual, we went over to my mother's house for dinner. Brie had wanted me to call her when we were having dinner so she could say hi to everyone: her grandmother, my sister and brother and Kitty.
I had put my cell phone in the middle of the kitchen table while we were eating and Brie called. We had some conversation on speaker phone, and then she asked what we were having because she was nostalgic about my mother's cooking. I said, "Turkey, stuffing, ham, collard greens, crescent rolls, mashed potatoes, etc. and extra gizzards." At this point she said, "Gizzards? What are those?" I replied, "they're part of the giblets, that are in the little paper bag in the turkey." To this Brie said, "In the bag? Are they turkey balls?" "No they're not turkey balls!" I exclaimed. At this point, without missing a beat, Kitty said, "I know what balls are." Then, in a stage whisper that could be heard in the next room, she added, "Scro-tum."
My brother had to get up and leave the room as my sister spit out her food laughing. Brie was rolling on the other end of the phone and my mother broke out of her reverie to say, "What did she say? What are you talking about?" I was laughing so hard I couldn't tell her. And Kitty calmly resumed eating.
Oh, if only you could have been there. To this day, if anyone mentions the word gizzard someone will pipe up "Scrotum!" and we still laugh like hyenas.
That's one of the stories I like the best. I hope you all had a lovely Thanksgiving and were able to share some fun stories as well. And now when Kitty comes out with one of her outrageous remarks, Brie is home to hear them!
So I promised you my favorite Thanksgiving memory tonight; and I'll be as succinct as possible because I am sooo ready for bed...
It was either 2006 or 2007. My oldest daughter Brie was living on the west coast, so only my youngest daughter Kitty was home. As usual, we went over to my mother's house for dinner. Brie had wanted me to call her when we were having dinner so she could say hi to everyone: her grandmother, my sister and brother and Kitty.
I had put my cell phone in the middle of the kitchen table while we were eating and Brie called. We had some conversation on speaker phone, and then she asked what we were having because she was nostalgic about my mother's cooking. I said, "Turkey, stuffing, ham, collard greens, crescent rolls, mashed potatoes, etc. and extra gizzards." At this point she said, "Gizzards? What are those?" I replied, "they're part of the giblets, that are in the little paper bag in the turkey." To this Brie said, "In the bag? Are they turkey balls?" "No they're not turkey balls!" I exclaimed. At this point, without missing a beat, Kitty said, "I know what balls are." Then, in a stage whisper that could be heard in the next room, she added, "Scro-tum."
My brother had to get up and leave the room as my sister spit out her food laughing. Brie was rolling on the other end of the phone and my mother broke out of her reverie to say, "What did she say? What are you talking about?" I was laughing so hard I couldn't tell her. And Kitty calmly resumed eating.
Oh, if only you could have been there. To this day, if anyone mentions the word gizzard someone will pipe up "Scrotum!" and we still laugh like hyenas.
That's one of the stories I like the best. I hope you all had a lovely Thanksgiving and were able to share some fun stories as well. And now when Kitty comes out with one of her outrageous remarks, Brie is home to hear them!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Thanksgiving Eve
I was thinking about making tonight my Thanksgiving post, but now I don't have time. I have to get ready to go out with my daughter to JP Bruno's to see one of our favorite bands, Funk Evolution. The trumpet player works with me and I believe in supporting people I know (remember my loyalty description in my profile?). Also, the owner of Bruno's is my baby brother's best friend; and really easy on the eyes ;-) (Hi Perry!).
Anyhoo it's cold and windy out but I will go out for one set. The band really does rock; and I love a really tight horn section. Granted, I am tired and not looking forward to putting on eye makeup and vraving the wind, but it's the biggest party night of the year so I guess I should do it. Besides, it's a 4-day weekend for me so I know I can catch up on my sleep later.
With that said, I have to go change my clothes. Who knows? I could meet someone interesting...rich and good-looking!
I'll give you my Thanksgiving blog tomorrow. Now you have something to look forward to besides a belly full of turkey!
Toodles!
Anyhoo it's cold and windy out but I will go out for one set. The band really does rock; and I love a really tight horn section. Granted, I am tired and not looking forward to putting on eye makeup and vraving the wind, but it's the biggest party night of the year so I guess I should do it. Besides, it's a 4-day weekend for me so I know I can catch up on my sleep later.
With that said, I have to go change my clothes. Who knows? I could meet someone interesting...rich and good-looking!
I'll give you my Thanksgiving blog tomorrow. Now you have something to look forward to besides a belly full of turkey!
Toodles!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Old Friends
It was a really long day at work today. I had made plans with my best friend from college to meet at Friendly's at 6, but during the course of the day I was really feeling like I wanted to cancel. It's 2 days before Thanksgiving and I have a lot to do; plus I've been sleep deprived all week. But I met her anyway; with my oldest daughter in tow as she'd had a bad day.
But once I got there, I realized how good it was to see her. She is the one who is always there, listens to me crab, has known me for over 30 years, and still likes me as a person! Lynne knows the secrets, and where some of the bodies are buried ;-) She makes me laugh, gives me encouragement, and puts up with my moods and crankiness. Only someone who really knows how to be a friend can keep a friendship going this long.
She's an awesome mother, a great wife, and I am honored to call her my friend. So hats off to you Lynne: my dear friend who never lets me down. You look like a million bucks, while I ate a million calories in that Forbidden Chocolate Brownie Hot Fudge Sundae. I promise to keep my envy to a minimum :o)
Love you my friend!
Goodnight
But once I got there, I realized how good it was to see her. She is the one who is always there, listens to me crab, has known me for over 30 years, and still likes me as a person! Lynne knows the secrets, and where some of the bodies are buried ;-) She makes me laugh, gives me encouragement, and puts up with my moods and crankiness. Only someone who really knows how to be a friend can keep a friendship going this long.
She's an awesome mother, a great wife, and I am honored to call her my friend. So hats off to you Lynne: my dear friend who never lets me down. You look like a million bucks, while I ate a million calories in that Forbidden Chocolate Brownie Hot Fudge Sundae. I promise to keep my envy to a minimum :o)
Love you my friend!
Goodnight
Monday, November 22, 2010
Part I
My sister took me to see Harry Potter: the Deathly Hallows Part I. This was the first Potter movie I've seen at the theatre. I haven't read any of the books, and I didn't see the other movies in order. So granted: there were some parts where I was lost, but for the most part I knew what was going on. What did I think: let's just say that I can't wait for Part II in July...
As I was watching the movie (don't worry: no spoilers here) I realized that Voldemort looks like Randy Orton. He's a WWE wrestler and I only brought it up because wrestling is on right now and I'm kind of watching it as I type. I am also noticing that when they announce the wrestlers, there are some that weigh less than I do. What kind of crap is that? Hmm, I think that maybe they are just little men. I'm sure it has nothing to do with me being a giant, as my oldest daughter says. She's so annoying. According to her, I'm 6 feet tall. Perhaps I seem that way because she's only 5'5".
I was going to type one of my poems about her for you tonight, but I don't have it memorized and it's downstairs. I am too tired to go downstairs to get it; so you'll have to wait until tomorrow. But you have learned a few things about me: most notably, that I am tall. ;-)
Goodnight!
As I was watching the movie (don't worry: no spoilers here) I realized that Voldemort looks like Randy Orton. He's a WWE wrestler and I only brought it up because wrestling is on right now and I'm kind of watching it as I type. I am also noticing that when they announce the wrestlers, there are some that weigh less than I do. What kind of crap is that? Hmm, I think that maybe they are just little men. I'm sure it has nothing to do with me being a giant, as my oldest daughter says. She's so annoying. According to her, I'm 6 feet tall. Perhaps I seem that way because she's only 5'5".
I was going to type one of my poems about her for you tonight, but I don't have it memorized and it's downstairs. I am too tired to go downstairs to get it; so you'll have to wait until tomorrow. But you have learned a few things about me: most notably, that I am tall. ;-)
Goodnight!
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