Posts Tagged ‘friends’

Have I Gone Off My Nut?


19 Nov

Good grief! I go from sarcastic memes to deep introspection and some ONE has a problem with that? I’ve never had to delete a comment before in all the years I’ve been blogging. Not even the comment I received after my Mimi died and I was berated for feeling grief over a “dumb animal” did I delete.

I am glad that there are more people out there with a kind word than those who are looking to spread their poison.

Two things you folks who follow my erratic posts need to keep in mind is that 1) this is my blog and I can say whatever I want on it, and 2) give me a break! My latest, deep thinking posts, were ones that I almost kept just for myself. I know I’m perceived a certain way on this blog, but that’s because there is a lot I haven’t or don’t wish to share. I’m going through something that is wonderful, annoying, and scary, and this blog is helping me to work it all out.

If you just like the silly, sarcastic stuff, don’t worry, I still have plenty of snark in me, and there is an endless number of memes out there for me to dig my claws into. If you don’t like my more serious, stream-of-conscience writing, you don’t have to read it. If it does touch you, then I want to know. What I don’t want is some jerk telling me that I’m nuts and ought to just “go kill yourself and save the whining for someone who cares”. Yeah. That. It almost made me shut down comments completely, but as I wrote earlier, there are more kind and thoughtful people and acquaintances, and friends out there, then this evil creature.

Blessings to you folks with the kind hearts.

Maelstrom

Get Thunkified – On Thursday


12 Nov

The text what come from a different blog being the home of Thursday Thunks:

Welcome to the November 12th version of Thursday Thunks! (which we always seem to post on Wednesday) Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!

We pick a subject, and your job is to interpret it anyway you want. Write about it on your blog… simple as that. Maybe you can interpret it as a picture – we don’t care! Please only leave a link if you have written a Thursday Thunks post. Please mention us in your post, and link back to the blog here. Don’t forget to go visit the other participants’ blogs. Read and comment about all their Thursday Thunks! Thats what all this is about afterall, isn’t it? We’ll have so much fun and become lifelong friends….

This week we will answer some crazy questions brought to you by Kimber & her fathead hubby Anthony, the color of chocolate and the number 2.

1. Thursday Thunks is written by 2 insane women (Berleen & Kimber) that have never met face to face yet are best friends. One lives in *snoring softly* Minnesota and the other in Arizona. They keep trying to convince each other to move to their state. What color house will Berleen have here in Arizona?

What was the question? Uhm… can I just guess something? How about… let’s see… yeah! Bicycle gears! That sounds good. Do you have any gum?

2. Do you dream in black & white or color, and how do you know your brain isn’t just playing games with you?

Technicolor. With a soundtrack. And sometimes, there’s opera. I know you think I’m being sarcastic and a bit silly, but that’s my dreams. Of course my brain is playing games.

3. Does bubble gum lose it’s flavor on the bedpost?

Do you?

barbossa14. We’re buying Underoos. Which superhero do you pick?

Captain Hector Barbossa. Hey, you got your superheroes and I got mine, kay?

5. Do you think if you yell loud enough while watching your favorite sporting event, it makes a difference in the outcome of the event?

I don’t yell because when I do, that generally means I’ve lost my mind temporarily, so let’s not go there. Oh. I don’t watch sports, but I have heard of them.

6. Is the word gullible in the dictionary?

No. It was removed last Friday by the Committee For the Control and Regulation of Outdated, Silly-Sounding, Absolutely Useless Words. The reason for having removed the word gullible is that the Committee for the (yadda yadda) determined that it had lost its potential. Gullible will now be replaced by the more colorful and widely popular – Suckerrrrr!.

If you believed that, I have four acres in the Okefenokee for sale at a bargain.

7. If you could pick any currency to be the face on which currency would it be?

Let’s go with a pirate. Capt. Barbossa. Who better than a pirate to inspire greed and skulduggery amongst the general population?

8. What was your imaginary friend’s name as a kid, and did they ever annoy you or just us?

Truth? My imaginary friend was pretty solid. She was a telephone pole in the front yard of the apple orchard we lived in. Her name was Mrs. Telephone Pole and she listened better than anyone in the world. Her hugs were a bit splintery, though.

9. Do you think it’s ironic that the poop deck is in the rear of the ship?

This is stepping into an area of humour I do not find funny. I’m flushing this last question and washing my hands of it.

——- State of Mind at 3:23am ——-

Somewhere several someone’s including a saint are thinking well of me. In honor of them, I bow, most humbly, to your humour, kind spirits, and time in visiting my silly blog.

Two Steps Back


10 Oct

11:40pm is the earliest I’ve gone to bed in quite some time. Usually I head off to bed between 2am and 4am.

Granny-Beverly-HillbilliesLast night I had a really rotten panic attack. Nothing really triggered it. Not even the twitchy pain in my left side that’s been so long a culprit. I was just typing, vaguely listening to a re-run of CSI, when I began to sob. Not daintily cry, sob. Great wrenching, horrible sobs that are pulled from your soul.

I hate crying like that. Thank goodness it only lasted for possibly only a few minutes. Afterwards, my hands shook so badly they made it a bit tough to type. I took the maximum dose of my anti-anxiety med and was pleased when they just knocked me out.

Small migraine this morning, but easily taken care of with a migraine med and some breakfast. I do feel really worn out, and my temper is on edge. This isn’t helped by the fact that our neighbor behind us has friends w/dogs over. That makes 5 dogs in one backyard that are barking at every little thing. When they bark, other dogs join in, and the noise shreds me.

How—ever! Johnny Cash soothes ears, heart, and soul. Of course, now I want to watch some Beverly Hillbillies!

Yes, I am perking up, so all is well.

I Have Been Here Before

I am seeking a question.