Today has been a rough day.... and I really dont know what to blogg about.... so I am going to ramble. I do not want to focus on the negative so I am not going to give it substance by writing about it on here. Saturday, However, Allen will get an ear full....LOL.... well I am going to go do something constructive and get myself together.... I will blogg this weekend...

Re

Below is an email I got about the differences between Cats and Dogs... I have gotten this before and it always makes me chuckle and have a new respect for my cat, Beau. I did not write and I do not know the author but I thought I would share it....

Dogs And Cats

EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DAILY DIARY:

8:00 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
9:30 a.m. Oh, boy! A car ride! My favorite!
9:40 a.m. Oh, boy! A walk! My favorite!
10:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Getting rubbed and petted! My favorite!
11:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
Noon- Oh, boy! The kids! My favorite!
1:00 p.m. Oh, boy! The yard! My favorite!
4:00 p.m. Oh, boy! To the park! My favorite!
5:00 p.m. Oh, boy! Dog food! My favorite!
5:30 p.m. Oh, boy! Pretty Mums! My favorite!
6:00 p.m. Oh, boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
6:30 a.m. Oh, boy! Watching TV with my master! My favorite!
8:30 p.m. Oh, boy! Sleeping in master's bed! My favorite!

EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DAILY DIARY:
Day 183 of My Captivity: My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre
little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat,while I am
forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild scolding I get from ruining the occasional
piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant. Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded; must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair, must try this on their bed. Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was. Hmmm, not working according to plan...

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was
placed solitary confinement throughout the event. However, I could
hear the noise and smell the food. More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to my power of "allergies." Must learn what
this is and how to use it to my advantage.I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches.The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return.He is obviously a half-wit.
The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait - It is only a matter of time….

Here is a List of Things Currently going on In my life....

Reading: Moon Magic (Myth & Magic, Crafts & Recipies, Rituals & Spells) By D. J. Conway

Listening to Stevie Nicks ... anything by her.

Learning about herbs and oils

Favorite candle of the moment is "Leather" Made by Peggy

Still Smoking Marlboro Red Kings

Watching Nothing on TV... I am not a boob toob Junkie....

Last Movie Watched was Terminator 3.... Big Dissappointment

Wanting to see Lord of the Rings Two Towers and Return of the KIng...

I will blogg something more interesting later....

I soooo... love the New Look of My Blogg!!!

A big kudos to Ronnie over at "and the days go by..." for getting it up and running for me.... I am stupid when it comes all this stuff....

Now if I could figure out how to download pictures I will be happy....
Ya'll have a good one and I will blogg more later....

Re'

So I have coasted into the new millenium finally...

Well, folks its finally here.... DSL... My area has not had this available until recently and as soon as it came available, I jumped on the band wagon... I got home tonight to my new modem and handy dandy instillation instructions... Which by the way WERE in english and WERE very easy to read and understand and I am impressed with the Service I received from AOL for the Whole schitamacheeze... I am sorry Allen if I spelled that wrong...So I now have DSL... and I am in Love.... Now.. If I could only get a new computer...

To all the Women in the world hurting right now... For whatever reason, for whatever injustice... I offer a simple poem Written by Veronica Shoffstall.....


Comes The Dawn

"After a while, you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean possession
and company doesn't mean security,
and loneliness is universal.
And you learn that kisses aren't contracts,
and presents aren't promises...
and you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes open,
with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all of your hope on today,
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain,
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight
because tomorrow's ground can be too uncertain for plans;
yet each step taken in a new direction creates a path
towards the promise of a brighter dawn.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns
if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden,
and nourish your own soul
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong,
and you really do have worth.
And you learn and grow...
With every good-bye you learn.

By Veronica Shoffstall

OKAY TO CLEAR UP ANY CONFUSION.....

UNDERNEATH THE WORD LINKS TO THE RIGHT OF THE SCREEN IS THE LINK TO MY EMAIL ADDRESS AS WELL AS LINKS TO SOME INTERESTING WEB SITES. THE LINKS ARE NOT ADDITIONAL PAGES TO MY SITE. MY STUFF IS ON A FRONT PAGE ONLY UNLESS YOU ACESS THE ARCHIVES WHICH IS LISTED AT THE BOTTOM OF THE RIGHT SIDE....UNDERNEATH THE ARCHIVES TITLE... AS SOON AS I SEE RONNIE AGAIN I WILL HAVE HIM ADD SOME BETTER TITLES TO EVERYTHING. SO SORRY FOR ANY CONFUSION....

SNOW DREAM

Like frozen butterfly wings
The softness falls
Blanketing nature while the lady sleeps
The images of tomorrow (no two the same)
Merge together like pieces of a puzzle.
If only those could see, there IS an easy grace
Floating all around us,
Nipping at our face, like frozen butterfly wings

Kissing eyelashes
Wetting tired eyes.
Cleansing the pollutted night
Absorbing all of time's trespasses
Within its white innocence
In hopes the tired will go on,
Like frozen butterfly wings...

You believe in the moment...
I believe in the fate that we
Go on even after the Snow fall
Melts away...
Born again in some other place
On frozen butterfly wings.

Renee H
Written 1/13/04


Inspired by Ronnie Spady's Snow Queen poem and by the images brought to life In Allens story....

Enjoy...

Anticipation Is A Folly Often Dissappointed With Reality....

Okay so I am a Drama Queen... Never said I wasn't....

The Day after Christmas Allan and I went shopping and I ordered myself a copy of "Stevie Nicks, Rock's Mystical Lady" by Edward Wincentsen.... The book store called me friday night and told me it was in so I went to go pick it up today and was sorely dissappointed....While the book has some wonderful photos and sketches that I truly love, the contents of the book were flat and even I could have written the contents. I felt this was simply an extorsion of Stevie's name and mysticism in order to make a profit. Were the Photos worth Sixteen bucks... maybe.... If they had been in color I would have paid more and not even blinked an eye. The author would have been better off doing a collection of Stevie photographs.
I guess I am going to have to wait for the real "Stevie" book to be published when she does her biography or auto biography.

Nothing much else is going on except more layoffs at work.... So far I have not gotten the Axe....

More to come....

We all have songs that touch our hearts and our souls.
And I too have a song that is possibly my all time favorite country and western song.
“Smoke Rings In the Dark” Sung by Gary Allan is a soulful rendition of a love dying.
The poetry and the music breathe a sigh of saddness into your soul as you listen to it and I think It is one of the better “modern” country songs out there. Here are the lyrics and I hope you enjoy the words and if you do… Go by the CD the Steel Guitar makes a lonesome cry only it could make and totally sets the mood for this song…




Smoke Rings In The Dark
Gary Allan

(Rivers Rutherford/Houston Robert)

Well I won't make you tell me
What I've come to understand
You're a certain kind of woman
I'm a different kind of man
I've tried to make you love me
You've tried to find a spark of the flame that burned but
Somehow turned to smoke rings in the dark

The loneliness within me
Takes a heavy toll
'Cause it burns as slow as whiskey through an empty aching soul
And the night is like a dagger
Long and cold and sharp
As I sit here on the front steps
Blowing smoke rings in the dark

I- I- I know I must be going
'Cause loves already gone
And all I'm taking with me are the pieces of my heart
And all I'll leave are smoke rings in the dark

The rain falls where it wants to
The wind blows where it will
Everything on earth goes somewhere
But I swear we're standin' still
So I'm not going to wake you
I'll go easy on your heart
I'll just touch your face and drift away
Like smoke rings in the dark

I- I- I know I must be going
'Cause loves already gone
And all I'm taking with me are the pieces of my heart and
All I'll leave are smoke rings in the dark

I HAVE PMS AND A HANDGUN... ANY QUESTIONS????

Since everyone enjoyed last month's post of "The top ten reasons to remove the child safety cap from midol", I thought I would humor them and myself with another top ten list.....

TOP TEN THINGS NOT TO SAY TO A WOMAN WHILE SHE IS PMS'ING

10)Whats wrong?
Whats wrong... whats wrong??? MY gawd how fucking dare you ask me whats wrong.

9)How was your day?

8) Would you like fries with that? I am bloated like a cow and you want me to buy fucking fries?

7)Anything... dont open your flap and you'll live longer

6) Do you know why they call it PMS? Answer: because Mad Cow Disease was already taken......to which any sane or insane woman in the throws of hormonal dysfuntion will kill you dead and get off because she was PMS'ing

5) So what if your feet are bloated and you cant wear your shoes... why don't you put on something that will fit..... Like, say, Wyoming... (this is just wrong...Plain wrong)

4)Sorry, we are out of chocolate and coffee.....(never, never, never never ever say this to a woman whose body has taken over her mind... she will kill you)
3) Satan doesn't exist....(excuse me.... but he lives in me every 28 days and ALL MAN KIND shall suffer)

2) You mean its that time Again? (wtf do you mean its "THAT" AGAIN... DIE YOU BASTARD)
AND THE NUMBER ONE THING TO NOT SAY TO A WOMAN PMS'ING

1) ARE YOU PMS'ING?

GOOD NIGHT FOLKS AND HOPE YOU ENJOY....

OPERATION "CLEAN SWEEP 2004"

I have declared WAR on the Herod Household and all occupants, including myself.

My husband, my kids, and myself are pack-rats. The men of the household being the worst and I, for one, and tried of the house looking like shit.

On New Year's Day I watched a show on THE LEARNING CHANNEL(TLC) called CLEAN SWEEP. It was a marathon running of all of their episodes. The crew from the show go into a home and clean sweep two rooms of the house and re-decorate, re-organize, and re-plan. The show caters to people whose rooms are in utter chaos. While watching the shows I first started to become a little depressed wishing my house was more decorated and organized, BUT I did not subcumb to the depression, instead I let out a blood-curdleding war cry and DECLARED WAR on Bill and The KIDS. I stormed into our bedroom and told him of my plans and that this year the inside of the house was going to be organized and decorated or I was leaving... Period.. end of discussion. He didn't say much, which was a good thing because my battle plans were already laid and I was not turning back. The kids got home late that night from being gone for two weeks and I informed them that I had declared WAR and told them what I planned to do... At first I think All of them, including Bill, did not take me seriously. On friday, the 2nd, I granted them all a repreive from chores and such since they had been on the rode for 14 hours and thought they might enjoy a chance to play with their christmas loot. I was being a NICE GENERAL.,,,,, BWAAHHHHAHBWAHHHH BWHAHHHHSAAHAHAHHA......
That night I told the kids I wanted their room cleaned and the house straightened up the next day before I got home from working overtime. After working for 10 hours, I came to a house that had hardly been touched.... Only the christmas tree had been taken down.
So, Instead of screaming I grab trashed bags and hollered for the kids to get in their room.

Now, my oldest "collects things" all kinds of things right down to fuzz balls and dust bunnies. The twins are 10 and dont know quite yet how to organize. Billy had three half size book cases full of books he never reads.... I let them pick out a few and the rest went into trash bags for a yard sale. I made the Twins clean out from under their bunk beds.....OH MY GAWD.... kids are filthy... and that is just plain wrong...lol.... I do not have room to explain all of the things we found under their bed. We then tackled the toy box that was so full of stuff it would not even close..... I let them pick out the stuff they played with the most...then the broken things were thrown away and the salvagable items where again placed in trash bags for a yard sale. Santa brought them tool box to put their hot wheel cars and what nots in and we filled them up with their cars. The toy box now is pratically empty... Wow....
We then tackled billy's bed and head board that had all kinds of neat boy type collectable stuff like nails, and fence nails, and well just plain junk that went to the trash pile.... We also clean out the closest and the twins chest of drawers... all of this took from 5 until about 1 am. It sounds easier than it was... We came out with 10 trash bags of TRASH and about 7 bags for yard sale. But wait folks there is more.....

Today... We tackled christmas decorations. This is where the pack rat issue comes in hand with me. I went throught this stage of buying anything cute that was christmas... none of it meant anything... so guess what folks .. I bagged that up too and kept my most treasued items... I went from 6 tote boxes of christmas stuff just for the inside of the house... to only two!!! Yeah me!!!! We then moved to my office and billy helped me to file papers that needed to be filed and various other things and got that organized....

Needless to say it has been a tiring experience and I am not completely done yet.. I still have the hall closet and two china cabniets to sort through and chunk junk....

But the kids room looks great with all of those book shelves out of the way we re-arranged some furniture to make more room... We also got rid of three out dated video game system and placed the most current one in the living room and organized all of the games into a CD Case Binder and chunked the cases...
we cleaned under beds, dressers, and other furniture and really got alot of organizing done...

The house is shaping up and I cannot wait to by some new furniture for the living room and get some paint on these plain white walls...

Anywho... Ya'll be good and have a good Monday!!!!

Lost Spirit

She said…

“Mirror Mirror”
And the winds raised, and the flame of her candle
Went down in sorrow, before the question could
Come to life… The answer revealed itself---
A ghost reflection in the silver glass
Haunt of a spirit from so long ago
Calling friend, cursing Foe, cursing Time…
The dreamer of old, faded,
Transcended through time, Now
Only a wisp of magic smoke
Wafting away on the wind.
Day is dawning
Cover of night slipping away, along
With her hopes, her dreams and the
Spirit of the wind …


Renee Herod
8/20/2003

Life is so short… some of us have the courage to live out our dreams and some of us hardly have the courage to live…

To The Sea...To Be Free

And up from the Ashes
She arose, like a phoenix
Reborn on the wings of hope,
And Dawn of a new day.
Evil shall not prevail

And the spinning globe of glass
Turns on with the force of time
Winter settles in like an old lover.
And the Goddess sleeps in his arms.
Gaining strength for her return.


Another life, another time
Blessed with the kiss of a promise
Holding fast upon her heart and
All of the Years fall away and melt
Unto the sea ...

Like a Phoenix
She rises up out of the Winter

and
Flees to the sea...

Take me... Take me home ... Take me to the sea...
With the night she is gone .... Dancing across the sea with silver wings....

Dancing to be Free...

THE GIFT OF KNOWLEDGE

For several years, I have been wistful, longing for something more in my life. I have been moping around trying to figure out what is missing, and the more I think about it the more I know what it is that I want. I want to return to school and obtain my teaching degree. I want to quit my dead end job and something meaningful with my life, and I have made up my mind to do it. Come the fall, I hope to be able to quit my job and return to school full time. Its going to be hard but well worth the investment of my time and my efforts. I am so excited about this... I will blogg more later this week... it is hard to type right now... I chopped off the tip of my finger yesterday.... ttfn

INVASION OF THE MONGOLIAN BODY SNATCHERS A LA ALLEN AND JENNY STYLE......


Yesterday ...hmmmm Yesterday.... I WAS NOT THE FIRST ONE TO COLLAPSE......NEEENNERRRRRNENRNENENENNENENENENENRNERERERERE....... HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.....

Yesterday was my first time attending the Annual Christmas Shopping Spree, graciously hosted by Allen and Jenny A.K.A... "Those Goddamn Mongrolians".....hehehehe.... and I must say I had the absolute most bestest time I have had in a really long time.... and all I have to say to those two bastards is..... "You Die... You Die and go to Hell.... You die hard you die wlong You goddamn mongrolians....." LMFAO.....

Let me share with how my day started....... ((((wavy lines wavy lines fade to bedtime night before))))

Me:(speaking to Bill) are we gonna have Hot nasty Birthday sex?
BIIL: Why... you want too?
ME: well... it is my birthday and my heart wants to but my body is sooo tired....
Bill: Me too....
ME: Lets just relax and watch some tv...
Bill(staring at tv): hmm... do you say something?
Me: naww... I love you baby....

I went to bed at 12ish and arose at 5 am and got ready and went to work.. I worked from 6 am till 9:15 am and then went to Allen's....

Was berated for being late...We all piled into Allen's Durango and off we went.... First was breakfast at Sonic for Allen and Jenny... Then on to Mcdonalds for me...

We went to Justin, Tx to the Justin Boot Outlet and it was totally crowded and you couldn't find anything in the right size.... Allen had a momentary lapse of reason as was feeling all the "gayness being sucked right of him" in the midst of all the macho cowboys sauntering around.... We left and I was again berated ...
Allen: We came all the way down here and you only bought one thing?
Me(pious and pitful): I am so sorry my Lord, it shall not happen again....
Allen muttered something but by then I had spotted another outlet store advertising Rockies for only 10.00 dollars and I shouted to Jenny..... Rockies.... over there lets go....

There I found me a pair of rockies but Jenny could not find any in her size.... I did find her a pair of RED SHINY PLEATHER PANTS FOR ONLY 5.00....I thought she was going to choke me with them...so i said... I guess not huh?

So we go back to the trusty Durano and Allen starts babbling about the easiet way to get to Frisco from there and I said go back like we came except hit 380 and we'll cut across... He proceeded to check his map and said.... 5 points to Re- Re ... 380 it is....
so off we went....

We arrived in frisco and went straight to Pier 1, then some candle shop and a book store and then we went to Texas Land and Cattle Co. to eat....

I have never had such delicious food.... I had a sirloin steak, grilled shrmp, cesar salad, onion strings, wine, garlic mashed potatoes and a ball of ice cream rolled in carmel and hot fudge and pecans.... Heaven ..pure heaven....
We head back to sherman and Jenny lays down in the back with a bad headache. We go to Allen's house and drop off packages and by then Jenny is feeling really bad... she decides to lay down for awhile and Allen and I go to the Mall..... I hate the Mall... and I was so dissappointed in Dillards' international Santa Collection... It used to be very chic... now it looks like the cheap dollar store stuff that is overpriced.... Allen found him some neat journals and waldens and we went back to his house... Jenny was still under the weather and asked us to give her 30 more minutes before hitting Wal-Mart.....
We made it to Wal-mart and that is where the chaos began.......
I have never seen so many morons collectively gathered in one place in all my life.... They were everywhere... I hate the Sherman Wal-mart... I despise it... their toy selecton sucked as did their CD selection... Jenny had gotten her second wind by then and was ready to shop.... Allen and I ... well we were starting to get tired.... By then we had been at it for over 12 hours.... We just wanted to get our shit and get gone.... We were so Evil to Jenny....... I hope she will forgive us...
I thought Allen was gonna pop when I said I had to go to the bathroom....
and i cannot even bring myself to talk about the Electronics incident....

We finally left wal-mart and went to sonic for drinks and back to allens house ... we unloaded and loaded our cars and I headed home... I stopped and got gas and then I was finally on my way..... I got home left all my shit in the car and came inside pulled off my shoes and my clothes and go into my pj's and watched TV will Bill......

The pain set in... OMG.... MY hands ached from being used to pick up and inspect things and ponder. My hair ached from being tossed about, my toes and feet swelled to unbelivable proptions and my jaws hurt from talking so much.... and my sides hurt from laughing so much all day....

All In All it was a really great time and I cannot wait to do it again Next Year.... I was prepared somewhat this year... but next year..... hehehehehehehhe I am gonnna take them "goddamn mongolians" down....hehehehehe...ehhehehehehehe...hehehehehehehehhe mwahhhhh muahhh..... snot... gasp guffaw.....

Merry Christmas!!!!

Happy Birthday to My Daddy....

Tonight we had a really nice and cozy birthday celebration for my Daddy. He turned 65 today. Bill cooked supper and baked a triple chocolate fudge (two-layer) cake. We had fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, black eyed peas, spinach, and biscuits....YUM YUM....The boys all made dad homemade birthday cards and he adored them. It was really nice... I love my daddy very much... He will always be my first love.....

Daddy's and their little girls all share a sacred bond. The first man a little girl falls in love with is her daddy and as she gets older she breaks her daddy's heart with her selfishness and rebellion.... But as Time goes by.... and we get older "The Landslide brought me down" .... and I realize all that was sacrificed in the name of love for your child/ children and you find a new respect and a deeper love for your parents than you could have ever imagined. I love my dad very much and pray for his health, safety, and happiness.... Thank you Daddy.... and I love you...

CLOSED FOR MAINTENCE??????


What's up with that? Evidentily my shout it is suffering technical diffiiculties and no on bothered to tell me..... OH WELL ... I am not on long.. having major anixeity attack and can barely sit still... Email me if the Shout Out thingy is broken..... TTFN

Friday....

Well I made it through another week.... Thank Goodness Pay Day Is next Thursday... I am soooooo looking forward to the up and comming shopping excursion next Saturday.... Another Gift Idea for me folks is Lord of the Rings Two Towers..... I dont have much to blogg about right now... so I will catch ya'll on the flip side...
ttfrn

I TAKE IT BACK I DO HAVE SOMETHING TO BLOGG ABOUT.....

MIchael Jackson and the Allegations of Child Molestation....

I am really surprised, no shocked at the number of people that feel he should just be "left alone". We live in a society that is shocked and outraged when a child has been violated and demand satifaction from our government and the authorities when the child's rights have been violated. We teach our children that is important for them to speak up and tell when they have been wronged. However, in many cases we choose NOT to hear them, because we "just cannot believe" that someone close to us would do such an unspeakable act. By doing this we in turn EMPOWER sexual predators to coerce and maniuplate our children. Sexual predators feed on our vulernablities and are very good at using those vulernablities against us and sometimes we wise up to it and sometimes we do not. They tell us things we want to hear because we are so desperate for kindred spirits and knights in shinning armour that we do not see the forest for the trees.

Michael Jackson may or may not be guilty of child molestation but I do feel if allegations are being made they should be investigated. He lost his right to a normal life when he chose a life and career that depends on the public. If he is innocent, then so be it... If he is guilty He needs to be stopped...

People have made comments stating " whats wrong with letting a child sleep in your bed" To this I have to say if you are a 45 year old man sleeping in the same bed as a 10,12, 13 year old child something is amiss.... My children Do Not sleep in the same bed as me or their father even when they are sick. Its not conducivive to healthy behaviour patterns. I did not sleep with my parents. If I were sick, I slept nearby on the couch but not in the same bed and I have my kids do the same. It does not mean I love them any less.

Also, Have any of you taken a close look at the changes Michael Jackson has made to his face over the years? If you look at the pictures taken inside his ranch of all of those dolls he has, you would see the resemblence. He is trying to look like a doll.... Something is just not right....

Honestly, In my opinion, I feel there is room for alot of doubt of his innocence. However, if I am wrong ... all the better for the kids and their familes. Being a victim and comming forward is not an easy task... You are humilated, violated and persecuted because people simiply refuse to believe.

Sexual Predators are your friends, your family, your neighbors, and your co-workers. They are not all greasy, scumy looking people. Determing if a child has truly been molested is not always an easy task and usually behaviour changes are the first sign... Dont Ignore the signs....