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2008-05-29
Brown Eyed Girl.....
This picture didn't turn out as well as I had hoped because you can't really the colors that make up my brown eyes. There is a lot of green in there, but for all intents and purposes, my eyes are brown. The green comes out when I'm really excited or really pissed. Guess I'm none of those things this HNT!
2008-05-22
HNT
I'm using another old pic of one of my tats for HNT this week.....let's all hope that by next week my creative juices will be flowing once again!
2008-05-15
HNT
It's not based on this week's theme, but I got new glasses so I'm posting that. Thanks for the idea, Shumpy!!!
2008-03-28
Promises, promises......
You know what annoys the shit out of me? Besides the #1 thing on my list which is lying.......is promising everything and delivering nothing. These are just two of the things that ruined my marriage, i.e. the sore spot for these particular things. But, of late, it's the promising and delivering thing that really pisses me off. I'm by nature a planner. I like to know, in a round about way, what my plans are. Don't get me wrong, spontaneity is a wonderful thing! However, when a person is constantly telling me, ".....when we do (enter whatever)......." or ".......let's do this (enter any designated time/place)....", and then does not even make an effort to deliver, I tend to start to get annoyed. I am not naive and believe everything everyone tells me. I'm old enough to know better, but would it kill someone to at least try? Perhaps my standards are too high. Perhaps I should lower them..............FUCK NO! I am worth so much more and I won't lower my standards. I shouldn't have to. People who supposedly care should want to put forth the effort.
I'm not in the habit of ranting on my blog, but I'm PMS-ing and really getting irritated at the fact that the shit-hole that my life has become is completely out of my control. Perhaps that is the reason I am bitching about this. The need for some control. My estranged husband has hid my truck and I cannot locate it. He said he put the papers in the mail........unless he mailed them from Afghanistan, they should have been here, I am sick of the games. Sick of the lies. Sick of others promising to spend time with me and not doing so. And there is always a "good" excuse. Not good enough for me, but apparently good enough for them.
OK, enough of that for the time being. Maybe someone out there will read this and give me some insight into the psyche that accounts for this behavior. Please............anyone?
2008-03-27
2008-03-20
2008-03-07
Angels
I am not exactly sure how to verbalize this but there are angels. They come in all shapes, forms, creeds, and usually when you don't expect it. It is only after the fact that you realize that you have come in contact with one.
Mine is my best friend, Jen. After 25 years of friendship, she has proven to many that she is, indeed, an angel. She listens to everyone, withholding judgment and only offering her support and advice. You never have to hear the, "I told you so..." or the rest of it. She manages to not only offer her over-burdened shoulders to lean on or cry on, but to offer to assist in any way, whether it is to formulate a plan to help you out of your rut or to just lend her ear.
I don't have a great deal of true friends, those that would drop anything and everything, regardless of time or location, and help you in any way. But the few that I do have are infinitely better than a ridiculously large circle of "friends" who always seem to be unavailable when a crisis strikes.
So, thank you, Jen. You are my angel. You do what you do, not out of obligation or some other self-serving purpose, but because you love.
2008-03-06
HNT!!!!
i don't have a mac.....and i hope that does not exclude me from the daily theme.....a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do!
this is an old HNT submission that never made it on because of my stupid camera....so i added it again......don't hold it against me! unless......never mind! :)
2008-03-05
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