Friday, November 30, 2007 Here we go again. He doesn't take care of himself. The television... food... that old chair... He loves these things more than He loves me. His friend JD... the Preacher... the neighborhood gossip... These are the people he would rather talk to than me. Here we go again. Pneumonia so severe it is in his bloodstream. Feet and legs swollen so badly that He can barely walk. So angry and bitchy because he is in this situation one more time. Here we go again. I can't do it again this time. My fibromyalgia won't alow me to sleep in the chair for days on end. All day, asking what can I do. All night, getting Him something to drink and fluffing His pillows. He's gained 150 lbs in the last two years, I could barely manage Him then what am I to do now? I am so angry, how can he be so selfish to expect my world to come slamming to a stop because he choose not to take care of himself?? I'm hurt that he doesn't even think of how this will affect anyone else. So now.. the hard part starts. Its different this time. I'm not staying... I will visit, yes. I will call, yes. But, tonight, He sleeps alone. ![]() ![]() ![]() Tuesday, November 13, 2007 I just thought this was beautiful, especially the image to the left. .The quote can be hard to read, so this is what it says: Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings. ~Anais Nin Labels: cross-posted, quotes ![]() ![]() ![]() Thursday, November 08, 2007 I got an email from someone I used to date and he told me that he heard this song and thought of me! I looked up the lyrics and thought I would post the ones he emailed to me, and ... well I'm taking this as a compliment! The song is 'How Bout them Cowgirls' and its sung by George Strait. haha no I'm not a cowgirl, I'm not crazy about horses. Boy, she don't need you and she don't need me She can do just fine on her own two feet But she wants a man who wants her to be herself And she'll never change, don't know how to hide Her stubborn will or her fightin' side But you treat her right and she'll love you like no on else Yeah, how 'bout them cowgirls Boys ain't they somethin' Sure some are proud girls But you can't beat their lovin' And I'll tell you right now girls May just be seven wonders of this big, old round world But how 'bout them cowgirls How 'bout them boy I may not be a cowgirl but I sure do love Cowboys!!! ![]() Labels: lyrics ![]() ![]() ![]() Wednesday, November 07, 2007 I have had a great day all day long! I feel good. I got a good health report at my Fibro-Doctor. My hair is laying down right and the weather is perfect. So I waited a while, worked and even my job is going well! So I just checked my horoscope and wanted to post it. I don't follow these to the heart, but sometimes when it lines up with how my day is really going, it tickles me to death.
Tarot Card The Five of Swords card suggests that my power today lies in the upper hand. I can outwit or outlast and I choose my battles wisely. This puts me in a superior position. I know when it's time to hold, fold, or walk away. I am a survivor and am not easily defeated. I am empowered to gain the advantage by turnabout and my virtue fair play. Here is your single's love horoscope Chinese Zodiac This is a fortunate day for you and your lucky number is 4. Your supervisor might talk to you about how much they appreciate your work -- you may even get a bonus. Black is a good color to enhance your career. You seem to be protected from the problems that other people are having. Enjoy your leisure time with an artistic pursuit. Labels: Horoscopes ![]() ![]() ![]() Tuesday, November 06, 2007 I heard my sister talking about this song but didn't give it another thought, and earlier this evening I heard it on the radio. I had to pull over, I couldn't see for the tears. All I could think of was my Grandmother... the strongest woman I have ever known. Tough Sung by Craig Morgan She’s in the kitchen at the crack of dawn ![]() ![]() ![]() |