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I LOVE MY FOUR KIDS AND SEVEN GRANDKIDS SO VERY VERY MUCH





INSANITY
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MY WISH FALLS TO ME



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Right off you need to know --- I AM A CONSERVATIVE. I DO NOT support abortion. I DO NOT believe in global warming or cooling - just the natural order of earth and climate change. My causes are shown with banners on my main page. I am NOT prejudice. I do not give a damn about your race, colour, creed, sexual preferences, heritage, political affiliation, montary value or physical appearance. I DO give a damn about your character, heart and soul. I respect your opinions and I expect others to respect mine. I do rant from time to time about the current political administration. I do NOT add people for the numbers. The majority of profiles I have are of musicians, and/or entertainers. I do not wish for people to add me just for a number. I write blogs. I like to call my abstract poetry. If you care to read and comment -- I will love it, but if you are a BULLY and get a kick out of throwing your weight around - please don't. I do not look for trouble or need trouble from others. Constructive criticism is fine, but none of this bullying bullshit. Also, If I am kind enough to read your blogs and leave a comment or kudo I actually DO expect you to visit my page once in a while and do the same for me. I believe a true christian is compassionate, kind, giving, caring, loving, honest, moral. I do NOT want you to save me or preach to me. I worship my own way . I am a sister, mother, grandmother, wife, singer in a band, percussionist, gardner, cook, writer, silly shit, goofy, fun, short, chunky, Italian with natural curly dark hair that reaches my butt crack. I am also a HAG, which is a very special honour to me. I was the homecoming queen in 1968 - graduating class of 1969. I have done everything from shoveling shit to an Executive Secretary to the President of a company. I am crazy and I got papers to prove it. So IF you have read this than go ahead and add or request me. IF you have NOT read this then it is possible that in the near future one of us might get deleted.
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Nov 29 2009 7:25 PM
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Nov 29 2009 1:18 PM
It maketh me to wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restoreth my buzz:
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal™:
For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of The Starbucks:
Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life:
And I will dwell in the House of Mochas forever.
~Author Unknown
Mothers are those wonderful people who can get up in the morning before the smell of coffee. ~Author Unknown
Chocolate, men, coffee - some things are better rich. ~Author Unknown
Deja Brew: The feeling that you've had this coffee before. ~Author Unknown
Sleep is a symptom of caffeine deprivation. ~Author Unknown
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee. ~Carly Simon
Nov 29 2009 8:09 AM
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Nov 27 2009 8:05 PM
The wind blew cold
And the leaves began to pack their bags away.
The ground with its spongy feel of ice
Kept all the rats and mice at bay.
The magik fairy,
With his rubber boots and dress
Kept the “hounds of baskerville”
From creating another, shitty mess.
The cabin created a look of empty darkness
As the pumpkin heads began to fall.
It looked confusing, abandoned,
As if no one was ever home at all.
Deep inside you could hear the pleasant of a healing whisper
As the elf woke up
And began his attempted movement
With “the feeble” of a crawl.
Bilbo sat in his repeated, cornered perch
And peered upon the childlike elf.
Remembering,
Twenty-five years ago,
He was peering at himself.
The sweats would come,
The slime from deep within,
The screaming pain from moving marrow,
But, the fucking demon would not win.
The manik, magik fairy,
The watcher,
The guardian the gate
With the help of earth mothers magik
Will protect the purity and innocence of the elf
And prevent the filling up of the demons
Full of empty plate.
With hope and faith
Healing time for all the lonely, frightened elves
Will never come too late.
bilbo
Nov 27 2009 7:03 PM
Nov 27 2009 11:25 AM
" A friend is one to whom one may pour out all the contents of one's heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that the gentlest of hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away."
- Arabian Proverb
have a beautiful day....Broken
Nov 27 2009 5:33 AM
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Nov 26 2009 7:06 PM
The magik of the moon had finally spoken to the elf
Although it causes the deepest aches and pains
In his humble weakness as he reaches into “himself”
And tampers with his fame.
An inner peace long since over due
Will feed the tortured elf
In his search of what he didn’t know but knew
To regain his precious soul and humble self.
A metamorphosis will find a way
As the pains of birth rejuvenate
To ease the mental anguish in the way
So a death of life won’t be his fate!
The watcher only watches the tiny elf asleep.
He knows the needed pain will pass
As he continues in his silent weep.
The watcher knows the magik of the healing moon
Could be the elves’ . . . . . . to keep.
For three long days and three endless nights
The elf healed from his deep within.
The pain was strong with nightmares full of frights
But the elf would not give in.
He tossed and turned.
The very marrow in his bones would burn.
He peuked the demon slime
As it tried to grab him one more time,
One more time,
One more fucking time
But the healing moon was fine.
He stuck it out
Although the mental continued its’ feeble, weakened cry.
The watcher cheered with a silent shout
As he watched the demon die!
bilbo
Nov 26 2009 5:29 PM
No big plans today, just dinner with the family like always. Not really looking forward to it, I'm not a big fan of turkey and just all that food and having to eat in front of people.. not real crazy about that. I prefer to keep to myself. But it makes my parents happy to have me at the dinner table since we never EVER eat as a family so I'm just going to paste on a smile and try to make the best of it.
Have a wonderful day! ♥
Nov 26 2009 5:00 PM
Nov 26 2009 4:07 PM
Have a happy weekend and give your smiles away freely, and hug someone who needs it. Pictures are from Russia.
peter
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Nov 26 2009 3:57 PM
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Nov 26 2009 1:44 PM
all my love,
Nov 26 2009 11:46 AM
Nov 26 2009 9:04 AM
In this life of mine
For in all I have found
That in His Word-the answers I find
I am thankful for the pain I have known
It has given a compassion for the suffering
An ability to reach out to others
An appreciation of little things
I am thankful for the storms I have encountered
Knowing that the rainbow is at the end
Realization that they are only temporal
That with time all will mend
I am thankful for all the relationships
For the good and yes, for the bad
For they have given life to my emotions
An appreciation of what I have had
Most of all, I am thankful for His Grace
For the provisions that it brings
How it has provided for
Me in all things
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday..!!