"Crossing the Bar"

A perfect request from a wonderful lady for her final sendoff...


Sunset and evening star
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I pull out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

Pure Terror

I'm moving forward...after four years of panic attacks, frenzied actions whenever something remined me and pure terror at the possibility of failure...I am moving forward. I took the first step today and there is absolute terror but there is a prideful joy as well. I will not fail this time. I will complete my goal and rise triumphant lol...ok thats a bit much for me I know, but im still high on my own acomplishment of taking that first step.

breathe, just breathe...

Location:Amygdala

"My dad's philosophy was (and i think still is) that life is a malevolent force, which seeks to destroy you, and you have to struggle with it. Only those who are hard enough will succeed. Most people get crushed, but if you fight, in the end life will go, "Fucking hell. This one's serious. Let him through."

-Russell Brand

"Be led by your talent, not by your self-loathing; those other things you just have to manage."

-Russell Brand

Test

I am now in the 21st century, um, er well anyway I have an iPhone and I'm willing to use it so stay back at least 20 feet until I know what damage this may cause ...ok so here it goes, my first foray into the iworld for bloggers

Location:Planet earth

We all fall down...

Why, why, why!!!

we all do it, well mostly all...with the exception of one or two lesbians with butch tendencies.... we strap torture devices to our feet to make our asses look good and our boobs stick out...yes, it does give us a few extra inches which allows us to look down on most men but those of us with some talent have the ability to do that sitting down.

So i have these pair of high heals that i just adore...i mean i love them! I probably bought them about a year ago...but they intimidate me due to the 4" height change that occurs when i slide those puppies on, ooh yeah. I know, I know its hard to believe...me?! intimidated by shoes? someone who knows me would know that i used to be a major vans wearing-hoody lovin-baggy panted tomboy...NO! not me, i know...you'll get use to the idea eventually.

anyyyway...back to the die for shoes...they're 4" shiny black heels with Ed hardy tattoo on the side...I've been wanting to wear them forever but no where to wear them...finally the event arrives and i cant maneuver in them to save my life...i find the ability to move forward is overcome by my need to not fall on my face...so I'm practicing walking why you ask ...i don't know! (well they are to die for shoes which i believe i mentioned before).

So far I'm able to move sideways with some ability...I'm absolutely divine at standing still and my ability to strike a pose is amazing ...lets just hope that at my debut i don't fall flat on my face in front of the most gorgeous guy on the planet which is more the a distinct possibility...pfft




"You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind"

-Mahatma Gandhi

"Sometimes comfort doesn't matter. When a shoe is freakin fabulous, it may be worth a subsequent day of misery. Soak in Epsom salts and take comfort in the fact that you're better than everyone else."

- Clinton Kelly

First Step...

OK, i was going to make this blog about my path to weight loss....screw that! :p I'm 34 years old, I've got curves...i have always had them and always will (well except for maybe when i was 4 and had pneumonia and lost so much weight i looked like a stick). *hmmm, how would one go about getting pneumonia on purpose :P*

so instead, I'm going to wax poetic about my life pffft...ok maybe more of a light diatribe of whats what.

I'm going to shoot for healthy instead of dieting...so i actually picked up the friggin phone and called my doctor for chantix aaaarg.... fluffy bunnies, fluffy bunnies aaaaaarg ...i need to quit smoking before anything else because its really hard to run while smoking a pack a day...its doable but slightly difficult and i like taking the easy way...that and i promised my crazy ass cousin that id run the blueberry stomp with her...me? I've never ran a day in my life (except for running late for everything but dinner)..I'm not sure what got into me when i agreed but hell, we all die someday, this way there will be no surprises...ill know the exact day of my death lol but the running crap ill save for another day..

So anyway this little blog of mine will cover life's little curves, my little curves (or big rather) and all the other shit i get myself into :D


'The healthiest response to life is joy.'
-Deepak Chopra

'Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about.'
-Oscar Wilde