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Thursday, October 27, 2011

life a precious gift




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We wake every morning with a start of a new day. But do we really live life to the fullest savoring every moment of our precious life?
I think it's in ourselves to take advantage of our gift of life. I've been very sick the past month thinking I had a very bad case of a bladder infection or worst yet kidney. Well Monday morning I had to rush to the hospital emergency room. Come to find out my prognosis was fibroids in my uterus. And if untreated leads to cancer. I was never one to get annual physicals. If I did go see a doctor,it was only for the flu. I figured what was the point? My over all health was never an issue. I now know when women get to a certain age, regular physicals are very important. A close friend of mine attended a funeral not long ago for a close female friend of his. It turned out to be cervical cancer,they detected it a little too late and she died. She was very young also. It's very sad when we women cannot be bothered to take some personal time for our well being. Why do we have to wait till were dying? Putting things off tomorrow, tomorrow, well tomorrow maybe too late. We need to stop being so caught up in our busy lives and if not think for ourselves, think about our children and family who will be devastated if we were gone. Life
a precious gift from god. We need to
show that we will cherish it...
Because we only get one chance.



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Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Should of, would of, could of.....








There once was a woman who lived her life for her children and husband.

One day she found herself tired and old and she wondered where did her life go?

She never really accomplished anything for herself. All her dreams diminished over night...

As she stood in her kitchen window, washing up the breakfast dishes, she wondered...

Could she had led her life in another direction? maybe chose a different road?

What could of happened if she didn't meet her husband that night?

And what of became of her if she would of chose to finished her education and went all the way?

Maybe she would of became that great big writer and traveled and seen the world....

As the woman sighed and came back to reality with sadness and regret she realized at least I'm here and I can instill to her children" make your dreams come true", because you can never go back to what of, could of, and should of......


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Thursday, October 6, 2011

Rainy days...

I adore rainy days...


And yes I should live in Seattle or Oregon or Ireland where it constantly rains.
But unfortunately I don't.

Here I am curling up on my favorite favorite green comfy chair with my beautiful crocheted shawl I just finished, and it's so warm. And I have a hot cup of cocoa.

I'm looking outside and it's raining and it's just beautiful. It's funny just last week it was in the 100's, maybe that's the reason I'm loving the weather.

No I know I have always loved the cooler weather. And I don't understand when people say they get the blues when the weather is gloomy. "go figure"

Now yes there is the bad side to the weather conditions in the rain. Like the morons that don't know how to drive in it. It's like playing bumper cars especially trying to take your kids to school in the morning.

But then again those morons cannot drive to save there life in the normal weather.

It was so nice the other day my husband noticed that we have a new visitor in our back yard it's a beautiful toad. We had one two years ago it grew quite large, and then when summer time came it found a new home else where. I just wonder if this new frog is it's off spring.

Well how nice is this, can you picture this scene? Raining outside and hearing a frog making it's beautiful sounds in my backyard.




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Thursday, September 22, 2011

Fall is here and I love it!









Well it's my favorite time of the year.

Fall is almost here. You walk into the stores and notice all the costumes and treats. All those scary things, don't you just love it!

This has to be my favorite holiday "Halloween"...
I can't wait to get dressed up this year and take the kiddies out trick or treating. No matter if your young or old this is the time you can let your creative side come out and play.

I know I will! It's time to go out and buy baskets of green apples and start dipping them in that caramel that we love so much.

And let's not forget all those green leaves turning beautiful orange, red, and yellow.

From September or October? As summer turns to fall, foliage emerges and trees transform hills into a patchwork of colors.

Crisp fall days are perfect for leaf-peeping.

"I love fall" And then the days start to get a slight chill in the air, you know the seasons are a changing. I wish I lived in New York I hear they have the perfect weather this time of year.

A Fall Trip To New England.....

fall is the season for true nature lovers.

hiking along back roads, in small towns and on mountains is a splendid way to see glorious, color-changing leaves. You might get lost, but you’ll enjoy doing so.

A trip to:

New Hampshire, Vermont, Maine and other New England states are well known for their gorgeous trees. Fall is the time when easygoing greens make way for vibrant shades of orange, red, yellow, brown and even purple. This particular photo was taken in Vermont on a back road near Woodstock. The house may be crumbling, but the trees’ magnificent foliage more than makes up for it. If you’re lucky enough to visit New England in the fall, don’t rely on sight alone. Take in the crisp air, rustling leaves and sweet smell of nature.




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And then we have those little traditions that my family does every year we make a trip out to the "Corn mazes"
What fun we have getting lost in the mazes at night with our flash lights, telling spooky stories, taking hay stack rides, oh and don't forget the hot coa-coa with marshmallows!













And then my most favorite things about this time of the season is all the never ending wonderful scary movies....
And no matter what time of the year it is, I watch them anyway.
But when it's October, I kind of get that warm feeling inside and it just seems a little bit more special.

Anyways here's my top 20 flicks you have to see....



"violets top 20 favorite scary flicks for Halloween"

Top 20 violets scary flicks:


1. The exorcist
2. The shining
3.The St Francesville Experiment
4. Halloween
5. The Texas chainsaw massacre
6.Carie
7. The Blair witch project
8.The Omen
9. The Amityville Horror
10.Child's Play
11.Jeepers Creepers
12.The entity
13.Wrong turn
14.Joy ride
15.Cabin fever
16.Scream
17.When a stranger calls
18.Stephen Kings' It"
19.The Legend of Boggy Creek
20.Sign's














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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

"Cutting........a way to be heard"





Its really sad when our young adults don't get enough attention these days where they have to resorting to cutting.

And then we see young teens expressing themselves through the way they dress.
I once was one of those teens that went through many stages of dress, from wanna be gang dress to punk rock, to stoner. I tried it all.

I know I have read some forums explaining that they go through these phases because they want to be heard. I guess I can relate to that a little bit. I know I never resorted to cutting though.

In any case though our teens need attention and why are we not listening?
Are we that absorbed in our work and our careers?

Us parents need to wake up and remember when we were young. And it was pretty bad back then. And I'm referring to my teen days like forty years ago.
I remember at school going into the girls bathroom and everyone in there was either trying to score some drugs or getting high in the bathroom.

And when I think what our children are up against now a days it scares me to death.
And let's not forget the divorce statistics are way more higher now than back in the day.
Where you see more single mothers raising children on their own. It's very hard I know. I was raised by my mother and she was in that same situation.
And believe me I put her through so much worry and sleepless nights and I didn't make her job any easier. I resented her for remarrying. I was very rebellious. I was a teen who thought they knew it all when really I made my whole life a living hell, and everyone else around me. I know for sure now that if my mother would of handled things different with me, the outcome would of been better. I don't throw any blame on her though, parents don't come with a children's manual and you do what you think is right at the time.
I know for a fact though there is a much better chance for children when they have both parents in a house hold, or in their life. As for my personal experience growing up, my father was hardly around I'm still not sure if it was due to my mother not allowing him to be in our lives or my father just too busy with his other life. All I knew was that I really needed my father and I suffered so because he just wasn't there. I felt abandoned and it followed me into womanhood. I had many failed relationships always looking for and needing that fatherly figure, that stability. And then not trusting any man worrying that they would leave also like my father. And of course my mother did have a great effect in that department she raised us thinking all men are never to be trusted.

But as for any child when they don't have that security of both parents, there is definitely problems going to rise. If they have no one to turn to they turn to their peers. And that's about as the blind leading the blind, a child cannot help another child especially when that child has not enough maturity in life to support or give mature advice to.

And that's where more problems occur like alcohol, drugs, eating disorders, and then there's the issue on hand that's referred to cutting.

The first thing that came to mind when I thought about cutting was that movie called 13. That movie really blew me away. I was so shocked when I saw what those young girls were doing, and such an early age. I know I was no angel when I was young, but when I did start to engage in the wild side it wasn't until the later years of high school. I remember when I first entered my first year of middle school I felt like such a nerd noticing most of the girls wearing make up and I never had it on. And now today elementary school most girls look like they're in high school the way they dress, look and act.

Anyways as I was doing my own research about why teens revert to cutting it was really interesting to find out it's like the same as turning to alcohol or drugs. And also in the sense that they were depressed or felt like they were numb inside. Or even hurting inside, and needed some kind of release.

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"I had thoughts about suicide, but I wouldn't ever have attempted it. [Cutting] was just a way of doing something a lot less severe and a lot less permanent to express what I was feeling. I guess I didn't have any other way. It really scared me, because I was making myself bleed and it freaked me out. I felt that I just had so much pain inside me and so much I was going through that I felt like nobody could see, so I quantified it. That was what it was about for me, I think. It was like, 'This is how bad it is.'" Marlee, 21
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"Cutting was because I needed to get back into my life. You sink into this place where you can't think or feel, you don't know what you're doing. My brain, subconsciously, would tell me that's what I had to do to get out of the horrible hell I would snap into. Cutting yourself is pain and blood and living, and it's taking away the pain of being this empty person." Claire, 17
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When a person's pain or depression is very intense, they may become disconnected from their real self (known as a dissociative state) in order to protect themselves from their feelings. They feel so numb and lost that it's as if they are floating above the rest of the world or becoming part of the furniture or drifting away entirely. The physical pain of self-mutilation can snap them back into the real world.
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There is so much research that I am undergoing due to my writing of my book. Since my book focusses on teens. I'm becoming to realize how I really didn't have it all that bad growing up. My heart really goes out to all the many young ones out there who are in need of help or love.

And if you are a teen and just by chance happen to read my blog, please feel free to contact me if you need to talk. I will promise to help in any way I can.

Friday, September 2, 2011

"Can we all be friends"?





I have a seven year old daughter, and as I was picking her from school yesterday she came skipping about like little girls do holding onto her friend's hand.

It was so loving and cute. And it got me to thinking, what would the world be like if we were all like children? First of all I think we would all be having more friendship, and not take life too serious.

I think the majority of us get so absorbed in our lives working the 9 to 5 on a daily basis and never really having the time to stop and smell the roses and look for the little bit of beauty that surrounds us.

It's sad also that were so judgmental when it comes to people, do we really give everyone a chance for friendship? Do we judge people by appearances only? What they do for a living? What kind of car they drive, do they have the right color of skin? Do they come from the right side of town? Are they the right religion?

All these factors do they really matter? Are we too judgmental?
I think children should be a great example, they don't take much notice when picking friends. They will be at a park and pretty much ask any child, do you wanna play? Would you be my friend? Do you want to be in my club? Do you want to go to my birthday party?

Wow wouldn't it be wonderful if we all were so bold?
I know in reality, we all can't walk down the street holding onto our friends hands, but think about this: next time your at the public library, or on the subway, or at the bank, or just visiting your local park, and you see a stranger, don't hesitate say hello ask how their day is, give them a compliment.

After a brief conversation, you never know, be so bold and go for it! ask: "would you like to be my friend"? That person may surprise you. And you never know that person may be craving a person to just grab out and make that first move!

Believe me, karma is a great thing, by you throwing some real love into the world, it will all come back to you threefold.
Come on everyone let's put a smile on this busy, hectic, not so nice world we live in.

"Make peace, not war"

Make a friend today!

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Monday, August 29, 2011

R.I.P. my grey whale....







When my family and I were on vacation over the summer we witnessed a grey whale that was stuck in the klamath river. I did a blog about it when i came back from vacation. Well I received bad news about our poor whale today it finally passed away. I really didn't keep posted on it's condition knowing it wasn't going to be good. I was hoping for the best. But it didn't end up that way.
R.I.P. my good friend...

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By JASON DEAREN and JEFF BARNARD, Associated Press

KLAMATH, Calif. (AP) -- Janet Wortman knew something was wrong when she drove by the U.S. Highway 101 bridge across the Klamath River and there were no people leaning over the railing to watch the 45-foot gray whale that had been there for nearly two months.


"She would just swim back and forth right in front of you and at one point go like this, like she was waving at us," recalled Wortman, a member of the Yurok Tribe and a partner in the Requa Inn bed and breakfast overlooking the river. "Silly me, I waved back. It was like she was there to see people. She went back and forth. It was almost like she was going, 'Here I am, you guys. Can you see me?'"

Before dawn Tuesday, the whale died after beaching itself on the north bank of the river in this coastal town of 800 people that is the headquarters of the Yurok Tribe. Scientists who had kept an eye on her since she swam into the river with her calf in late June were by her side.

In the afternoon, a backhoe pulled the whale from the river onto the gravel bank amid tall willows and dug a pit. Tribal members sang a song and said a prayer to send the whale on to the afterlife, said Tribal Chairman Thomas O'Rourke. Then they turned it over to scientists to see if they could determine a cause of death before burying it.

For many, the whale's strange visit to the river recalled a story that Wortman's great-grandmother's cousin, Fannie Flounder, used to tell, which was recounted in the book, "The Inland Whale," by anthropologist Theordora Kroeber.

"She said when the whale is in the river, it means the world is out of balance ... things aren't the way they should be," said Wortman. "Fannie said you all need to get together and pray and dance and beat your feet on the ground and that will tilt the earth back the way it is supposed to be."

O'Rourke said he agreed that the whale's visit meant the world was out of balance, that ecosystems were failing. He said the whale brought together state and federal agencies and the tribe in a way he has never seen.

"It is acts like this that are going to happen if we are going to stabilize the environment," he said.

There was no obvious reason the whale died, or why it sought refuge in the river, instead of joining other gray whales migrating north to feeding grounds off Alaska, said Dawn Goley, professor of zoology at Humboldt State University.

The whale came into the river in late June with its calf, gradually working its way upriver until its favorite haunt was underneath the U.S. Highway 101 bridge.

Rich Mossholder would check on the whale with loads of tourists in his Klamath Jetboats tours.

"I believe this was her destiny," he said. "She decided (she would die here) before she came in the river. The baby went on. After that happened, I thought it would probably be the end for her here."

During July and early August, crowds of people would gather on the bridge, running across, oblivious to speeding traffic, to watch when she swam underneath. Some serenaded the whales with violins and flutes. One person jumped out of a kayak to swim with them.

"It was like a rock concert," said Reweti Wiki, Wortman's son-in-law and a partner in the Requa Inn. He is a Maori from New Zealand and has a traditional whale's tooth tatoo on his arm.

Tanya Sangrey, director of economic development for the Yurok Tribe, said people would talk to the whale from the bridge, like you would talk to a dog, urging it to go back to sea. But it would not.

The calf swam back out to sea on July 23, about the right time for it to wean and go off on its own. But efforts to drive its mother back to sea, including calls of killer whales played upriver, did not persuade it to leave.

It stayed, sometimes feeding on invasive species of clams and snails in the mud of the river bottom, shooting great geysers of air and water out of her blowhole, until it could no longer go on.

"Early on, it was a novel experience," said Wiki. "People were happy and intrigued. But as it dragged on, people became concerned. Eventually, it turned into a tragedy.





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I scare my self to death!







I was trying write up a blog tonight on my Ghost stories site, and I scared my self silly! How brave!
Yes you can laugh if you'd like, I decided to finish it tomorrow when it's day light. It was about the number 3 is it significant? Wow you'll have to wait and see.... I like to do a little research after I put my part in the blog, just to get other feedback if there is any posted. And after reading what I found the facts really scared the sh-- out of me. So I decided to book mark my findings and I will share them another time.

I will definitely have to do a post tonight on some other happy thoughts...
L.O.L. Violet.....

Location:My bedroom....

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

"I wish I were at the beach".......

I drew my name in the sand....






And these are my sandy feet...




I'm really trying to endure this intolerable summer here where I live.
It's like 98 degrees today. I hate this heat, These pictures were taken last month in Crescent City CA. When I was on vacation. I think the high there was 63 perfect for me....I can still hear the waves of the ocean and feel the cool sand between my toes. And I miss the sound of the sea lions.





The sea air hits my face with that salty mist
coming off of the ocean
Those crashing waves
look so powerful
as the waves come up the shore fast
they return
just as quickly
sometimes leaving treasure
behind
so many seashells
or seaweed
or driftwood
sometimes life
along the sandy surface
if their lucky
they may hitch a ride
back to their home
once again
back to the sea floor
oh how I love the sea
and the salty air
if I lay here upon the sand
will the crashing waves
pick me up and carry me
forever more....


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Location:Crescent City CA.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Violet what's she like?

I am an Aquarian. I am very creative and artsy. I love to see something and have the challenge of either recreating it,sewing it, or mending it. I love beautiful things and places. I love the ocean, but I don't particularly like to swim.


Violet Today.....


I love rainy days. And beautiful sunsets. I love soft piano music, and sometimes loud music. I can be extreme and I also can be tranquil. I love writing. I have a novel that is in the making. I love to read., when I was small my mother could never get me out of the library. I grew up reading the box-car children books, Little house on the prairie, Beverly Cleary. My favorite author was Judy Blume. I wanted to be a great writer just like her, instead I became a teacher. I have no regrets in life...I'm a true believer that everything happens for a reason, and God allows things for the soul purpose of making each and every one of us grow stronger with each obstacle we challenge. We become stronger and wiser and see things for what they really are. Life would be pretty dull if we were like robots, with no free will. I love all people no matter what color or creed. I love this beautiful world that we live in, it's the bad things that people do that I don't like. If people tried to be a bit more happier the world would be more pleasant. They're are so many places on this huge planet that I would love to see before I die.



I love flowers, thanks mother for naming me after one. I think more people should give more flowers to each other more often, don't wait till they're dead. My grandmother once said that, bring me flowers to me when I'm alive so I can smell they're sweet scent and enjoy them, not when I'm dead.
I even buy flowers for my self once in a while...
Love stories, don't get me started on them, I think I've read so many books on love, and I've seen every love story there is. I know the old classics are the best though. I think the men were more like gentlemen and the woman were more like ladies.
I think love is the best gift you can give to someone. And I know you can't survive without it... If you look in the right places you will find it.

I grew up in the 80's and my parents were from the early 60's. I think with all my challenges, tribulations, and heartache I've learned so much about life and people and myself. I wish some events never took place, but if they never did I wouldn't be the woman I am today, more stronger, not the insecure shy girl that I use to be. I now know where I am going and what I really want in life.

Violet.... yesterday when she was 25



"Here are some of the best quotes from the movie "The Pursuit of Happyness" starring Will Smith."Christopher Gardner:
You got a dream... You gotta protect it. People can't do somethin' themselves, they wanna tell you you can't do it. If you want somethin', go get it. Period.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

if you love chocolate, check out my new,sinful recipe, on my blog

"Chocolate and Books" violets best blog ever..
It's the new best thing ever...
If your anyone who's anyone then you have to check out this blog...

ooh are you ready for something sinful?

alright,my last batch didn't last long in the fridge,this recipe was so good I had to share it with you all. CHOCOLATE, chocolate, oh my, I know you all have had the all time favorite chocolate fudge that's always on hand every Christmas right? That we all adore, yes you can admit you love it! Well this devilish treat is almost up there, no let me rephrase that I love this treat much more, why? well, it doesn't seem too rich like the old fashioned fudge, but ooh it's so good. Anyways I'm not the kind of cook that likes to measure my ingredients and I'm definitely not the Martha Stewart in the kitchen, don't get me wrong, I adore Martha Stewart she's definately one of my faces, but let's get serious here,no normal person in this fast pace world is really like that right? O.k. now here's my recipe, please write in and tell me what you think?

1 bag and almost 1/2 of miniature marshmallows
4 tablespoons of butter
1/2 package of nestle chocolate chips
4tablespoons of creamy peanut butter
crushed kix cereal

get a nice glass baking pan and lightly butter because you will need it to put your mixture into and put to the side.

I know I didn't say how much cereal you add I put quite a Lott but you know put enough where it's well coated, and you don't have to totally crush up all the cereal it just depends on what you like, you can even add nuts of your choice, I don't because my daughter doesn't approve of them...

First of all find a big pan and melt butter in then add your marshmallows,melt over medium heat, when done add those delightful chocolate chips, melt, add peanut butter, melt, then start adding the kix, not all at once little at a time, coat well then add to your buttered dish. Now I know this mixture is really sticky, what I do is put the tap on and keep wetting your butter knife under it and keep spreading until it is all nice and flat, then place in the fridge for a couple of hours, cut into squares and enjoy eating with a sinfully good book...

Friday, April 29, 2011

addicted to the pen

well yes i do love chocolate, well they say its better than sex. There you go you can just picture me lounging around in my baggy sweatpants and munching on chocolate all day. No not quite only sparingly, but oh i adore the books and yes i do over indulge in them a bit... And I love to write and write and write... And yes I may write for the public soon is the world ready for me?