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Thursday, June 21, 2012

A girls first love.....











I remember wearing my first mini skirt in the first year of high school and my whole life changed.....

Was it the skirt? Or was it that finally they took notice of the plain Jane ordinary, shy, innocent, conscience minded girl....

She became popular over night every boy wanted to know her.
Every girl hated her.
It's not like she had many friends to begin with.

She was so tired of hiding in the back corner. She never ever wanted to attract attention to herself.

This was her year to shine....

The beginning of a new school year.
A new chance to finally climb out of her shell.

Once I walked on those school grounds I had every boy eating out of the palm of my hands.
They all wanted my number....

Flirted oh yeah I learned it well...
Why not, if I was going to the top why not rise high fast....

And then that fateful morning....

I remember it so well that morning when I walked down to the stairs to go to a class,
I wore it like a glove....There he was like a prince that he was he was one of the popular boys already. He was a Senior tall handsome just plain gorgeous! Light brown hair the most beautiful sexy green eyes. He was also the schools photographer.

And he wanted me, yes he was attracted to me....Can you believe it?

Oh if only I knew then what I know now...

I was so pathetic... Why couldn't I had played a little hard to get? Inside I was screaming...I was shaking, I knew my face was red it felt so hot...

And I knew it right then I was in love....

We were unsepratable from that moment on. I was always wondering where he was at, what was he doing? when he wasn't with me. Yes I was very needy like any young girl my age who has had her first real experience with love.

By the end of the year he was tired of me and wanted someone new, more older, more experienced, more exciting.

I had thought life could no longer continue. I will now find out what a broken heart must feel like. Why? Something so wonderful so beautiful could be over as soon as it began...

A girls first love will never be the same....

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Monday, March 26, 2012

Real or fake?

Are we anti-fake?

Do men really prefer blondes over brunettes?










How about implants? Fake boobs?

Acrylic nails anyone?

I mean really men may say "oh no we want the real thing" but do they?

They never want they're girlfriends or wives to go blonde.
But they sure like to ogle them.
And well know those blondes are all bleached right?

And then there are the fake boobies. Men say we like the real things, but they love Pamela Anderson right?

And then there's the acrylic nails...
Well I for one do wear them because I have a really bad habit of biting mine and if I did grow them out they are paper thin.
And they do look really nice...

So what does it come down to?
Fake? Or Real?

I say do what you feel comfortable with all in good taste though...

My next blog will be about "Tattoos" yes or no?


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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.