Better Than Fireworks...

I just read a friend's post and was inspired to write. She has had a history of bad experiences with the men in her life (dad and exes). I have had my share of bad relationships, but none of them abusive... they ended usually because there was a lack of seriousness on my part or their part. I have always believed that a sense of humor was the MOST important thing to me in all my relationships. All of my close friends share my sense of humor... that includes family members I am close to. Before I met my husband I long dated those that I had been able to develop "His Girl Friday" kind of repore. I have to have witty repartee. I can't live without it... if I can't have that back and forth of funny discourse, I am not turned on... That made it difficult to find someone who had a good balance of qualities.

I found several guys in h.s. and college who were only interested in having a fun time, in being the clown... they were not interested in settling down or having a serious discussion once in a while. Almost 10 yrs. ago, when I was at the end of my rope after a bad blind date, I spoke to a friend who had been online and got a "good laugh" out of looking at online dating profiles of guys in her area... since I was so depressed she suggested I look there to cheer up.. . since I was bound to find guys even worse than the guys I was dating. I know... cheery! I did look. I found someone though who seemed out of place... he stood out... he sounded serious... PhD bound... driven.... but what's this..... a fan of Monty Python? A fan of Celtic music? A fan of Gilda Radner? The list went on and on... I went to his site and found the window to my soul... we started emailing... met months later... and we never were apart from then on... never a break-up, never a hiccup.

We got married 3 years ago. We've been very happy and we still have our witty repartee alive and kicking... The only thing I ever worry about is that maybe we don't have sex as much as we should... I'm not wired that way I guess... I can't worry about what society things is "normal" for sex drive... so we talk about that occasionally, but seriously... it's not that big a deal. I'd rather be able to hug and kiss my hubby and laugh lots. Question is can one really have it all? I have all I need. I do. I guess, though, sometimes I wish I had more of the lusty fireworks some people describe... mine are more like eternal sparklers. :o) But I like sparklers... they’re feisty and have a flair all their own.

Open House Fest!

Normally this time of year it's difficult to get good attendance at open houses. I am a realtor, among other things, and November and December do not tend to be busy months. Between all the California investors coming over and plunking cash down for 4-5 properties at once ranging in the 200K - million range and lots of military relo, it's been super busy! I've held 2 open houses each weekend since November started and have had record attendance.

One thing I've noticed is that you can tell a lot about the personalities of individuals when they are walking around an open house. Some say only nice things, but you can tell they HATE the house. Some come through and do nothing but complain about the layout, color scheme, etc. However, they don't just leave, they stay longer than everyone else... longer than even those that make the offers! These are the people, I suspect, that stay in miserable situations just so they can bitch about them. They don't try to do something constructive with their time... they just like to complain about life in general. I, of course, like the ones that can see the positives (even if the house isn't right for them). It's almost like they want you to feel good about it, like it's your child. I try not to get emotionally attached to the houses I'm selling, so these people make me giggle inside a little. I just tell them be sure to pass on their compliments to the owners. When I walk through a house, I have on my poker face. However, I do walk quickly if it's a house I do not like... that's my tell...

As December nears I gear up for more Open Houses and hopefully some more sales. I hope everyone is recovering from their post-turkey and shopping mall stupor!!! Manic Monday is just around the corner... embrace it with open arms and don't forget .... you CAN freeze turkey soup... you DON'T have to eat it all now! :)

Thanksgiving wish... heck, everyday wish...

I've had so many friends and family that get kicked while they are down.

In the past weeks I've seen people who are sick getting sicker.

People who have already been abused (whether physically, verbally or psychologically) receive further mistreatment from those they once loved, do love or don't even know!

My wish is this... that all these terrible cowards and injustices STOP already! Whether they are diseases, jerks or those that are just uncomfortable in their own skin... so feel they need to hurt others to feel good about themselves.

I want everyone to have a HAPPY THANKSGIVING, dammit... Now eat some turkey, tofurkey or whatever gets you in the holiday mood... :)

What Kind of Princess Are You?

Ok, so this one is obviously more meant for the ladies, but my husband had fun with this one... he was a rather butch princess... :) I, alas, was a dreamer... however, I was also a Fairy Princess & Traditional Princess... I have MPPD (multiple princess personality disorder)... God help my husband... see how you fit in...


The Dreaming Princess

Your head is in the clouds and you don't feel like
coming back down to earth any time soon. You
have a very active imagination and may find
sometimes that you enjoy fantasy more than
reality. You are sweet and girlish, a loveable,
kind dreamer given to flights of fancy.

Role Models: The Princess of "The Frog
Prince"

You are most likely to: Be enchanted by fairies
after falling asleep in the forest.


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Fleet Feet

Ever since late last year when I started experiencing extreme numbness in my legs and feet, I realized how much I had pissed away my chances to exercise. I was getting fairly sedentary though those that knew me didn't know how much my muscles had begun to atrophy.

I have a second chance now, an opportunity to get healthy. I have been speed walking on my treadmill about 4 times a week, going about 2 miles each time. The exercise ball has also helped my crazy tummy which increases by 2 pant sizes anytime I accidentally eat something with gluten. Crunches are my new best friend, as is my hot water bottle. A friend of mine introduced me to that trick. It helps for those awful monthly cramps, but also general bouts with extreme bloating when I dine out (inevitably) and the chef doesn't know what gluten is, but is too embarrassed to admit it. So... how do I stay motivated? Sometimes I don't, I wallow, I don't wake up when I should. Usually the music wins... I let music be the one to drag me of bed. I love music that much. For working out I listen to what I refer to as "model stomp music" - you know music that you can't help but feel through powerful steps... steps that mean business.

My favorites ---
American Woman (Lenny Kravitz) * Starry-Eyed Surprise (Paul Oakenfold) * Mama Said Knock You Out (LL Cool J) * Hey Baby (No Doubt) * I Fought the Law (Clash) * Praise You OR Weapon of Choice (Fatboy Slim) *You Shook Me All Night Long (AC/DC)* Batter Up (Nelly)*Pour Some Sugar On Me (Def Leppard)* Goody Two Shoes (Adam Ant) * So Alive (Love & Rockets) *It's Tricky (Run DMC) * Bittersweet Symphony (The Verve) * Loser (Beck) * Oh What A Night - December 1963 (Four Seasons) *Without Me (Eminem) * Hit the Road Jack (Ray Charles) * Do Wa Diddy (Manfred Mann) * Oh Yeah (Yello) * Cherry Pie (Warrant) * Bust A Move (Tone Loc) *Relax (Frankie Goes To Hollywood) * Song of the South OR Louisiana Saturday Night (Alabama) * Pump Up The Volume (Marrs) * Closer (NIN) * Wild, Wild West (Escape Club) *You're My Everything (Barry White) * Volcano (Jimmy Buffett) * Dancing Queen (ABBA) * Hot In Heeere (Nelly) .... and many, many more....

I used to DJ back in college so I have lots of different kinds of music to draw from. I am incredibly driven to dance when I hear it, but when on the treadmill it turns into a hyperkinetic expression of how happy I am to be moving again. I hope I don't lose that. And if you have lost it ... I hope you find it again too...

Put it in a bubble... and blow it away...

Letting things go is often easier said than done... I think that's why we deaden ourselves to bad baggage with food, tv, gossip, and any number of distractions so we don't have to deal with it. I do it constantly. Often I don't even talk about what's been bothering me until it hits the boiling point. I was watching an old episode of Dharma and Greg... you know... the hippie dippy girl with the uptight guy... She was trying to come to terms with her bad doings in the past 7 years by asking those she did wrong for forgiveness. She would just straight up tell them what she had done and pantomime putting it in a bubble and blowing it away. It was meant to be funny, and it was... until I starting thinking about all the things I have let sit and fester over the years. The little things and big things that tug at me out of the blue that make me feel less than confident about who I am. The things you try to ignore. I wonder if you gave others a chance to come clean to you in this manner... would they take it? Would they get all earthy crunchy just to blow that badness away - to gain some peace of mind? I would.... if I knew it would end that nagging feeling of having made a bad move... one time when... I'll let you know if I overcome that fear. I have lots of fears and a fear of not being forgiven is one of the biggest. Does putting your fears in a bubble and blowing them away do the same thing? I wish... I wish... I wish...

Bundle of thoughts

Sometimes you need an outlet... something to get your head straight before you head into your hangups, problems, what-have-you... at full throttle. This is what this will be for me. I intend to not use the delete key.... not to censor. But I'm sure my intentions will meet obstacles...

I live a very happy life to all outsiders. I have no major complaints. No tragedies. Let's get the not-so-major obstacles I face out of the way: my restrictive diet (I can't eat gluten/lactose intolerance), fear of driving, my dog is neurotic & does not get along well with others, my husband may/may not want children... That's it! You say? Well, that's enough for me to obsess about... I intend to do so... right here...

I was watching some kids today while eating dinner at a local restaurant. My husband is very good at blocking out the kiddo noise unless he's in a bad mood. I constantly critique. I think of how I would love being a parent so I could be one of the few who other adults (kid free) look at and say " now THAT'S a good parent, look how well behaved those kids are). That's, of course, a daydream... a luck of the draw scenario... of course, I guess some lead a charmed life.

Perhaps someday I will have a child. I am still young - 30. I think of my aforementioned neurotic but VERY loveable dog... she hampers my thoughts of motherhood. She has hostility issues with everyone except us. Who knows how she would react to a baby... Anyone out there with experience with training dogs who seem to snap, out of the blue? She is normally very docile. She seems very friendly. There have only been a few incidences... those have been enough though. We now don't even know if we can leave her in the care of a housesitter. She's too unpredictable. Perhaps we're the neurotic ones... I often wonder...

Fear of driving... well, I don't know where it began, but mothers that don't drive could encounter some difficulties, no? I do plan on getting my very first car soon, but it may take awhile given finances. I have a very accomodating husband. I just feel it's time now.. time to conquer my fear... I have the license... now I must overcome this... Does anyone out there have this somewhat irrational fear?

I'll get to my nutritional oddities later... I don't want to come off as a Woody Allen-esque caricature right of the bat... let me get warmed up...

First Post

I want someplace to vent freely. I have learned I need an outlet... so here it all begins...