All Of My Tomorrow’s

Today’s prompt from the Daily post: What keeps you awake at night?

 

All of my tomorrow’s keep me awake at night.  I like awake and wonder about things no matter how much I want sleep.  I toss and turn and turn again till I may as well remake the bed.  I’ve torn off all the covers with the crap inside my head.  You see, this is where I sleep but it is too where I dream.  It’s where I do all my major planning for all I wish and all I want.  Seem’s this time I need to figure a different way to use the time I’m supposed to sleep.  Sure, the time, I use wisely but I think I will set aside another time.  A time that I can dream awake and wish my dreams come true.  There’s one thing I no longer do.  I know longer think about you.

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How Do You Place Value?

To realize the value of one month,

ask the woman who gave birth to a premature baby.

To realize the value of one week,

ask the editor of a newspaper.

To realize the value of one minute,

ask the person who missed the train.

To realize the value of one second,

ask the person who just avoided an accident.

To realize the value of one milisecond,

ask the person who won the silver medal at the Olympics.

Top 25 Songs to Listen to When Your Feeling Down

Today’s prompt from The Daily Post:  When your feeling down, what songs do you want to hear to cheer you up?

Music makes the world go round……..  I don’t know about the rest of you but if I am in a certain mood there is certain music I do not care to hear at that time.  Music may also determine my mood.  If I sit in my bedroom and listen to “Lonesome Me” all day long, I am more than likely going to be depressed as h#)) for the rest of the day!  Music without a doubt can alter your mood or state of mind.

So, what do I listen to when I am feeling blue?  Here is my list of top songs sure to cheer me up and pick me up!  Who knows?  I may even pull a Tom Cruise in my own living room floor.  Once I get started, I might even pull a Tom Cruise in YOUR living room floor!  Never can tell………..

  1. Old Time Rock n Roll …………………………………………………… Bob Segar
  2. Wild Thing………………………………………………………………….. Tone Loc
  3. Baby Got Back…………………………………………………………..Sir Mix Alot
  4. You Shook Me All Night Long……………………………………………..AC/DC
  5. Twist and Shout………………………………………………..The Isley Brothers
  6. The Twist…………………………………………………………….Chubby Checker
  7. I Saw Her Standing There……………………………………………..The Beatles
  8. Don’t Stop Till You Get Enough………………………………..Michael Jackson
  9. Ice Ice Baby…………………………………………………………………Vanilla Ice
  10. Stayin’ Alive……………………………………………………………….The Bee Gees
  11. Apple Bottom Jeans……………………………………………………………Flo Rida
  12. Crazy In Love……………………………………………………….Beyonce w/ Jay Z
  13. Bounce……………………………………………………………………………….Jay Z
  14. Save a Horse Ride A Cowboy………………………………………………Big n Rich
  15. Bust A Move………………………………………………………………….Young M.C.
  16. Get The Party Started……………………………………………………………….Pink
  17. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun………………………………………….Cyndee Lauper
  18. In Da Club………………………………………………………………………….50 Cent
  19. Golddigger…………………………………………………Kanye West ft Jamie Foxx
  20. It’s Getting Hot In Here…………………………………………………………….Nelly
  21. Slow Motion………………………………………………………………………Juvenile
  22. Great Balls of Fire……………………………………………………..Jerry Lee Lewis
  23. Jail House Rock…………………………………………………………….Elvis Presley
  24. Push It ……………………………………………………………………….Salt n Pepper
  25. Whatever You Like……………………………………………………………………..T.I.

I think my whole mood has changed just blogging about the songs.  Well people, that’s my list…..  What are some of your’s?  Comment back and share!

………………. keep on with the force don’t stop, dont stop till you get enough …. touch me and i fell on fire…………………

It’s Saturday night!  I think I am hitting to town tonight people! Have a safe, happy, and healthy weekend!!

Keep on blogging!!

What Would You Do With A Million Dollars?

Today’s prompt from The Daily Post:  What Would You Do With A Million Dollars?

If I had a million dollars, I would invest some of it though I’m not sure how at the moment.  I would definitely talk to knowledgeable people so they could tell me.  Most of the money generated from the investment would be used as my children’s inheritance.

I would by my grandmother a small house and a new car. I would also take my grandmother on a trip to anywhere she wanted to go.
I would buy my home as well somewhere out in the country.  I would like to buy at least 100 acres and my grandmothers home would be next to my own.

I would take my mom and step-dad somewhere special because they always did the same for me.

I would write that book I am going to write one day.

I would take my kids to Disney World.  I would also take them somewhere out of the country either Germany or France.  I prefer Germany because I want them to see the things that I saw on my trip when I was 13 years old.  I would buy an RV so that myself and the kids could travel across the United States and camp at every national park .

I would also take my cousin Jane somewhere she has never been because she has never been out of Alabama but she would have to fly in an airplane. She and I would also take a trip to L.A.  I would also take her to a casino(so we could take a chance and try winning another million dollars).  She and I would try something that we have never tried before like bungee jumping or jumping out of an airplane but holding onto someone else.  Then, we are Hawaii bound baby!  When I vacation in the South of France, she’s going with me.

The rest of it I would start a non-profit organization that had to do with senior citizen or nursing homes and group homes for mentally challenged adults and children.  They would also have internet access so that they could learn the computer and send photos of themselves on Bingo night to their family and friends.

Then I would hope and pray for the next million!!!!

What would you do?

How To Recognize Signs of Emotional Abuse?

The unbalanced emotions you feel can take place so gradually that emotional abuse often goes unnoticed.  Unless you have been a victim of emotional abuse yourself, you will not recognize in your friends or loved ones relationships.   Psychological Abuse goes both ways.  A man may experience emotional abuse as can a female.

How do you know if you are being emotionally abused?

  1. Are you ridiculed for spending time with your family and friends?
  2. Continues to hurt you ESPECIALLY when your down?
  3. If your loved one seems full of energy when you are fighting but it exhausts you, you are a victim.
  4. Are you ridiculed and insulted then told you can’t take a joke?
  5. Does your loved one put on a friendly face?  Well liked by the outside world?
  6. Are your words twisted then used against you?
  7. Ridicules your beliefs, religion, race, heritage, or class?
  8. Criticizes, call you names, yell at you?
  9. Humiliates you in private and in public?
  10. Ever hit or pushed you even “accidentally?”
  11. Left you stranded?
  12. Abuse something you love:  A pet, your child, an object?
  13. Harass you about imagined affairs?
  14. Threatens to leave or throw you out?
  15. Try to control your decisions, money, the way your wear your hair, or makeup?
  16. Compliments you enough to keep you happy, yet criticizes you enough to keep you down?
  17. Questions your every move or motive, somehow questioning your competence?
  18. Makes you feel like you can’t win?  Damned if you do, damned if you don’t?
  19. Tries to convince you he/she is right and you are wrong?
  20. Incites you into a rage as proof you are to blame?
  21. Sex is demanded or expected regardless of how you feel?

Your situation is CRITICAL if you are always walking on eggshells, express your opinions less often, you feel vulnerable and insecure, trapped and powerless, your afraid of your partner, and has hit you one time.

Talk to someone you trust.  Talk to Clergy, call your local battered women’s shelter, educate yourself, and seek professional help.  Emotional Abuse often leads to battery.  DON’T LET IT ESCALATE!

Click Here for Domestic Violence Information (American Bar Association)

What’s The Most Trouble You Have Ever Been In?

Today’s prompt from The Daily Post:  What’s The Most Trouble You Have Ever Been In?

Oh my God.  Are you for real?  Which time?   My mom reads my posts.  Not to mention my sweet, sweet sister who has not ever been in any trouble.  I was the rebellious child.

Thinking back to my childhood years, envisioning several minor yet, noble incidents like the time I whipped that kid in the neighborhood for calling my baby brother a name.  Then, there was the time that I got caught sneaking out.  That doesn’t include all the countless times that I snuck out and didn’t get caught.  Andrea Schmoller and I had made so many prank phone calls one day that her dad’s phone was cut off just until he came home though and could talk to the phone company.  There was this other time that was really bad.  The terrible, horrible, notebook incident that caused my mom to go into labor with my baby brother Matt. In my mind, I am seeing the event.  The one I am trying to avoid……….

I am really very ashamed still to this day and I am 41 years old.  I did most of my growing up in Lilburn, Georgia.  When we first moved there from Alabama, my parents rented a house while they had one built.  We finally moved into our new home.  The house was inside Cambridge Farms Subdivision.  It was a stuffy neighborhood at first.  You know the kind where you didn’t step in another person’s yard because your going to hurt the grass or something.  I don’t know.  My mom and dad(step-dad) were married in the new home.  The house was large.  It was beautiful.  To my mom, the house signified her own accomplishments.  My mom is the best role model a girl could have had growing up.  I am proud of her.

This particular summer I had to go to summer school.  I would not finish in time to begin our family vacation.  Everyone was on their way to Hilton Head, South Carolina.  I would have to stay behind and finish summer school.  Afterwards, I would fly to Hilton Head to meet up with the rest of the family.  My dads parents were also in Hilton Head it was to be the first time that we met them.  They were from New York.  They were to come back to Lilburn with us to see the new house.

The day my family left my parents were going to take me over to a friend’s house where I would stay until summer school was complete.  My dad had taken great pains to be sure the windows of the house were locked and secured.  He even placed chairs under the door knobs for extra protection.  Having already schemed a plan with Karen and Leigh I told my parents that I had forgotten something inside the house as we were backing out of the driveway.  So my dad pulled back up and handed me the house key.  I went inside and unlocked the back door and removed the chair from under the knob.  Picked up my bag I had pretended to forget and out the door I went.

It was only supposed to be a small party with 3 girls and 3 guys.  Leigh and her boyfriend decided to go get some Boone’s Farm.  Unbeknownst to me, they also went by Green’s Corners which was the hangout spot and put the word out that there was a party.  Back at the house, I began to wonder where they had gotten off too.  I looked out the front door and my jaw dropped to the floor.  The longest line of cars that I had ever seen in my entire life that was not part of a funeral procession was coming down the road in our nice new neighborhood.  People started filling into our home.  I didn’t know what to do.  I was 16 years old.  There were people from 4 of the surrounding schools 2 of the schools were major rivals.  There were 150 people in my parents new home.  Things were out of control so bad that at one point I started to call my parents.  The police came out twice.  The third time everyone was asked to leave.  The house was destroyed.  I feared for my life.

My friends and I tried to fix what we were able.  We nailed down the carpet back to the stairs that led to the upper level.  We were able to find the covers to the fire alarm people had taken off the walls.  I had tried to find them all night.  You could hear them going off all through the house that night.  We cleaned the white carpet.  You can’t clean the cigarette burns from the carpet.  Nor, did we have enough know how to fix the hole in the wall in my sisters bedroom.  We placed a picture over the hole.

Having flown to Hilton Head Airport, I caught a cab to the beach house.  The trip to Hilton Head was the longest trip.  The cab ride alone seemed to go on forever.  I didn’t have the guts to tell them there………..  and this is where I will end this post.  I think I will call my mom and thank her for allowing me to live……   : )

 

My Top 10 Guilty Pleasures

Last night, I went to hang out with two friends who are very near and dear to me.  I ended up spending the night at their house.  This morning a pang of anxiety hit.  I love these two people but I started longing for home.  Finally, it hit me.  Every night, I put the kids to bed and afterwards take a long hot bubble bath.  I lay there and float till the water cools.  I let the water drain partly out and refill with the hottest water along with more bubbles.  I asked my friend if she minded if I take a bubble bath know she did not care.  As I layed there in the tub, I relaxed.  My anxiety went away.  What I did not do was use the hottest of water and fill their tub twice.  I would not dare.  The idea strikes me that my nightly bubble baths are one of my guilty pleasures.  Urban Dictionary defines a guilty pleasure as something a person enjoys often while said person morally believes the practice to be wrong, abnormal, improper, or incorrect.  I’m not sure I like the definition.  If we enjoy doing something, we should not feel guilty about it.   Right?

What are some of your guilty pleasures?  Here are 10 of mine.  I wonder if any of yours are the same as mine?

  1. Taking my nightly bubble bath as I described above. This is by far, my most favorite guilty pleasure.  I could probably cut our water bill in half  if I did not refill the tub.  It is just so relaxing.
  2. Facebook and Zynga Texas Hold em Poker. My day is not complete till I check Facebook and the house is quiet enough to get in a few hands of poker.
  3. Working out in my living room at mid-night half-naked. I do not know what it is that appeals to me about this nightly ritual but I cannot help myself.
  4. Chocolate Milk. I try to only eat 1000 calories per day.  Yet, I can’t seem to resist some good ol Chocolate milk.
  5. Sleeping naked on the weekends. When my kids are at their dads house on the weekends.  I am sleeping butt naked.  I love it,.
  6. AcroChallenge I play this game in the adult room only.  I love this game and have to have daily dose.  I play in the adult room.  The game gives you some letters.  Everyone types in a dirty sentence then votes for the best.  It gets crazy.  For example:  tham  Tonight, Hump At Moms.
  7. Panties and Lingerie. I love my panties and soft silky lacy lingerie.  I will buy these before I buy clothes.
  8. Blue-Grass Music. People think I am insane.  Who cares?  I love it!
  9. Knee High Toe Socks.
  10. Sleeping late. I do it every chance I get!

These are mine!  What are yours?

Living With My “isms”

What is an “ism?”  It is some minor little something that tends to bug you more than it does others.  Simply put, a pet peeve.  We all have them.  For instance, I can not stand a man with smooth hands.  I am talking like smooth as a baby’s bottom kind of smooth.  I went out with a man once whose hands were so soft.  It really was a major turn off for me.  One of my MAJOR “isms” is someone had best not touch the bottom of their foot to the bottom of mine.  This causes extreme chaos and possible catastrophe.  I will kick and scream and cause bodily harm because it makes my skin crawl.  Have you ever touched your finger to another persons?  You take your free hand and feel the two fingers pressed together.  They feel dead and numb.  That is what I feel when a person touches the bottom of their foot to mine.  So , please!  Do not do this to me!  Do not do it to yourself.  It could be hazardous to your health.  Maybe I am just weird.  I do not know.  To me, my “isms” are very scary and real.  I have often wondered if I just stuck the bottom of my foot tot the bottom of someone else’s and just held it there no matter how it felt.  Just “man-up” and hold them there as long as I can probably gritting my teeth together.  I imagine that I would also break out into a sweat.  I would have to close my eyes and just ggggrrrrrrrr.  You know what I mean?  Could I then cure myself from my own “ism?”  The thought terrifies me.  I am uncertain whether I could take it long enough.  I may try one day…… but I probably will not start today!  : )

I hope you all have had a great day!