Life is no longer sweet for me. I don't know what happened, or when, but I'm not a happy camper right now. I want it back.....NOW!!!
I am still not feeling well. Maybe that's a big part of it. I can't hear fully out of my left ear. I hear muted whistling when I listen to music...that sucks. Called the doc again.
I don't know where my future is going and I think that is a large part of it. Am I moving out of Kim's place? Am I staying here? I have no furniture. I need a new car or at least to get this one fixed. I owe taxes. I need $2000 for my tummy tuck, which BTW I just called and surprise surprise the insurance company has not received a request for it from my doctor who submitted it over a month ago. Whatever! Oh well, gives me more time to save. Speaking of I should have had about $4000 by now....what do I have $0. Where the hell does the money go?
Pressure, too much freaking pressure. I knew the initial high of the divorce would wear off eventually but it wore off too soon. Where is the happy, confident Lora? She slid into a dark abyss and I want her back. I have cried everyday for 2 weeks straight. Why? I have no idea. Exercise is supposed to release endorphins that elevate your mood. So where are mine? On freaking vacation?
Pray for me to find the happy Lora again...fast. I need her back!
Addendum: Just as I finished this I began to pray and God laid these verses on my heart Isaiah 61: 1-3 the part that speaks to me is this "to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair." I believe what the Bible says about Satan, that he is out "seeking those he can destroy". I believe that God has something big in store for me and if Satan can attack me then it will take my focus off what God has for me and I won't be able to receive the blessings if I'm home crying my eyes out. How can I function when I have a spirit of despair? No more Satan. I rebuke you in the name of Jesus and claim my garment of praise. That's good stuff right there! Praise the Lord for His infinite wisdom, His love for us and His mercy. He gave us the Bible as an instruction manual for life. When life gives us problems we need to read it!
OK......Life is sweet again....not completely but I'm working on it!
God is good!
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Thursday, March 15, 2007
The Power of Forgiveness
Isn't it funny how a random conversation with someone will cause you to have a light bulb moment. That happened last night at work. It was 3:00 a.m. and I was in a big hurry to go home. I normally leave about 2:15-2:30 but my partner is on vacation so everything is on my shoulders this week and we had a particularly bad night. I knew I had to be up by 9:00 in order to make it to court on time. I have an hour's drive home. I wanted to get out of there...bad!
The security guard asked if I was taking my maiden name back and I told him no that it was my step-fathers name and he asked why. When you're exhausted you tend to let your guard down so I just told him the whole sordid tale. I told him how my biological father molested me until I was 10 years-old, how the monster got to my boys as well because I didn't realize it was him until I was 28 and then it was too late to save my own children from his hands. I told him how that had colored every male relationship in my life up until now. I told him that one of my biological father's former girlfriends found a video tape of him filming a man and a teenage boy having sex and called my sister to tell her about it. The woman had a teenage son so needless to say she ended her relationship with the monster.
I told the security guard how my step-dad, Daddy, as I call him, never once called me his "step" daughter. I was simply his daughter. He believed in me. He saw my potential. He encouraged me. He preached at me. He drove me to be better. I was stubborn. It took years for the lessons to sink in. Why? Because of the abuse. Abuse takes its toll. Big time. It robs you of your own growth and can destroy you... if you let it.
I told him that I had forgiven my biological father because I had to. By forgiving him I release the power he had over my life. He can no longer control me because I will not act out of fear or hurt or betrayal anymore. As I was telling him this I realized that all the positive changes in my life began the day I forgave. That is very powerful. More powerful than the horrible things I suffered. I have never been controlled by him since. I act out of the power in me, the power to be anything I want. To do anything I want. To be who I was born to be.
Forgiveness is a powerful thing. Now....I need to teach this to others. I'm going to start looking into programs to reach out to women who have gone through what I have and share my story with them. The abuse stopped with me. The healing will begin with me.
Life is Sweet!
The security guard asked if I was taking my maiden name back and I told him no that it was my step-fathers name and he asked why. When you're exhausted you tend to let your guard down so I just told him the whole sordid tale. I told him how my biological father molested me until I was 10 years-old, how the monster got to my boys as well because I didn't realize it was him until I was 28 and then it was too late to save my own children from his hands. I told him how that had colored every male relationship in my life up until now. I told him that one of my biological father's former girlfriends found a video tape of him filming a man and a teenage boy having sex and called my sister to tell her about it. The woman had a teenage son so needless to say she ended her relationship with the monster.
I told the security guard how my step-dad, Daddy, as I call him, never once called me his "step" daughter. I was simply his daughter. He believed in me. He saw my potential. He encouraged me. He preached at me. He drove me to be better. I was stubborn. It took years for the lessons to sink in. Why? Because of the abuse. Abuse takes its toll. Big time. It robs you of your own growth and can destroy you... if you let it.
I told him that I had forgiven my biological father because I had to. By forgiving him I release the power he had over my life. He can no longer control me because I will not act out of fear or hurt or betrayal anymore. As I was telling him this I realized that all the positive changes in my life began the day I forgave. That is very powerful. More powerful than the horrible things I suffered. I have never been controlled by him since. I act out of the power in me, the power to be anything I want. To do anything I want. To be who I was born to be.
Forgiveness is a powerful thing. Now....I need to teach this to others. I'm going to start looking into programs to reach out to women who have gone through what I have and share my story with them. The abuse stopped with me. The healing will begin with me.
Life is Sweet!
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
It's Official but Not Yet Legal
I went into work yesterday and was checking email. I hit "reply all" to an email regarding a committee I am on. Then in the corner of my screen the Outlook email notifier pops up that I have a new email from Lora.Mullen. I pop back over to the main screen and look and there it is... all my emails say Lora.Mullen!! No more Lora.Flake! You have no idea the sheer joy that I felt!
My name change won't be legal until this Thursday but I put in the request to change it at work last week. Since I work for a huge corporation, and put in the request for the 16th, I assumed it would take at least that long. We are not only huge we are efficient! No wonder we rock! :)
I think there is a great deal of significance in the fact that the name change was completed on the anniversary of my weight loss surgery. The day that started all the changes in my life is the same day that I professionally and publicly assumed Daddy's name. God is good.
Life is Sweet.
My name change won't be legal until this Thursday but I put in the request to change it at work last week. Since I work for a huge corporation, and put in the request for the 16th, I assumed it would take at least that long. We are not only huge we are efficient! No wonder we rock! :)
I think there is a great deal of significance in the fact that the name change was completed on the anniversary of my weight loss surgery. The day that started all the changes in my life is the same day that I professionally and publicly assumed Daddy's name. God is good.
Life is Sweet.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Anniversary
Today is the 4 year anniversary of my weight loss surgery. My life started over again in many ways on that day. It was the beginning of me finding who I really am. The Lora that was buried behind all that fat. I chose to have the surgery to find myself and I did it. It's been a long hard struggle...and I'm not done yet....but so far I'm pretty darn happy with how my life has turned out.
I met a lady today and told her a little of my story. She is a women's advocate and asked me if I would be a guest speaker at one of her events for battered/abused women. I told her I would be honored. I didn't do all this hard work to keep my success to myself. If I can help just one other woman overcome an abusive past then it was all worth it. I have survived incest at the hands of my biological father as well as two verbally and emotionally abusive marriages and even a physical attack by the 2nd husband but I valued myself enough to get out of those situations. And I'll be damned if I let my biological father control me with what he did. I have forgiven him and moved on. I want nothing to do with him but I have given myself the gift of forgiving him. I had to.
My life is pretty close to perfect! I may not have a house of my own, or even a cookie sheet for that matter. But all that is just stuff and I can get more stuff. To find out who I am and like myself and have the confidence that I can do any damn thing I want is a treasure!
Divorce: $300
WLS: $25,000
Confidence in myself: Priceless
Life is Sweet!
I met a lady today and told her a little of my story. She is a women's advocate and asked me if I would be a guest speaker at one of her events for battered/abused women. I told her I would be honored. I didn't do all this hard work to keep my success to myself. If I can help just one other woman overcome an abusive past then it was all worth it. I have survived incest at the hands of my biological father as well as two verbally and emotionally abusive marriages and even a physical attack by the 2nd husband but I valued myself enough to get out of those situations. And I'll be damned if I let my biological father control me with what he did. I have forgiven him and moved on. I want nothing to do with him but I have given myself the gift of forgiving him. I had to.
My life is pretty close to perfect! I may not have a house of my own, or even a cookie sheet for that matter. But all that is just stuff and I can get more stuff. To find out who I am and like myself and have the confidence that I can do any damn thing I want is a treasure!
Divorce: $300
WLS: $25,000
Confidence in myself: Priceless
Life is Sweet!
Monday, March 12, 2007
Luck of the Irish
I do have Irish in me. My grandmother's maiden name was McQuiston...that's pretty Irish. Today I had the luck of the Irish.
My check engine light has been on since June of last year. It goes off once in a blue moon. Texas is a vehicle state inspection state. You can't pass inspection with a check engine light on. Houston, we have a problem. What's a girl to do? Well, last night I went to see my friend David's house. Which by the way is beautiful; 4 bedrooms, 2.5 baths, huge kitchen, his closet is bigger than my bedroom...for real! Anyway, the engine light went out on my way down and stayed off the whole way home. My inspection is due this month so I raced over to a garage this morning to have the inspection done and as the guy is finishing up he calls me over. "Shit" was my first thought. But it was OK. He tells me my gas cap is bad and I need a new one and he just happened to have one for the low, low price of $12.50. Stacking em deep, and selling em cheap! Low and behold he doesn't have any in my size so I paid him the $39.95 for the inspection and left. As I'm leaving the damn check engine light comes back on. I just happen to have electrical tape in the car so I put some over the light, what you can't see you can't ding me for! I go get the cap and come back and hand it to him. He takes it out of the package and tested just it. Never got in the car again so the tape trick was unnecessary! He put the sticker on my windshield and I bolted! Guess what? The light went out a little later and is still off. Say a prayer and throw some Holy Water in my direction that it will stay out.
Second lucky item of the day: Since my ex refused to sign the damn divorce papers for so freaking long I had to file my taxes as "Married but separate" as the divorce wasn't final until January. Rat bastard! When you file that way you can't deduct your student loan interest and only one of you can itemize. I did my taxes online through the Turbo Tax site and it showed I owed over $2000. Big rat bastard! I called my former tax lady and asked her to work her magic. She did my taxes today and I am getting away with only owing $855! Woo Hoo! Way, way, way better than $2000 plus! Whew! She said my ex has called but hasn't come in yet so if I get mine mailed in first he won't be able to itemize as only one can do that when you file married but separate. I have already changed my filing status at work so should break even next year. Taxes suck! Beats living in a 3rd world county though...way better than that!
So, I've had a very lucky day! Hit a new low on the scale this morning too! The weight is coming off. I'm doing what Kirk told me to try. He lost 80+ pounds with this method so I'm using it to get the rest of my weight off. 30 minutes on the elliptical in the Weight Loss/Fat Burning zone 5 days a week. It's getting so easy but yet I sweat like a pig, my entire head is dripping sweat when I'm done but it feels so easy. He said it will raise my metabolism and burn fat. I actually have to slow myself down. Who'da thunk it? After 30 days he's going to give me some toning exercises to do as I am one giant marshmallow from losing so much weight. But I feel bones I haven't felt in years! It's totally cool!!
Life is Sweet!
My check engine light has been on since June of last year. It goes off once in a blue moon. Texas is a vehicle state inspection state. You can't pass inspection with a check engine light on. Houston, we have a problem. What's a girl to do? Well, last night I went to see my friend David's house. Which by the way is beautiful; 4 bedrooms, 2.5 baths, huge kitchen, his closet is bigger than my bedroom...for real! Anyway, the engine light went out on my way down and stayed off the whole way home. My inspection is due this month so I raced over to a garage this morning to have the inspection done and as the guy is finishing up he calls me over. "Shit" was my first thought. But it was OK. He tells me my gas cap is bad and I need a new one and he just happened to have one for the low, low price of $12.50. Stacking em deep, and selling em cheap! Low and behold he doesn't have any in my size so I paid him the $39.95 for the inspection and left. As I'm leaving the damn check engine light comes back on. I just happen to have electrical tape in the car so I put some over the light, what you can't see you can't ding me for! I go get the cap and come back and hand it to him. He takes it out of the package and tested just it. Never got in the car again so the tape trick was unnecessary! He put the sticker on my windshield and I bolted! Guess what? The light went out a little later and is still off. Say a prayer and throw some Holy Water in my direction that it will stay out.
Second lucky item of the day: Since my ex refused to sign the damn divorce papers for so freaking long I had to file my taxes as "Married but separate" as the divorce wasn't final until January. Rat bastard! When you file that way you can't deduct your student loan interest and only one of you can itemize. I did my taxes online through the Turbo Tax site and it showed I owed over $2000. Big rat bastard! I called my former tax lady and asked her to work her magic. She did my taxes today and I am getting away with only owing $855! Woo Hoo! Way, way, way better than $2000 plus! Whew! She said my ex has called but hasn't come in yet so if I get mine mailed in first he won't be able to itemize as only one can do that when you file married but separate. I have already changed my filing status at work so should break even next year. Taxes suck! Beats living in a 3rd world county though...way better than that!
So, I've had a very lucky day! Hit a new low on the scale this morning too! The weight is coming off. I'm doing what Kirk told me to try. He lost 80+ pounds with this method so I'm using it to get the rest of my weight off. 30 minutes on the elliptical in the Weight Loss/Fat Burning zone 5 days a week. It's getting so easy but yet I sweat like a pig, my entire head is dripping sweat when I'm done but it feels so easy. He said it will raise my metabolism and burn fat. I actually have to slow myself down. Who'da thunk it? After 30 days he's going to give me some toning exercises to do as I am one giant marshmallow from losing so much weight. But I feel bones I haven't felt in years! It's totally cool!!
Life is Sweet!
Sunday, March 11, 2007
"Before" and "New & Improved"
My beautiful older sister sent me her before and after pics today. She's lost 50 pounds and looks simply gorgeous! I am so proud of her. She will get a little heavy but then quickly reels it back in. Unlike me who got super-morbidly obese before I was able to reel it in.
She inspired me to post my own before and after pics. So here they are:
Before: one VERY unhappy woman-----------------------------------------------------------------------After: 142 pounds lighter!!!
I was so upset someone was taking my picture in the before shot, I'm glad they did now as I have a comparison. I still have those jeans and can get both of my legs into one leg of them now! I am actually one size smaller now than I am in the after shot. I just donated those jeans to Good Will as they were falling off of me!
Only 28 pounds to go until my goal and hopefully I'll lose another 15 with the Tummy Tuck and then I'll be done. I'll still be a big girl but that's OK! As long as I'm not super-morbidly obese then life is good!
Life is sweet! (see why I say that all the time!)
Monday, March 05, 2007
Galveston, oh Galveston....
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Our first time together at Galveston!
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Can't help but think of the Glen Campbell song when I say Galveston. Can't stand Glen Campbell but Galveston rocks! Kirk took me to Galveston this weekend. We had a WONDERFUL time! We walked on the beach but only for a few minutes as it was pretty darn windy and cold! I picked up a few sea shells as a memento of our first trip to Galveston. We walked The Strand hand-in-hand and then ate at Willie G's. I had oysters for the first time in my life and they were "off the chain"! Never, ever, ever, ever thought I would like them but....I did! Why would a slimy little raw fish taste good? But it did! When we got back to his house I picked up the Sunday paper and a headline caught my eye "Tainted Oysters in Texas". I said "Uh Oh" and he asked what was wrong. I read the article and turns out they were from San Antonio Bay and were shipped to Maryland so we were OK. We both got a good laugh out of it though. My first time eating oysters and I get sick...that would not have been fun and I guarantee I never would have eaten them again!
Life is Sweet!!
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Ipod - Greatest Invention of All Time
I decided I wanted an Ipod last Christmas and was chatting with my sis as I was heading to Target to buy one. Just a Nano, nothing fancy when she tells me my niece is selling her 60GB video Ipod for $250. Hang up! Call Michelle....fast! Sold! I am now the proud owner of this sweet piece of electronic heaven! Never in my life have I enjoyed any material object more than this Ipod. Never! Hands down! No comparison!
Why you ask? Several reasons; #1) I love music! Always have. Always will. When my parents divorced my Mom would take a few dollars and go buy us one or two 45's on the weekends we were home with her and she would put them on and we'd dance in the living room. Those memories are precious to me. We were free. Free from the anger and abuse and underlying tension that my biological father brought to the house. We had so much fun. Music takes away pain, fear, darkness and brings light and freedom to my life. It can take me back in time or soothe me after a hard day! Music is off the chain! I have noticed that when I listen to music and keep the TV off I don't have problems with being depressed either. Major revelation.
#2) You can get ANY song you want on Itunes. Songs that I haven't listened to in years! I just downloaded "The Very Best of Kool & The Gang". Jungle Boogie, Celebration, Ladies Night! I had these songs on 33 1/3 LP's in high school and they are long gone! Now I have them again, right at my finger tips to listen to any time I want. I know everyone thinks the music they listened to in high school was the best.....humor me.....it really was. The music of the 70's was real. The artists performed, they truly played the instruments, they really sang. Not like today's stuff where the dude with his pants hanging half off his ass, holding his crotch, with a drum machine going and a dude high on weed scratches an LP in the back ground, shouts at you. Do you know why rap "artists" are so angry? They can't sing, that's why! That would piss me off too!
I currently have 1032 songs on my Ipod, 2.8 days worth of music, 257 photos, and 11 videos and still have 50.84 GB's of free space. This thing rocks! It goes where I go! In the car, in the house, in to work, to Kirk's. Everywhere! Speaking of, my love for the Ipod influenced him to buy one and he's enjoying it as much as I do! Sweet!
Ipod's are off the chain!
Life is Sweet!
P.S. Today is the 2 month anniversary of the day Kirk and I first met! He told me today that I am the love of his life. Guess what? He's mine too! I told my Mom a few years ago that my ex was the love of my life and she told me she thought to herself that I needed to raise my standards. I laugh, out loud, everytime I think of that! Mom's have a way of being right don't they! She truly was right. I did and look at me now! I gotta say it again: Life is Sweet!!!
Why you ask? Several reasons; #1) I love music! Always have. Always will. When my parents divorced my Mom would take a few dollars and go buy us one or two 45's on the weekends we were home with her and she would put them on and we'd dance in the living room. Those memories are precious to me. We were free. Free from the anger and abuse and underlying tension that my biological father brought to the house. We had so much fun. Music takes away pain, fear, darkness and brings light and freedom to my life. It can take me back in time or soothe me after a hard day! Music is off the chain! I have noticed that when I listen to music and keep the TV off I don't have problems with being depressed either. Major revelation.
#2) You can get ANY song you want on Itunes. Songs that I haven't listened to in years! I just downloaded "The Very Best of Kool & The Gang". Jungle Boogie, Celebration, Ladies Night! I had these songs on 33 1/3 LP's in high school and they are long gone! Now I have them again, right at my finger tips to listen to any time I want. I know everyone thinks the music they listened to in high school was the best.....humor me.....it really was. The music of the 70's was real. The artists performed, they truly played the instruments, they really sang. Not like today's stuff where the dude with his pants hanging half off his ass, holding his crotch, with a drum machine going and a dude high on weed scratches an LP in the back ground, shouts at you. Do you know why rap "artists" are so angry? They can't sing, that's why! That would piss me off too!
I currently have 1032 songs on my Ipod, 2.8 days worth of music, 257 photos, and 11 videos and still have 50.84 GB's of free space. This thing rocks! It goes where I go! In the car, in the house, in to work, to Kirk's. Everywhere! Speaking of, my love for the Ipod influenced him to buy one and he's enjoying it as much as I do! Sweet!
Ipod's are off the chain!
Life is Sweet!
P.S. Today is the 2 month anniversary of the day Kirk and I first met! He told me today that I am the love of his life. Guess what? He's mine too! I told my Mom a few years ago that my ex was the love of my life and she told me she thought to herself that I needed to raise my standards. I laugh, out loud, everytime I think of that! Mom's have a way of being right don't they! She truly was right. I did and look at me now! I gotta say it again: Life is Sweet!!!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Love
There is no feeling in the world like new love. Your feet don't touch the ground, the birds sing prettier, the sun shines brighter, you smile at strangers, your thoughts are consumed by the other person. You live and breathe to hear their voice, to feel their arms around you, just to see them makes your whole day better. When we are young we think that new love is what it will always feel like. Then we grow up. We get hurt. We let our walls build up. We get divorced. We add reinforcements to those walls. We get bitter. We guard our hearts. We don't love like we did pre hurt.
I don't know about you but I want to be able to love like that again. I think I'm pretty close to it this time because I know Kirk is not even close to the category that both of my ex's fall in. I am tying with all my might to look at him as Kirk; an incredible man. He truly is like no man I've ever loved before. I know you may think "yeah, yeah, sure, whatever, Lora!" But remember all the growth and change and pain I've been through. It wasn't all for naught! I truly have learned. I have my eyes wide open and feel I am a good judge of character....now!
I knew the day I married my ex that he was not the one for me. But not a lot of men were lining up to marry a 4oo pound woman so I did it. Sue me! He knew I was too good for him, those were his words not mine. I'll never doubt that he loved me as much as he could. He just didn't know how to deal with a woman like me; dreams, goals, intelligence, and a perseverance to obtain everything out of life that I can. He was happy sitting under a tree, drinking, barbecuing on a homemade grill while watching friends play cards. I want more out of life. I wanted symphonies, theater, travel, good wine, all night long conversation. Passion!
A good friend summed it up for me. He said to not feel bad about 2 failed marriages. He said they are the pre-games that got me ready for the SuperBowl! Kirk is my SuperBowl. I don't feel bad about them as I learned everything I could about love and life from them. They helped make me who I am today. I watched "Little Miss Sunshine" yesterday and there is a scene when the brother played by Steve Carrell is talking to the son played by Paul Dano and the son says he wants to sleep until high school is over because it sucks. The brother tells him that the best things come from suffering. I couldn't agree more. I am the best I can be today because of the suffering I endured in my life up to this point. I wouldn't change a thing! Even having to move in here with Kim has gotten me ready for Kirk. (NOTE: This has not been suffering. I've had more fun in the last 6 months than the rest of my life combined!!) Kim taught me about sushi and Central Market and good food and high class people (ref: "Doctors and Lawyers and Judges Oh My" post). Kirk took me for sushi in Houston a few weeks ago and as we were eating he said "I can't believe it. You like sushi and you know how to drive [aggressively]. You're the woman of my dreams." If not for Kim I would know nothing about sushi! Thanks, Girlfriend!
So, I'm trying to love like I have nothing to lose. It's hard but I want it more than I want to guard my heart. I want to experience all the joys of new love and if I keep those walls up it will not happen. Someone very dear to me told me she is struggling with a loss of love for her husband. She's been through so much pain in her life. So many disappointments and he has disappointed her in a big way. It makes me sad as she is awesome, she loves like no body else, she cares like no body else and he is an idiot to even let this happen. He needs to realize the jewel he has in her and do whatever he can to help her recapture those feelings. He will be a sorry man if he loses her. I want her to love him like it's a new love all over again. There's no feeling like it.
Life is Sweet!
P.S. Feeling much better and will be going to work tonight. Plans are in the works to see Kirk this weekend! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Have I mentioned how incredible he is? :) I'm a lucky woman and he is a lucky man!
I don't know about you but I want to be able to love like that again. I think I'm pretty close to it this time because I know Kirk is not even close to the category that both of my ex's fall in. I am tying with all my might to look at him as Kirk; an incredible man. He truly is like no man I've ever loved before. I know you may think "yeah, yeah, sure, whatever, Lora!" But remember all the growth and change and pain I've been through. It wasn't all for naught! I truly have learned. I have my eyes wide open and feel I am a good judge of character....now!
I knew the day I married my ex that he was not the one for me. But not a lot of men were lining up to marry a 4oo pound woman so I did it. Sue me! He knew I was too good for him, those were his words not mine. I'll never doubt that he loved me as much as he could. He just didn't know how to deal with a woman like me; dreams, goals, intelligence, and a perseverance to obtain everything out of life that I can. He was happy sitting under a tree, drinking, barbecuing on a homemade grill while watching friends play cards. I want more out of life. I wanted symphonies, theater, travel, good wine, all night long conversation. Passion!
A good friend summed it up for me. He said to not feel bad about 2 failed marriages. He said they are the pre-games that got me ready for the SuperBowl! Kirk is my SuperBowl. I don't feel bad about them as I learned everything I could about love and life from them. They helped make me who I am today. I watched "Little Miss Sunshine" yesterday and there is a scene when the brother played by Steve Carrell is talking to the son played by Paul Dano and the son says he wants to sleep until high school is over because it sucks. The brother tells him that the best things come from suffering. I couldn't agree more. I am the best I can be today because of the suffering I endured in my life up to this point. I wouldn't change a thing! Even having to move in here with Kim has gotten me ready for Kirk. (NOTE: This has not been suffering. I've had more fun in the last 6 months than the rest of my life combined!!) Kim taught me about sushi and Central Market and good food and high class people (ref: "Doctors and Lawyers and Judges Oh My" post). Kirk took me for sushi in Houston a few weeks ago and as we were eating he said "I can't believe it. You like sushi and you know how to drive [aggressively]. You're the woman of my dreams." If not for Kim I would know nothing about sushi! Thanks, Girlfriend!
So, I'm trying to love like I have nothing to lose. It's hard but I want it more than I want to guard my heart. I want to experience all the joys of new love and if I keep those walls up it will not happen. Someone very dear to me told me she is struggling with a loss of love for her husband. She's been through so much pain in her life. So many disappointments and he has disappointed her in a big way. It makes me sad as she is awesome, she loves like no body else, she cares like no body else and he is an idiot to even let this happen. He needs to realize the jewel he has in her and do whatever he can to help her recapture those feelings. He will be a sorry man if he loses her. I want her to love him like it's a new love all over again. There's no feeling like it.
Life is Sweet!
P.S. Feeling much better and will be going to work tonight. Plans are in the works to see Kirk this weekend! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Have I mentioned how incredible he is? :) I'm a lucky woman and he is a lucky man!
Monday, February 26, 2007
Two Things
#1) My name change will be legal on March 15th! Woo Hoo! Dropping the Flake....yeah! In more ways than one! haha
#2) Have you seen the Pedigree commercials where they show the dogs in the pound? "Hi, my name is Oliver. I'm a good dog. Just looking for a home." Oliver sticks his sweet little snout out of the chain link fence and looks all sad. WAHHHHH, they tear me up. Literally, make my heart break. Harley is loving it cause I pet him and tell him how much I love him everytime I see these freaking commercials. Glad I don't watch TV much anymore.
Life is Sweet!!!
P.S. Kirk is amazingly wonderful! Didn't get together this weekend as I was slammed by the flu bug. Spent the weekend in bed....that's what I had planned but not exactly what I had in mind! :)
#2) Have you seen the Pedigree commercials where they show the dogs in the pound? "Hi, my name is Oliver. I'm a good dog. Just looking for a home." Oliver sticks his sweet little snout out of the chain link fence and looks all sad. WAHHHHH, they tear me up. Literally, make my heart break. Harley is loving it cause I pet him and tell him how much I love him everytime I see these freaking commercials. Glad I don't watch TV much anymore.
Life is Sweet!!!
P.S. Kirk is amazingly wonderful! Didn't get together this weekend as I was slammed by the flu bug. Spent the weekend in bed....that's what I had planned but not exactly what I had in mind! :)
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Life Sucks....big ones!
Sometimes, no matter now great things are, you just have to say Life Sucks! Life sucks for me this weekend. This would have been the first time Kirk came to Dallas to see me and I had to go and get sick. Think I may have bronchitis again, or at the very least a touch of the flu...body aches, chest congestion, cough, runny nose...over all feel like shit. Crying doesn't help with the congestion either. I'm just sooooooooooooooooooo very disappointed. I can't help buy cry because I am so sad. I finally find the man of my dreams and then didn't get to see him last weekend and now this weekend too. I miss him deeply. The only way I can get over this is to remember that we'll have the rest of our lives together and in the grand scheme of things I'd rather miss one weekend with him than the rest of my life without him. Yep, he's that great!
Life sucks....big donkey ones!
Life sucks....big donkey ones!
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
17 miles....Holy Shit!
I started on an exercise routine back the first part of December. I'm trying to drop 50 pounds before my tummy tuck in May. Down 23 so far (142 total)! Woo Hoo. I joined a gym yesterday and did 45 minutes on the treadmill at an incline. I have a friend who is a body builder and he said that walking at an incline is better than running and will burn more calories with less impact to the joints. I lost the feeling in my legs for a few minutes afterwards and it felt like I was floating for the first few steps. Weird.
Then I get home and Kimberly asks if I want to ride the bikes! SURE!!! We load them up and go to White Rock Lake. It was a 17 mile ride! I did it! Me, formerly super-morbidly obese me! Rode a bicycle 17 miles! I'm really not too sore today, so all the walking I did prior to joining the gym must be working! Kirk told me to drink another protein shake before bed and I did. (Had 3 total for the day.) He said my body needs the added protein after all that training in one day. He also said to take Vitamin C & E. I had the C, going to get some E today. I think that is why I feel pretty good today. My baby is so smart!!! My whole body is changing shape. I feel bones I've not felt for years and years and years. Have sensitive areas I never knew were there...added bonus! And overall feel better than I have since I was a teenager. My energy level has doubled and I really think about something before I eat it. Who are you and what have you done with Lora?
I'll always be a big woman, no problem with that. I like my thickness. I think thick women are more attractive than thin women. Curves are a beautiful thing! But I can be healthy and curvy too! The only thing that wants a bone is a dog and he goes and buries it!
Life is Sweet!
Then I get home and Kimberly asks if I want to ride the bikes! SURE!!! We load them up and go to White Rock Lake. It was a 17 mile ride! I did it! Me, formerly super-morbidly obese me! Rode a bicycle 17 miles! I'm really not too sore today, so all the walking I did prior to joining the gym must be working! Kirk told me to drink another protein shake before bed and I did. (Had 3 total for the day.) He said my body needs the added protein after all that training in one day. He also said to take Vitamin C & E. I had the C, going to get some E today. I think that is why I feel pretty good today. My baby is so smart!!! My whole body is changing shape. I feel bones I've not felt for years and years and years. Have sensitive areas I never knew were there...added bonus! And overall feel better than I have since I was a teenager. My energy level has doubled and I really think about something before I eat it. Who are you and what have you done with Lora?
I'll always be a big woman, no problem with that. I like my thickness. I think thick women are more attractive than thin women. Curves are a beautiful thing! But I can be healthy and curvy too! The only thing that wants a bone is a dog and he goes and buries it!
Life is Sweet!
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Stupid Women
There is new GL at work. He is moving here from another state and his wife and kids are not down here yet. He told my partner and I that his wife cussed him out, called him every name in the book yesterday because....get this....he didn't send her any roses for Valentine's Day. WHAT?? He acted like this was perfectly acceptable behavior. WHY? His children witnessed the fit the wife threw. How do I know this? Because he was telling us what the oldest daughter said to her mother as she knew Dad had arranged for the flowers to be delivered. He said he sent them through FTD.com but they screwed up and didn't send them.
Here is my concern and hence the title of this post; why do women do stupid things like this? Of course stupid moves aren't resigned to just women. He is an idiot for allowing her to act this way. Never in a million years would I curse my husband or significant other out for NOT sending me roses on Valentine's Day, President's Day, Fourth of July. etc... Where is the respect? Is that how you want your daughters to treat their husbands when they grow up? It's just like women who whine and bitch because their husband is working? Get over yourself!
A very good friend of mine had a fit once because her husband had just gotten in from work and she asked him to go fill up her tank with gas. He refused as he was tired and she threw a fit. Keep in mind she had to drive past several gas stations on her way home from work and easily could have done it herself. Needless to say it wasn't long until he left her for another woman...probably one who knew how to pump gas. It's really not all that difficult.
I guess mutual respect is missing from relationships like that. I guess people think the world really does revolve around them. They will continue to be idiots. They will never be happy because guess what, Skippy, the world does NOT revolve around you! I don't even understand how anyone could think that that type of behaviour is acceptable; to act like that or accept it from someone you "love".
Kirk took me to eat sushi, he held me, he kissed me, he made me home-made pancakes from scratch - not a mix - yes from scratch, he treated me like a lady. We laughed we talked, we truly enjoyed each other's company. He loves me for who I am. I don't need a dozen roses, I have real love. My ex used to send me roses to work but was out with other women on the side. So you tell me which is better? A real man who treats a woman everyday like she is a gift or one who will thrown down $75 for some roses and then take her for granted everyday? I'll take the real man!
Speaking of Kirk, he is simply amazing. He takes my breath away, he makes my heart skip a beat when I hear his wonderful voice. I am truly blessed, he is truly blessed! We have found each other in this big old world. We were meant to be together.
Life is sweet!
Here is my concern and hence the title of this post; why do women do stupid things like this? Of course stupid moves aren't resigned to just women. He is an idiot for allowing her to act this way. Never in a million years would I curse my husband or significant other out for NOT sending me roses on Valentine's Day, President's Day, Fourth of July. etc... Where is the respect? Is that how you want your daughters to treat their husbands when they grow up? It's just like women who whine and bitch because their husband is working? Get over yourself!
A very good friend of mine had a fit once because her husband had just gotten in from work and she asked him to go fill up her tank with gas. He refused as he was tired and she threw a fit. Keep in mind she had to drive past several gas stations on her way home from work and easily could have done it herself. Needless to say it wasn't long until he left her for another woman...probably one who knew how to pump gas. It's really not all that difficult.
I guess mutual respect is missing from relationships like that. I guess people think the world really does revolve around them. They will continue to be idiots. They will never be happy because guess what, Skippy, the world does NOT revolve around you! I don't even understand how anyone could think that that type of behaviour is acceptable; to act like that or accept it from someone you "love".
Kirk took me to eat sushi, he held me, he kissed me, he made me home-made pancakes from scratch - not a mix - yes from scratch, he treated me like a lady. We laughed we talked, we truly enjoyed each other's company. He loves me for who I am. I don't need a dozen roses, I have real love. My ex used to send me roses to work but was out with other women on the side. So you tell me which is better? A real man who treats a woman everyday like she is a gift or one who will thrown down $75 for some roses and then take her for granted everyday? I'll take the real man!
Speaking of Kirk, he is simply amazing. He takes my breath away, he makes my heart skip a beat when I hear his wonderful voice. I am truly blessed, he is truly blessed! We have found each other in this big old world. We were meant to be together.
Life is sweet!
Monday, February 05, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Name Change
I'm finally ready to take Daddy's name. It's been a long hard road but I know that he would be very proud of me. I've finally become the woman that he always knew I was inside. I just had to believe it for myself. Now I do. Now I'm ready to become a Mullen.
You know changing your name is a very a significant event. That's why it is typically only done when you marry. You identify yourself with a man, label yourself as being part of him, let go of your old identity. Make a statement to the world as to who you are. It's the same thing with changing my name now. I want to identify with Daddy. I know he wanted to give me his name when I was 10 but I didn't want it then. I was still too hung up on being a "Sanders" and claiming that pervert as my father that I wouldn't give Daddy a chance.
As the years have unfolded all the messages he instilled in me have been there. I may not have appeared to listen when he was lecturing me on #1) Get an education, or #39) Keep this dime between your knees [so you won't get pregnant and will always have a dime to call me to come pick you up if a boy tries to go too far], or #892) Don't have your stereo so loud, damn it! But really I was. My heart was storing it all. I slowly took the reins of my own life. I got the education, lost the dime, kept the stereo too loud, but mostly I listened. I still quote him. He had some great colloquialisms: "If you're looking for sympathy you'll find it in the dictionary between shit and syphilis." He was a Sargent remember!
He was with me when I graduated from college. I had one of his Military pins pinned hidden on my shirt so he could walk across the platform and accept my diploma with me. I wore his sweater to visit his grave so he could see that I finally lost the weight. He used to get so aggravated with Kim and I for stealing his clothes. Said the only thing we didn't take was his underwear! Hey, he had great taste! And now I'll take his name. I'll let the world know that the only man I feel is worthy to take his name is my Dad. He was an awesome man. Never once did he refer to me as his step-daughter. Never once. I miss him with all my heart.
So, Daddy, I know you are here and I know you know but I still want to say it, so here goes. I love you, I'm so very proud to be your daughter. I did listen and and I worked hard to get to where I am today; a college grad with a kick-ass job, a healthy weight, happy, intelligent, and confident. I know you are proud of me. I can feel it in my soul. Thank you for never giving up on me when most men would have walked away. I love you, Daddy. I miss you more than words can say. So, be paying attention because in a few weeks there will be one more Mullen under your wing.
Love you,
Lora Mullen
You know changing your name is a very a significant event. That's why it is typically only done when you marry. You identify yourself with a man, label yourself as being part of him, let go of your old identity. Make a statement to the world as to who you are. It's the same thing with changing my name now. I want to identify with Daddy. I know he wanted to give me his name when I was 10 but I didn't want it then. I was still too hung up on being a "Sanders" and claiming that pervert as my father that I wouldn't give Daddy a chance.
As the years have unfolded all the messages he instilled in me have been there. I may not have appeared to listen when he was lecturing me on #1) Get an education, or #39) Keep this dime between your knees [so you won't get pregnant and will always have a dime to call me to come pick you up if a boy tries to go too far], or #892) Don't have your stereo so loud, damn it! But really I was. My heart was storing it all. I slowly took the reins of my own life. I got the education, lost the dime, kept the stereo too loud, but mostly I listened. I still quote him. He had some great colloquialisms: "If you're looking for sympathy you'll find it in the dictionary between shit and syphilis." He was a Sargent remember!
He was with me when I graduated from college. I had one of his Military pins pinned hidden on my shirt so he could walk across the platform and accept my diploma with me. I wore his sweater to visit his grave so he could see that I finally lost the weight. He used to get so aggravated with Kim and I for stealing his clothes. Said the only thing we didn't take was his underwear! Hey, he had great taste! And now I'll take his name. I'll let the world know that the only man I feel is worthy to take his name is my Dad. He was an awesome man. Never once did he refer to me as his step-daughter. Never once. I miss him with all my heart.
So, Daddy, I know you are here and I know you know but I still want to say it, so here goes. I love you, I'm so very proud to be your daughter. I did listen and and I worked hard to get to where I am today; a college grad with a kick-ass job, a healthy weight, happy, intelligent, and confident. I know you are proud of me. I can feel it in my soul. Thank you for never giving up on me when most men would have walked away. I love you, Daddy. I miss you more than words can say. So, be paying attention because in a few weeks there will be one more Mullen under your wing.
Love you,
Lora Mullen
Holy Shit!
We're going to the Super Bowl Baby! Go Colts! I got a text from my daughter-in-law when the game ended and all it said was "Holy Shit!". I love that girl!
Thanks, Stace, for the pic. I robbed it from your blog!
P.S. My Sweetie is from Baltimore and not an Indy Colts fan...loyalty is such a hard thing! Sweetie/Colts/Sweetie/Colts......... what's a girl to do!
Music; Lover of my Soul
You know nothing speaks to my soul like music. I love it! I love to lay in the dark, turn the music so loud it fills the room, and then listen to the sound of each instrument and how they all work together to produce this amazing sound. My taste is very eclectic; Jazz, R&B, Country, Blues, Hip/Hop, Classical, etc. Don't care for Tejano, Folk, or Gansta Rap (to all the bitches and ho's, thank you God for giving me this talent...what's that all about?). Anyway, I have been on a download-o-rama with the Ipod. I LOVE that silly thing! It goes where I go! I downloaded one of the greatest dance songs ever (in my humble opinion) "She's a Bad Mama Jama" by Carl Carlton. Man, that song has got a great beat, at least my hips like it! I could dance to it for hours. Discovered the "Play Count" on Itunes and have played "Yeah" by Usher 116 times.....ummmm, do you think I like that song? My hips do, they move when it comes on!
Not jinxing my new thing here but heard "Bless the Broken Road" by Rascall Flatts on the radio the other day and it definitely made me think.....
It is an amazing song and so fitting for someone who's been through a divorce and then found the right one. It is exactly how I feel about my marriages, they were just learnings that helped point me in the right direction. My friend David commented on how confident I am, and the amazing caliber of man I have attracted as of late and what impressive resumes they have. Which is all well and good but what REALLY matters is how THE RIGHT ONE feels about me in his heart and vice versa. I am very excited about this coming weekend....which I refuse to comment any further on at this point. I am not overly superstious but not going to jinx anything by opening my big mouth too soon.
The point of the post is that music speaks to us on so many levels. It's great when you want to have fun and dance. It speaks to your heart when you're falling in love. And it helps you understand the broken road that the majority of us have traveled down a "time or two".
I know I keep saying it but.........LIFE IS SWEET!
Not jinxing my new thing here but heard "Bless the Broken Road" by Rascall Flatts on the radio the other day and it definitely made me think.....
I set out on a narrow way, many years ago
Hoping I would find true love, along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign, pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way, into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That lead me straight to you
I think about the years I spent, just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost, and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan, that is coming true
Every long lost dream, lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way, into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That lead me straight to you
Now I'm just rolling home
Into my lovers arms
This much I know, is true
That God blessed the broken road
That lead me straight to you
That God blessed the broken road
That lead me straight to you
It is an amazing song and so fitting for someone who's been through a divorce and then found the right one. It is exactly how I feel about my marriages, they were just learnings that helped point me in the right direction. My friend David commented on how confident I am, and the amazing caliber of man I have attracted as of late and what impressive resumes they have. Which is all well and good but what REALLY matters is how THE RIGHT ONE feels about me in his heart and vice versa. I am very excited about this coming weekend....which I refuse to comment any further on at this point. I am not overly superstious but not going to jinx anything by opening my big mouth too soon.
The point of the post is that music speaks to us on so many levels. It's great when you want to have fun and dance. It speaks to your heart when you're falling in love. And it helps you understand the broken road that the majority of us have traveled down a "time or two".
I know I keep saying it but.........LIFE IS SWEET!
Sunday, January 14, 2007
New Beginnings
Life is funny sometimes. We see something we want, think it would be great for us, make our lives more rounded, would fit into our puzzle just right! We think we know what is best for us. Then God, in His infinite wisdom, has other plans. He gives us things to distract us while He gets the things He has for us in order. I thought the Detective, Everett, was it. I thought he was the one with potential. Now I think he was a distraction until someone MUCH better came along. Someone that fits my puzzle just perfectly. Someone to make me smile. Someone who has all things that make up my dream man and what I have wished and waited my whole life for. We shall see!
The possibilities are endless!
LIFE IS SWEET!
The possibilities are endless!
LIFE IS SWEET!
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Can I Touch Your Nipple?
My roomie had a friend suggest a black internet dating site to me, so I signed up! Man do I have stories!
The first guy I met used to play for the KC Chiefs, he was a wide receiver #86, handsome. He writes now and is a personal trainer. Tall, very nice build. A little quirky but in a very good way! I like him! We are in touch but haven't had a second date. I met him on New Year's Eve, he wanted to bring in the New Year together but I had plans with my roomies so didn't cancel on them as who knows if anything would work out with this guy or not. We are forming a writing group so if nothing else he has reignited my interest in writing and I plan to complete my novel this year!
I was getting about 10-15 "flirt" messages a day. Some from Nigeria, South Carolina, etc. So, I changed my profile to say you have to be local or in Indy, with the exception being Military men as I will go to them if I like them enough. That slowed the traffic down somewhat. I was getting messages from young men, 21, 26, 32! What the heck am I supposed to do with a 21 year-old other than teach him a few things? Not my job. I need a man who knows what he is doing already! Then I get a message from a man that simply says "I wiill(sic) tear that ass up." Excuse me! Keep in mind I have quite a detailed profile as to what I am looking for, sex is not part of that profile. I also have 5 pictures of me so my size is not a shock to anyone, not that I am all that big anymore, keep in mind I am 5'11" so am already a big woman and I currently am in a size 22. Thick describes me well.
OK, I get a message from a man Saturday afternoon. He is a PhD, graduated from Oxford and Vanderbuilt Universities. He is a college professor, VERY educated, sent me a pic, not bad lookingin the pic, in real life he wasn't all that great at all, 5'10" tall, 44 years-old, divorced, 2 kids, lives in Waco. We decide to meet for dinner that night after talking on the phone. I get to the restaurant at the designated time. He gets there 30 minutes later! Strike 1! We eat, he has severe allergies and can't eat with his mouth closed as he can't breath through his nose. You know me! Strike 2! We leave as the restaurant closed and he doesn't even bother to hold the door for me. Strike 2 1/2! He asks if we can sit in my car to talk. I agree. We are talking and talking and things are going well. Then he makes a negative comment about homosexuals and I tell him my roommate is a Lesbian. He says she will try to turn me. Idiot! Then comes Strike #3!!! It was a big one. He reaches over to caress my cheek (on my face) and then out of left field says "Can I touch your nipple?" Now where in his though process did he think this would be an alright thing to ask me? Hello, moron! I should have said "Sure, if I can touch your postate with a cattle prod!" I was horrified. I said "NO, you can't and this date is over. Get out of my car." Just goes to show you that education does not make you smart!
I immediately chaged my profile by adding a note. Here it is: "OK, one more final note: I am not into casual sex which appears to be the goal of a lot of men on here. My body is a special gift and unless you are worthy I will not offer it to you. If you are looking for a quick lay then keep looking because you won't get it here. I am not a prude and am a very sexual woman but refuse to sleep with just anyone for the sake of having sex." Messages to me have SLOWED WAY DOWN!!!!!!!
I told my roomie about it and she said "And people think homesexual's are the sexual perverts. We have nothing on you straight people!"
I have met a very nice man on the site but don't want to jinx it so won't give any details. I think there might be some potential but it's too soon to make a call!
Stay tuned for more exciting news.................
The first guy I met used to play for the KC Chiefs, he was a wide receiver #86, handsome. He writes now and is a personal trainer. Tall, very nice build. A little quirky but in a very good way! I like him! We are in touch but haven't had a second date. I met him on New Year's Eve, he wanted to bring in the New Year together but I had plans with my roomies so didn't cancel on them as who knows if anything would work out with this guy or not. We are forming a writing group so if nothing else he has reignited my interest in writing and I plan to complete my novel this year!
I was getting about 10-15 "flirt" messages a day. Some from Nigeria, South Carolina, etc. So, I changed my profile to say you have to be local or in Indy, with the exception being Military men as I will go to them if I like them enough. That slowed the traffic down somewhat. I was getting messages from young men, 21, 26, 32! What the heck am I supposed to do with a 21 year-old other than teach him a few things? Not my job. I need a man who knows what he is doing already! Then I get a message from a man that simply says "I wiill(sic) tear that ass up." Excuse me! Keep in mind I have quite a detailed profile as to what I am looking for, sex is not part of that profile. I also have 5 pictures of me so my size is not a shock to anyone, not that I am all that big anymore, keep in mind I am 5'11" so am already a big woman and I currently am in a size 22. Thick describes me well.
OK, I get a message from a man Saturday afternoon. He is a PhD, graduated from Oxford and Vanderbuilt Universities. He is a college professor, VERY educated, sent me a pic, not bad lookingin the pic, in real life he wasn't all that great at all, 5'10" tall, 44 years-old, divorced, 2 kids, lives in Waco. We decide to meet for dinner that night after talking on the phone. I get to the restaurant at the designated time. He gets there 30 minutes later! Strike 1! We eat, he has severe allergies and can't eat with his mouth closed as he can't breath through his nose. You know me! Strike 2! We leave as the restaurant closed and he doesn't even bother to hold the door for me. Strike 2 1/2! He asks if we can sit in my car to talk. I agree. We are talking and talking and things are going well. Then he makes a negative comment about homosexuals and I tell him my roommate is a Lesbian. He says she will try to turn me. Idiot! Then comes Strike #3!!! It was a big one. He reaches over to caress my cheek (on my face) and then out of left field says "Can I touch your nipple?" Now where in his though process did he think this would be an alright thing to ask me? Hello, moron! I should have said "Sure, if I can touch your postate with a cattle prod!" I was horrified. I said "NO, you can't and this date is over. Get out of my car." Just goes to show you that education does not make you smart!
I immediately chaged my profile by adding a note. Here it is: "OK, one more final note: I am not into casual sex which appears to be the goal of a lot of men on here. My body is a special gift and unless you are worthy I will not offer it to you. If you are looking for a quick lay then keep looking because you won't get it here. I am not a prude and am a very sexual woman but refuse to sleep with just anyone for the sake of having sex." Messages to me have SLOWED WAY DOWN!!!!!!!
I told my roomie about it and she said "And people think homesexual's are the sexual perverts. We have nothing on you straight people!"
I have met a very nice man on the site but don't want to jinx it so won't give any details. I think there might be some potential but it's too soon to make a call!
Stay tuned for more exciting news.................
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Virgin Angelina
http://news.yahoo.com/photo/070105/480/wxs10301051909
Kate Kretz, a North Carolina artist, painted this picture of Angelia Jolie as the Virgin Mary. She titled it 'Blessed Art Thou'. In my humble opinion Kate has experienced a random act of genius! Brilliant woman, simply brilliant!
I love the fact Angelina is hoverinng over a Wal-Mart checkout. There is even a fat lady in line at Wal-Mart! Very realistic! Have you been to Wal-Mart lately, all the fat people shop there! I believe Kretz has summed up the assinine, white-trash mentality we have reduced ourselves too. I do believe Angelina is doing great things for the impoverished children of the world because she should. She has the financial resources to do so. She put her life where her mouth is and adopted children who otherwise wouldn't have had a life even remotely as blessed as they will as her children. But we as American's have raised her up to "Madonna" and I don't mean the cone-bra'd one, and she is not. She is doing what she should be, what we all should be, doing! Helping the poor and needy.
I love this painting!
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