Busy Times

Times have been seemingly very busy around here. In hindsight, it hasn’t been that busy. Both of my girls were gone for two days last week so I enjoyed some quiet time for a couple of days. Then with Thanksgiving we did get busy for a few days with that. I decided that I was going to brave the crowds and head out into the Black Friday sales. I got some really good deals, so I’m ultimately glad that I went out. This year instead of buying presents for a each other and opening them when we do our small Christmas with our girls, we thought that I could just buy a couple things we had our eye on that went on sale. Nothing big, but we’re calling it even anyway.

Christmas is my favorite time of year. I’m really excited about this year too because A is in preschool and they are doing a Children’s Christmas Program. I’ve been waiting for her to be old enough to participate in these things. It’s also nice that we have our “game plan” for the holiday season. I think we have finally found our new normal “routine” for Christmas. Which is good because not knowing how to work things out really did hurt me. The reason it sometimes gets complicated is because A has another family that wants to see her during the holidays. Luckily, they do their Christmas on a different day so it works out nicely.

There is nothing new to report on with anything D/s either. I’ve managed to continue to stay out of the “danger zone” of spiraling, but sometimes I will feel a little…blah… I’m going to go ahead and say that’s just because of three things. 1) The weather has been cold so no outside time. 2) I’m not getting nearly as much sleep as I should. I just end up staying up way too late. 3) My sister.

Number 3 is a big one these days. We had some drama with her over Thanksgiving. She got mad so she took off and didn’t come back for our family Thanksgiving. I think part of her decision to do so has to do with the eating disorder that she has been fighting for the last 12 years or so (and she’s only 25 years old). It’s been sad to watch her go through all of this. I’ve fought a lot of the same demons that she does, and sometimes I still fight them. The difference between us is that I win my battles 99% of the time, she loses hers 99% of the time. We don’t know what to do anymore. She was supposed to go to a treatment facility a few months ago, but that still hasn’t happened yet. She has been hospitalized a few times over the last year for extremely low potassium levels, but those weren’t enough of a wake up call. It seems like I’m always worrying about her. I try to think optimistically, but sometimes I can’t stamp down the thought that it won’t be long before we lose her.

On a little bit happier note, I’m happy to report that my little E has started cooing. She’s been smiling for a while (as I posted a picture of her beautiful smile not long ago), but not much cooing. Now she “talks” her little heart out, I think we’re going to have another talker just like her big sister.

Well, that’s pretty much all to update from the land of me. I know it’s an hodge podge mix of a disorganized post, but I just needed to write.

I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!

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In My Room – Beach Boys

There’s a world where I can go
And tell my secrets to
In my room
In my room

In this world I lock out
All my worries and my fears
In my room
In my room

Do my dreaming and my scheming lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing laugh at yesterday

Now it’s dark and I’m alone
But I won’t be afraid
In my room
In my room
In my room
In my room
In my room
In my room
In my room

 

Last one (for now ;) ) – I Love This Bar – Toby Keith

Yes, I think I’m in need of getting out on the town! Finding a fun bar to hang out at for a while!

We got winners, we got losers
Chain smokers and boozers
And we got yuppies, we got bikers
We got thirsty hitchhikers

And the girls next door dress up like movie stars
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm I love this bar

We got cowboys, we got truckers
Broken-hearted fools and suckers
And we got hustlers, we got fighters
Early-birds and all-nighters

And the veterans talk about their battle scars
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm I love this bar

I love this bar
It’s my kind of place
Just walkin’ through the front door
Puts a big smile on my face

It ain’t too far, come as you are
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm I love this bar

I’ve seen short skirts, we got high-techs
Blue-collared boys and rednecks
And we got lovers, lots of lookers
I’ve even seen dancing girls and hookers

And we like to drink our beer from a Mason jar
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm I love this bar, yes I do

I like my truck
(I like my truck)
And I like my girlfriend
(I like my girlfriend)
I like to take her out to dinner
I like a movie now and then

But I love this bar
It’s my kind of place
Just trollin’ around the dance floor
Puts a big smile on my face

No cover charge, come as you are
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm I love this bar
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm I just love this old bar

And we’ve got divorces and a big bouncer man
An old jukebox and a real bad band
We got waitresses and we got barflies
A dumbass and a wiseguy

If you get too drunk just sleep out in your car
Reason number 672 why hmm hmm hmm I just love this bar

Play it on out boys
Beer-thirty’s over, gotta take it on home

Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm I love this bar
I just love this bar

I can’t drive 55 – Sammy Hagar

One foot on the brake and one on the gas, hey!
Well, there’s too much traffic, I can’t pass, no
So I tried my best illegal move
A big black and white come and crushed my groove again

Go on and write me up for one twenty five
Post my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can’t drive fifty five
Oh no! Uh!

So I signed my name on number twenty four, hey!
Yeah the judge said, “Boy, just one more, uh!
I’m gonna throw your ass in the city joint”
Looked me in the eye, said, “You get my point?”
I said “Yeah! Oh yeah!”

Write me up for one twenty five
Post my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can’t drive fifty five
Oh, yeah!

I can’t drive fifty five
I can’t drive fifty five
I can’t drive fifty five
I can’t drive fifty five
Uh!

When I drive that slow, you know it’s hard to steer
And I can’t get my car out of second gear
What used to take two hours now takes all day
Huh, it took me sixteen hours, get to L.A.

Go on and write me up for one twenty five
Post my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can’t drive fifty five

No, no, no, I can’t drive
(I can’t drive fifty five)
I can’t drive
(I can’t drive fifty five)
I can’t drive fifty five
(I can’t drive fifty five)

Jungle Love – The Steve Miller Band

I met you on somebody’s island
You thought you had known me before
I brought you a crate of papaya
They waited all night by your door
You probably wouldn’t remember
I probably couldn’t forget
Jungle love in the surf in the pouring rain
Everything’s better when wet

Jungle love it’s drivin’ me mad
It’s makin’ me crazy
Jungle love it’s drivin’ me mad
It’s makin’ me crazy

But lately you live in the jungle
I never see you alone
But we need some definite answers
So I thought I would write you a poem
The question to everyone’s answer
Is usually asked from within
But the patterns of the rain
And the truth they contain
Have written my life on your skin

Jungle love it’s drivin’ me mad
It’s makin’ me crazy
Jungle love it’s drivin’ me mad
It’s makin’ me crazy

You treat me like I was your ocean
You swim in my blood when it’s warm
My cycles of circular motion
Protect you and keep you from harm
You live in a world of illusion
Where everything’s peaches and cream
We all face a scarlet conclusion
But we spend our time in a dream

Jungle love it’s drivin’ me mad
It’s makin’ me crazy
Jungle love it’s drivin’ me mad
It’s makin’ me crazy

Jungle love it’s drivin’ me mad
It’s makin’ me crazy
Jungle love it’s drivin’ me mad
It’s makin’ me crazy

Bohemian Rhapsody – Queen

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality.

Open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see,
I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I’m easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to me.

Mama, just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead.
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away.

Mama, ooh,
Didn’t mean to make you cry,
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.

Too late, my time has come,
Sent shivers down my spine,
Body’s aching all the time.
Goodbye, everybody, I’ve got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.

Mama, ooh (any way the wind blows),
I don’t wanna die,
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all.

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning,
Very, very frightening me.
(Galileo) Galileo.
(Galileo) Galileo,
Galileo Figaro
Magnifico.

I’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let me go) Will not let you go.
(Let me go) Will not let you go.
(Never, never, never let me go) Ah.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh, mama mia, mama mia) Mama mia, let me go.
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can’t do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.

(Oh, yeah, oh yeah)

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me.

Any way the wind blows.

Have You Ever Seen The Rain – CCR

Someone told me long ago there’s a calm before the storm
I know, it’s been comin’ for some time
When it’s over, so they say, it’ll rain a sunny day
I know, shinin’ down like water

I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain?
I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain
Comin’ down on a sunny day?

Yesterday and days before, sun is cold and rain is hard
I know, been that way for all my time
‘Til forever, on it goes through the circle, fast and slow
I know, it can’t stop, I wonder

I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain?
I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain
Comin’ down on a sunny day?

Yeah, I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain?
I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain
Comin’ down on a sunny day?