Left foot on the dash,
Hot wind blows my hair awry.
The soul? It flies free.

Sweat makes its way down
Down between breast left, and right.
My hand? Finds its way.

Suicidal plays
Their songs vie for attention
From the cicadas.

Texas, in summer.
Never loved you more than now.
This? Was that moment.

So …

I love my boys. I really do. Just over 2 years ago (has it really been that long?) a friend of mine calls me up saying that there were some youngins that were found behind a dumpster, starving and close to death.… Read full post »

The person in my circle of friends who is famous for monegreening is typically yours truly. “Buttlink” and “wanna hump?” are just two examples that pop immediately to mind in my long history of mishearing innocent comments. Today, for one of the very few times, I was not the o… Read full post »

Eyes lock. Tentative  
smiling from across the street.
More looks. Then? A kiss.

Later … me, under.
You? On top, holding me down.
Smiles, sighs, and singing.

Looking up I see …
Desire. A smile. And joy.
Giggles come from me.

“Is something funny?”,
you ask. Almost… Read full post »

Honestly? I haven't been too active here on OS lately. Blame that on my wonky brain and bizarre life schedule.

However, when I come back to read some great posts? All I see is sniping. (Really? I love all y'all, but this? GAH!)

Rail at me all you want - I deserve it.… Read full post »

There’s so much going on in the world, with my friends, in my life, and in my head. Too much stimuli, and no clear way of processing all of the information being sent my way. Yes, much of it is my own damn fault. Work is insanely busy (which is A… Read full post »

Yesterday (July 18^th) was Nelson Mandela’s 91^st birthday.Below is a link to a 2 Tone song by The Special AKA (aka, The Specials).

More to come about 2 Tone and racial harmony, but there is no time for me to write about it. 

 

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I was geared up and ready to head up to Seattle for one of my nearest and dearest friends wedding. Bags were packed, Tim was situated to take care of my menagerie and then? Then Tim calls me at work (Tim is my most recent ex) saying, "So, your uncle's girlfriend… Read full post »

So, a little birdie told me it was your birthday ...

Okay, it wasn't a birdie, per se, but instead a little info box in your OS profile. Either way it is your birthday (or at least close enough for government work).

I tried to grow a garden, so…

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Lately I’ve been rolled into myself, protecting the soft core, like a roly-poly. Sometimes it’s hard to break out of that circle, but I’m trying.

Cooking helps. A lot. And I haven’t in a long while. But tonight? Tonight I did.

If you love your arteries,… Read full post »

I’ve been in, but not of, life.

Too much time spent on the hamster wheel …

… spinning …

… spinning …

… spinning … but never moving forward.

Static.… Read full post »

As a woman I was always made to feel that Mother’s Day should be my focus. It wasn’t.

Allow me to amend that. It WAS … until I was 5.

After that, though?

It was Father’s Day. THAT was my focus.
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From t… Read full post »

I chase the light.

The sun through the window shows her face in a way only I know; full of joy, love, and the weight of a world only she knows. And I want to capture it. Gather it to me for always. And then, show that… Read full post »

As evidenced from my last couple of posts, my brain has gone hither, thither, and yon. And it's still running on the hamster wheel.

I decided to reset myself. To do so, I went back to my first love - music. And my first dancing love - Irish and Scottish.

So, here's what's… Read full post »

 

Blue …
*BLINK*
(“I judge you.”)

Brown …
*SLOW BLINK*
(“I critique you.”)

Green …
*BLINK BLINK*
(“I envy you.”)

Hazel …
*WINKY BLINK*
(“I don’t understand you.”)

Black …
*NO BLINK*
(“I see… Read full post »

“You just don’t flirt with members of the opposite sex when you’re in a relationship.”

Okay, you know what? That may be true for you. But for me? I flirt. I love it. Does it mean anything?

No.

Dictionary.com describes in… Read full post »

I have been absent as of late. Absent of heart, mind, soul, and physicality. No, wait … I have been here, but not here … there is no there there.

My physical body has been here, my heart has been here, and so has my soul. Oddly,… Read full post »

I will never apologize about my past. No, nay, never.

No, nay, never. NO MORE.

Even if it makes you feel better.

Everything I have ever done, every mistake I have ever made, every encounter I have lived through ...

... all of those occurrences have made me the person… Read full post »

Okay, I've roped another friend into doing this with me (we've agreed that anything that we may say to each other over the next few weeks won't mean anything when the smoke finally clears). What have I roped her into?

Quitting smoking. With me. June 1st. That's the date.

Any former smokers… Read full post »

So it's not dirty, and it's not really haiku ... 

Thoughts of forever
Both of us held them dearly.
Now? Two words - I don't. Read full post »

Some people think that Memorial Day is just another three-day weekend. Others watch their family get lost in memories, because they were "there", and there's nothing that we can do to bring them back.

This song always brings tears to my eyes, and I think it should be played every Memorial Day.… Read full post »

Shocked seems too small and plain a word, but it's the closest I can come to to describe my feelings when I finally logged in last night and learned of Josie's passing.

Universe? WHAT THE HELL?!?!?

We connected, she and I, over oil wrestling for Sheldon's affections dancing. The other month when everyo… Read full post »

Okay, I’m currently more along the lines of footstiff and fancy-unfree.

There are so many words bouncing around in my head, so many feelings, emotions, and thoughts, that it feels like a Pong game on crack is going on in my grey matter. Added to that I’ve… Read full post »

(I guess we will always be “Daddies Girls”.)

I dread Mother’s Day. Not because of the holiday itself, but because of the inevitable questions that are sure to pop up. “Are you doing anything special for your mom?”, “Do you have anything planned for Mother&r… Read full post »

And the answer is …

Hmm, in case you didn’t know what the question was, Sheepy put out a call asking for us to lie. I am a horrible liar, but I am a great instigator; sometimes my friends can’t tell the difference between me joking and me being serious.… Read full post »