Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Anticipation

Anticipation

Looking into your eyes
They sparkle for me
Pixilated
Spelling my name over and over

Watching your lips move
No sound
Beating
My heart in my ears

Swimming
Light headed
Your smell intoxicating
Sweet taste on my tongue

Pressing our bodies close
A heat that warms past lives
Contentment
I am home

Touching your fingertips
Pulse tickles
If this was my last moment
I am with you

Hoping my feelings are reciprocated
Wishing for more time
Knowing that it is forbidden
Thinking of you… always.

~2

Monday, October 23, 2006

Feeling Fat… Again.

Well I made it back from Oklahoma, and it’s like starting all over again with these damn stairs. My mother is good at loading me and kids down with all kinds of junk, and damn I am feeling sooooooo fat (fatter).
I was going through some of my writing, and found an old post I did for the doodle a while back (www.thebluedoodle.com), and I thought it could help me out in these fat times. Thanksgiving and Christmas is right around the corner… and I won’t even have all my Halloween candy eaten before that shit gets here. SO, I am pulling out my sure fire weightloss plan, and getting back into shape before that New Years party gets here, cause I want to flaunt less flab and more FLARE!!
2mara’s Weight loss Plan

Being of the fairer sex, I am constantly trying some sort of diet to try to make my appearance more pleasing. I have tried them all with the exception of that cabbage diet… bleah, to no avail.
I have taken this and that diet pill, even tried the Hollywood Diet. My problem is I love food. If it didn’t taste so damn good of course I could lose weight. I have said for some time, that if there was some sort of pill I could take that would make all food taste awful – that would be my only chance for a successful weight loss plan… until now.

In a time of all Atkins, South beach, and a handful of other diets, I have brilliantly designed my own. It may seem like another one of my “Get Rich Quick” ideas, but this diet actually works. I have been practicing it for some time with great success. Who wouldn’t love to eat anything they want… no exceptions. You want chocolate? It’s not excluded from my diet. You want ice cream for breakfast? Good… I love ice cream, and I can have it on my carefully created meal plan.

I know, I know you are curious as to what I have to offer you. You’re excited to learn my cure for this nasty disease known as fatty McFat-Fat. I know you are skeptical… “I can eat WHATEVER I want… WHENEVER I want it?” My answer to you is… YES you can.

You don’t have to follow a calculated approach of counting calories or fat grams. You don’t have to measure serving sizes. You don’t even have to follow the food pyramid. The only thing that is required is a full length mirror in which to view your results… toss the scale. You don’t need it!

So… are you ready to find out my secret approach to weight loss? Are you ready to learn the tricks of having that thin, remarkable body you’ve always wanted?

I am now going to share with you my secret of weight loss success… it is my proven patented formula. Any time I feel the need to eat something, anything at all… all I have to do is remove all my clothing… step or sit in front of that full length mirror, and try to eat whatever it is I thought I wanted to begin with.

Guaranteed to lose…

~2

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

If I could... I would

If I could spill the words to make you love me… I would
Onto the floor in front of you…
Up on to your bare feet and the ratted hem of your jeans.

If I could paint the picture of a perfect us… I would
Brilliantly colored and outlined in blood…
Sweat and tears caressing my canvas ever so softly.

If I could cup you face in my hands… I would
Covering it with soft kisses and nuzzling your nose…
Tasting your sweet lips and swallowing your tongue.

If I could hold you close… I would
A warmth that soothes my very soul…
My heart beating only for you.

~2

Saturday, October 7, 2006

The Moving Story Part 2

I know I wrote the first part of this a while back ago, and believe me it hasn’t been far from my mind. I am still going through boxes, and I actually found my jar yesterday… so I will do a draw later on. Shit… I still haven’t written for the last one… or did I?

ANYway, where did I leave off? Oh yeah movers are gone, in bed with DH talking about how shitty the day was… and how could it get worse?

Tuesday, DH had to go in to work.. .they were having some sort of server problems while we were trying to deal with the movers and he was unable to go in… so he headed off, and I am left at my mother’s with kiddos.

I, of course, am going back and forth to the house trying to make it presentable… so maybe it will sell, and the boy is already going stir crazy and I am a wreck. blah blah blah.. I withdraw him from school… get kiddos shot records, etc.

We go to dinner with friends, and I head back to mom’s while DH goes and helps another friend with their wireless and drinks a few beers… I needed the break.

We get up super early Wednesday to get on the road.. I of course get to drive the truck with BOTH kids, and it early so it’s not too bad… both are tired and kinda sleepy. We set off on our trek.

We stop frequently and DH decides he wants Gabe to ride with him.. leaving me with Brynn… who hates her car seat. I guess it’s good I handle it much better than he does.. and she cried herself to sleep more than a few times. I think I will stick some photos in here from the drive.



She looks so peaceful when she’s sleeping.. you would never have thought the noises she made before she reached this serene place were imaginable.

We stopped Wednesday evening and stayed somewhere… crap I can’t even remember it. This is the first time I have stayed in a hotel with kids… and it sucks. I am used to rocking the baby to sleep and then laying her in her bed. We brought along the play pen for her to sleep in, but she ended up just sleeping with us, because I couldn’t get her to sleep.

Thursday morning we get up, go get breakfast, and get back on the road. There are so many cool places to stop on the way, too bad we didn’t. I did get to stop close to the petrified forrest because Gabe needed to GO. While the boys were in the bathroom, Brynn and I roamed around a bit, and I got some pics of her











We get to Phoenix around 3 I think, and we are staying in a hotel downtown across the street from where DH works.

He works Friday and I am in the hotel with kiddos all day. Brynn is a screamer, and I really felt sorry for those staying in adjacent rooms.

ANYway Saturday we sign our lease for our new apartment, and DH goes back to work. Me and the kids run around spending money and getting our place ready to move in.

We are still in the hotel until Tuesday, but our stuff should arrive on Monday. I go ahead and enroll Gabe in school… and we have an incident there… before I even get him fully enrolled… bad sign.

I have Brynn in the stroller so I don’t have to hold her in the office, so I can get the papers filled out as fast as possible. So she is getting pissed and starts screaming… imagine that. I ask Gabe, “Hey why don’t you take your sister out in front of the office and just stroll her back and forth?” Easy task, right?

GEEZ, no.

Less than five minutes later a women comes in dragging him by the arm.. with my daughter in the stroller, and says that Gabe was pushing her out front, and dumped the whole thing over, and I should probably check her to make sure she is ok.

FUCK.. we haven’t even started school here yet, and already off on the wrong foot.

Monday the movers would be here and Gabe would be in school.. and all should be well with the world… whatEVER.

~2