My daughter turns three years old today. I can't believe how big she is already. Soon she'll be starting school and off with her friends and all that jazz.

 

I feel old, in more ways than one.

Watchin the window.... trees fly past.

Wondrin when we will stop.

Clouds shadow the sun at times and my eyes ache from squinting.

Sleep never comes.

Drink a cool sip and it refreshes my tongue.

Crisp and clear to speak another riddle.

Spew another sarcastic quip aimed at the weak spot in your armor.

Wincing slightly....not enough for anyone else to tell.

It pleases me to hurt you.

Harsh as it may seem, you take it.

Tuck it under and paste that simple smile.

You know why I lash out, thinking one day I will forgive.

Resentment is a bitter pill to swallow, too bitter to bear for long.

My words are like daggers, trying so desperately to hurt you.

Bouncing off your silver skin.

Enraging me more so the attacks become frequent furious attempts,

to hurt you like you've hurt me.

 

--M

 

 

Well not really my ovaries....

 

I slipped and fell at work on monday. Ouch. Got to go to a ghetto emergency room where they didnt even put me in a room, or do exrays or anything. Fun shit.... So they tell me I have a herniated disc and prescribe me vicadin and send me home.

 

Well I know i dont have a herniated disc..... i'd be in a lot more pain than I'm in. *shrug*

 

Anywhoo.... I get five days off work tho. I feel like a whole new person, I've been under so much stress at the job it feels good to take myself out of the situation for a while. I mean, I went shopping for my daughters easter stuff... granted had to cut the trip short because I couldnt stand up and walk for that long, but still.... I've sat on my lazy ass for four days now, and I am loving it. Now if I can just get them to quit calling and asking when I'm coming back, heh

 

 

If you do, or if you dont...... I'd appreciate some good "prayers, thoughts, vibes" whatever you can send..... this way. My mother is a 20 year cancer survivor, ovarian cancer. She's been to the doctor and they've found an "undefinable density" over her heart, in the left breast and into her lung.

 

 

I'm not the most "holy" person alive, but I believe in the power of prayer.... and I'm asking for help.

 

Thank you,

 

Missi...... aka da bunz.... aka, da mamma bunz daughter.

 

 

*sigh*

 

Some "one word" survey. Even though "one word" is two words.

 

Yourself: scrumdiddlyumptuous

 

Your Lover: forbidden

 

Your Hair: Looooooooooooooong

 

Your Mother: passive-agressive..... thats SOOOO one word if hyphens are included

 

Your Father: obnoxious

 

Your Favorite Item: bob

 

Your Dream Last Night: nonexistent

 

Your Favorite Drink: jacknwatersplashofcoke.... and yes... thats one word 

 

Your Dream Home:  beach

 

The Room You Are In: dining

 

Your Pets: fat

 

What You Are Now: sexxxxay

 

Who You Want to be in Ten Years: "Sexxxxayer"

 

What You Want to be in Ten Years: happy

 

What You're Not: well-rested

 

Your Best Friend: Lurve

 

One of Your Wishlist Items: Time

 

Your Gender: Female

 

The Last Thing You Did: masturbated

 

 What You Are Wearing: Are you new here?

 

Your Favorite Weather: Summer

 

Your Favorite Book:  Narnia

 

The Last Thing You Ate: chicken

 

Your Life: stalled

 

Your Mood: exasperated

 

Favorite article of clothing:  piercingssolomente

Hehe....dont know how to say "only my piercings"in spanish