Happy Halloween!

Today is all about me. Ok, me and Halloween and candy.

I'm off and spending a delightful day loafing about the house. It's almost noon and I'm still wearing my housecoat! The life of sluggishness is nice sometimes.

It is a crisp fall day, the sun is shining and I'm listening to Adele. Her voice is so lovely, I cannot help but smile on the inside.

I'm going to keep chasing pavements, even if it leads no where. I'm not afraid of change. For now, I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.

What Next?

I'm not really sure what I should be doing with myself lately. I'm a little lost and a little sad. The days go by, and I've been going to bed early simply to put an end the day.

Someone who reads this blog emailed me to tell me nicely that I think too much. Bingo! That's exactly what I've been trying to tell you guys. That's why I'm writing this blog and spilling my gut about some of my private thoughts.

These thoughts race around in my head. Picture it like a bunch of derby cars going too fast in a little ring. They eventually crash into one another. How am I supposed concentrate on one thing when all these cars keep crashing into each other around me?

Writing my thoughts down helps me organize and release. Does that make sense?

Do You Eat with that Mouth?

I have a confession or disclaimer of sorts. It involves my last post and my ever-so-bold use of the word "cock".

I can be bold at times and I consider myself to be quite sexually uninhibited. However, I do have issues with "talking dirty" in the midst of intimate moments. I can't do it. Oh, I know what I could and should say and I love hearing it, but getting the words out of my mouth is a whole other matter.

So yes, I can write the word cock over and over, and I could write you a story that would make some of you blush, some of you warm and tingly, and some of you frown upon me. However, when the time comes to whisper it in that special someone's ear, I become that shy little school girl.

I guess that's why I enjoy writing. I can remove my filter and just let it pour out.

This is me.

Crimson Pride, Cherry Balm, Dream Cream....Oh My!

I needed a distraction this weekend, so a friend and I took a road trip to Barrie for the night.

We attended Yuk Yuks and as a result of it, I will never look at my lipstick the same again. There were all female comediennes. I love that! Anyways, one of the comediennes was describing the colour of lipstick as being "cock pink". That's when it occurred to me. My freakin' lipstick is cock pink. It says mocha pink on the tube but now I know better. Putting it on my lips has a whole new meaning for me.

I'd love to go to the cosmetic counter and ask the esthetician if they have some lipstick in the shade of cock. Try that one on for size Crayola.

I also saw a band called the Orange Man. They absolutely rock and have got to be one of the best bar bands I have ever seen! Check them out by clicking here!

They often play in the Barrie and Mississauga area, so if you have the opportunity, go see them!! I think they're going to "make it" some day. They are that good. I plan to stalk them on occasion.

It was a good weekend and I was somewhat distracted from my busy thoughts, but I don't think this grey weather helps all that much.

Be well.

A Lazy Weeked

Not much was accomplished this weekend. I was a couch potato and I loved it!

On Saturday, we brought my daughter to the pumpkin patch. It was a lovely autumn day, and I'll post pictures of our little outing tout de suite.

Instead of cleaning and organizing my house for the week, I chatted on the phone with an old friend for a couple of hours. Hello old friend! It was awesome talking to you again, even at the expense of my messed up house!

I haven't really spoken with this friend in about six years. It amazes me that we can just pick up and talk and talk after all this time and as though no time has really passed. Very cool.

I'm signing off for now. Let's call this one of my short and sweet posts.

A Walk in the Bush

The Seatbelt Sign is ON!!!!

I have PMS today which means that it doesn't take much for people to annoy the crap out of me. Have you ever seen the stop-smoking commercial where the airline stewardess is shrieking, "The seat belt sign is on!!" That is so me.

I haven't been writing here nearly as much as I would like. It seems that I go through these ebbs and flows of wanting to share and connect and being downright anti-social. Lately my anti-social qualities have been winning the battle.

I all too often deny my problems and I guess coming here really makes me THINK about them. Also, because I know so many of you, I cannot be real honest about some of my issues because, well, although I like to share, there are some things that are just not appropriate for public information, just as there are some stories that cannot be told until they are finished. I suppose that my having the blahs of late only makes me want to hide from my crap more.

At times, I also feel like my blog is a big whinefest and self absorbed and it embarasses me a bit. I guess that is the intention of a blog though--It's a diary of sorts and who in the heck I am supposed to write about--my neighbour who is obsessed with having the shortest grass on the block? (I will tell you about him someday. Just think of him as Mr. Shortgrass for now.)

People like reading about others--or at least some do. A blog is the one opportunity where you can shamelessly rummage through someone else's head. Humans crave connections with others and I guess the people who enjoy reading blogs the most are the ones who feel a connection or can relate one way or another.

I will try my damnedest not to hide and to continue posting, even if they are short and sweet. Sweet is good.

Hope you like the new blog look!