Oh gawd, I think I'm gonna throw up a little....sheez, even that would be better than reading this again in my inbox..... idiot, cosider yourself blocked *shudders*
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I found this on youtube. My intentions were to load it for future reference if and when I get another keyboard/piano; but it's so beautiful, I had to share. Enjoy!!!!
Piano play and tutorial for "White Horse" by Taylor Swift (now, if only I could find one for the guitar, I'll be set LOL)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EkXKv3igHYE
Wait...now I want some smarties, give me a second....... *crunch, crunch, crunch*
Anysway...wow, these are good!
*Ahem*
My son's class currently goes by a color chart for their daily conduct; green, yellow, and red. Yesterday was a bad day, he came home with a red. I tend to be a little hard on him for it, especially when one of his actions was lying. Grrr...but whatever, right? He's smart as hell and he 8 years old; so, new day, new begining.
So my boys come home today, and tells me he got a green light. Woohoo!...right?
Taking things as they are doesn't have the same hold in this house as it might somewhere else. I opened his agenda, as I do every school day afternoon, and he has a couple colors mixed together along with something that was once written and hastily erased. I took a few moments to examine it; looked at him; then looked back at his book.
"So, would you like to tell me another lie?" are the words that escaped my lips. He looked at me, as I glared straight into his eyes. From that split-second, he knew he was caught, and so did I. In a very calm mannor, "Would you like to tell me the truth now?" To this, and in a very oh-crap with a hint of whine, he replies, "I got a yellow, Ma'am."
And that, is my funny little short person, who is currently spending 'hard time' in the corner. I always get a kick out of the ambition they have to tricky/sneaky, all the while forgetting my ability to notice the details and smell bs at the faintest of whiffs.
LMAO; never a dull day; no wonder I love my new life as wife, and mother (#2). I got quite a kick out of this and I hope, to whomever is reading this, so did you!
So, I'm sitting here, doing what I do, and of course I'm listening to my music. I'll Be by Edwin Mccain was playing right at the end. You know the part that really allows you to hear the sax by itself? Yea, I'm majorly missing my alto, now. If you listen to it closey enough, you can actually hear the player blowing and his breath within the sax notes.
I dunno, maybe I hear it because I know exactly what it is.....and I miss it.
So, one of the things we were able to afford this tax return, was a trip to Micheal's. Mic is a store JUST for creative enviroment-oriented supplies. Every hobbiest fantasy! Naturally, there's an art-on-paper aisle. Honestly, all I expected was to get a couple of 6B graphite pencils, a kneading (play-dough) eraser, and a box of the really really good and professional colored pencils. Christy had other plans lol. All told, we walked out of there with : chalk, a calligraphy set, my pencils, my eraser, a book to help me learn to draw people and shading, and few different pads of different paper....Yes, I freely admit that she spoils me at any opportunity :-D
In a flight of fancy, I tried out the chalk last night. She liked my test run sheet so much, she took it to work this morning to be hung up on the wall of her cubicle. I thought it looked like crap, but of course, anyone who claims themselves an artist usually thinks less of their work than others. Well, at least, that's my perspective lol. Anysway, definitely a good start to a new day :-)
It still feels adversingly strange to be back on here as much as I used to be. Many of my friends have either become more ghost-like, or have disappeared completely. I think, more than anything, I was very close to being something of the same. Then something, or someone I should say, happened. I made a new friend. Another kindred soul; very much like a platonic soulmate, if you will. It's amazing how a few good conversations can, more or less, save one's sanity. Thank you, Becca, for being an Angel of Mercy. You swooped in to pull me up jus in the nick of time. A friend amoung friends that makes me smile. :-)
I borrowed, sorta speak, this from another but I've been searching for it for quite some time. The cure-all-make-you-laugh answer to racism. Once upon a time, I rec'd it in an e-mail message at my job in the military...
The Nerve
A white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"Listen sir....when I was born I was BLACK, "
"When I grew up I was BLACK "
"When I'm sick I'm BLACK, "
"When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, "
"When I'm cold I'm BLACK, "
"When I die I'll be BLACK."
"But you sir."
"When you're born you're pink, "
"When you grow up you're white ,"
"When you're sick, you're green, "
"When you go in the sun you turn red, "
"When you're cold you turn blue, "
"And when you die you turn purple."
"And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away....
I can never describe myself to my full potential, or make note of every characteristic. Reading another's profile made me realize...hey, I do that too!
I'm a huge people watcher...I think that would be one of the main reasons if/when we ever go out anywhere i.e. bar, mall, ect. If you're ever curious...jus sit down with a cup of whatever, enjoy it, and glance around. Look at their faces, gestures, look at how amazing someone else's emotions take form. It's like watching the Sun or Moon rise/set.
It seems kind of weird to have my premium membership back. I didn't realize how much I've missed it; how many things I can do with it. So, of course, in that spirit, all my efforts this morning have gone into updating, figeting, and tweaking my domains. I know I'll never get it to exactly where I want it, but at least I can get to a satisfactory stand-still.
YAY!!!
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