Men
Date: Feb 10th, 2004 6:35:37 pm - Subscribe
Mood: okay
Why do men eat liverwurst? It has to be one of the worst lunchmeats they ever invented. It had to be a man that invented it.
As I'm making my husbands lunch and trying not to throw-up my daughters watching me having the same reaction! I told her men are gross. They eat gross food, they make gross sounds and they give off gross odors at the worst times possible. Why do they wait till they walk into the same room as you and THEN let the air out! And the all time favorite, the snoring. I of course I am a spring flower who does not snor or give off a deadly odor
Men are gross but they are so many other things too. They are kind and gentle, they are strong and brave, they are wonderful, and
i'm glad I have one to call my own
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Marisa
Date: Feb 8th, 2004 10:32:10 pm - Subscribe
Mood: loved
She is beautiful and kind, she is loving and gentle.
She smiles at you and you could just melt.
You wish you could see the world through her eyes. Why is she always so happy? Does she know something we don't?
She is eight years old with the heart and soul of a forty year old.
Her long brown hair hangs below her shoulders, swinging back and forth as she struts down a New York city street.
She stands on a big rock in Central Park with the city's shadow in the background.
She loves me and dances with me in the kitchen, she hugs me when she is near and she miss's me when we are apart.
She trust me.
She is puffy and bald from the chemo.
She is sad to be missing school and her friends.
Her body is to sore for the hugs she loved to give.
But her smile always wants to be there no matter what.
She doesn't ask why this is happening to her, she only does her best to endure the pain.
She doesn't like to see me cry so I try to be strong, so she isn't sad. Her happiness is my goal, that's all I can give her. In the hospital
I told her that I loved her and she said "I love you too mommy". She never spoke again. Life support was turned on to help her to breath.
Five days later with us at her side I gave the ok for the machine to be turned off.
I held her until her life was gone. She was my best friend, my child, my heart.
I gave her life and leukemia took it away.
She was Marisa, forever my child.
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The Boob
Date: Feb 5th, 2004 3:13:08 pm - Subscribe
Mood: grumpy
Ok, who has seen enough of Janet Jackson's
boob? I know I have. Frankly I've seen and heard enough of the Jackson family to last me the rest of my life. Janet flashes her boob, Michael drinks wine from a pop can, among other odd things, and whats next? Latoya isn't really a woman?
Our news gets stranger every day. How about some good news for a change? How about that cure for cancer they always promise or the cure for aids. Where is all the good stuff and why isn't it happening?
Why do they want to send a man to Mars but they can't cure a dying child. Why are priorities so mixed up in this world? I certainly could go on and on with this subject, and maybe I will someday, but that's enough for now.
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Horny, nah!
Date: Feb 4th, 2004 12:09:12 pm - Subscribe
Mood: irritated
What kind of person im's someone asking them if they are horny? To live the life of a pervert, how strange and sad for them. Today I was asked that question and I thought, isn't real life so much better. Don't they know that?
In my aol profile I wrote, " sometimes someone will say something really small that fits right into that empty place in your heart".
I don't think "are you horny" was the statement that I was looking for!
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My daughter
Date: Feb 3rd, 2004 8:35:48 pm - Subscribe
Mood: optimistic
How many mood swings can a teenage girl have in a single day? My daughter has had about 45 today. First she likes me and talks to me then she won't talk at all, then she's laughing then crying. I try to go with the flow but sometimes you just have to say I give up, your nuts!!
I love my daughter but I can't wait till there is a boyfriend in the picture. When they have a boyfriend there is peace in the house and everybody is happy. She has
boys wanting to be (the boyfriend) but she's too mean to like the nice ones, she will long for the bad ones, like everyone does in high school!!
I think it's time I realize that she will do whats best for her. I just hope that everything I have talked to her about has sunk in, and she will learn from that.
I think it's time I realize that she is growing up and dreaming and imagining what her life will be like when she is older. She is so full of life and that makes me so thankful to have her. Even though our way of communicating is sometimes loud or sometimes silent at least we have an understanding and we love eachother.
I realize that she is just like I was at her age. My mother survived it and so will I.
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