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	<title>Just thinking</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/351</link>
	<description> Last night I watched Billy Crystal on the Barbara Walters special.  He looked so different than I remember him looking. He was always smiling and laughing but not now. After she started to interview him I realized why he seemed so different.  She asked him about recent loss of his mother, I recognized that look, he started to tear up and said &quot;nothing is funny anymore, what can be funny now?&quot; 
 During the awards show he did not smile, he said all the silly things he was supposed to say but he wasn't the same.
 That is exactly how I feel, nothing is the same, nothing has the same meaning, nothing matters in the same way. After the loss of someone so close life is completely different. You think no one understands how you feel.  But I know Billy Crystal understands how I feel and I don't feel so alone now. There are people feeling the same as me and that helps in a strange way.</description>
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	<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2004 11:09:26 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Weird-o</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/328</link>
	<description>A couple of years back I was in a car accident and I injured my back and neck. I needed surgery on both so I chose to have the back done first then the neck.  The back surgery involved having Titanium plates and screws put into my back, what fun.  Well when I woke up from that surgery the pain was so bad that I prayed that the nurses would over dose me and I would die by accident.  But they never did and I suffered and suffered and I am still here.  After having physical therapy and lots of pain medicine I am doing very well in the back department.  But the neck is a different story the doctor wants to do the next surgery, I don't think so, not yet anyway.  But unfotunately the pain is worsening.  He sent me to the physical therapist again. The problem with that is that this guy starts talking about sex every time He comes in the room! The first day I'm on the table on my back with him at my head, his hands under my head stretching my neck muscles at least that's what he said he was doing, and he tells me about his upcoming vacation.  He says his wife thinks he's a pig because he wants vacation sex, then he leans over me face to face and asks &quot;do you think I'm a pig?&quot; Then he goes on and on about it. I say oh no I don't think your a pig, as i'm thinking (he is a pig and stop looking at my body you perv.)
Well then the next time I went another therapist wanted to do my therapy because my guy was running late, so they argued outside my door he didn't want her to do it he said he will be right in.  Ok so I waited and he came in and told me to put a gown on so he could massage my neck, he say's &quot;oh you can leave your brazzere on&quot; who say's that anymore? I can't even spell it. So as he's massaging my neck he opens with &quot;my wife doesn't like sexual games&quot; if he could only see my face! You know dress up games and massages, she won't let him massage her. Why does he tell me these things? Then he say's &quot;nice scar on you back, how far does it go down?&quot; Why is he looking down there my neck is up here!! He then tells me about his wife's c-section scar, how he has never seen it but thinks it's hidden in her pubic hair, she does't shave there you know!!  Information I really needed!  Well tomorrow I will see him again, I can't wait for that interesting conversation.  I'ts kinda funny
and kinda completely wrong at the same time, good thing i'm old enough to find the humor in it. :) </description>
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	<pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2004 12:21:05 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Marriage</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/315</link>
	<description>  I don't understand the big problem with gay marriage, why does it matter to so many people?  Why should people have a problem with two people who love each other wanting to be married?  If any two people want to get married let them and be happy for them.
They aren't hurting anyone, but people are hurting them!  Are our lives better if gay people don't get married?  I don't think so.
It doesn't help my life in any way, how about you, is it helping?  All the publicity about this is so annoying, don't we have other issues that could use news coverage other than this.  There are so many heterosexual couples that are allowed to be married when they clearly shouldn't be, but because they are a man and a woman it's ok, they aren't put under a microscope.  The wife beater, the child abuser anything goes as long as you are a man and a woman.
I think to qualify for marriage it should be determined whether you are a good, kind person, if your going to treat your spouse with dignity and respect, whether you will be a good parent if you have children, if you will be trusting and faithful.  Things of this nature should be qualifications of the marrying couple not if your a man or woman.  
People say that it is hard for the children of gay couples.  I think that a child that is adopted and living with two parents that love them and take care of them, and teach them right from wrong, parents that can hug them and kiss them goodnight are in a wonderful place and the public should thank god these children are loved. 
But that is only my opinion.
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	<pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2004 15:28:10 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Poor boy</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/307</link>
	<description>This young man is crazy about my daughter, but she is not interest in him. He is seems to be very sweet and is nice looking but the problem is that he is to shy. They work at the same place but they do not talk, he tells everyone but her that he's crazy about her. For Valentines he drove 4 hours and got lost looking for a special store someone told him about to buy her a stuffed animal.  He gave it to one of the girls at work to give to her, because he was to shy.  
I really wish there was a way for kids to get over all the shyness, you can miss out on a lot of special things in life because of it. 
If they only would give things a chance and let go of the fear.  All someone can say to you is yes or no.  You won't die, you won't blow-up, you will only move on to the next experience, and what is life with experiences?</description>
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	<pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2004 15:26:48 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Living in Long Underwear</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/266</link>
	<description>I am freezing, I think it's 7 degrees out.  It is so windy and cold.  I live in Niagara Falls, NY. We are often colder than Buffalo and I'm pretty sure today is one of those days.
While putting gas in my car the wind was burning my face and tears were running down my cheeks.
  Why do I not live in Florida?
I'm sure my husbands parents are sipping on nice cold fancy drinks poolside right now!  Lucky Ducks..
  I think about moving to a warmer place but then I would have to move, my kids, my mother, my sisters, my friends and five cats, a sheepdog, a chihuahua, and a very loud bird!!
I guess until I get brave enough to move all of that I will be staying in this freezing cold, living in long underwear.
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	<pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2004 13:58:19 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Men</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/252</link>
	<description>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:)</description>
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	<pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2004 18:35:37 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Marisa</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/237</link>
	<description>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 &quot;I love you too mommy&quot;.  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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	<pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2004 22:32:10 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>The Boob</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/226</link>
	<description>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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	<pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2004 15:13:08 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>Horny, nah!</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/221</link>
	<description>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, &quot; sometimes someone will say something really small that fits right into that empty place in your heart&quot;.
I don't think &quot;are you horny&quot; was the statement that I was looking for!

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	<pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2004 12:09:12 -0600</pubDate>
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	<title>My daughter</title>
	<link>http://www.aeonity.com/crystal/blog/219</link>
	<description>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.</description>
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	<pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2004 20:35:48 -0600</pubDate>
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