whatcha ona bout girl??

whatcha ona bout girl??
A retrospective on the inner workings of love, flying pancakes, mensa disasters, dandelion cookies, number bending, super salt, bubblegum oysters, chicken spit, crystal kidneys, guerilla carrots, polychromatic tofu, paraphysics, tender vigilanties, black sand, phillastine placebos, wood soup, buttered shuttlecocks, apostrophe training, fish whips, bleeding speed, plastic fantastic lobster telephones, venus drug rehab, clowns on fire, kiosks on a leash, marshmello overcoats, bottled light, fried blood, unbridled hyperthyroidism, folding wine, amygdula tickling, fainting in coils, hamburgers for the apocalypse, plastic memes, and conjugal fritters.....well...the love parts true

Saturday, October 27, 2012

102 lbs of soft, the choice, and moved again


Tropical paradise is ripe with a landscape rich in black hair, smiles……...and rice.  I can smile too with the understanding that my past was full of near misses and what would have surely been awful mistakes.  The love train truly is elusive for good reason and it is not for me to question her reasoning except to look back and say thank you for not stopping for every Tonya, 
Sarah and Sally.  Yearning for tickets on the love train is nothing compared to wanting off the bad relationship bus when your partner is psycho.  True that…..

You think you’ve got trouble?  You want intractable agony too???  Now I cant take credit here.

Well he was cold, tired, and hungry
Came a beggin' for bread
The lady took him in and fed him breakfast in bed

It wasn't me indeed……….well….maybe it was. Hehe….. big smile. Walang Pala mahal. Naintindihan mo?  Masaya niyon ako…

I had a discussion with my daughter who said “all the decisions you have made have brought you here”.

Really????…I don’t think this was ALL my decision.  I do like ownership of ones mistakes….. and I have my share to confess…..…but I think I would have chosen to live in Monaco, be fed grapes and wine by Asians wearing wicked weasels if I had a choice.  Truth is ……not everything is a choice….or id have chosen the Lamborghini. 

My marriage was….. on its best day…….a nightmare.  Yeah I chose to get married ……it was a mistake.  Did I choose to get out of it?  With pleasure…….after her second affair.  That I knew about….there were more for sure I have been told.

Fan……..tastic

Red light:  then?  Young and foolish

Green light: now?  Wiser, smarter, faster


Kamalian ko……siempre….  But mistakes are great teachers too……my heart is still intact……

Sidebar: I miss football……  My health though could not be better..i have lost a ton of football weight and am rock hard……

For my daughter:   I wish things had been different between us…… to err is human ….….to forgive…..is……. something I hope you will one day understand.

For my son:  keep your chin up….. follow your dads words …..learn inner and outer strength…. You will need both. 

For you:  The love train may not stop for you

For me:  The love train may not stop for me.


I met a German girl in England
Who was goin' to school in France
And we danced the Mississippi at an Alpha Cappa dance
It wasn't me

Bring it…….. dream hard……love big….be desireless …give away kindness…..

POST SCRIPT: No...Im not where you think....hehe

5 comments:

Seattle Heather said...

Been looking for you. Miss you and havent forgotten about you...hope you are well Seattle Heather

me said...

havent forgotten about you either girl...i really hope you are doin ok ...we still need to catch up...im sure there is much for you to tell me!!!!!!!!!! hahaha mmmmm stalker exes and all!!!!!

me said...

@ Heather still cant figure out how we can chat! hahaha

Miss Angie said...

You're back! I've missed your posts.

me said...

@ Miss Angie! hey darlin!!!! i cant seem to post comments on your page ...been tryin for a year at least!!!!!!! love those pics and glad your still here too!!!!!