You Are A Woman!

Congratulations, you've made it to adulthood. You're emotionally mature, responsible, and unlikely to act out. You accept that life is hard - and do your best to keep things upbeat. This makes you the perfect girlfriend... or even wife!

Since I am so cursed in LOVE I decided that the end of the letter will stop here….. This was a private message to me but I thought it so beautiful that I wanted to share it with everyone……..

"NO SEND BACKS!!!!!
PLEASE READ THIS WHOLE POST. IT'S SO DANG TRUE*
1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.
4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they
don't like you.
5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
6. You mean the world to someone.
7. If not for you, someone may not be living.
8. You are special and unique.
9. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
10. When you make the
biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.
11. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most
likely turned your back on the world.
12. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if
you believe in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it.
13. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget
about the rude remarks.
14. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know.
15. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

Add this as a comment to ten of your friends tonight and at midnight
your true love will find you. Something good will happen to you at
2:25 tomorrow. Get ready for the biggest shock of your life. Whoever
breaks this chain letter will be cursed with 10 relationship
problems for the next ten years tag ur it!! this is so scary!!! send
this to 15 ppl in the next 143 min. and then press F6 and your
crushes name will appear in big letters!! it is so scary because it
works.... but if you break the chain.. you will be cursed w/
relationship problems. NO SEND BACKS"

...

Wednesday, August 16, 2006



Ex-Felons can vote in upcoming election provided they meet the Oct. 10, deadline to register

Houston Business Connections Reports

(Houston) - Mark your calendars and don't miss these deadlines. If you plan to vote in theNovember 2006 general election, you must register to vote by Tuesday, October 10, 2006.

Beware of misinformation and know your rights. If you have had trouble with the law in the past, this does not prohibit you from voting. It's a common misconception that ex-felons can't vote in the state of Texas. Most ex-felons don't even know that they have a right to vote. "This needs to fixed and it begins with each and every one of us," says Aubrey R. Taylor, president and CEO of Houston Highlight Publishing L.L.C., the publisher of Houston Business Connections.

If someone you know has a felony conviction, let him or her know this does not prohibit him or her from participating in the election process. Yes, it is true that Texans with felony convictions once could not vote in the lone star state. However, we can thank President George W. Bush for enacting legislation to eliminate the waiting period that use to exist. There use to be a permanent ban, but in 1983 that ban was replaced with a five-year waiting period after felons finished their sentences. Thanks to then-Gov. Bush, the waiting period was erased in 1997 in the state of Texas.

Why do you think most felons don't know this information? The state laws that ban or restrict the voting rights of felons keep an estimated 4.7 million citizens ­ 1 in 43 adults in the United States ­ from voting; more than half a million in Texas. If ex-offenders were given this information and began to exercise their right to vote we don't have to tell you what would happen in Texas. This could become one of the largest voting blocks in the state.

….I’ve decided that Wednesday will be Gross fact day… I’m full of them really ( gross facts)…Like did you know that if you flush your toilet with out putting down the lid you can spew fecal spores up to twenty feet… Now this doesn’t sound like much until you take in account your tooth brush is in there. Yes that is Wednesday’s gross fact of the day.

Now on to some other amazing thing… Did you know a man can be stuck up the hind end with a stick and still live to tell about it? Yes folks it’s true… While clipping branches from a tree a man fell from his ladder… Impaling himself threw the rectum, were the branch stopped short of his heart. I watched from my sofa as a team of skilled Doctors cut him open and removed the branch in 3 pieces. How, do you ask? Well they used a saw. A little chain saw to be exact and yes there was a lot of dust. They fixed this problem by filling his stomach cavity with pitchers of water and like a huge mixing bowl RINSED his organs! And as they rinsed a small patch of blue jean floated up. Now we know how that got there huh? OHHHHHHHHH the horror!

Now I want to tell you a short story about a man who decided life was not worth living any more… So under his sink he found what he thought was his ticket out. Red Devil lye. Yes he drank it….. And yes he decided after, that living wasn’t so bad…But the red devil didn’t hear him…. Nope… it kept right on doing its job until the ambulance got him to the hospital….What to do, what to do, the doctors thought… finally they had no choice but to cut him open and stop the devil. Yes they saved his life… they attached his intestine to his throat….so now when he eats he has to PUSH his food down his throat with his hand…and by the time he’s done….it’s time for him to go to the bathroom…I wonder if life was this bad before? I don’t think so.

Ok… I’m done with “gross” things right now… damn, just call me butter ‘cause I was on a roll! Three gross facts at one time! Can I get a EWWWWWW from the peanut section?!

I’m not liking the fact that there are so many bogus laws in effect right now! I think some one should weed through the stupid ones and just wipe them off the book. I think it’s stupid to “make” a grown adult wear a seat belt….( I wear mine) Of course it saves lives and of course it’s better for you in the long run but you have the right to go flying head first threw your windshield and land 50 feet away in a crumpled heap, dead as a door nail. Why? Because you’re a grown adult! And there’s not a law yet about being a stupid idiot!

Well enough for today…on Gross Wednesday! Stay tuned for exciting scenes from next weeks episode of GROSSSSSSSS FACTTTTTTT WEDNESDAYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

This next post is not just some fun day I remember. Matter of fact it is one of the most horrific memories in my life. Before you read it I ask that you not pass judgment on me………I felt that I should tell this story to help me and anyone else like me. I wanted them to know that they are not alone…. That there are others that are just like us. And some day, as all things do, it will come back around to the wrong doers of this world. The poor wretched souls that walk around breathing there non deserving air! Have pity on them…. And don’t punish your self for something that was never your fault….. Have faith that they will be punished in this life or the next………



Now back to “the life and times” of my blog….After my mother had packed me and my little brother up the day after Christmas and left my father we had moved to her mothers house…We moved in with her for a week or so and my mom got a job in a sewing factory then we moved into a tiny pink house across the street from a high school foot ball field…not the school… just the field… that is weird huh?.. They made everyone walk the mile to and from the school for P.E. and other sports that required a field… Anyway…. One day I noticed a car that I had seen before at my dad’s house…. Parked in front of our little pink house as I was walking home from school…. My grand mother’s town was at least 100 miles from my dad… even to a child it was odd…. I walked up to my door to open it and it was locked… this was unusual because my mother was never home after school… she was always at work…. So I knocked…. Then louder….. My mother came to the door and cracked it open….through that crack I could only see her face and she asked why I had came home so early…was I sick or something….. I told her school was out…. She shut the door and then opened it again and handed me 2 quarters… I looked at them shining in my hand as she told me to wait for my brother then take him to Dairy Queen for an ice cream… she told me to take my time….. I did as she told me and waited for my brother… 5 minutes later he walked up with his friend and I told him about how we couldn’t go home yet… he was 8 at the time…. I wanted to know who was in our house! I didn’t want to take my brother for a fucking ice cream!…So I gave him the 2 quarters and told him to go with his friend to get ice cream… and I walked off with them until I got around the corner then I sat down behind a bush… I waited there about thirty minuets before the owner of the car came out…. When I saw him I knew who he was. I couldn’t believe my mother had chosen such a man over my father… and had been with him in my father’s house! Laughing and drinking with my father like nothing was going on between them! I watched as he drove away…. I waited for my brother and watched him walked up with ice cream all over his face laughing…. Then we went home…. My mother acted as if nothing had happened… Like I hadn’t caught her having sex with some man right after she had just left my father…. This in it self was not such a big thing really…. it’s the events that happened afterward that turned out to be the “big thing” for me… I made a point to come home late from school every day after that… My mother demanded that we do a lot of chores while she worked so that mostly meant keeping the house up while her part was working… this later got to be too much for an 11 year old…. Not only did I have my own problems with a new school and no friends but I had to keep up with an 8 year old and basically be his mom too…. As the weeks went by my mother’s friend started showing his face more…. After the divorce of course… One day he was waiting out front as I came home from school… I looked at my watch because I had been making a point to come home late so that I wouldn’t ever catch them again…. He was standing by his car and waved to me…. I waved back and kept walking up to our house….. I asked where my brother was and he said he gave him a quarter for ice cream then he told me my mom was working late…. Something didn’t feel right here… Even now as I look back on this I see that I had no idea what it meant to feel your skin crawling. If I had I would have ran… the next part of this story will not be graphic… It makes me sick to tell and I think the only reason I have even chose to remember such a thing is because I want any other woman that this has happened to too know that they are not alone… that there are other woman AND children that have shared your misery… shared your pain…. And they too will grow up like we did…. And this can be lived with… lived through……………. We went into the house and I told him I had a lot of things to be doing before my mom got home…. I could feel his eyes on me….watching every move I made…. I can’t tell you how uncomfortable it was… how frightening and afraid I was…. It’s unspeakable…. Then as I took laundry into my mother’s room he was suddenly behind me…. His arms wrapped around me hugging me like I was a doll… I could feel his face in my hair… His rotten smelling breath was all around me like a cloud. At first I tried to pull away…. To scream like I was suppose too, but nothing came out…. Then my mind seemed to stop working… I remember that I was thinking of daisies and tickle bees….and then pain took the flowers away…. And I remember his hand on my mouth….. And then it was over…. I got up and looked at the laundry on the floor…. And I gathered it all up and put it back on the bed… then I noticed blood on my mother’s sheet…. His arm came from behind me and snatched the sheet off the bed. It scared me because I thought he had left…. I don’t know why I didn’t cry…. I don’t know why I didn’t fight back…. I don’t know why I didn’t tell anyone…. All I know is at that moment I wasn’t a child any more…. My mother came home asking about the sheet on her bed and I got a spanking for it being gone…. It was her best set of sheets…. I ran away after that…. Told huge lies about my mother that weren’t true to the people that picked me up and they took me home… My mom beat the hell out of me…. Then my dad came and I begged him to please let me come home…. He took me home….. To my step mother….. And then that was a whole new deck of cards to deal with…… You know that saying life throws you curves? Well some times you get beaned with the ball too! You’re out like a light then when you come too…. You’re either stupid from the hit or wiser….. I don’t blame my mother for what happened to me…. I don’t blame myself any more either… I blame HIM! His name is Buddy Isley and he lives in Texas somewhere! And I hope that he has never had any children! And I want the world to know that he did that to me! And that he raped a child! Lucky for him God loves us all…. I hope he is reborn into a cock roach…. In some nice clean lady’s house….. And as her foot is coming down on him I hope he remembers me…and in every other life he will have…..Until he is worthy to go to Heaven…. And in my book that might be a long time………………………………...... So all in all this is the secret I have kept to myself for 29 years… the secret I couldn’t tell. It wasn’t as hard for me to write as you think… and it didn’t take me long to get it all down…. What took the longest was the courage it took to finally tell someone…. You…. Even though I don’t know you… At least you know…. Someone knows now other than me… Me and him.

We have to play the cards we are dealt in life… We must…. To do other wise I feel would be to give up… That’s how I keep trudging on…. Because I know NO other way…. I dream of a life that’s full of happiness…. Just like everyone else… I keep waiting for it to come and I know that some day it will…. I NEVER GIVE UP HOPE! NEVER! I heard once that all hope was…..was something to look forward too….



On a lighter note…. Want to know what my husband wore to a fancy wedding last year? He wore a short sleeved silk shirt with a huge yellow dragon on the front from Walmart with a black leather vest over it and blue Jeans…. Hold on…. His little brother was there too and he had a chemo cut… I guess he couldn’t afford a real hair cut so he let his girl friend do it… It looked sort of patch worked…like a quilt. She on the other hand showed up in a brown low cut 1970’s jump suit. Trying to look like Foxy Brown…. She has size double D boobs and had no bra on…She sat on the end of the pew trying to eye fuck my husband …giving him free squirrel shots… when I saw this I just turned my back on them… Truthfully I acted like I wasn’t even with my husband. I sat far enough away from him to look like a stranger…except it was HIS families wedding so everyone knew I was with him! They wanted to go out and eat afterwards but I told my husband that if he forced me I would walk home…. He didn’t…. so I didn’t……