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the life and times of sherrena


 Just a few of my thoughts today....................
 

So last night while walking through our friendly neighbor hood Walmart I noticed that men were turning their heads as I walked by. I straitened my jacket and poked my boobs out a little farther before I realized it wasn’t me that was turning their heads. It was the fresh steamed Cajun shrimp in my basket! One man even stopped me to ask where I had got it! I don’t eat shrimp and I had been asked to get it for my husband and his friend. So it was then that I thought what a great way for a single girl to meet men! I’m not single of course but I recommend this to all single girls. A few times I have been hit on at Walmart besides the shrimp thing. AND both times WAS in the seafood section but it wasn’t when I had the shrimp! I guess the look on my face scared them off. My husband told me once that I have a way of looking at him like something stinks. I wrinkle my nose and squint my eyes. He said this look of mine is probably what keeps me from having friends.

Last night while watching TV I saw a show on the discovery channel about a woman that had been pregnant for 46 years! When I first told my friend this she was waiting for the punch line. I said it was for real and that there were only 300 cases documented about it. This woman looked like from India maybe Turkish…and I think they were speaking French…ANYWAY!….. 46 years ago she had went into labor and while waiting at the hospital she witnessed a woman die in child birth. This scared her so bad that she went home to die instead of stay there because she had been having complications. She had been in great pain for 2 or 3 days then the pain stopped and the baby grew still. She believed her baby had gone to sleep and that some day it would wake up again and be born. Of course this never happened. She had had an egg topic pregnancy and it had burst and the baby had attached it self to her organs. Entangled it self in her bowels and against her bladder and had fused with them to form a blood supply for it to grow. There was no way really for it too have been born. It wasn’t in the womb. Anyway it died that day it had “went to sleep”… and because the body always tries to protect it self a wall of calcium started to form around it. Basically turning it to stone. She had been a casket for her child! For 46 years!… ( I saw something like this on Law and Order but I thought it was make believe)… So then 6 years ago in England the same thing sort of happened but those children survived! 2 were in the womb and the other in her body behind her intestine! When the doctor pulled him out his fingers were moving. I sat there with my mouth open watching it…. My husband kept walking in and out of the room asking if it was over yet. He thought the whole thing was morbid and anyone who thought it interesting a fool. Which shows who the fool really is…huh?

I cant look at Rodney Dangerfield with out laughing! Can you?…. He doesn’t even have to say a thing. Just stand there looking back and forth like he gets no respect. I heard an interview he did with the late Johnny Carson that was uncut. He told that he got no respect…. Not even from his wife… that the last time he had heard her scream because of sex it was when he was wiping his dick on the curtain after they had finished…. Yes he is a great comedian. ……..Speaking of LATE….I think Ray Charles got a raw deal because he just happened to pass at the same time as the late president Reagan. Ray was a great man too!… I don’t care how that movie made him look like he was high most of the time! His music goes down with the greats of blue’s and yes even country! …….Who do you think struck the first lighter at a concert?…. You know ….when that great song comes on and then your hand shoots up in the air and …strike!…..your bic is lit!… I really would like to know so if you have an idea then let me know.........

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 Eddie Earl
 

I’m going to try this clip art thing. This use to be the view from my office/room. I would sit on the balcony every morning smoking cigarettes. This is where I was sitting as I watched that black Hurst take my father in law away. (and I had called him “SIR” in real life) so that wasn’t changed to protect anyone.

So I believe, I was at…. everyone left and went back to their life but us. There really wasn’t anything to go back to for us because we had rented our house and we had moved a lot of our things to storage or brought it with us. My dogs really weren’t use to running so wild and free so I was a bit scared to let them out for long periods of time. My dog Eddie Earl had the bad habit of running off quick to the house next door. This place is a horse farm and there are a lot of places he could run too but he would run strait there. Through a pasture, under a shock fence and down through a little stretch of woods just to get there. I seen him do this one morning so I ran after him. In my house shoes and robe I ran through that pasture and made it to the shock fence. I stood there looking through the woods and I could make out the house. Now I don’t know if you have ever seen the Texas chain saw massacre but it was IDENTICAL to that house!… No chicken bones or anything but the house looked like leather face could have ran from it! I was really pissed at the hike across that pasture. In Mississippi everything is wet all the time in the morning! I could just make out my little dog over by the side of their house. With out thinking and at the top of my lungs I yelled….”I’M COMING OVER THERE!…… AND WHEN I DO I’M GOING TO BEAT YOU TO HELL!”……and then I saw a man. He was standing at the back porch looking right at me. I was waiting for him to yell back…. “ OH YEAH?…. WELL BRING IT ON!” but he didn’t. That was the day I met my neighbor for the first time. He raised his hand and I raised mine. Just hands no fingers. Well finger‘s too but all 5 of them, not just the middle one like I had expected…..I guess he figured I hadn’t been talking to him but I was still humiliated….. As I was carrying Eddie Earl back across that field I wanted to ring his neck but instead I gave him the “listen here mother fucker” speech. I have been having to give him that a lot here lately. That dog, who has been the easiest going son-of-a-bitch for the last 3 years has decided he wants to screw the bigger dogs outside. One problem though…. The out side dogs are all male! He is little… They just sit down and now he runs around them in a circle hugging them around their neck…..New’s flash!…. While I was sitting here writing this my husband called my attention to a Fleetwood Mac video he was watching and said as he was laughing… Look!.. Her hair looked like yours on New Years!… So I got up to see and it was a Stevie with a bad perm!.. That FUCKER!… I’m going to get him back for that!… Maybe when my friend Sylvia comes for lunch next week I will draw attention to his “ man boobs”… I saw him once in the mirror sucking his stomach in and looking at his self…… Once in a fight he said to me that my ass was fat! So I said … “Well at least I don’t have man boobs!”.. This made him mad as hell. He really doesn’t but he’s a bit over weight, a bit, so it was easy for me to use it as a dagger. I really DID have a fat ass so he hit the nail right on the head with me and I think that’s why I came back so harshly. He then told me that I could stand with getting my mouth washed out with soap because I talked like a sailor! I then told him to shave his balls and glue it to his head and then fuck off… I’m not proud of my language skills but when a person has grown up with the parents I grew up with you have to expect SOME fowl talk!… My dad is Irish!… You should hear some of the things he can say! … My mom?… God rest her soul, was a professional curser! She could cuss like nothing I had ever heard when she got mad or drunk. My husband told me many times before my mom had died that he couldn’t stand that about her…. Oh well huh?

ok...it doesnt look like the clip art thing worked...I'll keep trying..........

Posted by sherrena at 3:38 PM - No Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Sweet emotion.......
 

Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion

You talk about things that nobody cares
You’re wearing out things that nobody wears
You’re calling my name but you gotta make clear
I can’t say baby where I’ll be in a year

Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent
Said my get up and go musta got up and went
Well I got good news, she’s a real good liar
’cause the backstage boogie set your pants on fire

Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion

I pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took it just a little to far
You’re telling me things but your girlfriend lied
You can’t catch me ’cause the rabbit gone died
Yes it is

You stand in the front just a shakin’ your ass
I’ll take you backstage, you can drink from my glass
I talk about somehting you can sure understand
’cause a month on the road an’ I’ll be eating from your hand

Yes I love this song...Yes I saw Aerosmith in concert...No I wasn't to stoned to remember it.... It rocked! ... That last part of that song.....well I know someone that reads my blog and he would appreciate the shaking your ass part of it in his face..(wink)... But just not anyone!... He has some class you know!

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 how I was forced to live with Claire......
 

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 Marie Laveau
 

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