Getting Ready

Okay, so tomorrow is the first day of Nanowrimo so if I don’t post much, that the reason.  I guess I’ll be writing in Word.  I will pop in periodically just to keep your interest,.  I guess a lot of people take part in this thing. My sister is even going to give it a try this year.  While I must say the title sounds juvenile, “NaNowrimo”, almost like baby talk… I really like the concept and am both nervous and excited all at the same time.

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I Am Doing This

I did it.  I just signed up with Nanowrimo to write a novel of 50,000 words from scratch by the end of November. It starts November 1st.   This will be good practice for me on writing and to see if I can meet a goal.  It has to be fiction.

Wish me luck.

 

Any good ideas for topics would be appreciated.

My View on Organized Religion

I was raised Roman Catholic and there were a few things they taught I always questioned..like Purgatory. Iin the Bible, there is a verse about separating the Sheep from the Goats: it was never suggested putting them into 3 groups for one group to repent or be decided later, Confession was another one that was a bit confusing..only because when I was young I had to think of things to confess.  I’m not perfect but I wasn’t the type to steal things and I didn’t usually lie to my mother so if  copying someone’s paper was a sin that’s what I would confess  Then we have types of sins.  Types of sins?  Where in the Bible, are there types of sins?  Someone please point these things out.  I have read the entire Bible.  (It took me 3 years.)  The Catholic church believes there are two types of sins..Mortal and Venial.  Mortal would be knowing what  you are doing is wrong and doing it anyway and Venial would mean not knowing what you are doing is breaking a commandment.    Another problem I had with a belief of the Catholic Church was Communion.  I’ve alway’s believed in The Last Supper, however, I could never grasp the concept that I was actually eating the body and blood of Christ.  To me it was alway’s a reminder of that night.  To me, the Priest is not a Magician and we are not Cannibals.  No matter how much my mother (or others) tried to convince me, it never registered, Plus, the money from the collections should be used to help others not for new air-conditioning, seats, etc.  I don’t know why but that alway’s bugged me..  But, what really made me leave that church/religion was when I was in the Youth Group and the church preached over and over again how sex before marriage was wrong, wrong, wrong.  Then, the popular girl in the youth group got pregnant by the popular guy and everyone got happy for her and threw her a baby shower.  People like me were still ignored.  People like me who didn’t do wrong.  People like me who followed the rules.

Later on I changed to the Baptist Church.  They seemed like a really nice group of people.  They were friendly,  it wasn’t a stand up, sit down, follow what is in this book type church. it was more interactive.  they even believed  communion to be a symbol of the last supper, however… they believe even if you think something wrong you can go to Hell;  they believe everyone on Earth is a Saint.  That can’t be true.., I learned a song and a prayer which part of it says; “all the Angels and Saints, and to you my brothers and sisters…”),   Problems…they don’t believe in regular rock music and they think Satan is going to jump out of  my Halloween decorations, plus, they become clicky and talk behind the backs of others and they jumped on the bandwagon like the Catholic Church.  You need to be here Every Sunday.

Nobody tells me where I need to be every week!

Needless to say, I am pretty much done with organized religion.  Yes, I am a Christian.  A Christian is a Follower-of-Christ.  I read my Bible and I’ve found sermons on the t.v. and the internet.  I’ve considered attending a service or two at a Non-Denominational church nearby but I don’t think I will join anywhere again.

How Are You..The Question

maybe it was the day you had your first period, or the day you had your first break-up, or the day you won your first award, or the day you graduated from high school or even the day  you turned 21 and became an “Adult.”  Remember the day?

You had changed and you thought everyone had noticed but, they hadn’t.  Instead, they asked you the question; the clerk said, “How are you?”  They don’t want to know.  Not really.  Oh, if it’s good like the high school graduation..they may say “That’s wonderful, Congratulations!” but that would be it before greeting their next customer.  But if it’s bad they don’t want to know.  So you avoid their eyes when answering the question,  “Fine.” You answer.  But, you’re not fine.  Inside you want to scream.  “What’s wrong with you?  The world as I know it is ending.  Don’t you care?  I am numb.  I am nauseated.  I feel as if this is one big, bad, dream and I will wake up.”  So, your glad they don’t engage you in any more conversation as they finish the transaction and you go on your way.

I read 24

Have you read more than 6 of these books? The BBC believes most people will have read only 6 of the 100 books listed here. Copy this into your drafts. Bold those books you’ve read in their entirety, italicize the ones you started but didn’t finish or read an excerpt. Publish and tag other potential book nerds.

1 Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen

2 The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien

3 Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte

4 Harry Potter series – JK Rowling

5 To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee (Reading now)

6 The Bible

7 Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte

8 Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell

9 His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman

10 Great Expectations – Charles Dickens

11 Little Women – Louisa M Alcott

12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy

13 Catch 22 – Joseph Heller

14 Complete Works of Shakespeare

15 Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier

16 The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien

17 Birdsong – Sebastian Faulk

18 Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger

19 The Time Traveler’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger

20 Middlemarch – George Eliot

21 Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell

22 The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald

24 War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy

25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams

26 Fahrenheit 451 – Ray Bradbury

27 Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky

28 Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck

29 Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll

30 The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame

31 Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy

32 David Copperfield – Charles Dickens

33 Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis

34 Emma -Jane Austen

35 Persuasion – Jane Austen

36 The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe – CS Lewis

37 The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini

38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Bernieres

39 Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden

40 Winnie the Pooh – A.A. Milne

41 Animal Farm – George Orwell

42 The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown

43 One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez

44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving

45 The Woman in White – Wilkie Collins

46 Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery

47 Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy

48 The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood

49 Lord of the Flies – William Golding

50 Atonement – Ian McEwan

51 Life of Pi – Yann Martel

52 Dune – Frank Herbert

53 Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons

54 Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen

55 A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth

56 The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon

57 A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens

58 Brave New World – Aldous Huxley

59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon

60 Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez

61 Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck

62 Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov

63 The Secret History – Donna Tartt

64 The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold

65 The Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas

66 On The Road – Jack Kerouac

67 Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy

68 Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding

69 Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie

70 Moby Dick – Herman Melville

71 Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens

72 Dracula – Bram Stoker

73 The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett

74 Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson

75 Ulysses – James Joyce

76 The Inferno – Dante

77 Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome

78 Germinal – Emile Zola

79 Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray

80 Possession – AS Byatt

81 A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens

82 Cloud Atlas – David Mitchell

83 The Color Purple – Alice Walker

84 The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro

85 Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert

86 A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry

87 Charlotte’s Web – E.B. White

88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom

89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

90 The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton

91 Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad

92 The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint-Exupery (English)

93 The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks

94 Watership Down – Richard Adams

95 A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole

96 A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute

97 The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas

98 Hamlet – William Shakespeare

99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory – Roald Dahl

100 Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

Dating Memories #3 – A Friend, Not A Date

A Friend – Not A Date

Our high school held a dance.  I don’t remember if it was Roaring 20’s but it was a fun, dress-up type dance and anyone asked anyone to go. It was not a formal dance.  I asked a “friend”..Renton, not a boyfriend, to the dance.  Renton agreed to going as “friends only” which was great because I was totally looking forward to dancing with Henry if he was there.  Most of the dancing would be “group dancing” anyway but Henry was totally popular and friendly and it was the only time I would ever get to dance with him.  It was agreed that Renton would drive since he supposedly had just gotten his license.  Well, he picked me up along with his mother because he technically did not have his license but only had a permit.  I can’t imagine what his mother thought since he didn’t explain to her what type of dance it was nor why I was dressed the way I was.  Of course, he didn’t dress up.

Then, we went to dinner.  His mother dropped us off at Del Taco which wasn’t far from the school and Renton told me we were going to have to walk to the school from the restaurant.  Nobody else was in Del Taco but I was totally embarrassed and the workers in Del Taco could not believe that’s where we went for dinner before the dance.  Needless to say, I did not eat much and Renton could not help but comment about me being a cheap date as I nibbled on my small french fries.  Walking to the school was not fun in the shoes and outfit I was wearing either by the way.

So, we get to the dance and I figure the night can only get better but it gets worse as Renton gets mad upon discovering I want to dance with Henry.  Hello?  This is not supposed to be a date. Remember?  We are here as “just friends.”  Needless to say, Renton refuses to dance with me the rest of the evening by faking a hurt ankle or something and Henry and I never do get to dance alone.

As the night starts to close, Renton informs me that his mother will not be able to pick us up and we have no way home.  I’m like “What?”  He said, “He could not ask her to pick us up.  It was not part of the agreement…or something.”  Uh…yeah it was.  It’s called, “transportation.”  I was furious.  I wasn’t about to call my parents at 12:30 or whatever time and wake them up because my friend is not living up to his end of the bargain!  As, I sit there fuming and Renton lives in La-La-Land or whatever…a friend comes over and announces that they are going to the beach after the dance and invites us both to go with them.  Renton immediately says, “Yes.”  I responded with, “No., We have no way to get home, remember?”  I explain the situation to D. who invited us and she and her date offer to take us both home before going to the beach.  Problem solved.

The drive home is silent.  I had worked it out with D. to drop Renton off at his place before me.  As Renton gets out of the car and is walking to the door, D. teases me and say, “Don’t you want to help him find the way?” and I said, “He’ll find it.”

Needless to say, that was the worst Non-Date/Date I’d ever gone on.

Relationships and Porn

Apparently, my last title for this annoyed some people so I have changed the title.  This is my view on this subject only. It is still the same view so I know I will still get the same objections however, this post is now more generic based.  So, now I guess if I offend anyone..it can be everyone and not just women.  You have a right to your opinion, but please keep it civil and polite.  Thank-You.

So, my husband came home from work yesterday and announced that he and some work friends were planning on going to a Strip Club today or as he termed it a “Nudie Bar.”  I said, “Good.  What’s the occasion?”  He said, “No occasion.  One of the guys brought it up and I wanted to go.”  I’ve been encouraging him to spend more time with his friends and if that’s what he wants to do once in a while, it doesn’t bother me.  He doesn’t get it from me as often as he should with my health problems and when he goes to those places he just comes home happier.

One of his friends or both were supposed to call him with the time to meet, but, as we waited for the phone to ring, I was informed that one of the men would be lying to his wife as to where he was going, and the other said his wife would probably have a fit about his going but he would still go.  Needless to say..we waited..and waited…and waited…to no avail.  My husband was stood up.  I went to the store (two stores actually) and made sure my husband had some alone time with the computer.

Which bring me to my next point.

Don’t you know there are laws of things that can and cannot be done in those places?  Do you really think your spouse/significant other goes to those places to pick up women/men?  Can you honestly say you never look at another man/woman other than your husband/wife or boyfriend/girlfriend and find them attractive..maybe even more attractive physically then the one you are with?  For the woman, would your husband/boyfriend dancing the way the men do in Chip-N-Dales turn you on as much as the real thing?  and who do you think you are going home with?..the Chip-N-Dales guys won’t give you the time of day.  It’s the same with the Nudie Bar places the guys go in.  What’s the big deal?

I had a friend quite a few years ago who came to me panicking at the thought of her fiance having a Stripper at his Bachelor Party.  They were in a big argument over this and she actually said she did not trust him.  I told her the Stripper was not allowed to do the things she was thinking,  plus, whatever happens at the Bachelor Party was none of her business since it was his last night of his celebrating being single.  She really did not have the best reputation herself.  Needless to say, I do not know how the Bachelor Party ended up but, the marriage took place and has already ended.

Dating Memories #2-First Crush

I was 13 and he was 12.  He had blond hair and gorgeous, green eyes.  We held hands and walked around the school track.  We danced the last dance at every school dance.  “Stairway To Heaven”,  I remember it being a long song and not wanting it to end as I lay my head on his shoulder.  We kissed behind the bushes.  My first kiss.  On, those were the innocent times,  I even bought a stuffed fox with bright green eyes and named the fox after him.

Then:

It was on New Year’s Eve, I was babysitting my Niece at the time, we were talking on the phone but his friend took the phone and said, “Chet wants to break up with you.”  I told him to have Chet tell me himself.  Chet did.  I was angry.  I was hurt.  I told Chet I never wanted to see him again.

Chet moved away.

I cried the whole Summer.  He had been my first crush.  But the worst part?  I did not mean the part about never wanting to see him again.  That was mean.  He was not supposed to move after I’d said that.  I felt so, so guilty.  I wanted to apologise a thousand times over for saying that.  I prayed and prayed that he would forgive me.

Chet and I are FB Friends now and he and I have forgiven each other; but that was the first of my heart being broken… and the stories will continue.

Changing The Good Boys

Before I get back to my dating stories, and I will,..I wanted to talk about the affects of dating.

I believe everyone you’ve dated has an affect on you and your life in some way.  Some people and experiences can affect you much more than others.

It has come to my attention that one of my exes has chosen another sexual path to follow..to put it plainly..has become Gay.  I must say, this bothers me quite a bit.  It does not matter when I dated this man, the fact that I dated someone who has chosen this path makes me wonder what part I may have had in his decision.  It also makes me wonder how a woman gets over finding out her husband was secretly Gay all along?  I’ve heard of that before many times now in this day and age.

Another ex (we were both Virgins when we met) who was not the partier and quite straight-laced, if you know what I mean..got involved with strippers and I was informed also got into the party scene (I am not sure about drugs) after we broke up.  Is it possible that my goodness drove him to his badness?  Is it possible that my boring, normal way of life was not enough for him which is why he went that direction?

With the many ‘bad boys’ I’ve dated, I’m surprised I married the ‘nice one.’

 

Side Effects and Death?

So, it’s the 8th day of being sick and even on the 7th day God rested. Give me a Break!

The Levofloxacin has weird side effects.    Did you ever notice if you read the side effects on the bottles of whatever prescriptions the doctors give you, you seriously think you probably shouldn’t take them?  Oh my gosh, this one actually said, possible joint pain, chest problems, heart problems, death.  Yep, it said..death can occur.  I think that was only with overdose but still…  your feeling sick to die when you get the stuff and now I have to worry about death with something that is supposed to help me?  Really?  I don’t think I read Mouth Sores in that long list of side effects but now I’ve got those.  Like, popping fever blisters in my mouth.  Okay, maybe it just feels like they are popping.  No, wonder I am still coughing a bit.  I am also waiting on the chest x-ray results.

So, please forgive me for not feeling like writing a funny, true story at present.  I’ve hardly talked anyone and nothing is being done around the house.

One thing though…when I start to feel like crap and I start to say the words, “I’m going to or I want to die.”  I correct myself and say, “No I’m not.” because:

There is alway’s someone worse off then I.  (I give boxes to children of Operation Christmas Child, I give bags to the Homeless, some people are truly sick with terrible things,etc.)

plus;

God isn’t ready for me yet. (at least I hope not.)