Tiny Thoughts...

Elvis was cute, before he got famous.

Babies are cute, till they shit and puke all over you.

Men are boys, boys are stupid smelly young men.

Mosquitoes SUCK!

Man Up, be more like your mom.

Spank me, thank me...for lettin' you spank me.

Are you there yet?

I Love the Blues

I love to listen to the blues. But he makes fun of me. He is a music ‘snob’. He calls the blues ‘crap music’, he calls it bullshit and calls me an idiot and everyone an idiot if they like the blues, that it is all the same. That is not real music, etc.

But I always disagree with him (at least in my mind, I don’t say anything anymore, so as to not start another argument where he puts me down and calls me an “idiot that has no taste”) because no mater what type of music you love I truly believe it is personal and if it moves you or you love to listen to it for whatever reason… then that type of music has done it’s job. There is nothing wrong with that. It doesn’t make you an idiot.

I actually love all kinds of music, including the music he loves. I never put down his taste in music. He loves classical music, The Carpenters, Camel, Pink Floyd, The Strawbs, Moody Blues, No Doubt, The Cure….many more AND I love all that type of music too. I really love them, but I also love to listen to bluegrass, heavy metal, some hair band songs, bubble gum pop music, country, classical, hell I loves me some show tunes too.

My Man

He is a good man inside but the outside is taking over.

I Still Have My Dreams

I still have my dreams, even though they can be very strange
And life can be strange, when my dreams seem like reality
So when I look in the mirror and see what is real
I find that both are the same

What About Us

Remember when it was us and we thought about it
I do

Dreaming brings back memories of us
How it used to be

Now I wake up and see reality
But waking up is still a new day

So my reality is still mine anyway
I still believe in us

Me, myself and I