He punched my arm and said "Give 'em Hell."
I did more than give it, I raised it.

Sucka suckaaaaa!

I Ain't Your Maid

It was no surprise when you walked out my door because to you, loving me was some kind of chore. So I picked up your slack, swept up the dirt and hid it all under the welcome mat. Whatever. You left, leaving me with your mess. The corners you didn't dust. Misty window panes and wrinkled laundry. And you still expected me to box and label your trash for you to pick up. Not surprising. You didn't even care about me, why would your things be any different. Come get your own junk. I'm tired of doing all the work.

Jerk.

R.I.P. Stephen

Death is a peculiar thing.
I think about it when it happens to someone else.
Why?
Because that could have been me.
Should I feel ashamed that I don't think about death more?
At the moment no...
I'm too busy living.
R.I.P. Stephen
You had a great smile that was so full of life.
I hope to see you in Heaven.

I Can Be A Hopeless Romantic!

When we text...
It's the best...
We don't call or write letters,
Because everything on the internet is better.
And then we have that skype date,
and stare into the webcam until it's really late.

Helpless or Hopeless I'm a romantic.

LOL

The Man At The Well

I went to the well like everything was well.
The sun was beating down and it was hot as Hoblitzelle.
The was a man sitting tired form his journey
He asked for a drink and I thought he was very undeserving.
"You are a Jew and I am a Samaritan and a woman at that
So how can you ask me for a drink when you know of that fact?"
I'm so tired of this life. These Jewish men are causing me strife. They go to their synagogues and thank God for the condition of their birth. Born a man, conveniently higher than a woman on this earth. And here's this man asking me for water? Talking like a fool about some living water.
"Excuse me sir, you have no bucket and this well is deep. So how are you going to get this living water for me to drink?"
He's still blabbering on. What drugs is he on? Never thirsting. Eternal life. Nowa days we call that a lie but he's still trying.
"Ok I'll take your water. Only because coming to this well is such a bother."
What does he want to do with my husband?
"Sir, I have no husband..."
Wow. He knows I've had 5 guys and number 6 is just in the mean time.
"Wow. you really are a prophet."
And then I lost it.
I left my jar at the well and began to tell of the man that knew of my internal Hell.

Could this be our Christ?
The one who will win our fight?

Magnets

I'm for the Cowboys, he's for the Redskins
He calls them Cowgirls, I call them Has-beens.
Hi I'm a Mac and he's a PC
And when he has computer problems he comes and sees me.
I prefer cats and he prefers dogs
Somehow our flea circus happily gets along.
I listen to jazz, he listens to indie
I think that's his way of being a wanna be hippie.
I sleep on the right and he on the left
I guess that one worked out for the best.
I take physics he take biology
When we get together it becomes chemistry.
He sings in the shower, I sing in the rain
Obviously the things we like aren't the same.
How do we keep this relationship in tact?
We're like magnets, opposites attracts.