Monthly Archives: January 2011

I don’t have a title for this one.

I have been blessed once again.

 

just when I thought he was not watching me…He was!!

I had mentioned in one of my other blogs how he can not see us all especially when things are at it’s worse.   http://oceanbleu.wordpress.com/2011/01/27/thought-2/

Well, it got worse!!

I sled on some black ice Thursday night in my truck doing a 180°/190° spin and back…obviously he was watching and helped me out.

I really don’t remember the rest of the drive home after my car was straightened back up after sliding across 3 lanes.

So…..Did he carry me back home?

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your mind’s eye

I notice that the people of WordPress are freaks when it comes to photography.

A real photographer realize that their eyes are not normal eyes.

When you look at something, in your mind’s eye, you see art. 

Everything that you look at is a photo opportunity.

That’s how I see it. What about you?

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I’ll take one more question.

 I have a lot of questions that need to be answered , But I just don’t know where to start.

It’s always best to ask the wise.(older person)The problem with that is…I don’t have a wise friend.

How do you open up to your peers without them being all up in your business?

An older female will not place judgement. Even though I am not concerned about that because I don’t regret, nor am I ashamed of anything that I do. An older female has been there and done that a few times over.

I just think that I need someone to talk to so that I can avoid the shit hitting the fan.

I need for someone to help me see inside of myself.

I need to release some of this pressure before it blows up all in his face.

I need a good fukin cry.

Everyone needs that every now and then.

What I don’t want to do is shut down.

When tomorrow gets here, more than likely all lines of communication will be ending. One thing I do know is that this relationship needs to end.

It’s hard trying to deal with someone who name is liar, first, middle and last.

Blogging is helping me out for now. It’s not to cool walking around talking to yourself so typing is the next best thing, besides I am not schizophrenic.

I need a little help here but I don’t know where to turn.

Pray, you say pray,….whatever! How many times have I done that. The more I pray the worse it gets.

Any how,

I suppose I will continue to keep sitting on this question mark until I get all the answers that I need.

I need to find me a little old lady to talk to so she can open my eyes for me and tell me the things that I have already been telling myself but not listening.

Until next time.

Peace.

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WET

 Wetness does not always pertain to water
 in an ocean, river or lake;
Sometimes it refers to how I feel
when I remember your embrace.

I only have to think of you
to remember me in your arms;
My legs quivering, my mouth moaning
I have fallen captive to your charms.

I long to feel your body on mine
to know the taste of satisfied love;
To lie quietly in your arms
we fit together like a hand to a glove.

You are the sweetheart of my life
you are my one sure bet;

You never have to wonder babe . . .
you can always keep me wet.

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photo taken: 2/2009

” Happy Valentines “

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Bleu or Blue ?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

Be careful what you wish for…..

 I wished upon a star 3 months ago and that wish has come true.

Should I tell you about it? Noooo! let’s keep it a secret

I went from breathing  the fresh air this morning to ~ feeling bleu.

6:42pm

I ran across a friend last night while I was out at karaoke that made my time away from home worth the trip. He was really fun to be around and he had me laughing most of the night.

 When he pulled out that Jamaican accent it tripped me out because I didn’t see that coming.

(I’ve got a fukin headache that won’t quite)

any how.,

He sent me a text letting me know that he had a good time. I sent him a 😉

Of course when I got home around 1:30am the ole man was at work. He already knew that I would not be back until he left.

Have you ever heard of that saying,” if you can’t beat em, join em”?

Well, I’m about to play that same little game that the ole man is playing.

And the fact that I am a woman…

I will be able to play this game well. You see, we don’t think with two heads, just one.

My iphone

Sometimes you just need to get out and enjoy the fresh, crisp, cold air that winter has to offer.

So this morning at 10:30am I left the house heading for the park..

It was time to clear my mind, so I walked around the park. I would say a good 3 miles. My total time there was about 3 hours. 

And No!, it did n’t take me three hours to do 3 miles. The combination of the walk and taking pictures took that much time.

 I left my Nikon cool pix 35mm at home so I used my iPhone to capture these photos.

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THINGS ARE’NT ALWAYS WHAT THEY SEEM

a short story:

Just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to, doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.

Ralph and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital. One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool, Ralph suddenly jumped into the deep end.

He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there.

Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled him out.

When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna’s heroic act she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable.

When she went to tell Edna the news she said, ‘Edna, I have good news and bad news. The good news is your being discharged, since you were able to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the life of the person you love… I have concluded that your act displays sound mindedness.

The bad news is, Ralph hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobe belt right after you saved him. I am so sorry, but he’s dead.’

Edna replied, ‘He didn’t hang himself, I put him there to dry.

How soon can I go home?’

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Happiness…….

You go through trials and tribulations throughout your life, you come across that fork in the road and you face road blocks. You might even have a child or two.

But what happens when your children are all grown, you decide to get a  knife to go with that fork that you found in the road and the road blocks, you either went around them or crashed right through them.

Now it’s only you. The first question that you ask yourself is ; Are you happy? and if you are not what do you do to make yourself that way?

Are you financially secure enough to create your own happiness?

You are at a point where you have made lots of mistakes. Do you keep making those same mistakes or have you learned from those mistakes?

How do you find your happiness?

Do you even know what happiness is?

Is it to be able to come and go as you please?

Laugh whenever you want to laugh and cry whenever you feel like crying.

I believe that happiness will come whenever you have learned how to “APPRECIATE” things.

When you start understanding more things and throw away the selfishness.

This may sound corny, but when you have the time to stop…..

and smell the roses, you may be on the road to happiness.

When you stop bitching and complaining about everything, you may be on the road to happiness.

Once you have climbed all the mountains and traveled all the roads, turn around and look back for a few minutes to see how far you have traveled. Then turn back around and look ahead.

Your happiness might be right around the bend.

Reese

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birthday shout – out….

This birthday shout is going out to my mother and father who has reached the ripe age of 75.

(father~1/25 & mother~ 1/15)

Born in 1936, 10 days apart and together since the age of 19.

Despite the strokes and the congested heart failure between the two of them, they are still alive a well.  

A couple of years ago my mom had actually passed for a few minutes while in the hospital.

Yes, she code blued on us.

 Later that evening when we were talking to the Doc about it she had no idea that it had happened an seemed to be pissed off at us because we did not tell her that she died for a few minutes. all she kept asking was, ” why is my chest so painful in these two spots? “.

Dad he had three strokes. Trust me it is unbelievable that he is still alive and walking. He’s now able to talk to us or shall I say we can understand him 85% now. that’s a blessing.

So, here’s to mom and dad.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BOTH OF YOU”

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Self expression….

I just

entered this

self-portrait

 of myself in an art contest.

This piece expresses how I feel sometimes

Rees

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